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Not a Woman.
" "We dated for a year before we decided to move in together, that was when things started to fall apart. Like I said she was very orderly, and it was her way or no way." "At the end of our second year she moved her things out of the apartment we had and called to tell me she could not be with me if I was going to do what I do, and that I needed help for my addiction!"
Tina arched an eyebrow and giggled, "Addiction? What the kind of addiction?"
Max blushed averting his eyes letting his hands fall off her hips, "it is kind of embarrassing..."
Tina reached down and poked him in the stomach, "your not some crazy ex-crack head are you?" she asked still poking him gently in the stomach.
"No! do I look like an ex-crack head?" Max replied with a chuckled trying to push her poking finger away.
Tina easily dodged his attempts at blocking her finger and used both hands to continue to poke, which turned into a tickle causing him to laugh and plead with her to stop. "Tell me and I will stop!" she whimsically sang out as she reached around and ticked his sides just above his hips.
"All right!" Max cried out grabbing her by the wrists with each hand and holding her arms out away from him. "She said I had a....porn addiction!" Max's face turned a deep red, as he twisted away from her trying to get out from under her.
Tina quickly put her hands on his shoulder pinning him down to the couch, "Why?" she asked with a very serious tone of voice. Max struggled against her grip but she only had to shift her weight slightly to keep him pinned to the couch. "Why?" she asked again easing back allowing him to move his shoulders slightly.
Max finally stopped moving and gave an exasperated sigh, looking up at her he could see the very serious look on her face. "I...I was watching it regularly to help with my first book. She asked what I was doing and told her I was trying to do some research, she told me she thought that porn was disgusting and asked me not to bring it into our home. She then asked me about my story and why I needed porn, I explained what I wanted to write about and she got upset. She asked me to stop writing the story, I tried for about a month, but the story just wouldn't stop unfolding in my mind. It was like a movie stuck on play, and I couldn't shut it off. So I started writing it in secret, when I had time, I just had to get it out. The night I finished it I fell asleep on the couch, I had left my laptop on the table and when I woke up in the middle of the night I found her sitting across from me reading the story. We got into this long draw out fight, I tried to explain to her that it was just something I needed to do. The fight ended when she went into the bedroom and locked herself in. I slept on the couch and the next day she moved out."
Tina had completely relaxed her grip sitting back upright in his lap mulling over the story, realizing how silly the whole thing was. "Max, baby, that is the most retarded thing I have ever heard!" she exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. "Let me ask you this, how often did you two fuck?" she grinned putting her hands on her hips, "I mean just all out fuck, naked sweaty dirty sex, the kind you do on a summers day with the windows open, on the floor grunting and moaning?" she asked placing her hands on the arm of the couch leaning down to gaze into his eyes, which were wide with shock. "When was the last time... she pushed you against the wall, dropped to her knees pulled your hard cock out of your pants and sucked on you till you collapsed in pleasure?" she whispered in a soft sultry voice. Max slowly shook his head no, and she could feel that his arousal was back and in a big way.
Tina could feel that her panties were wet and sticking to her sex, shifting she ground herself down into his erection making him grunt softly in response.