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Dirty Love Story

Prologue

By Jessica BuggPublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 6 min read
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Dirty Love Story
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We had just finished the bottle of wine that was on the table. From the window, I could make out the glimmer of the green traffic light from a distance. He was shirtless, only wearing his pants. I wore a nightgown and nothing more. We discussed things that made no sense, because we were trying to buy time. We had both agreed that having sex abruptly without any form of prelude of some sorts was not nice, especially in a setting like the one we were in. the lights were dimmed—blue dim lights. We were at his place. We lay on his very comfortable bed, it was like the bed was made out of baby clothes, and it was warm and very cozy. So, we slid under the blanket.

Then we began to see a movie. It was a romantic one. Because he pressed against me, I could feel his bulge. I traced it with my hands, and held it. I couldn’t t pajamas ouch everything because his pajamas interfaced between my hand and him. He loosened his grip on me and lay flat on his back with his palms shoved under his head. I placed my head on his arm. It gave me access to everything under his pajamas. When my hand touched it, he bit his lip. I was looking at his face when my hands entered. I softly played around the tip, while we watched the movie.

After a while, he removed his hands from under his head, and lay on his side, and I, did the same. We then spoke in a low tone—almost whispering,

“You smell good tonight,” he said, as he used his fingers to stroke my hair. I chuckled.

“You look like something I could eat.” I said. His torso, neatly outlined, was endearing.

“Yeah…?”

“Yeah.” He moved closer and kissed me. I gave into him immediately. He pinned me to the bed, and climbed over. I split my legs into two allowing him to fit In-between me. Sex for me was not a sport, it was an eventful adventure, that left me gasping for more of the person I was having it with, and that’s why I had to make sure that Tyler wasn’t going to play me like the others he had been with. It took all the time for me to say yes to him, but it was worth the wait.

I moaned gently as his hands found their way to my legs, and inside me. He knew how to use his fingers to stimulate me. Not that I wasn’t stimulated, but he knew what to do to me. in all honesty, I did not mind whatever he did, I just wanted his body on mine, I wanted him to look me in the eye as he rummaged me, and say to me that he loved me. I wanted to see him gasp for breath, because it took it away. He knew how to talk dirty too, and I liked it. I liked him to worship me as we made love, I loved that he did not spare words. I wanted to see him vulnerable to me, I wanted to see him express his emotions and give into them.

He circled around my orifice to find my clit, I was slippery as smooth ice. “I love you Rose. I do” he said. His brows curved inward to form a triangle, while his forehead ruffled and the furrows were visible. I felt a rush of hot liquid run through my body, I propelled myself with my legs as though I could enter his body. Then we kissed again, and again. He took his hands away from my centre and let them crouch on my breasts.

Then he slid his lips away from my lips and traveled down to my waist, making stops at my neck, nipples, and my cleavage. Kissing, and licking on his way. I was in an ecstatic bubble, and he was prodding it intelligently. Kyle knew women. It was as if he had a degree in female anatomy, he knew the right places to go to, the right moves to make, the right sounds, at the right time. Or maybe I was just into him, I am not sure. I had had sex with many other guys before him, I was vulnerable to anyone who professed love and showed me a level of kindness. I wasn’t the one night stand type, I was the date-me-to-get-sex type, and I dated a lot of men. But for Kyle, his was different. Perhaps all the other memories I had faded under the influence of the recent ones. But, Kyle stood out for me.

He began to use his tongue, really touching the sensors. I could taste the pleasure. My toes curved inwards, I pulled on the sheets, and began to moan a little louder. He knew he was doing it right, so he continued. I began to shiver, my ecstatic bubble was going to burst,

“Fuck me…”

“What?”

“Get inside.” I said, as I didn’t even have time to reciprocate his favor, the routine was cunnilingus, then fellatio, but there was no time now to balance the sheets, we just had to get into it. He took off his pajamas, and navigated himself inside me. He filled me up. He was firm, had girth, and some length too. Every woman’s dream, right? I never liked the way porn actors did it, I always preferred to be made love to.

He thrust gently. I grabbed his butt and slapped it at will. Then he pulled out, and ordered me to turn around. I knew what he meant, so I willingly turned around, placed my head low, and elevated my hips. It was like when a servant bowed before a king, only that my ass was facing him. He slipped in, and this time, the beast in him manifested.

He thrust a little faster. Because of the shape of his penis, it was pleasurable. After a while, he pushed me till I was flat on the bed, and then he moved thrust slowly. In and out, like there was a slow tempo he was following. My head spun. I never wanted it to stop, then I felt it again, that rush of liquid through my body, it was hot, exciting and very enjoyable. I knew what was coming next, he kissed my neck and said,

“It’s okay, I am ready too.”

I allowed myself to go. I jerked. He held me firmly to himself while he fucked me harder. After I was done, I felt him too. He pulled out, because we didn’t have condoms. It was fine by me. He had given me all I wanted . . .

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