DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction. The characters depicted herein are all 18-years-old or older. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, or events, past or present, are strictly coincidental.
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I've been with my girlfriend for only three years. We didn't start out conservative, we were liberal and horny as hell. But it already feels like we've transformed into an old married couple. Everyday is the same routine: she studies nutrition and I write stories, we go out for a day of exercise and come home for a TV movie, then at night it's always the same moves in bed. I was able to make her cum the first time we had sex without a condom. But ever since, she's been so relieved she didn't get pregnant that I've had to wear protection every time we do it. Now it seems impossible to make her cum with just straight sex. But she doesn't want to try anything else.
She had previously been traumatized by her last boyfriend. She was a sweet innocent little virgin who had fallen in love with a narcissistic asshole and once he managed to brainwash her into sex, he was suddenly fucking her mercilessly. She told me everything he did was painful and humiliating and any pleasure she might have felt in it was short-lived and bittersweet. As far as she could recall, he never once brought her to orgasm.
They had tried pretty much everything already, from trading positions on top, handjobs, blowjobs, doggystyle, and even anal which was an act she dared not repeat because it brought her nothing but pain. She had even let him have sex with her while under a blanket while her little sister sat just inches away watching tv. She had told me every kinky little detail about her sex life with her ex-boyfriend. I don't think she had the capacity to be aroused by the struggle she inspired in me, my being torn between bitter jealousy and anger toward her brazen former lover and the sad but undeniable fact that her stories had me more aroused than I had any right to be. She usually seemed to be more distressed when she realized all that she had divulged to me.
She told me that some of the things that I did reminded her of him and really turned her off so I had to remember not to do those things again. But there were some things I still wished I could do.
Shane's five feet tall with dark locks and hazel eyes. From the first moment I laid eyes on her, I've been mesmerized by how absolutely adorable she is. She is very particular and her body is more sensitive to pain than pleasure, so if things aren't done just right, she mentally shuts down to shut out the pain. This basically means that I'm left fucking a ragdoll and I can't get off that way.
Shane has always needed me to be on top though we've tried all manner of positions. Although the first time she came, she was on top, it hasn't worked since. Her favorite position is lying on her belly and having me fuck her from behind. We've tried doggystyle as well, but we both tire easily. For two people who exercise regularly, we certainly don't have great stamina. Unfortunately, she is so damned tight and my dick was so sensitive to her slippery pussy that the combination typically would have me ejaculate prematurely when I would start to thrust deeper inside her where she would really start to moan in pleasure. We even tried sex in public, but that really only inspired her to hurry rather than fueling her sexual fires... and it had been her idea.
So, usually, when all was said and done, the only way I could get her off was with my hands. I've tried to eat her out, but there's not enough friction and she doesn't really get much out of it. Despite what some might describe as being a sad excuse for a sex life, she and I remain crazy about each other. Which is all the more reason why I long to give her the pleasure she deserves.
Now I've been doing a lot of sex research and last night, I finally persuaded her that we had to start trying things a little differently. The one thing I can count on Shane for is to give anything a try once... and I knew that if I could get her drunk, she'd gladly try again something she'd already given up on.
Things were fairly regular for us for most of the day. I had a deeply thought out plan to fulfill Shane's nearly impossible needs and had told her to plan on seeing no one other than me. Our night wouldn't be interrupted by friends or family. It would just be us.
I made sure I had everything prepared. I rented a hotel room to replicate the first time we had sex. I filled it with an evening's worth of kinky and romantic items. I then took Shane out for a night on the town. Usually, there wasn't really much to do where we lived, but we're both fairly easily entertained. I took her bowling where we had our laughs. I took her to her favorite place to eat which was overflowing with a health-nut's wet-dreams. We played and danced together in a large park as the sun went down.
We almost got mugged in the park. But we had both already had a few drinks and, despite how scared I was, I wasn't about to let anything or anyone hurt Shane. So, don't ask me how, because I really don't remember, but I ended up seriously injuring the guy and he ran off. That sure was a shot of adrenaline though and when I had looked at Shane, I could tell by the look on her face that she was ready for whatever else might happen that night.
So we retired to the hotel room I'd reserved. We were both tipsy and aroused and were very tempted to just hop into bed and go at it like the teenagers we had been only a few years earlier. But I made sure we took our time. The door was locked with the "Do Not Disturb" sign hung and Shane and I had begun to undress. It was easy for me to get naked far ahead of Shane. I then assisted her in getting her clothes off. She tried to kiss me as I pulled her shirt over her head. I teased her with my lips and gave her a quick lick causing her to giggled lightly.
While we were standing together in the room completely naked, Shane took the time to admire my form. Personally, I don't really think I'm much to look at. I've always had a touch of Body Image Dysphoria. All I see in the mirror is a scrawny hairy guy with maybe a cute face. I was also not as well endowed as Shane had claimed her ex had been. I supposed that as long as I was hard, she found it to be pleasing to the eye.
She was awfully grabby in her drunken and horny state of mind, but I dragged her into the shower where we made-out as we bathed each other. When we felt clean, I got out first as Shane continued kissing me. I wanted to give her a chance to privately try on her slinky new underwear that I'd bought her. I'd only seen it on a mannequin and didn't really know what she would look like in it. But dressing sexily would be the one thing she hadn't done with her boyfriend and I knew it would be an exciting experience for her.
When she came out of the bathroom, she modeled in her new underwear seductively. Normally, she would have been rather shy, but with the alcohol in her, modeling for me was very exciting for her. The underwear looked so sexy on her. She wore a white garter and corset which pushed her tits up and close together exposing the top of her breasts and ample cleavage.
She didn't know it, but the matching white panties she was now wearing were actually edible, a feature I planned to put to use tonight.
"So, what do you think?" She finally asked me, as if the lust in my eyes and my throbbing erection weren't evidence enough that I enjoyed the view.
"You look so damned sexy, baby." Shane and I didn't talk to each other like this normally, which is why I felt it added to the intensity of the night. Shane seemed inclined to agree as a shy smile turned into a devilish grin as she looked me over. I patted the foot of the bed with my palm, inviting her over.
When she arrived, rather than actually have her sit, I stood her up between my knees. It had always gotten her ready for sex before to be between my legs. Whether rubbing her crotch against mine or rubbing my groin with her ass, she always seemed to want to drag me into the bedroom shortly after.
"What do want to do now..?" She asked suggestively. She looked behind her at the tv in the room. "Do you want to watch something?"
I looked at her curiously. I didn't know where that came from.
"Do you want to watch a dirty movie?"
"A dirty movie..? You mean a porno..?" I couldn't believe it when she nodded. I had never expected her to suggest something like that. She must have really been drunk.
