Krista and I had a very tumultuous relationship. We spent the majority of our relationship apart and not speaking. These resting periods would be followed by a few weeks of the most intense and satisfying sex I've ever had, followed by escalating arguments until we needed another break. I should have gotten completely out of the relationship sooner. I didn't because the sex was as crazy and intense as she was. Krista would do anything I wanted, any time I wanted it and anywhere we could find a private spot. She would come up with interesting new ways of making me cum and spring them on me when I wasn't expecting sex at all. Early one Saturday morning for example she gave me the best hand job that I have ever experienced.
We had recently gotten back together from a fight and had spent the past few weeks fucking like animals. Things were starting to slow back down to a regular pace but her insane level of jealousy had not yet resurfaced. Her parents were out of the state and she was staying in their home while it was up for sale. They had a nice house and the master bedroom had a California King sized bed. It was perfect for sleeping and fucking. We spent the weekend doing just that. After fucking all over the house the day before, we retired to her parents bedroom that night to sleep.
Before dawn, she got hungry and went and got several pieces of fruit, sliced them up and brought them to bed. She woke me up by putting slices of green apple in my mouth. We had a light breakfast and dozed in and out a bit as the sun came up. We spent many mornings just like this; napping, holding each other and exploring each other's bodies. I slipped away to the restroom as the sun was first peaking into the window and tried not to wake her up if she was sleeping. When I returned to bed, she rolled over to me and put her head on my chest and started rubbing my chest and eventually had her hand in my underwear. She worked my underwear down to my knees and I worked it the rest of the way off so I could open my legs for her hands to explore.
She spent a lot of time stroking my cock, playing with my balls and tickling my taint and crack. She knew exactly how to tease me and get my cock so hard that it hurt. The more she played, the further she moved her head down toward my erection. I was hoping that at any minute she would slide her head down, and take a deep gasp of air which had become almost like a signature sound for her prior to gobbling cock. She kept playing and teasing, but I never heard the gasp.
She had moved close enough to my cock that I could feel her breath on me. She would use her fingernails to claw my shaft and then pull the skin of my ball sack almost to the point of pain. I loved when she did this. I had grown too aroused, impatient and hungry for a taste of pussy to let her keep playing. I knew if she kept this up that I would cum. I told her that if she continued teasing me that I was going to cum on myself.
