I spent last night hanging out with my new sexy friend. I have to admit, I was desperate to throat his cock by then. It had been a long draining week at work and I needed a major distraction. I knew that Deep (I’m giving him this nickname for storytelling purposes) could provide me with the distraction I desired.
It had been 6 days since I last saw him. I messaged him assuming he was at work and he immediately responded, which surprised me. He’d had a shitty day too and was also in need of a distraction. Right now. He was already in the car ready for my throat.
He arrived at my place armed with Red Bulls. We did our usual go to the patio, smoke a joint, catch up and vent about our week. Discuss what things we enjoyed and didn’t enjoy from our last session. We go over various details of the video we are about to make. Once there’s a plan, we sprint into action.
He whips it out and I immediately get to work making it as big as possible. My throat is craving the pink throbbing head of his cock. It doesn’t take long to finally satiate that craving. Suddenly that feeling of it sliding back is happening and it’s orgasmic. My whole being was so happy in that moment. We go at it for a while, and realize there’s no video happening.
He suggests we move to the bedroom and start in there. We scurry in and start stacking up all the pillows at the foot of the bed. This was not planned, we just instinctively knew somehow to do it. I guess to prop up my head while I’m on my back. I flounce down onto the bed and lie on my back. He goes in and damn does it feel amazing! He suddenly exclaims “Oh my God, I can see it in your throat!” (After reviewing the video, this was true and awesome).
At some point we must have gotten carried away with thrusting and gagging because I somehow threw out my back. After I felt his glorious cum drip down my throat, tongue, and lips is when the pain hit me. I tried to stand up and couldn’t. Deep held out his hand to help me up and asked me if I was okay. I stood up and could barely manage to limp into the bathroom. I tried to walk it off and the pain persisted, actually got worse.
I bent over and he massaged the huge knot with his fist. It fucking hurt, but in a good way. I moaned loudly in both agony and ecstasy. He read that as a cue he was hurting me, so he stopped. He helped me get comfortable and started to gather his things. I asked him if he was in a hurry to be somewhere because I’d really like him to stay for a bit. He set down his keys and put his arm around me. “Of course I’ll stay for a while and hang out”, he responded. I appreciated his help and empathy in this moment, but I could see he was antsy to leave.
He watched Family Guy with me for a while and then I told him it was really ok if he wanted to go. It was almost like he needed my permission. Never has a man been so attentive and sweet to me. He suggested an ice pack, hugged me, and headed out. I spent the rest of the night laying on the floor rolling my knot into the rug. After much effort to get to the bed, I almost immediately fell asleep.
Morning comes, and I can barely stand up out of bed. I can barely walk. “Oh shit, this is bad” I think to myself. I do my best to get through my routine and get going for the day. I have therapy on Mondays and was not about to miss it. It’s such an important part of my week.
My therapist noticed right away I was limping and asked if I was alright. I smiled and said I thought it may be a sex related injury, fun way to start off my session. I stood up multiple times throughout the hour, and stretched. I’d taken some ibuprofen before my appointment and it was starting to help. I came home and assumed my position on the floor. Here I remained for much the rest of the afternoon.
I started wracking my brain for anything I might have in the house to help alleviate some of the pain. I laid on an ice pack all afternoon and it wasn’t helping. Suddenly I had a really bright idea! I own a “massager” but it’s meant for the lady parts. I remembered that I never use the highest setting because it’s too intense, but I bet it’s perfect for this! I crawled over to the nightstand by my bed and took out Pinky, turned it on to the highest speed and put it on my back. It felt amazing! The pain subsided! I was going to survive this ordeal.
I suppose this was a good lesson for me, I realized that I have not been drinking enough water or stretching as much as I knew I needed to. Pile that on top of an aging 43 year old woman’s body and injuries can occur. Also, I learned today that a vibrating dildo is a great back massager in a pinch.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wpomcd/f_deep_throat_sessions_lead_to_injury
Happy your getting better 😊