My Boyfriend and I Watch Porn

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

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Author's note This is a story that involves infidelity and romance both. I try really hard to emulate stream of consciousness as used by great writers like William Faulkner, Ken Kesey, Jack Kerouac and Lawrence Ferlinghetti. I'm not as good or remotely as good, it's just it's a wonderful to advance the story. It's not about the narrator. Some folks react well or violently to what I write. I delete the assholes. I don't get paid to do this, just enjoy or don't read Everyone is eighteen in this story when they fuck.

My name is Connie Porter. I am twenty, I'm five foot seven red haired and weigh one hundred forty seven pounds. I have great legs and a big fat ass that jiggles if I breathe, let alone when I walk or fuck.

My boyfriend and I hooked up the first time at a party at a fraternity house on the University of Washington's campus just north of Fiftieth Northeast. Phi beta fuck me boys.

Tom loved my ass, especially doing doggy at about ten thirty that Friday night, Tom was the fifth guy there, but by far he was hung like an albino mule, he just kept saying your tight baby. He didn't seem to notice all the jizz on that big fucking dick.

I forget about it too as I was squealing like the little piggie that the big bad wolf ate.

I passed out and woke up and he was still fucking the shit out of me, simple missionary you know. I reached up and pulled his face down to kiss me. Then I murmured into his ear, "Dude, you're inside my womb, I'm okay with having your babies."

He went nuts and I held on for the ride and I could feel his ass clinch, as both my hands were now on grabbing his ass, trying to pull into me and I could feel him coming in me and one more time I did too. He was on top of me, sweat flew off his face onto mine, my tits were smashed against him and I could feel my cunt leaking his jizz, down into my ass crack.

I said, "Hi, I'm Connie Porter, nice to meet you. You have a huge dick, it fills me up and you know how to fuck."

"Thanks I'm Tom Bennedict. You look like this porn star Brooklyn Chase. Stunningly beautiful face, voluptuous, the ass of an angel. I can feel your heart beating, I'd love to hook up with you again."

I said, "Would you walk me back to my apartment, now? We can breakfast in the morning, I'm good at breakfast stuff?"

We did and a couple of times that night and in the morning my cunt was so fucking sore, literally, that I sucked him off. We showered then he sucked on my clit still in the shower and passed out again.

I woke in bed to the smell of coffee, back and sausage and toast. He had this ancient sweatshirt, that was either a remake or his grandfather's. It said UW Huskies 1940 football.

I put it on and wobbled into the kitchen. I got four Midol tablets for my sore hoohah and grabbed a cushion off the couch and put it on the chair and winced when I sat down. The breakfast was wonderful, the coffee perfect, peanut butter for the toast and homemade blackberry jam.

"Tom, please come home tonight, my pussy is so sore, I took some Midol, it doesn't heal fast, I'll suck you off five or six times, depending on your needs.

Tom said, "I'm in. I help with the baseball team, grad assistant. I played four years, not quite good enough. I will finish up with an MS in economics. I have a dual bachelor's in economics and Slavic literature."

So despite being a hunky college athlete, he was smart too. I said, "I will finish this spring with a degree in English lit."

I moved into this apartment at the end of the month and I told Carrie he was the "one" and she just had to meet him, translated the whole family would be over for dinner.

I had four older sisters and three older brothers. (Connie, Carrie, Carla, Carolyn and Colleen. Chris, Chuck and Cary) Carrie was thirty four and Chris was thirty six, everyone fell into order after that. Except there was a four year gap between Cary and me. When I was fifteen mom put me on the pill, just in case.

When I was eighteen and I texted Carrie and asked if I could come over for coffee Saturday morning, because I needed to talk to her about some stuff, I was intentionally vague.

She had great coffee and apple fritters and four kids and made her husband Dick get the old snip snip connecting his nuts to his dick, she was done at four.

"Thanks Carrie."

"What's up girl?"

"Well things are horrible at home. Dad and mom never talk to each other and Dad is gone on business trips a lot now. Last night I watched some Christmas in July movies with him and made some popcorn and got him some of his rye whisky. I love these movies, they're kind sappy, but I love the endings. I hugged him and told him that he's the best dad in the whole world and I was so lucky to have him. He gave me this huge hug back and said, I love you too Connie. He hid his face from me and got up and went upstairs but he was crying. Mom did not come home last night either. I may look stupid but I'm not."

Carrie started crying and said, "Shitfuck, she's such a cunt, she was supposed to tell you when you turned fifteen."

"Tell me what? It's obvious I don't look anything like you guys, you're tall and skinny and I'm this big lard ass. Am I adopted, if so I want to know who my biological parents are so I can talk to them. Mom put me on the pill when I was fifteen for fuck's sake. Am I right? I am adopted aren't, " I pounded my thighs with both hands and tears leaked down my face.

Carrie wrapped her arms around me and said, "You are not adopted. Mom had an affair with Dad's brother Jeff, who is a big fat guy. They've been lovers for almost nineteen years now."

Time slowed way down for me. My senses were hugely attuned and I could feel how the waist band in my jeans irritated my tummy, my panties were stuck in my butt crack, I forgot to use roll on and I could smell my pits.

I leaned forward just a little bit and puked my guts out, not once but it wouldn't stop and they were dry retches that hurt so bad that I started hugging my sides and they wouldn't stop and I started moaning.

Carrie screamed, "Dick!! Now god damn it NOWWWW!!!!

I was aware of him running down the stairs and heard him say, "What the fuck?"

Carry her into the shower off the kitchen and turn on the water nice and warm but not scalding, take her clothes off and set her down in the shower and stay there, UNDERSTAND ME!!!"

I was out of it, not really tracking with everything, the water stopped the cramps, but all I could taste was the puke in my mouth. Then Carla was in the shower with me and said, "Come on baby let's stand up, I got you, I love you with all my heart baby sis, we all do, we're going to get through this, okay."

I looked at her and just laid my head on her shoulder.

She said, "Carrie I need some water for her to rinse her mouth out, " the water bottle was against my lips and she said, "Rinse your mouth honey, " and I did, it was one of those big plastic water bottles.

Finally she said, "Baby, take these two pills and swallow them with some water."

I did and I was guided back to the vomit spot, which was spotless, hardwood floors help. There were pillows and I laid down and a big wool comforter was on me and I slept for almost a full day, twenty hours.

Carla was a pediatric nurse mid-wife and she had some prescriptions for me. I felt better, if not like I was one of Dolores Riordan's Zombies. I jumped and asked Carrie, "Can I could borrow some of Dick's sweats and can I take a shower if possible."

She said, "Yes to both."

I took a long shower and used some rinse on my hair. I got out of the shower and there were some sweats and I squeezed the water out of my hair and tied it into a loose top bun.

The sweat pants were way too long, so I had to roll them up into cuffs that were cuffed just below my knee and the waist was too big, but my thighs and ass threatened to split. Sweatshirt had the same cuff issues and my tits created issues with the sweatshirt being a thirty four.

No make up and all my sisters were waiting for me, Colleen had made everyone homemade turkey noodle soup. We all sat around the dining room table and the soup tasted so good and I was starved and got two bowls with some ritz crackers crumbled into it.

"Thank you Carrie and Carla and Colleen. I'm so blessed to be your half-sister."

"You're all sister!!!! Don't ever say that again."

I put my head on my hands and cried and cried and cried some more. I sat up and apparently there was some leftover mascara because it was all over my face and there were two mother sisters cleaning my face.

"Carla, I needed that long sleep, but I'm not going to take any more drugs. The turkey soup is my speed.

"Daddy raised me and I can't lose him, I love him to pieces, please reach out for me and tell him not to leave me alone and I want to talk to him, I need to talk to him."

Carrie said, "I'm on it"

"Okay, I need the law dogs to tell me or point me the right way, k k k! I want to emancipate myself from my egg donor and have Daddy adopt me, oh and a restraining order against both the egg donor and sperm donor."

The restraining order took affect immediately, which meant she could not return to daddy's home because I lived there. Sperm donor's wife, My Aunt Tildy, somehow got the news that her loving husband was my bio dad. Neither of them had anywhere to live.

On other fronts Daddy started the process to Adopt me, which went smoothly given the emancipation which came through and abandonment by the sperm donor.

The first day of my senior year started and after watching porn on blow jobs, plus a YouTube tutorial, that was helpful on large dicks, throating etc.

The whole set of events in some way felt freeing, plus the whole Catholic girl thing, Billy Joel was onto something.

In my math analysis, my sixth period class, Mr. Johnson also was the basketball coach and for the entire week I went commando and wore a different sun dress everyday I let him see my full, never cut red bush and I was wet, just hot in the moment I didn't listen to him I wanted to suck his dick. Every damn day. On Friday he walked around and leaned against his desk, the outline of his dick was incredible. Ten inches?

I took a sharpie and wrote on my pad, in all caps, "FUCK ME WITH YOUR HUGE DICK, DADDY! Did I mention he was six foot seven and very black.

He fucked me and it hurt, then it was incredible. I fucked him and his wife up until I and Tom hooked up.

I am not stupid, then or now, it might have felt freeing, but I knew that deep down I was fucking all these people, and in my Senior year, the head count was ridiculous, not counting repeats, it was several hundred people, say two fifty or so and where was I?

Oh yeah somewhere in my psyche when this started I felt that I must be a slut like my mom and I was predestined to be a slut. I kind of forgot about that after I discovered how good dick was. I was a little slow on women at first, but fucking a woman the first time was transformative.

So tender and gentle and sweet and cuddling. I'm not really into labels, straight, queer, bisexual, whatever, I came to think that people turned me on. It really wasn't about love for me at that time in my life.

I caught chlamydia four times my senior year and passed it on. I went to a free clinic, but I had to fill out people's names as people I got it from or gave it to, which made things awkward.

Daddy got the mail and we had a talk. It was so kind and he said, "Connie, you are not your mother and so far you've been lucky, there are far worse things you could get and pass on that would destroy your life and any future life with your husband."

I wondered if I could buy five hundred condoms. Discount? Costco? Chain pharmacies? I settled for privately owned drug stores. Mostly, I was safe after that, sometimes, like being bent over a desk, by a young hot teacher's assistant.

I could go on, but Tom and I settled in and mostly I was with him, I was struggling in this one class on philosophy, entry level and it was about logic, A this not that and I was flunking and the Indian professor said, he'd give me a B if, I well there were only five weeks left in the quarter and, Tom was working at that point. I was on the pill Tom would never find out.

His name was Potluri Rao, smaller man five eight and one hundred and fifty pounds, with a very black club swinging between his legs. He taught be so much. His last class ended up at 12:50 and I'd be in his office at 1:10.

I was awaiting outside his office, when he showed up. He looked at me. I had red four inch open toed pumps and cream colored yoga pants, commando with camel toe quite visible. I had a hoody on as it was drizzling, so I slowly took it off, I was wearing a white wife beater, that was just a bit too small.

"I need to pass the class professor, with a B grade, I'm not stupid, I'm getting my degree in English literature but I understand the words you use, but I just am totally flummoxed."

He said, "Flummoxed you say, nice word. Do you have a boyfriend? Will he be upset if we have an affair? I am a Brahmin, my caste that is, and it is fine for me to fuck white women."

I looked at him and blushed and I could see the outline of his dick in his old cotton pants. It was big.

"Well," I said, "if he doesn't find out, he won't be upset. I can't seem to get enough dick. Usually he's bigger than the men I fuck, but I don't think this is the case.

He said, "Come here."

I walked slowly towards him. He was standing behind his wooden desk. I came up to him and leaned into his face and he turned me around and pushed me forward so that my tits, tummy and face was on the cool surface of his desk.

He pulled my yoga pants down so they were around my ankles and I stepped out of them. He pulled my cheeks apart. He grabbed one of my hands and put it on one of my cheeks and then the other.

He said, "Pull them as far apart as you can, now!"

He swatted me quickly five times and it fucking hurt me and I yelped each time. He buried his face between my cheeks and started rimming me, eating my ass if you don't know that word. All around my little virgin pucker, then he tried so hard to push the tip of his tongue into my anus. I was moaning so loud and then his tongue was inside me and I moaned even louder.

"Oh fuck, that feels incredible, I think I'm going to cum," he put two fingers in my now totally wet cunt, "Coming, coming, of fuck, don't stop, fuck, fuck, sweet Jesus!"

He was strong and held me down with his hand in the small of my back, but my body wanted to hump all over his finger and tongue. He didn't stop and the orgasm continued and finally really forcefully banged me and I had the biggest orgasm I'd ever had and his fingers were covered with my cunt juice.

I did not lose consciousness, but everything felt like jello and there were little aftershocks. He pulled his fingers out of me. He unbuckled his pants and I heard them hit the floor.

He rubbed the head of his dick up and down my sloshy cunt and then he was in me. At last the head of his dick was in me and it felt as it he'd shoved a baseball in first and it hurt.

"Ow fuck, fuck that really hurts."

He said, "Relax it will fit, I will take it slow."

After about ten minutes he said, "Halfway in!"

It felt like I had a presto log inside me. He pulled part way out, and back in, he did that twice and I came again, big time. He kept on going, at some point he banged through my cervix and was in my womb. That actually hurt but I forgot about it shortly and he fucked me and fucked me. I have no idea how long he fucked me, when I looked at my phone afterwards I'd know.

"Please stop, " I said, "you're hurting me."

After another minute or so, he did. I was not aware if he ever came, because he didn't stop ever, so that was why I asked him, "Do you want me to finish you? You didn't cum did you?"

"Oh yes I did, twice. It would be nice of you to clean me off, however."

I got down on my knees and actually saw his dick. It was uncut and the head was huge and the whole thing was thick and really long. Far and away the biggest dick ever, bigger than any African Americans I'd had. I wasn't going to measure it, but fuck me.

I licked up and down holding it up towards his hard belly, I paid great attention to his nut sack, which was hairless.

He said, "That's good Ms. Porter, same time tomorrow?"

I nodded and asked him if he had some tissues. After he re-buckled his pants he handed me a white cotton handkerchief. I stuffed it up into my gaping sloppy cunt.

I pulled myself together, put the hoody on and left his office and wobbled down the hall and went into the restroom to pee and see my face. I pulled my pants down and turned so I could see my ass. There were welts on my ass from the spanking, Tom would see that immediately, fuck me.

I went into the stall and peed after taking the handkerchief out of my cunt. He had cum a lot, it was on the handkerchief and in the toilet in my pee. He came and just kept on fucking. I put the rinsed out handkerchief and put it back in my sloppy snatch.

I thought to myself, that even though I was on the pill, he still might have impregnated me, because he was so deep in me. I went by the pharmacy just off campus and bought a morning after pill and some extra-large tampons.

I took the pill and it said to stay off taking my pills for five days. I went to the restroom in the pharmacy and put a tampon in.

When I got home I said, "Tom the philosophy professor was a big help, even though he was hard to understand. Do you mind take out? Chinese okay, I am early on my period, honey"

My cunt hurt so bad, it was like a cunt migraine. I found an old bottle of Midol and took three pills. Supposedly, it was good with cramps during your period, which I hardly ever get.

There was a Sichuanese Restaurant ten minutes away, I ordered hot beef chow Mein, Pepper Chicken, twice cooked pork and fried dumplings. Two orders of hot chili paste. I made green tea and got some Fremont IPA out for Tom and put all that with plates and cups and chop sticks on the coffee table in front of the television mounted on the wall. My cunt hurt so bad, that I couldn't sit on the kitchen chair, so I had to sit on the couch.

When the delivery guy came I paid him on my debit card and it was eighty dollars with tip. It was incredible food and I over ate, as he did too. I put on Netflix and watched Emily in Paris, she was a total slut and Tom thought it was hilarious.

I felt terrible physically and for the first time I worried about losing Tom if he found out. I was not sure how I was going to get out of this mess.

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

Coming soon Tom and Connie tie the knot and get jobs.