My Boyfriend and I Watch Porn

My Boyfriend and I watch a lot of porn, part two

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I was standing outside Professor Rao's office the next day. I was wearing these pink chinos, with ragged edges, just below my knees. I had a pair of pink open toed pumps and a pink wife beater which I got online at the Chinese retailer, Tenu or something like that.

After Tom left for work today I rubbed some CBD on my outer lips, which was sort of weird, it tingled and stunk to high heavens. It didn't so much as help so much as it was the inner walls of my cunt that ached. I didn't really trust the morning after pill's help in keeping me without his baby.

He unlocked the door and gestured with his hand that I go in first. I did so and it was like his dick took over my brain and my hips swayed and I looked over my shoulder at him biting my lip. I walked around his desk and pushed my chinos down and stepped out of them and pulled the wife beater off and sat on the desk and laid back and hooked my arms around my knees with the pointy heels sticking up to the ceiling.

By the end of the week, I was totally stretched out for him and the sex with him was incredible, just fucking wondrous. Twenty five days of porn star quality sex.

Sometime during the second week, I told him I loved him and I did. I could not imagine not having this man fucking me. Tom was working and actually travelled a little bit, so between fake periods and a few blow jobs, I was able to keep his now small dick out of the Holland Tunnel my cunt had now become, but I was dreading having the "We have to talk," statement which was inevitable.

While Tom was gone I had moved some of my clothes into Potluri's home. We were openly living together now and I told Carrie. I mean I told her EVERYTHING!!! I took a dick pick of him in the shower and sent it to her. Then another with my face next to it.

I asked him one morning, "Baby, I want your babies. Just think about. I will go off the pill and I know you can't marry me of course, but I would be proud to have your kids.

For two months I was off the pill and we monkey fucked. Nothing. Nada. Bupkis. No babies. He loved to titty fuck me, so I scooped up some of it and took it to a clinic in the University district and a week later, the results came back. No swimmers at all.

I wanted a family with him so badly. I texted Carrie and asked if I could come by and talk. Daddy had given me this older SUV a Japanese Isuzu Trooper, it was pretty zippy, tuned exhaust, five speed, great sound system and oh it was a four by four and other stuff. So I headed to her place.

When I got there, she had some green tea and a plate full of oatmeal raison cookies. I asked about the kids and Dick, her Dick her husband.

"She said, he's fine, on the road quite a bit. Sorry for the quick segue, but how is T-Rex Dick?"

I started sniffling and said, "I can't have his babies, because he's sterile and I can't marry him, because he's in the top caste in India. I have to stop with him, I want to be a mom and have kids. I've avoided fucking clueless Tom, because even he would figure out that his eight inches was lost in my huge gaping cunt."

Carrie just stared at me and then said, "Connie can you keep a secret, so help you God?"

I was stunned to hear that coming from her, she was mom for all intents and purposes. I nodded yes and then said, "Yes of course until I die. You're my real mom."

Her face melted when I said that and she said, "Honey I feel like you're mine too."

We hugged and she pulled back.

She said, "Our youngest is four now and about a year ago, I knew there was something wrong with Dick. I mentioned the travel, but we really slowed down in the bedroom and if he wanted to fuck, it was in my ass, only. Which I like and have liked our whole marriage, but he started wearing a fucking condom. I talked to Daddy and he gave me the number for an investigation firm and just to say I was his daughter."

"It turns out Dick is bi-sexual and is on Grindr and has three boy friends and one couple. I had him served at work and cited adultery and pictures and videos attached earlier this week. My attorney said that it would be useful to do that, particularly since I want both custody and child support. I got a restraining order that requires him to give me a certificate for whether he has HIV or other STIs. The whole family will know shortly, please let me control the information, okay?"

I nodded and leaned forward and hugged her and rocked her and I said, "I love you mom."

She burst loose in sobs and wailed like a three alarm fire signal. I got a wash cloth after a bit and washed her off and said, "Kids don't know yet?"

"Daddy, "I asked.

She said, "Yes he knows."

Continuing on, "She said, I got a test for STIs three weeks ago and I am clean, but it will be maybe five months on the condition regarding HIV."

"Do you want me to kick his cock sucking ass, I asked."

She rolled her eyes and had a little smirk and shook her head no.

She said, "You should have the talk with Tom and let him go. He's a great guy and rocked your world until you met T-Rex dick. Let T-Rex own your cunt until you find someone that big who you can marry."

Women plan, goddess laughs. I drove home and made dinner for Potluri, I had some IPA (India Pale Ale) and I'd made pork vindaloo and chicken tiki masala and jasmine rice. After dinner I sat on his face and made love to his dick with my mouth and my hands and then he fucked my brains out. He literally owned my cunt.

We were laying there and I put my big soft thigh over him and I said, "How many kids do you have baby?"

He said, "Eight."

I asked, "Do you have any pictures, " he grabbed his phone from the bed stand and quickly showed me a picture of this Indian MILF with huge tits, huge hips wearing a sari, wrap around with red stilettos showing at the bottom. Beautiful girls, six of them and two boys."

I did love him and felt I owed him this.

I said, "Baby you know, caste be damned, that I love you with all my heart, right?"

He nodded at me and sweet Jesus, I saw that he loved me too right then and there.

"This is going to be hard, but I owe you this. I've been trying to get pregnant for three months. When you titty fucked me I gathered your cum and had it checked.

You have zero sperm count, no swimmers. Did you have a recent injury that might have injured your balls? Mumps as a child?"

He said, "Mumps."

"What will you do, " I asked him.

He said, I live outside Mumbai, my parents and siblings, She lives in my home there along with her children. DNA tests will confirm this with her kids. Once confirmed, they will be removed and sent back to her family with her as the whore and her whore spawn. They're poor and live to the north in a farming village.

"Baby, how long will you be gone?"

"Probably half a year or so," he said.

I twisted back and got my phone and went into my pictures and showed him Carrie.

"This is Carrie, my sister. She calls you T-Rex Dick. I'm going to reconnect with Tom and see if we might have a future. I need to go cold turkey on you. If he tried to fuck me in my cunt tonight I could not feel him. Eight inches is nice, but you might be twice as big and twice as thick. You made me a size queen. I have fallen hard in love with you and this going to break my heart. When you get back Carrie will be your energizer bunny and will fuck your brains. She has four kids, going through a divorce, even though she's my oldest sister, she's my mom."

He left the next day and I moved some stuff back to Daddy's and some to Tom's, he had not noticed. I texted him saying, I had a thing I am doing with my girl classmates. I knew if I quit putting a baseball bat into my cunt, it would tighten up. I hoped it would take one full menstrual cycle.

I read online, YouTube had instructional videos about how to do Kegels and how they supposedly tightened your cunt up after having children. I went nuts on them for a month. I went on a retreat to Kettle Falls which is in the extreme Northeastern part of Washington state with one of the teacher's assistants (Natalie) for my last

literature class. There was a retired state park, that these very old hippies had acquired, who were Natalie's parents.

I had graduated, but skipped the ceremony and spent three months with Natalie. I told her everything back to my fuckbag mother, Tommy and my gangbang time and Potluri's monster cock, Kegels and my need for love.

It became regular for us to smoke a lot of weed. One night we were outside and her mom (Jasmine) was giving me this very gentle massage with all this snake oil stones and oils too. It WAS incredible. I was always baked, being baked let me feel stuff, it's not that weird really, but what mattered. I let go of all this slut shaming I had directed at myself.

Another thing I realized that was that nobody owed me anything, I was not a victim, no matter what. I was here right now, kind of a fuck the Pope moment, I could be with whomever I wanted to be, or being by myself was fine.

I realized that the difference between loneliness and solitude was that being lonely was what everyday people felt and solitude was the mask that writers like Thoreau and Emerson wrapped around it a chimera if you will.

Jasmine's fingers felt like butterfly wings, just a little more than a breeze. She was all over my very tanned fat ass and along the coverage of my cheek as it went down to my butt crack, then she touched, barely touched the inside of my thigh which was touching my other thigh and my thighs spread apart as if on some electric motor. She would not stop, just here and there and I heard this woman's voice, softly moaning.

She pinched ever so lightly my ass and the woman groaned louder. Who the fuck was that? She was touching my thighs again and I started to bounce around, as if I was pushing my mound into the mat I was laying on and more groaning, I felt the voice in my throat and it was me and I said, "I'm so close don't stop, please don't stoppppp!!"

This was new and I loved it, so gentle. I thought I was just about over and she started feasting on my ass. Soft tongue, stiff, very long tongue that she formed into a "U" shaped instrument and she gently fucked me for, well into the darkness, stars lit the sky.

I pulled her up for a kiss, my body felt so relaxed and her face was beatific. I tried to kiss my way into her heart. I pulled back and said, "As you've discovered, I'm very submissive and I'm begging you to sit on face, cum on my face, grind your pubes into my lips. I've been cheating on my fiancée with this Indian man with a porn star dick. I do love Tom and Potluri and now you. I've never felt so good."

"All that said, I feel horrific shame about my dishonesty with Tom. I mean I get fuck who you will, but don't lie, don't sneak around. I think I need to head home and talk to some folks and see where I'm going to take next steps."

Jasmine said, "Natalie is in love with you, she's thirty six and has four kids. My husband is not her biological father. He is the father of her children."

I let out this loud Sylvester the puddy tat sigh and said, "On that note or frosting on the cake, give her my love, but I'm out of here, " it took me about fifteen minutes to get my stuff into the Trooper and fire her up and wend my way west and south. I turned my phone off and put on some Tom Petty and he was singing,

"She's a good girl, loves Jesus and Elvis too, now I'm free falling..."

End My Boyfriend and I watch a lot of porn, part two

Coming soon marriage off the front burner Connie and chlamydia again.