Disclaimer: All charcters are completly fictitious and legally adults. Thank you for reading my story.
Dearest Friend of Mine,
Remember when we sat in Starbucks and you asked me why on earth, Sean and my mother were so full of hatred toward me? I had said "now is neither the time nor the place to talk about it." That was then and this is now. I am sitting in an airport lounge waiting for my next flight. I figure that since I have a three hour layover I should tell you about it.
It began a few years ago...this is what I remember.
It was a beautiful fall day that Friday. My father's side of the family had gathered for a family reunion way out in the country. I had just turned twenty six years old the week before. My three year old son and I share a birthday the same week. Thankfully, my maternal grandparents were spending time with my son this weekend. "Mommy is going to have some fun!" was my thought.
My husband Sean couldn't get the day off, so I went by myself to my paternal grandmother's house.
Lots of great memories, food and drinks were had by us all.
Granny had taken our car keys from us as we entered the old farm house. Granny placed them in a bowl of water, before placing the bowl in the deep freezer. Ensuring that no one was going home drunk.
The closest town was roughly 25 miles away. At night the glow of the town's combined street lights sometimes gave enough light to see around the house.
Not that night though.
That night, the power was out all over the county, and it was pouring down rain. There was no moonlight or starlight available. Inside the house it was pitch black! I could not see my hand in front of my face it was so dark.
Granny had shown me the room that me and Sean were supposed to use for the weekend. It was right next door to Mom and Dad's. There was only one bathroom it was at the end of the hall. The bed had a light hand sewn quilt and jersey cotton sheets.
I had been sipping some really good Tennessee whiskey most of the evening and so I was very warm as a result and not thinking very clearly. I had removed all of my clothes before climbing into bed. I had expected Sean earlier in the evening, but it dawned on me, he probably didn't know how to get to the house especially in the dark. I heard the front door open late into the evening.
However, I didn't know who that was. I was in no condition to go into the front room.
Truth be told my mother and Granny had to help me up the stairs to the house before the lights went out.
Sometime after I was in bed, the front door opened, I felt somebody climb into bed with me. My alcohol muddled brain told me it must be my husband Sean.
A hairy chest on my back, and a masculine hand on the top of my hip bone, gliding down to my belly and then sensuously, slowly sliding up to the curve of my breast as we lay on our sides, before cupping the underside, as a thumb brushed my nipple held my attention. At the same time, lips nibbled and kissed from my shoulder up the back of my neck to the bottom of my earlobe. Both actions indicating to my muddled brain a man's desire for me. I felt myself moisten between the legs. This man was driving me crazy with this beautiful foreplay! I felt his shaft between my folds, spreading my petals as he slid forward and back occasionally tapping my pleasure nub with the tip of himself.
I don't know how long this went on but soon enough I knew I needed more. I wanted the shaft to stretch me and throb inside my opening!
The pressure in my pelvis began to build, my clitoris started to harden as my labia Flowered open and leaked my desire. Suddenly, my orgasm hit me as this man's shaft continued its gliding liquid smooth strokes. This gloriously thick phallus divided my nether lips as it rubbed my feminine groove, teasing but not entering. I gasped and gripped the bed sheets as the first of many orgasms crashed inside of me and flooded my veins like electrical current.
Waves of pleasure erupted from my crotch, spreading outward as my inner walls throbbed and clamped in vain.
I wanted this man to shag me, spill his potent seed in me. I needed him to screw my brains out.
He did not disappoint me. Though, I felt him move away from me at first.
Seconds later, I felt his hands on the top of my hip bones before I was hoisted onto my knees. My chest and face still against the bed when he spread my womanly parts with his thumbs and forcefully, deeply, almost completely entered me in one quick thrust.
"My God he's an animal! I thought Sean's never taken me like this before!"
The force of his thrusts driving the air out of me. I tried to raise my head and upper body but discovered an almost nauseating pain deep inside me as he collided with my cervix. The pain making me yelp several times before I resumed the more comfortable head down position. However, I found that if I changed the angle of this position a little bit a certain part inside would be rubbed by his penis as he thrust back and forth! (I can't accurately tell you how good this feels on the front wall of my channel!) Experimenting, now, I allowed myself to rest on my elbows so that I could feel my nipples brush the jersey sheets in time to the pounding of my bottom. The rhythmic stimulation was exquisite! The crash of his balls against my nether lips and pleasure button drove me over the edge as he sped up the tempo of our mating.
Countless minutes later, I felt him simultaneously spread my buttocks and drive even deeper within my body. Feeling the expansion of my walls as his manhood swelled impossibly larger in preparation, now excited me with the prospect of being impregnated with this man's child.
The rhythmic up and down pulsing of the testicles as they ejaculated that sperm rich semen in the far reaches of my vagina was enough to trigger another set of orgasmic contractions. I screamed my climax into a pillow.
My body and mind agreed that I wanted every drop of his seed inside my fertile womb. My womanly parts milked this male of everything his body would release inside of me. The throb of his penis encouraging a strong squeeze at my opening followed by a milking, ripple up his shaft as my aftershocks took over.
