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Which was okay.

I set my toys down in the bed next to me. I wanted to really cum. Like cum, cum. Like water falls in Niagara, I am so sated I can't move, we are both literally dripping with sweat, let me roll off you and you can have your way with me I frankly don't give a damn, cum. The cum of a lifetime, that I had at 18, with Geoff. I wanted that again. Was it too much to ask?

I giggled into my hand not believing how stupid I use to be. I know he was too old for me. I know my parents would have killed me or him if they found out this was a regular thing. I know he probably wasn't hard the whole time, but I didn't care, or know, I was 18 and had very little know how at that point.

What I do know is I came at least eight times before I really came. I didn't even know you could cum like that. But I did and didn't want it to stop. And I haven't stopped wanting it. In college I thought that was coming, and the other was well, just fun flutters or something. They felt good, but no, bam, splash, wow. So when asked, "No, I haven't came yet. Yeah keep going." I may have been wrong, but four little orgasms don't even come close to the big one. I must have wrecked a few guys' egos back then.

Thinking about it again, the rush of desire overtook me. I wanted to again. It felt like rushing water cascading down the walls of my vagina. I remember when it happened I had very little to no control over any part of my body. I had to roll off of him or collapse on top. As soon as I did, he was on top, fucking my brains out some more. Well at least until he got off. We fucked for hours. Well, probably at least an hour plus. I don't think I had sex more then 15 minutes start to end in the last decade. Where did all the fucking go? The 'I don't care that I am so sweaty it is currently dripping off my face and down my chest on to you, and nor do you. In fact you love it even more then I do.' Where is that guy, that type of sex?

Three days before Christmas. I still needed to grab a few gifts; Eric's sister, our two nieces, and his cousin Aaron. Jesus, I didn't even know what they would like. Kids I could handle, but buy your family your own gifts. My irritation was already starting. I got to cool off in the sower then get dressed for work. One more workday until after New Years.

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Eric

4:37am. Again darkness still covered the room. Her steady breaths could be heard on the other side of the bed. This time, no whistling. I had been a constant wreck for months and there she was, sleeping away like nothing was going on. The big fat elephant sat right on top of me, carefully avoiding her side of the bed. It knew where the pillow line was too.

I needed to stop. Stop picking fights with her every move. Stop blaming her for everything that is wrong. Stop pushing away. I needed to let her know I still wanted her. I couldn't even respond to a personal ad yesterday. I still wanted this. I still want her. If she still wants me, this has to work.

Carefully I move one king size pillow from the great wall. I slid over a solid six inches. Still had at least two feet to go even be close to Alexa. With small normal size pillow gone, I slid further in. Nothing between us now. Unless you counted years of hostility and my trepidation towards doing what I think I was about to.

She was lying on her back, one leg out of the covers and the other bent at the knee and out to the side. Perfect. I almost feel myself entering her. Moving the covers down on my quarter of the bed, I made my way to approach her from the bottom. My only risk was a foot to the face, but I had faith on my side. Little, tenuous faith.

I gently ran my hands up her thighs to her crotch.

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