It’s not always easy loving someone who is bipolar. Luckily, I learned years ago not to take it personally when Steven gets frustrated or goes through a depressive episode. He takes his medicine religiously, but sometimes the demons just take over. I have my own issues with anxiety, self-esteem, and body image issues.
Steven went into one of his depressive episodes that not even his meds could help after communication with his mom’s mom. His family was no contact with her because of her lack of treatment for her own bipolar and narcissism which resulted in poor treatment of his mom, but he longed for a relationship like with my gramma, and it’s also why she took his family in as her own.
Depression means no energy for sex and in this case pretty much shutting down completely and just faking it to get through the work day. It doesn’t happen a lot and isn’t usually a problem because neither of us have particularly high libidos. And when one wants it but the other doesn’t there’s always porn.
I had just gotten my long hair cut shorter. Summer heat and not being able to get it trimmed because of COVID made me want a change. I was a kid the last time it was this short. My hair was now at my neck but still long enough for a pony tail or pigtails and much more manageable.
I was feeling super cute as I looked at my nude body in the mirror. My haircut framed my face so well. I began to touch myself all over imagining Steven’s hands caressing me. I knew if I asked he would gladly get me off even if he didn’t have the energy to have sex, but I also knew I couldn’t wait for him to get home.
Our saved posts on Reddit consists of an eclectic mix of men for me and women for him plus the occasional couple. Just as Steven likes seeing women enjoy bodies like his, my guilty pleasure is solo videos of my doppelgänger, Rilee Marks.
I used our MacBook to airplay the videos to our bedroom TV. With one hand I rubbed my breast and with the other I parted the hair around my pussy. I was so horny I never heard Steven come in the house. He must have assumed I was napping since he showered downstairs.
Rubbing my clit wasn’t getting me off, so after a few minutes I used a finger in my pussy, thrusting in and out, while my free hand I grabbed my little vibrator out of my bedside table. The addition of the vibrator on my clit started to get to me.
“Yes babe. Right there. Mmmmmm.” I was picturing Steven on top of me with his warm dick inside me. I needed him to fill me up but I knew he didn’t have the energy to give me what I needed.
When the orgasm finally started to build though, I felt warm breath on my labia. I opened my eyes and pulled the vibrator away as Steven’s tongue flicked against my clit.
Instantly, the orgasm I so desperately needed took over me. I grabbed his head as my hips pressed my clit against his tongue.
“Oh, baby. Thank you so much. I don’t know why but I needed that so badly.”
He didn’t stop there, though. His tongue continued to trace designs and patterns on my clit. It can be hard to get myself off, but Steven knows all the ways to touch me. He traced his finger tips across my stomach and grabbed my tit. I squeezed his hand on it. He took my nipple and rolled it between his finger and thumb, pinching it slightly.
“Oh my God. I’m cumming. STEVEN!!!”
He removed his mouth from my pussy and slid his finger inside of me as he slid up the bed. I saw how hard he was and knew I needed him. All of him. So I pushed his hand away and turned around to take his dick in my mouth.
As I ran my tongue down the length of his cock, he let out and moan and tensed then relaxed. I covered the head with my lips. As I took him deeper in my mouth, I ran my tongue all around him. I ran my tongue around the head, eliciting more moans. I began taking him deeper and deeper until, for the first time, I took his whole cock in my mouth. I was so turned on by the feeling of him hitting the back of my mouth.
His dick glistened with my saliva. As I stroked him I reassured him that he was worthy of love and the greatest man I had ever met. My hand never left his dick as I crawled forward and over him. I positioned him at my entrance and slowly slid onto him. I know he’s ashamed by his size but the way he stretches my walls and completely fills me up is amazing.
I rode him to a squirting orgasm where I fell back off his cock and drenched him and our bed, but quickly got back on him and rode until I felt him tensing. Steven relaxed as he exploded inside me and I had milked every last drop of cum from him.
As I got up, cum dripped from my pussy onto his dick. He shuddered as I licked it off, tasting our mixed juices. I took his hand and let him to the shower so we could clean our juices off each other.
Steven may have been in a deep depression, but at least he had an hour of fun and pleasure.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hx6tyb/steven_and_emily_love_in_the_time_of_bipolar_mf