My GF and I have been going through something of a dry spell of late. We've probably gone 6 weeks without sex — with two very notable exceptions, as I will detail — for a whole host of reasons: a combination of my work and travel, her work, her getting sick, her period, and a lot of other things has just shut the door on everything. What’s funny is that just as I was beginning to really be lamenting my state is when there was the slightest respite from this dry spell — though a temporary one.
About two weeks ago (so, four weeks into the no-sex rut we'd landed in) I was heading to bed after working late and then catching up on TV. So I was probably heading upstairs at about 2:30. She had been asleep for hours — since 9:30 or 10. And I got in bed but couldn't sleep, lamenting the current situation. I got my phone out and was reading the internet — basically reading sexy stories on reddit to live vicariously through others. I was lying on my side reading with my back to her so the light from the phone wouldn't bother her. I was probably up til about 3:30 or 4 doing this, wide awake, at which point I noticed she had been tossing and turning for a bit. Couldn't tell if it was semi-sleep restlessness on her part or what, but then I noticed she curled up behind me and started running her hands along my body. All over me. And it wasn't long before she reached down to stroke life into my cock. It felt glorious, and my cock began to grow in her hand. I wordlessly turned my head and shifted my body and then our lips met. In the darkness we experienced a deep, hungry, passionate kiss — imagine coming upon water after being lost in the desert for days. I turned completely to her during this kiss as the most ferocious wave of desire came over both of us. It was quick and deep and passionate, and with our bodies pressed together and my cock entirely engorged, I forcefully climbed on top of her. It was all in an instant. Using my legs, my hips to spread her legs open even more quickly than she was going to spread them for me, forceably even, I plunged my cock in her and drove it deep. It was the most intense, guttural, animalistic fucking — both of us desperate for each there and deeply in need of release. It was frenzied and wild and gripping and essentially a desperate howling race to orgasm. Which was explosive when we each came, at the same time, and I poured wave after wave after wave of my cum inside of her to match pulsating gyrations and thrusts accompanying her bliss of cumming. Fuck, it was something. And we stayed like that, breathless, panting, holding each other tightly, cock buried deep in her nether regions, for many minutes afterward. Each of us as if we had been to the brink of despair and frustration and then saved there in the darkened room, sheets thrown off and ceiling fan spinning to slightly shake the wind, doing nothing to push away the overwhelming stench of fuck that filled the room. It was something indeed.
After floating through the day with a big smile and the memory of what had just occurred, we had a more conventional reprise that evening. Dinner in front of the TV, drinking a bottle of wine, and I suggest we head upstairs together. When we are in bed she says she wants to fuck slow, to take our time, so different from the middle of the night romp that was still on our minds. I took a long time kissing her and fondling her breasts, working my lips down her cheek, her neck, nibbling and kissing, until I was gently licking and sucking those breasts and caressing her nipples with my tongue. While doing this my hands wandered all over her body, my fingers settling, eventually, between her parted legs and in a beautiful and sopping wet pussy. I teased and delighted her this way for quite some time until she pulled my face into her hands and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to fuck her from behind. She flipped over and slowly stretched her arms forward and slowly leaned forward, her heart-shaped ass raised beautifully in the air. I lined up behind her and placed the tip of my cock against her opening. And held it there. i didn't push in. I just held it. It was driving her crazy, and she began to rub around a bit and grow wild both with the feeling and with the promise of much more.
She started to back her ass up a bit, hoping to envelop my hardness in her cunt that way. But I responded as well, and we danced like that a bit longer as she started to get a bit crazy. Finally, feeling it was unfair to deprive her any longer, I grabbed her hips and plunged my cock in her … and with that she let out something akin to a gasp mixed with a moan, and her body seemed to shake a bit, as if she were rocked to her core. And we began to fuck, falling into a nice slow rhythm. We fucked slowly, slowly, so that every stroke slid against the expanding walls of her pussy and every slow stroke dragged against her ever-sensitive clit. And we fucked that way for a while. Rhythmically, in motion, in sync. Without disrupting a thing, she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the little bottle of eucalyptus oil that she tends to use for when I am not around. She didn't say a word, but handed the bottle back to me, and I knew what she wanted. I let more than a few droplets fall onto her ass, and began to rub them in. As I was pounding her cunt slowly with my cock, I began making little circles around her ass with my thumb, pressing gently against her opening. Slowly, and with the rhythm of our fuck, I began to slide by thumb inside. Again she gasped and moaned, and I slowly slid my thumb in and out along with the movements of my hips. My cock, my thumb, both impaling her, stretching her, filling her — these had the effect I anticipated and brought her orgasm on with a vengeance. And boom, like that, she exploded and came hard. And even before she was done cumming, her body still shaking, she said, "Baby, fuck my ass. I need you to cum in my ass." So I obliged, and with her ass lubricated with the eucalyptus oil and stretched by my thumb, and with my cock lubricated by the hot juices from her cunt, I slid into the tightness of her ass and we both gasped as I filled her. I hunched forward with my hands planted beside her shoulders on the bed, my face nearly buried in her neck and her wild mane of hair, as I slowly fucked her ass. And she began to cum again. Amazing that the sensitivity there took her to another orgasm. And at that point it hardly took long for me before this was too much. I came with an epic force, exploding with shot after shot and pulse after pulse of cum deep up her ass. I collapsed on top of her again, still inside her, my cock gripped fiercely all the while. Exhaustion, euphoria, elation — all set in quickly. Covered in sweat, covered in fuck, we both jumped into the shower to rinse off and get clean. I took the opportunity to lather and caress her breasts, and after some time i fingered her to one more orgasm as the water rained down on us from the shower head. She sat on the tile bench and cleaned me up, and then proceeded to take my cock in her mouth for a while and coax me back to a semi- state of hardness. It felt amazing, though there was no way I was going to be able to cum again. But it was a tremendous feeling to have my cock sucked and licked and loved and cared for in that shower — a fantastic way to end things before drying off and heading to sleep.
You would think those adventures, in relatively quick succession, would have kickstarted a new era of fun. But alas that has not been the case — they are the exceptions to what is turning into a very boring rule. Not sure I can figure out why. It's not even worth bringing up for discussion, because we have both fallen back into an existence where sex is so far out of the question that to even mention it would be ridiculous.
I know it's not forever. And I know that the tales from that one day can carry me for awhile. They give hope that things can get better.
Anyway, figured I might share.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3vbnqz/a_helluva_day_for_me_m_and_my_gf_in_the_middle_of
My sympathies on the dry spell, I know difficult that is. Occasional anal is better than nothing though, right?