Well Out Of It

Like I said yesterday Evan and I were an item for a while. It was great for a couple of weeks. Regular sex, regular great sex. Going out, shopping, we even talked about going to Greece this summer for a holiday. It was almost like being married. LOL

I think that’s what scared him off in the end. He pretty much moved in and I got used to waking up with him in the morning. Until one morning he wasn’t there. He’d left early for work. I rang him and he said he’d told me he had to be in early for a meeting. He probably had, but I’d forgotten. He took it as me being clingy and before long things got uncomfortable and he moved out for nearly a week. Then he moved back in, and that nearly fixed it because the sex we had that night was the best we had.

He’d come round to talk things over and it was obvious that neither of us wanted to do much talking. Dinner was left half eaten and while I was in the kitchen getting us another bottle of wine I felt his hands slip around me and cup my boobs. I felt myself get wet while his hands massaged them and he kissed my neck.

I lifted my short dress up so I could feel the bulge in his crotch press against my bare ass cheeks. If the worksurfaces in my pokey little kitchen were wider I’d have demanded he fuck me there and then. Instead I dragged him to the bedroom where I threw off my clothes like a complete whore.

I orgasmed almost as soon as he pushed himself into me, I was sooooo ready for him. His cock had a really pronounced head and he enjoyed popping it in and out of me. I was wet, squelchy wet, the crack of my arse was running with my juices and I just lay back being fucked harder and harder. I occasionally opened my eyes to see his face but mainly kept them shut and enjoyed his cock filling me and feeling him slam against my buttocks.

I wrapped my legs around his back when he came and pulled him to me with my arms, clinging on. I didn’t want to let him go and squoze his cock with my pussy.

I was so wet and full of his cum that after laying in his arms for a while I decide that it would be best if I had a quick shower. I left him lounging in bed and cleaned off my pussy and wet ass crack with the shower head. When I had almost finished I looked up and saw him standing watching me from the end of the bath, stroking his cock. He was obviously up for some more fun.

I switch off the shower and stepped out, still dripping wet. We kissed, his hard cock now pressing against my tummy. I grabbed it and feeling its thick veined length I had an idea. “Turn around” I said. He raised an eyebrow, but complied. I reached in to the bathroom cupboard and pulled out a tiny jar of Vaseline that I’ve had in there for ages. I’d almost forgotten about it.

“OK” I said, “Turn around again.”

When he did turn around I dropped to my knees. “I thought you had a surprise for me”. I took his cock into my mouth and started to suck it. I could taste him and me, gorgeous.

Then I gave him his real surprise. I slipped the ring finger of my left hand into his ass. I used that one because I’d broken the nail a few days before when I was cleaning the flat and with the Vaseline smeared on it I was able to work it easily inside him. Evan yelped in surprise. He quickly recovered and pushed his cock into my mouth, grabbing my head with both hands. I slid my finger in and out of his ass and slurped on his cock for all I was worth.

When he came, almost choking me in his excitement I felt his ass clench my finger like a vice. I let him take me to bed after that and lick my throbbing clit to orgasm before we dozed off together.





A few days later things started to go wrong again. Looking back it wasn’t anything in particular. He had moved in too quickly, even though he still had his own place, we let the enthusiasm we had for each other get hold of us. Bad idea, very bad idea.

So now there’s one toothbrush in the bathroom.

I’m a free agent.