A typical day or night.
I lie on my back, my feet crossed high above Emily’s waist. She is deep inside me with our double ender. She is fucking me, but not like a man would fuck me. The unspeakable tenderness of this warms my very soul. Tears course freely down the sides of my face as I realise,, and not for the first time, how much I love this girl.
The slightest of movements transmits to me. Even if she just tightens internally, I feel it in my vagina. Her hands hold my face and her beautiful eyes pour themselves into mine. Although this is no fuck-fest, no perversion, she is talking dirty to me, using the phrases and words I adore, yet each and every one is preloaded with such love, such emotion.
I am as exposed as any girl can possibly be. My sex ready to be penetrated and indeed, she has penetrated me. She took forever to embed inside me. So slowly did she move that I came three times even before she was fully inside me.
She kisses me, and I taste the salt of my tears on her lips. “Oh, Anna. I love you more than life itself.” And speaking of life, something is different this time. This time, I feel the swell of her pregnancy against my tummy. She is carrying the baby I failed twice to carry. I will myself to imagine the child sharing my womb with Emily’s.
Not for the first time, I wish she could ejaculate real semen inside me. I would have loved her to get me pregnant. One time, we managed it. She allowed Alan to fuck her and cum inside her. Then she remastered some of that cum to me. It was a one in a million chance that I’d get knocked up, but it worked. Until it didn’t.
Now she starts to fuck me. In and out. In and out. Between kisses, the words come. “You fucking whore.” I feel my vagina clenching on the dildo inside me, “You dirty little cunt.” Obscene, yes, but oh, you should hear the tone of love in her voice. “I want you to cum all over my dick….cum, squirt….,piss. Wet me with your love for me you fucking bitch.”
I grasp her bum and pull her as deeply in me as she could possibly get. “Im going to cum, Anna. I’m going to shoot my jizz all over your cervix.”She could, too. This particular double-ender can ejaculate. She can squeeze her vaginal muscles and it will shoot a semen like fluid from its tip. In this way, Emily has cum up my bum, and even cum on my face and in my mouth. I find her bum hole and press a finger inside it. She pushes back enjoying the forbidden penetration.
Then she holds my right boob, and squeezes hard. “Your tits are rock solid. You horny cunt.” I can’t hold on any longer. I bear down with everything I have. The orgasm rapes me…theres no other word. It tears my nether regions apart. I feel myself squirt, and I feel myself piss. The eroticism of it adds to the orgasm, but now I’m sobbing too. I Simon can’t put into words how much I love her. She’s my absolute life.
She holds me until my orgasm subsides, keeping it going by tiny movements inside me. When she withdraws, the bed is soaked as a I knew it would be. Emily rolls onto her back and as gently remove the dildo from her vagina.
She reaches down and positions it on her bum hole. I press it inside her and feel er yield to accept it. Licking her clit tells me how very close she is. No. It doesn’t matter whether or not she’s on her period, or whether she needs to pee. I’d accept anything from her. I lick her clit like I did when I was 14 and licked my first ever clit. Emily hisses in pleasure. Cum for me sweetie, oh, fucking cum. Cum all over my face.
I twist the dildo in her bum. Strange how she has come to adore this type of penetration. Ah, but only with me. Oh yes. Only with me. I swivel around so I can sit on her face. I know im dripping, but she doesn’t mind, I feel her tongue working my hole and I realise im going to cum again, but her first! Yes, her first..
Emily groans and her legs flex. I actually feel the contractions of her arse through the…whatever this thing is made of. I squeeze it rhythmically too. “Oooh fuck! “ the rest of her orgasm is lost in deep, guttural moans. Then I do something I know she adores. I pull the dildo from her bum and suck it. She shudders.
Then we cuddle. For how long? Oh, I don’t know. Minutes? Hours? Days? We cuddle until desire overtakes us again and our kissing becomes more urgent, and we find one another’s sex and begin the race to orgasm anew.
Good as it is, it’s never as good as this with anyone else. Emily asks me to tell her of a recent escapade I hade. I get into the detail of that dirty afternoon and she guides my fingers to her hole. “Call me her name.”
Then she talks about Summer. Sh tells me, in precise, clinical detail how much I want her before becoming Summer for me. With a slight twist. She has me force myself on her. Something I’d never do in real life. Emily tells me that my bottled up desire for Summer needs and outlet….so, Emily quickly pulls on a bra, panties and tights and invites me to force myself on Summer. Im surprised at the strength of my lust.
But then we can live out fantasies with one another. A wedding ring doesnt switch off desire. Just because we are married doesnt make us insensible to the charms of others. But Emily wonders if Summer would rape me? Well, there’s a question!
Emily wonders how I’d respond to being raped by this girl.
And so, we find out.
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