“We can keep going,” he said. “We can,” I laugh.
We were talking about our affair, not just the spectacular sex. We were so in sync with each other’s bodies that we knew when to stop (which is rare) and when to keep going. I never wanted to stop him pounding me.
I get jealous when he talks about his previous lovers which irritates me. We were cuddling after sex and he was explaining how he became a better lover from his first long term affair. He tells me how energetic and beautiful she was.
“Don’t tell me how beautiful she was when I’m in bed with you!”
“You’re beautiful and so much sexier,” placating me.
Why do I have to care? He kisses me like he wants all of me but he’ll never have me at all.
I never want this to stop. This affair has progressed from fucking to this connection. No matter how much I worship his dick and grab at his muscular body, I want more. No matter how much he kneads my big breasts and licks my pussy, he wants more. We can’t get enough. Even after eight months. It’s never enough. We are ravenous. Will we ever get tired of each other?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c25emw/ravenous_fm_part_six
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