Some days you’re just alive and some days you’re LIVING [FM]

I remember the exact moment it hit me how fast time goes by, and that if there were things missing in my life I’d better get right on it. One of the most important things was some REALLY great sex – not the bland stuff I’d had with my ex-husband the last 20 some years, but the amazing, wild, heart-pounding, passionate kind – the kind of white-hot fun sex that reminds us that we are still very much alive …

So I made you a rather bold offer – and I wasn’t expecting you to take me up on it, but you did. And now I’m quite sure I’m very much alive every single day ..

Today I’m sitting at my desk at work, and my eyes drift down to my forearm and I can see little red marks where my teeth sunk into my own flesh to muffle my screams… I smile, remembering how they got there.

Just yesterday I rushed home to my apartment for “lunch”. I quickly brush my teeth, check my hair, unbutton my shirt one button and start to pace a little, peeking out my window to see if your big black truck is coming down the street. Alexa starts my playlist and I listen for the outside door, my breath getting fast and shallow…your feet are on the steps, and then my door opens.  Even after a year and a half, my heart pounds, my breath catches, and the ginger ale feeling starts in my belly. . . even my nipples start to get hard. You come in, and it always hits me like a hot breeze at the beach. 

You are like one of the big cats – the way you move, the relaxed and confident look in your dark eyes, the sounds you make … still the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on, and my knees get weak.  You take off your work boots, we kiss – softly at first, then insistent, hungry. I bite your lower lip as your tongue works magic, and I watch your tanned muscles flex as you pull your tank top up and off. I stroke your muscled arms, your back, as you do the same to me, and then I reach down to undo your belt, then zipper, carefully sliding your jeans to the floor and off.

Your cock is already hard – not rock-hard yet like it will be, but I need to hurry if I want to get it in my throat for at least a few strokes … I live for this, and I’m on my knees pulling my prize out of its confine and touching my tongue to the tip, inhaling your clean, warm musky scent deep, then tasting it. I hear your first growl, a mix of groan and animal, as I suck and stroke and the saliva runs down to your testicles. I’m moaning too, telling you how much I love your cock . . your perfect cock .. MY cock… and I push it all the way into my throat balls deep. I can only do this a few times before I gag a little and pull out – it’s gotten so hard. But then I lick and suck on your perfect balls while I stroke it, slippery and hard as steel.

I look up at your face – so handsome, especially now, your eyes dark and molten, your beard trimmed and laced with silver. . . I just can’t believe I get to fuck someone so sexy. . you’ve pulled off your shirt and unbuttoned my blouse to find my hard nipples through the lace of my black bra . . . and you pull me back up to lock your mouth on mine again … ENOUGH – I need you on my bench. I pull you by your hand to the bedroom, where the lighting is perfect, and I watch you pull our bench out from the wall.

Ah, our bench… it’s padded, white upholstery, about 18 inches tall and just wide enough and just long enough to lay down on. It’s made for storing blankets or resting feet on in front of the TV, but let me tell you, it’s PERFECT for fucking. You lay on your back on the bench and I kneel on the floor between your legs – a perfect angle to see your whole body – to run my hands over your strong thighs and belly, up your arms – to feast my eyes on my banquet with your hard cock right there in front of me .. I lean forward and draw it into my wet mouth again . . . “your mouth feels SO good on my cock”, you groan, and I laugh softly and deep throat it again. I work your balls into my mouth one at a time, swirling my tongue around the soft skin, feeling the hardness inside, while I’m stroking – I could do this all day, but the sounds you are making are getting more intense, and your body is getting tight like a coiled spring … so I get up off my knees, slip off my bra and thong, move up and swing my leg over you on the bench.

Grasping your rock hard cock firmly in my hand, I slide the tip up and down my slit, juicy and open and ready, and I slide down onto it balls deep. I gasp and you growl loud and deep, this feels SO good, I am so tight and now so filled, there aren’t words . . .  And then – this is why I love our bench – my feet are on the floor on either side of it and I ride that cock hard and fast, up and down, long and slow, bounce and grind my clit on your shaft, swivel my hips around and round and tilt and thrust …  

You pull me down and lock your mouth into mine, your hand on my neck – this totally melts me and I return the passionate kiss, biting your lip and moaning  “I love your hard cock in my cunt baby’ .. I sit up and bounce faster, fucking you hard, riding your cock fast and deep.  I lean forward so you can suck my hard nipples into your mouth and bite them – hard – I twist and catch my breath – it hurts, yes, but the endorphins are sucking me into another dimension.

I can’t wait any longer – I need to taste my cunt on your cock, so I dismount and drop and take it into my mouth again – sucking and licking the tangy sweet juices, burying my nose in your balls and breathing in long deep breaths while I’m sucking. This makes you get so worked up and wild, you can’t wait any more – “I need to fuck you – NOW!” You point and I jump up and move to the bed. I bend over the bed with my legs spread, ass cheeks wide and pussy slick and open with my excitement. You move up close behind me and push open the curtain a little so you can better appreciate the view.

Most times you slide it in balls deep and fuck me hard and fast, which I adore, but this time you hold your cock and slide the tip up and down my open slit, teasing me. I whimper like a desperate slut, pushing my ass back into you, begging you to slide it in and pound me … but you tease me more, pushing the tip against my ass and then sliding it down to my clit – exquisite torture.  Finally your control melts and you slip it all the way in… ah, it’s so hard and so big and I’m so tight and slick. I stretch my arms out in front of me to grab the blanket and brace myself for an onslaught of epic fucking – you pound me harder and faster until I see flashes of light behind my eyes and I leave the planet for a time. Your control and stamina are a good match for mine – no mere mortal could ram that hard for that long without exploding, and most women wouldn’t want them to, but amazingly we found each other.

You get the edge off, and you slow down, sliding long and deep into my clenching cunt, both of us breathing hard. “I’ve got to suck it again”, I pant, and you oblige me – I slide to my knees and take you in my mouth again. It’s a short break as I lick and suck juice off your cock and your balls until you take my head into your strong hands and thrust into my mouth, fucking my face. My eyes water and I look up into your eyes, this is so hot, and yet so intimate.

My pussy is dripping wet and I need your tongue on it and inside of it – your glorious tongue. “Please can I sit on your face?” I beg, but begging is unnecessary – your whole face smiles and you say “Please…”   

You slide up on the bed on your back and I work my way up, licking your cock again, kissing your chest. You stop my ascent to suck on my big soft tits, drawing my nipples into your mouth to bite them. Finally I crawl the rest of the way up to straddle your face and I grab the headboard with both hands – I’ll need the support… you slow the pace and touch my pussy, your tongue flat and wide, sliding it up and back and forth tasting the first nectar – the sound you make turns me on even more and I move my mound against your whole mouth. You flick my clit with the tip of your tongue in this constant rhythm, this unbelievable stamina, and I start to climb the summit.

It’s not easy to get me there, but you love not only the challenge but the whole process – you make love to my whole body with just your mouth on my cunt. I tense and hold my breath and go higher, feeling the pressure build, then I relax and breathe while you back me down a little or hold me steady. You slide your tongue between my open lips and lap the sweet liquid while you moan your pleasure. Back to my clit which is bigger and hard, you flick and lick and sip and play it like an instrument. I’m in ecstasy all the way, but when you reach up and find my nipples to pinch and twist, I hit and bump the edge, trying to stay there as long as I can – my legs tremble and vibrate, and too soon I tip over the edge…     

My teeth close on my forearm and bite down, only partly muffling my low keening screams, writhing and bucking, I try to speak words, and you miraculously stay with me, riding the waves – even when I try to pull away, you growl and move with me or hold me to you so you can lap up your sweet reward. Finally spent, I try to crawl off but my legs barely work and I’m panting and laughing and exhausted, and so SO happy. Every time I cannot believe how skillfully and lovingly you bring me to this ecstasy – this place I’d never even imagined before we met . . .

You pull me close and wrap your strong arms around me, smiling, and I collapse, my face just under your chin, my arm stretched across your chest. I can see red teeth marks on my arm and I smile because I will watch them turn dark and then to pale yellow as the week takes you further away from me. Yes, we are so alive ..

We catch our breath and talk quietly while I run my hand softly up and down your arm, your chest, your legs. We need this break because we are nowhere near finished yet. Now it’s your turn to come . . .

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