My Sexual Rebirth
I have just woken up and, as usual, I feel awful. My head aches, my mouth is dry, my body aches all over and I need a pee. I stagger out of bed and shuffle to the bathroom. As usual my pee is almost dark orange as I am very dehydrated, the result of too much alcohol and not enough water. When I finish peeing, I look in the mirror and am horrified at my appearance. My skin is dry with a grey pallor, my face is beginning to grow wrinkles and my hair looks like straw. Looking further down my body I am growing around the waist and the skin is beginning to hang. In short, I am a mess, and I am getting worse. If I carry on like this, I shall probably die at a very young age. But it was not always like this. Just six months ago I was a very happy, fit and ambitious young man with a gorgeous wife and the world was at our feet. Now, just six months later it has all changed, following the Jennifer's death, which I cry over and mourn every day.
Jennifer was diagnosed with a very aggressive form of breast cancer and within three months she was dead. The diagnosis hit both of us very hard and, whilst she has died, I am still alive and missing her every day. She was my best friend, my future and my life, and now without her I am not functioning properly on any level. I am working nonstop, drinking too much alcohol and not enough water, not eating properly and am almost a recluse. And I know I must change. So today, after seeing myself in the mirror, I vow to start the change process to get back to a place where I know Jennifer would be proud of me and I can begin to do her life and our short time together justice. But where do I start? That question stayed with me for much of the day until I remembered something that we had both said we should do at some time. That was to follow up on the brief experience Jennifer had had with Indian therapies before we knew each other and were married. These therapies were something she was very interested in but had never been able to get to learn fully about. So, when I got home from work, on time and without going to the pub for the first time I could remember, I pulled out one of her old address books to look up the details of an Indian Therapy clinic she knew of in the UK. I found what I was looking for but saw that it was quite old and wondered if it still existed. After I had something to eat, I decided that I would go online to find out.
I searched for Indian Therapy Clinics and a whole pile of options appeared. I didn't really know what I was looking for so scanned the first ten hits, but whilst nothing interested me, it did tell me what I was not seeking. After checking out another twenty or so I had listed five potential places that were not too far away but, outrageously expensive. I then e mailed each of them asking if they had any vacancies for two weeks' time and what the cost would be, signing off as James Mason. By the time I had done this it was nearly ten o'clock and I had not touched any alcohol, so I decided to shower and go to bed. I went to the bathroom, undressed and turned on the shower, stepping in as soon as the water was up to temperature. I was pleased with my day, no late night, no booze and the first step into my changed future. Once I finished the shower, I dried off, cleaned my teeth and went to bed. I always slept naked, something that both Jennifer and I had always done, but soon found I could not sleep. As I lay there then inevitably my thoughts turned to Jennifer and the day, she died which was all I had focused on for the last six months. Inevitably, I started to feel depressed and hard done-by, so, somehow, I knew I had to change that focus. So, I tried to remember the first time that we had sex. At first it was hard to lose the negative images but slowly I was able to change my focus to that good time we shared, and I was able to replay the experience in my mind.
We had been out in the countryside for the day and got back to my flat after picking up a meal at our favourite Chinese takeaway. During the meal we spoke of our future together and I asked her to marry me. She said she would, and I took her in my arms for a celebratory kiss. We both enjoyed the kissing, and we were soon exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. I was holding her head in my hand and with the other holding her close to me so that our bodies were melded together. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest with her hard nipples like little daggers on my chest. My penis was already erect, and it was lodged between her legs as she rubbed herself against it. She slipped gently from my arms and started to undo the buttons of my shirt, saying "I want you naked, then I shall get naked, and we will make love." Once my shirt was undone, she lifted it from my waist and took it off. Then she told me to sit down and pulled off my shoes and socks. Next, I was told to stand up and she started to undo my belt, followed by my trousers which she dropped down my legs leaving me just in my pants which were tented around my penis. Jennifer then knelt and slipped her fingers in the band of my pants and slowly pulled them down as my penis jumped forward and hit her on her chin. She took hold of my penis and slipped the head between her lips pushing back the foreskin as it disappeared into her mouth. As my foreskin retreated so her warm mouth and saliva enveloped the head and I let out a deep sigh as she sucked it deep to the back of her mouth. She then let it slowly slip out and she began to alternate licking the ridge under the head and sucking me back into her mouth. It felt amazing and, whilst other girls had taken me into their mouth, this was the best experience I had ever had, and I told her so. I also asked her to slow down otherwise I would come so she released me saying "You better not I want you inside me and you need to undress me first," as she got to her feet.
I did not need a second invitation, so I lifted the shirt she was wearing over her head and dropped it to the floor. Then I undid her skirt and dropped that as she kicked off her shoes leaving her in just her bra and pants. I stood back and admired her body before reaching around to undo her bra and as I did so I once again could feel her nipples digging into my chest. As I released her bra, I could feel the weight of her breasts as I removed it, and I cupped each breast in my hands and rubbed her nipples with each thumb. She reacted immediately with the shudder that seemed to go right down the length of her body. I continued to move my hands to her pants and pulled them off her hips and down her legs and she stepped out of them. I was in awe of her body, her breasts, her flat belly, shapely legs and most of all her pubic mound, with her ginger hair, that protruded further than that of any other woman I had ever seen. I knelt in front of her to better appreciate her womanly features and was pleased to see her pink inner labia protruding from her vagina and so I dipped my tongue into her and was pleased to find that she was already quite wet, and her taste was incredible. I sucked on her labia and then slipped my tongue up her slit to feast on her protruding clitoris which made her sigh and pull slightly away saying, "please be gentle it is very tender." Taking her at her word I stood up and kissed her letting her taste herself on my lips and tongue and then scooped her up to take her to my bed.
Laying her on my bed I took each nipple in turn into my mouth whilst exploring between her legs with my fingers slipping first two fingers and then three inside her as she opened her legs to give me full access. Her vagina felt just heavenly as my fingers slid through her folds until I could feel her g spot which I slowly rubbed taking care not to press too hard. By now Jennifer was squirming under me as she reached to take hold of and rub my penis going from the head to the base making me even harder. "Please come into me" pleaded Jennifer, "I need you to fuck me, and I am on the pill," so I moved across her body to between her legs. She grasped my penis and moved it to her vagina rubbing it up and down her lips and then raised her hips and invited me in. I moved forward and as soon as it touched her, I could feel her suck me deep inside. We both started to move, me back and forth and her squeezing her muscles to hold me in. I thrust harder and she returned it with an even tighter grip on my penis and I could see that she was close to coming. A few more thrusts and her orgasm hit hard, her muscles clamped tight, and I was held in place. As she continued to hold me, I could feel my sperm rising in my penis and I erupted shooting right into the depths of her vagina. We were both spent and just lie in each other's arms as we came down from our orgasmic highs and my penis slowly shrank inside of her. Eventually I pulled out and lay beside her, both of us sated in our lovemaking. Jennifer cuddled into my side and we both fell asleep.
I awoke with a start realising that I had been dreaming and reality slowly kicked back in. Jennifer was dead and I had to reboot my life and what better way to start than to relive our first sexual encounter which I was now aiming to keep at the front of my mind and use it as the stimulus for my future. I went back to sleep until morning when I went to work with w renewed desire to kickstart my life.