We had had a plan of how sex was going to go last night. Since the time where he let his cum rain down over me, we've both been craving another shooting his load all over me session. That's what we had planned. But of course, nothing ever goes to plan!
It started with an amazing bit of cock sucking. Lots of deepthroating, eye contact and muffled moaning. Then he asked for me to be on top. At first he was being incredibly gentle with my boobs and when I said, "so gentle", he upped the roughness considerably. He said something along the lines of "I can't wait to see you take another guy like this!", and I knew immediately that this was going to be the focus of much of the rest of the session.
There was a short spurt in doggy, which is how we had originally planned he was going to cum - so he could shoot his load all over my ass and back. The whole time we were watching ourselves in the mirror and his hands were roughly pushing me around and spreading things open. The sensations were all just incredible and my pussy was completely soaking!
But he decided it was storytime and for that, he needs some face to face. So he flipped me onto my back, grabbed my hands above my head and whispered, "Have you had any dreams about fucking another guy?". I always think it's so adorable how he let's me know he wants to hear a dirty story about me with another guy. He can never out and out say, "Tell me a story", it's always a probing question to kinda flesh out if I'm interested in crafting something for him. The negative is that this often results in me answering honestly before going into the storytelling. It takes me a minute to realize he's not actually asking. So I went off, at first, about how I hadn't really had any dreams but I've been watching quite a bit of porn with rough anal. "You really liked that rougher anal the other night, didn't you?", he asked.
Then I began the story crafting. It's always so interesting to me the way this all happens. He is locked in to my eyes and brings his lips right above mine, as if he's taking every word into his own mouth. My hands are usually on his lower back or shoulders and I'm very aware of how his body responds to my inflection and the words I'm using and the picture I'm painting. The whole story changes based on his responses and what I originally think I'm gonna talk about is almost never what I end up talking about. The whole thing is just so fascinating to me and I always whine afterwards that it's a shame we've never recorded one of these storytelling sessions because I think it probably looks and sounds so hot and different from our usual sessions. I know it definitely feels different!
I began panting out the story: "I'd go out with a guy but I wouldn't send you any pictures or videos while it was happening. You'd know I was with him but you'd have no idea what we were doing. When I came home, I'd grab your fingers and shove them in my pussy and you'd feel me absolutely filled with his cum. You wouldn't be able to resist taking me right then to reclaim what is yours!".
"You'd let him cum in you?", he asked, as if he didn't already know this. "Of course!", I said.
"You'd still have no idea how he fucked me.", I continued. Then, as if we were really in the moment of him reclaiming me, "You'll never get as deep as he was with his big cock. And you'll definitely never fuck me as hard.". At this, he began fucking me much harder and much deeper. He was determined and his whole body was tense and I was honestly taken aback for a second with how much more intense he was being. The effort he was putting into this harder, deeper fucking was incredible. I half-mockingly gasped, "That's good but he was better.", and the smile he smiled was so precious.
I could tell he was getting close to cumming. How could he not be with the way he was pounding into me?!? So, the story continued:
"And just as you're about to cum, I'll pull out my phone and play you the audio I got of the sounds I made when he filled me up." His reaction to this was audible. He is so turned on by the sounds of sex and I knew this would get a big reaction from him. You could tell he was imagining that moment vividly. "You'd hear me make sounds you've never heard from me before. You've never heard me moan like that!". The pounding I got at this was crazy. The speed, the depth, the force - my face was doing that going numb thing and I just started repeating "My face, my face". He was drenched in sweat and the thrusts he thrusted when he was cumming made me yelp out, his balls noticeably twitching. I gripped hard at his ass and held him deeply in me as his orgasm went on and on. I was shocked by how absolutely soaking wet I was!
He rolled off of me and knew immediately that he was gonna struggle to stay awake. He had had an incredibly busy day and we had done a long walk plus he had just thoroughly fucked my brains out, so I was not surprised or disappointed and told him, "lay back and relax". I began to play with my clit and he tried hard to stay awake and help but just couldn't. It took me way longer to orgasm than I had expected and I was dripping sweat behind my knees and under my chin, concentrating so hard on how my clit felt. When it finally happened, it was a quick intense burst that faded very fast.
We rolled into our sleeping spot, no cuddling, and within seconds he was snoring and I didn't struggle to fall asleep at all. It was an incredibly deep sleep, even if it only last 2 Ā½ hours before our alarm went off.
P.S. He really likes to use the word "cheating", although it's not that in either of our minds. Even when we've had non-sexy discussions about these scenarios, he'll often say "cheating" and then follow it up by saying something like, "Obviously it's not because I know about it". So when you see in my posts on BlueSky or here, me referring to "cheating", it's because that's the verbiage he uses but it's not that, so it's always in quotes.