Sharon’s Christmas Visit to Me...

Everything you read here is true. Only our names and our friend's names are changed.

Sharon was visiting me over the Christmas period. We planned our time together which included time spent with close friends over the festive period.

We had bought and made some new toys to try! Sharon had bought some new lingerie. So everything was good and both of us were happy with our plans. But I fucked it all up. Playing in a highly competitive game of squash, I fell badly against the wall. My shoulder took the impact of the fall. The pain was something I had never experienced before. I was taken to hospital, had an X-ray and luckily nothing was found to be broken.

Over the next few days before Sharon's arrival, I was in a poor state; severe shoulder and muscle pain, taking constant pain relief pills and a complete lack of sleep.

I explained to Sharon what had happened. Her immediate response was for my welfare, but mine was the fact I had fucked up our planned sex over the time she was here. She, in true Sharon style, decided, oh no, that won't stand in our way, and it didn't.

Thursday

Sharon arrived on time and we met in arrivals, hugged and kissed passionately, she being extra cautious not to hang on my shoulder.

On the short train journey to mine, we talked about how good it was to be together again, but I was perhaps a little too apologetic about my injury.

"You let me worry about that. I'll take the lead." She said.

Into the apartment, we kissed hard. Sharon had bought a bottle of bourbon with her. "Let's open this," she said, "It's going to kill the pain so we can fuck."

We drank an awful lot of bourbon whilst we undressed each other.

Prior to Sharon's visit, we both agreed over our Sexdeos that there would be no wanking or sexual play for the whole week before Sharon's arrival. We thought we would save it up for this first fuck. Sure, we were both full of cum waiting to be released, but in reality, it didn't serve us well.

Sharon told me to lay on the bed. "I want this tool to be as hard and long as I can get it before I fuck you."

"You fuck me?"

"That's right, I'm going to suck you hard so you're ready to go into me stiff as fuck."

She started to suck me and her hands were everywhere. After a week of denial, I was ready for her.

"Hey, come and sit on my face."

She did, in very quick time.

At first I was gentle with her, until she grabbed the back of my head and forcibly drove my face full into her cunt. She was incredibly wet, squirming around for a time whilst I licked and nibbled on her clit.

She was close to orgasm. "Let me get this baby hard again." She moved back down to my dick and started sucking on me.

"Hey, quick sit on me."

She did and began to ride me hard. I grabbed and rubbed her nipples. And with sharp intakes of breath, we both came together. Both exploding at the same time. Me arching my arse driving up into her. She pushing down, feeling my tool deep inside her.

Looking and smiling at each other, I was still stiff in her. She began to ride me again. "I want as much fuck time with you as I can get." Sure enough she orgasmed again. Her head thrown back, taking in large gulps of air. "I have so waited for this. You're cock in me like this, it feels so good."

As I slipped out of her, she moved to my side and we lay talking for a while. "That week of abstaining was a total waste of time." Was the only thing Sharon had on her mind. "Don't do that to me again."

"So it was my fault, my decision!"

"Fuck yes. I was happy to try it but never again."

It seemed Sharon was taking over control of our sex as she suggested.

She went and fetched our bourbon. It was helping with the shoulder pain and I began to feel quite relaxed. The bourbon and a good fuck relieving the tension.

"I'm getting hungry again. And I'm trying to work out whether it's cock or food I need? What do you need?"

"Well, I was thinking the same. Do I need pussy or food?"

"How about we fuck and then we eat?"

She was taking control again. I was happy with that as the bourbon was starting to have an effect on me. An empty stomach I thought.

We kissed whilst Sharon began to wank me. In a very short time I was hard again. "Ummm, we are in need aren't we!"

She kneeled either side of me. My hand moving and finding her pussy and then homing in on her clit. "This last week, all I could think about was you fucking my arse. I so want you to."

She moved to the edge of the bed, whilst I stood behind her, my tool at the ready. She was spread out, her arms long and slender, already starting to grab the bed sheets in anticipation. Her head pressed into the sheets as I spat onto her ass hole. I began massaging her arse as she let out small groans and moans of pleasure. I took hold of my tool and began forcibly pushing onto her ass hole. "Get in me, fuck me hard. I so fucking enjoy this." I pumped her and entered her more with each push. Her hole responded and seemed to open, allowing me to fuck her hard. Her hand began fooling around with herself. Soon she was screaming for me to fuck even harder. I thought I was but I rose to the challenge, so to speak. I don't think I had ever fucked her as hard as this before.

As she orgasmed, I spent myself into her ass hole. It was tight, hot and wet. I carried on pumping as long as I could but I was seriously spent. My dick softened and I removed myself and flopped onto her. "Do you know how good that is?"

"I know, I'm fucked."

We dressed, or should I say, Sharon dressed me, and we left for some food and drink.

We found a restaurant and ordered some light food and wine. The chat was about the days ahead and with my shoulder pain, how we would fuck and how limited we were going to be.

We talked about being together and our first fuck in some time. "I love you fucking my arse. I'd be happy for you to fuck it all the time but my pussy and clit need your attention!"

"Your ass hole is an oasis, wet and warm and I love to watch myself fuck you. I can slap your arse and scratch your back, but yes I agree, I love to lick and nibble on your cunt."

Again I began to apologise for injuring my shoulder and fucking our plans together. "Hey we'll be fine, just fine."

We returned back to the apartment, poured ourselves another bourbon and continued to sit and talk. About midnight, somewhat fairly pissed, I suggested it had been a long day for us both and felt we should get some sleep. Hoping against hope, I was hoping the amount of bourbon consumed would give me a badly needed good night's sleep.

We made our way to the bedroom, undressed and got into bed. "Spoon me, I need you close to me," were the last words I heard Sharon speak.