I thought I should explain how I became extremely libidinous. This is the story of my sexual awakening that changed my life. It is what started me on the road to sexual obsession that I now thoroughly enjoy. It was so long that I broke it up into 2 parts. It happened a few months after my 7 year marriage was dissolved through divorce. It's now been a few years, but I finally am comfortable to write about it and share myself to the world. But first let me give you a little background about myself. I hope you won't get too bored!
I was 20 when I lost my virginity. I only had 3 sexual partners before I got married at 23. I was a novice when it came to sex and my ten year older ex, was a lot more experienced. He taught me a lot, but I still didn't like sucking on his cock. The marriage turned sour when I found out that I couldn't have children. It was as though our sex life disappeared and his verbal abuse began. He told me for years that I was unattractive and that no one would want a barren girl like me. Finally, just before I turned thirty, he gave me divorce papers. He said he had found someone who could give him kids; I was devastated.
So, when my company sent me to Vegas for a week long seminar, my friend told me to take the opportunity to find a hunk and have him fuck my brains out. She said sex had always been a cure for her troubles and she felt that was what I needed to get back to living. I guess she was tired of my complaining and my constantly depressed state. So now you have my mind set.
Anyway, at registration I met Ken. We kept running into each other during the day and he finally asked me to dinner. We hit it off during dinner, but I just said goodbye the first night with just a handshake. I was so used to my mother telling me not to give it up earlier, because a guy wouldn't respect me in the morning. I went back to my room and used my vibrator thinking of him.
The next day I didn't see him until lunch, but again we went to dinner. This time I let him kiss me before we said good night. He did his best trying to persuade me to come back to his room. But I was a good girl and didn't go.
I didn't see him until the end of the third day. He seemed kind of happy to see me, but turned to walk away. I was disappointed because I'd been fantasizing about him putting his strong arms around me and sharing a passionate kiss.
"Ken," I said, "I've been thinking about you all day and they have been naughty thoughts. So I was wondering if we could have room service in your room tonight, instead of going out," I blurted without bothering to think about it.
He looked at me with his eyes twinkling, grabbed my hand and whisked me away. Even though there were others in the elevator, we were passionately kissing all the way up to his room. Once inside, we quickly undressed each other.
As I was in his arms he whispered, "Kathryn, I thought you didn't like me or something. God I want you so bad. You are so beautiful."
Oh my god! I hadn't been told I was beautiful in such a long time. I instantly became wet. The next thing I knew, he had me on my back with my legs spread apart. Then he devoured my pussy. I was in heavenly bliss as he dined at my clit. It had been so long that a guy did that to me.
I moaned in delight and sensually said, "Oh Ken, it's been such a very long time since I've had sex. So please take it slow."
As his fingers were rubbing my clit, he looked up at me, smiled and replied, "Kathryn, you are such an attractive lady. I can't believe guys aren't knocking down your door to make love to you."
"I wish that was true," I moaned.
Then he pushed two fingers into my very tight soaked pussy and continued licking my clit. I grabbed his head and pushed it harder on my wet slit. My hips were moving exuberantly, as he continued his meal in between my legs. I had them spread so wide enjoying his fingers tantalizing my pussy. Suddenly, I pushed his head deep into my pulsating pud of wetness, while gushing with a huge orgasm. I kept shaking for the longest time. When I let him go, he knelt up with a very wet face, smiled and asked if I enjoyed that. I nodded yes and took a deep breath. Then he said that I needed to suck on his cock and get him hard.
So he lay down on his back and I went over to his cock. Wow! He had it nicely trimmed. Being only the fifth guy I've ever seen naked, his manhood looked very inviting. I took it in my hand and began rubbing it. Then I flicked my tongue on his tip. Slowly I put it in my mouth and sucked on his head. A little bit more and I felt him rising to the occasion. It grew so big. I only could take only part of it in my mouth, but I did lick his shaft. It wasn't as bad as I remembered; not at all like my ex's smelly, bad tasting cock. Ken's was so yummy. I began to enjoy licking it like an ice cream cone. Once it was in my mouth again, he began pumping up. I gagged, when it reach too deep and lifted my head off gasping for air. As I continued rubbing his rock hard shaft with one hand, I looked into his eyes and smiled.
They were glistening as he said, "You aren't used to sucking a huge cock are you?"
I smiled, whipped the saliva off my chin, and answered, "I'm not used to taking any cock in my mouth. I have a better place to put that big thing."
I moved forward and positioned my pussy above his cock. Placing it at my wet entrance, I slowly sat down on his huge throbbing member. It felt so good going into my very tight pussy.
Once he was almost all the way in, I began bouncing up and down on top of him. It hurt a little at first, but after his thick rod stretched me out, it was pure pleasure. Lowering my breast over him, he took the hint and began playing with them. It felt so good, as he yanked on my nipples making them stand erect. He kept pumping up into me as I ground down on his cock. The feeling of my nipples being played with and his huge thick cock ramming in me, just did it. In a few minutes, I shook with another great orgasm. I fell on top of him and stopped moving.
He whispered, asking if I was OK. I just sighed that I was and told him that it'd been more than a year since I'd had sex. He didn't say anything. Suddenly, he pushed me off him and told me to lie on my back. Grabbing my legs, he dragged me to the edge of the bed. He stood in front of me and pushed my legs up over my body and thrust his cock back into me.
As he did, he said, "That is way too long Kathryn. Let's see if we can make up for lost time." He pushed his raging rod all the way in.
It felt so good. I had my eyes open leaning up on my arms watching that big thing going in and out of me. It made such nice slurping music, as he speedily pumped me. I started to build up to another wonderful orgasm, which is not normal for me. Usually one or two and I am done. But tonight, seeing his eyes twinkling while watching my boobs jiggling, I knew I was going to have another. Then he closed his eyes, leaned farther over me and bent my knees pushing my legs further up my body. It forced me to lie flat on my back. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sex music of his nice cock ramming in and out of me.
I usually don't talk during sex, but as I was building up to another wonderful orgasm, I blurted, "Oh God! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy Ken! Oh yes! That's it! Fuck it harder! Oh Yes! Ah! Ah! I just love it!"
I guess with my loud moaning he really started to thrust harder into me. I could feel all of him deep inside me, forcing another orgasm. A few more pumps and I gushed again, but he didn't stop impaling me. A minute later he grunted and pulled out. Instead of dumping it inside me, he placed his throbbing hard rod on my stomach and began squirting semen with some spattering on my boobs and face. When he finished, he laid next to me on the bed to catch his breath. I sat up and looked at the puddle of cum that was just dumped on my belly button.