Stop Making Excuses And Fuck Me

There was a turning point in my relationship where after a few months of sex slowing down to a dead stop, the quality obviously dipping, and my excuses for skipping sex became mildly ridiculous. Not just "I have a headache" but dumb bullshit like, "My leg feels kind of twitchy" or "What if our roommate hears?"

One night, after having enough excuses my, then boyfriend, presents me with a gift. A vibrator, a pretty powerful little one that fit nicely in my hand. I was surprised, it didn't seem like something he would do. I look up at him, blushing, to see a man on a mission. He's already pulling his pants off! I hesitated for a minute, already mentally preparing to create an excuse. The spontaneity of the situation throws me off and I waffle - he looks down at me with a look I could only describe as "yeah, right."

Before I could weakly protest, he grabs my ankles from my crossed legs and yanks me to him. My body bounces back onto the bed and I feel his hard dick already pushed against my shorts, rubbing my clit. I stammer in surprise, a wave of pleasure over took me. He's crouched at the end of the bed with my legs around him, he bends over with both hands and heavily pushes them up my waist to my breasts, cupping them as much as he can and kissing my nipples.

The feeling of his dick on my shorts is pervasive, he's rubbing back and forth pushing the tip into my clit. The feeling of his body splitting my legs is making my thighs quiver and rock.

He moves down and quickly starts pulling off my shorts. With my legs in the air there is no gap in between what happened next, he didn't give me a chance to protest (I would have, weakly, with no real leg to stand on) moves down to my clit with his open, wet mouth and dramatically sucks and licks. I'm shocked! Who is this man?!

We've been having sex for maybe a year and a half or two at this point and he'd never shown this level of confidence, skill, or interest. A wave goes over me and I loudly moan. Not an act, not a higher pitch fake sound like I'd given before, a deep guttural moan that came from deeply horny repressed version of me that I didn't know existed.

He's moving faster now, his fingers are in overtime, one hand on my nipple and the other in my vagina fingering upwards into my g spot. His mouth is working miracles, swirling around and sucking furiously. He flicks my nipple, lightly twisting and stimulating it over and over. I start to feel something I hadn't felt during any of the times we had had sex before. The feeling of orgasm starts to creep up and I'm a little alarmed by it, already? If I cum with his mouth on me, what would that do?

My thoughts are interrupted, I'd been slowly closing my legs in my anxiety, using both hands, he aggressively pushes them apart from my inner thigh. I look down in surprise and see his eyes on mine, his mouth is open and his tongue is flatly moving up and covering my clit. I let out an involuntary yelp of pleasure, seeing him so intense sends a shock wave through my body and I'm on the verge of collapse. He knows it and doubles his efforts, splitting my pussy with his hands and exploring every inch my clit with his tongue.

Open mouthed, he sucks upward with my clit in his mouth and it's enough to send me over. I yell out louder than I have ever in my life, my legs wrap around his head and my hips thrust upward into his mouth again. The pleasure wave is so intense I slam back down to the bed panting, "oh god.. oh my god..."

I don't even have time to soak in his performance, he stands up with an erection and immediately slams himself into me. My entire body reverberates in response and I scream out, "OH GOD!" The feeling is so overwhelming on top of the orgasm I just had that I nearly cum again.

He starts to move in and out, slower now. He laughs lightly, "you're so wet. It's so -" and he slams into me again and again. I can feel his hands holding my legs and knees, he pulls them upward suddenly into the air and pounds me for what feels like an eon in comparison to our other sessions.

For a split second, he stops and I look up at him - he reaches down next to me... pulling back up he has the vibrator. The look on my face must have been some mixture of incredulity or shock, I'd forgotten that was even the point of coming up here. He turns it on and touches it to my engorged clit. The feeling is electric and my body starts to spasm, I gasp for air and stammer in ecstasy.

He's smirking at me, he grabs my hand and puts it on the vibrator so he can grab my legs again. He starts slow for only a moment. My free hand is covering my mouth so I don't scream and wake up our roommate.

He pushes hard down into me, simultaneously grabbing my hand away from my mouth and pushing his body against mine. He puts my hand above my head, pinning me down. I start to gasp and moan, heavy breathing in response to each thrust into me. His cock is filling me and his body pushing down the vibrator into my clit. I can't handle anymore and I plead to him, "please... oh god...please fuck me." Words he's never heard so genuinely uttered by me. He slams himself into me, pounding me so hard that my body is reverberating and I scream out in ecstasy.

I feel him cum in me, the pressure is incredible in tandem with my muscles spasming around his dick. The vibrator is still going but makes me start to jump around, the sensation after our orgasms makes it too intense and is shocking my nerves into almost making me cum again while he's inside of me.

He collapses on top of me, he laughs slightly and sighs in relief. I laugh too, this was our first real simultaneous orgasm. My laughing becomes slightly overwhelming and manic as the wave of pleasure and emotions washes over me. We both stay laying for a moment with him inside of me until he stands up, pulling out. The sensation of his still mostly erect dick coming out makes me groan, deeply and sincerely.

Suddenly, I hear pounding on the wall, "SHUT THE FUCK UP IN THERE!"