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Going to bed sad
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Going to bed sad I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm just ......... down. It's time for bed and I just want to lie here. Alone. But you're next to me. The heat is keeping me up. The depression is driving me crazy. I feel like I'm falling into a rabbit hole and, as I sing deeper and deeper into oblivion I see all the pain and problems of the world flashing before my eyes. Oh, if only I could .... "You're not hugging me up?" A voice, once sweet like honeycomb, now filters through the chaos of my warped perception of the world and comes through in my mind as the shrill voice of a 95 year old hag. How could I reply? I don't want my love. I don't want to feel my angel. As I lay on my side wallowing in self pity she seems like a crocus bag full of weights that I must carry. Oh! If only I had a knife or a gun! I would ...... "Hug me up?" Again, that voice. It once belonged to and angel, but now - but here - who can tell. She wriggles her body until her back is against my chest, and her butt is well up on my crotch. I adjust my arms to be more comfortable. They go around her. No, I'm not hugging her. I'm definitely not placing them against her breasts. Oh, her plump supple breasts. How I hate them right now because even them I can find no delight in! What's the use ....... Her hand, like the snap of my strict third grade teacher in front my face, jolts me to this world. I'm too old now; too experienced. The daydream does not end. It pauses long enough to see what a selfish little bitch she is. At a time like this all you can think of is looking for my dick?! I remember a time when those adroit hands made me harder than I had ever been. Now, instead of filling me with pleasure, they fill me with anger and hatred. What's the use? What's the point of ...... SHIT! What the fuck was that? Damn woman! No, no, no, no, no, no, No, NO, No, NO, NO NO NO!!!!!! Not the balls! Not the ......! "Oh sweet Jesus!" I blurt out. What an angel God has created! My mind continues. Her gentle touch was like the strong cool winds of the Caribbean, blowing away the impending insanity and filling my soul with such warmth, such tenderness, such happiness, such purpose, such incredible pleasure. "That's better," she says as she pulls down my pants just enough to free my slightly swollen cock. She raises up her nightgown so that her butt is exposed, and presses back against me so she can feel my shaft through her panties. Her full hips gyrate skillfully against my growing shaft. I find myself pressing up against her, reaching beneath her nightgown to fell her firm stomach. But this is not what she wants. She pushes me off and pulls off her panties. Leaving her nightdress on, she pushes me back onto the bed and climbs on top. Oh did Aphrodite personally train this angel? She doesn't take me in! She just sits on top of me, letting me feel the outside of her vagina while she slowly moves back and forth on me. My hands try to feel her silky smooth legs, but they are stopped instantly and detained above my head. Strands of her luxurious hair fall to the side of my face and I can make out the intoxicating smell of her shampoo. Oh, what an aphrodisiac! My eyes close to allow my nostrils to grab as much of the aroma as possible. Then I feel her wet tender lips gently touching mine. Her soft kisses telling me so much. Muah, how worried she was about me. Muah, how much she cares for me. Muah, how much she loves me. Over and over she reassures me of her love. But between her legs she feels how much I appreciate her concern. I have gotten so hard and long for her! She raises up on one knee and takes me inside of her. Slowly. Her eyes closed to savor every inch. She pauses to rip off her nightgown and reconfine my hands to their prison above my head. Then she begins. Slow, deep strokes. Making me feel how wet she is all the way in. She slides me out until I am almost to the point of slipping out before she slides me back into her. In the dim light from the adjacent bathroom I can see the silhouette of he majestic breasts. The expression on her face reflects intense delight. She can't take control of me like this! Who does she think I am? Some whinny depressed man? IT's time for a prison break! I jerk my hands free from her grasp and, in one swift motion, flip her onto her back and climb on top of her. Before she can even think of regaining control I drive my massive shft deep into her. Her moan rises like a white flag. I drill deep into while reaching to fell the softness of her legs. Oh, her feet and calves are up against my sides, but her silky thighs, her full hips ...... Her arms wrap around my broad chest. I plant sweet kisses along her neck. The pleasure rises. Her moans become desperate as we struggle to hold on to this moment and make it last forever. Oh, but I can't help it. I can feel my dam ready to burst! Her nails dig into me. (Thank God for acrylic, else I would be the one having a loud orgasm!) Her legs pressing me on her as she rides the intense convulsions from her orgasm. Her whole body tighten. Her pussy squeezes my swollen shaft and drives me crazy. My dam explodes and I give her the deepest hardest thrusts that are humanly possible, until, finally ........... Mmmmmmm. I love to feel her sweet lips against mine! "Come on hunny. Get up. You're going to be late!" Was it a dream? Was it my imagination? No. Pleasure like this can only come from a real sex goddess. Satisfaction like this only comes from a real lover. Happiness and purpose like I feel now can only come from a real angel. Look out world, I'm coming for ya! |
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