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I’m at a weird place in my life.
32 years old, divorced, and quite frankly a little directionless.
Perhaps that’s why I found myself in a shitty college apartment, in the middle of a snow storm, stoned off my ass with Bella, my bumble match more than 10 years younger than me…
Truthfully, she’s not the type of girl I’d usually go for. I trend more towards “safer”, more “status quo” options, but safe is boring, and besides…I already tried safe and now I’m divorced and depressed…I NEEDED a change.
Bella is CERTAINLY a change!
She rocks short dyed hair, loves pop-punk and I’m starting to think she doesn’t actually own a bra!
When I arrived at her door she greeted me with squinted red eyes, a pair of tight, fuzzy PJ pants, and a white spaghetti strap top with her nipples clearly poking through in this freezing weather.
It wasn’t until I sat on her bed when the nerves started swarming my brain and stomach.
Sure, we got pretty flirty over Snapchat: showing off and talking about all the things we wanted to do to eachother when we finally met.
Here’s the thing though, it’s been A WHILE since I had sex…like almost 2 years…
My ex was never the most sex-positive person but the last few years of our marriage, ”sexually hostile” is the only way I could describe her behavior.
It was subtle at first, stuff like making fun of my dirty talk or my excitement for intimacy.
But like a slippery slope, the criticisms and little comments got harsher, to the pointer where I basically lost all confidence in myself as a lover…and stopped initiating completely.
There were other reasons Lucy and I split up, but that was definitly a big one.
It hurt. Bad.
I admit it, I spent many a therapy session bitching about it. Imagine that, a buff, tatted up CNC machinist like me in tears because his ex-wife made him feel like a terrible lover.
My therapist says it’s a good idea to put myself out there and I agree…but I don’t think she meant—
“Dylan! Hey! Earth to DYLAN!” The hot, pixie haired girl next to me shouts, nudging my shoulder.
“Oh shit! Sorry…I spaced out for a second” I say a bit embarrassed.
“C’mon you can’t be that blitzed off one hit, can you?” She asks pressing herself into my arm.
I hardly even noticed that she had finished the rest of the bowl on her own…
Shit! How long was I lost in my head for??
I quickly scan around the room, the different sketches and paintings littering the walls now standing out to me in my “elevated” state.
I can’t lie, she’s quite a talented artist, though her source material is a little…let’s call it “Risqué”
Ok fine it’s porn.
My bumble date’s room was filled with hand drawn porn.
I’m talking naked sketches, water colored paintings of both men and women masturbating, I mean shit, the standout piece was a framed, water colored painting of a women that just so happened to look like her, naked, sitting on a guys face, caressing his dick!
Yeah I’m definitely in uncharted territory here…
“You said you were an art major right? You’ve got some awesome sketches around here” I state, trying to attempt a new conversation topic.
“Jeez, you really are stoned! I told you I’m a psych major!” She proudly replies, folding her arms pretending to be all offended. “With a minor in Philosophy!” She adds with a wink.
“Well you’re a really good artist…” I say still anxious, gesturing to the painting of the gorgeous, pixie haired woman smothering a man with her ass.
“That one really catches your attention doesn’t it?” She asks raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on my thigh.
“Y…yeah…you really killed it…” I respond
“It’s the best job I’ve ever done capturing my boobs on the canvas…you’ll have to let me know how they compare!” She responds exaggerating her tits together with her shoulders and pressing harder into me.
“About that…I uhh…”
Bella’s face quickly turns to disappointment, “What? You don’t want to fuck?”
“No! No! I do! I’m just nervous…I’m…I’m a bad lover!” I say shamefully, figuring I’d just rip the band-aid off.
“A bad lover…what does that even mean?” She asks, her eyes locked on mine like she was trying to read my soul.
“That’s what my ex-wife told me at least…” I quickly blurt out. Too quickly. “She didn’t like how I was in the bedroom…”
“What do you mean? You’re not some kind of crazy masochist or something are you?”
“What?! No! More like dirty talk…or going down on her…or….” I stumble, blushing with embarrassment much harder talking about this than a man in his 30s ever should.
“Well I’M a HUGE fan of both those things! Let me ask you something…was she the only person you ever had sex with?” Bella asks, bringing out her future therapist side, her hand gripping my thigh.
“No…”
“And has anyone else ever told you you’re a bad lover?”
“Well no…but…”
“Sounds like she was the problem! I can almost guarantee you she has shame or guilt surrounding sex and was just taking it out on you…talk about spreading the hurt…I’m sorry.”
I feel her hand move a bit closer to my crotch, Bella’s nails lightly scratching my thighs, just barely brushing against the my bulge.
“I know…you’re right…it’s just hard sometimes…”
“Something else is pretty hard right now…” she responds, no longer trying to hide the fact that shes rubbing my cock through my jeans.
A part of me relaxes and I let out a deep sigh of both relief and stimulation.
“Just relax sexy…you like that??” Bella whispers adding pressure to her palm against my erection.
“It…it feels good…fuck”
“It’s been a little while since someone’s touched you like this, hasn’t it?”
“T…too long…” I say placing my own hand on the inner curve of her thigh, Bella letting out an “mmmm” as I caress her.
“Let me ask you something else Dylan, do you think I’m sexy?” She smiles, biting her tongue between her teeth, now fully moving her hand up and down my bulge.
“Of course I do…”
my middle finger reaches out, pressing against her clit through her fuzzy PJ bottoms.
“Good…cause oooohh I think you’re FUCKING sexy” she confirms, shifting her body and climbing into my lap.
“Do I make you horny?” She asks playfully tilting her head and smirking, her lips only a few inches from mine.
I swallow hard, feeling my heart rate kick into overdrive “Very much so…”
“Good…cause YOU make ME horny” she trails off pressing her lips into mine while fireworks go off in my stomach!
Her lips are warm and soft against mine, and when her mouth opens to introduce her tongue, I return the favor, letting them glide over eachother and swirl together.
It’s in that moment the air of the room change.
All Bella did was let out a whimper. Nothing out of the ordinary for a hot make out session, but something that I haven’t experienced for so long!
The idea that this bombshell of a woman wanted me shamelessly, and was enjoying how I was making her feel!
I took it as more than a compliment, I took it as validation—reassurance! Validation that she was enjoying this. Reassurance that what I was doing felt good!
…And for anxious people like me, reassurance is a hell of a drug!
For the first time in a long time I can feel the wind at my back, and I have no doubt Bella feels something else throbbing against her mound as she begins to grind on me.
I groan back wildly, overcome with desperate adrenaline that I hadn’t felt in years.
I put my hands at her side, slipping under her tank top and lifting it up, Bella offering support by lifting her arms as blush and giggles of anticipation take over her face.
Her tank top hits the floor and without delay my mouth lands on a hard nipple, lapping, sucking and teasing it with my tongue as I claw my hands into her ass hungrily.
“Ohhh shhittt…you’ve got some bad in you…mmmm keep going…you’re making me want it so bad!” She whispers in my ear, before adding a delightful little bite on my earlobe.
This is incredible! It’s like I can feel the confidence I’ve lost coming back to me!
“You’re just so hot…want you so bad!…” I growl, pulling us back down onto the bed so that she laid on top of me just for a second, before I barrel roll us, leaving me breathing heavily above her, hypnotized by her topless figure.
Without even noticing, my hands pin both her wrists over her head, as I suck down her neck, her tits, her aching nipples until I’m leaving marks all over while she’s writhing and moaning my name.
“Dylan…ohhh fuuuccckk! Keep sucking my—yeeeaaahhhh…just like that babyyy”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice, I alternate my tongue between her diamond hard nipples all while lowering myself slowly down her body, Bella only noticing once I’m at her waistband.
“Mind if I get rid of these” I ask her breathlessly, my hand already gripping inside her waistband.
“Please do…”
Bella lifts her legs and I slide her pj pants down, quickly catching the waistband of her thong as well, bringing those down together.
I let out an audible gasp of amazement as I see strings of nectar connecting her pussy to her thong slowly break apart.
“Sorry…I get REALLY wet when I’m turned on…”
That is NOTHING to apologize for!
“God damn…just when I thought you couldn’t get any hotter” I respond, spreading her legs wider and bringing my head face to face with her dripping slit.
In one fellow swoop, my tongue lands on her clit while my fingers curl inside her, Bella responding “Hooohhhh shittt” and throwing her head back against the pillows.
“You like that?” I ask teasingly, increasing the swirls of my tongue and pushing my fingers deeper, right against her G-spot. She looked like she was in heaven, her body rocking, her cum dripping off my fingers streaming down to my wrist.
“Oh FUCK Dylan! You’re eating my pussy sooo good shittt!. You’re making me want your cock down my throat…”
“Well I don’t exactly wanna stop eating your pussy” I respond, freeing my coated fingers from her opening before giving them a long, slow suck.
“Why can’t we do both?” She said shooting me an innocently naughty look.
“We can…why don’t you have a seat?” I respond, licking my lips, lathering up all of Bella’s remaining taste.
“Only if you take those jeans off…they’re looking a little tight…the shirt too while you’re at it” she responds with an adorable giggle.
I strip off my clothes in a haste before placing my head on the pillows where Bella was.
“Figured you shouldn’t be the only one naked” I say to her as she slowly begins to lower her sopping mound onto my face.
“How sweet of you” she starts as her labia makes contact with my lips and I begin picking off where I left off.
“Ngghh…oh shit, you’re even bigger than I thought” she says with a moan of pleasure while I feel her hand glide repeatedly over my stiff, throbbing cock for the first time.
“Jesus, it’s so…I wanna…”
The next thing I know, her tongue is on the tip of my dick, swirling and making my whole body tense.
“Mmmm I looovvveee pre cum…it’s so sweet…and you made so much for me!” She exclaims before bobbing her head down on my cock and slurping hard. “Let me show you how deep I can it…”
I’m not able to see, but I can FEEL my shaft disappear down Bella’s warm, wet throat.
The intensity and speed of her bobbing making me tense, moan, and shudder in ways I would’ve been way too embarrassed to with my ex!
I’m determined to keep up with her intensity as I claw my hands into her ass, bringing her pussy right onto my tongue, and manipulating her body to grind on it.
The whimpers of increased pleasure make her moan on my cock, lapping her tongue all around my shaft; her horny juices continuing to helplessly drip while she rolls her hips harder against my mouth.
Bella lets out a choppy exhale before taking her mouth off my cock, this time taking my balls into her mouth as she strokes my begging erection.
“Fuck…I LOVE this cock!” she exclaims, releasing my balls with a “plop” sound and turning towards me.
“I’d love to feel it deep inside me…wouldn’t you?” She asks narrowing her eyes but unable to hide her full grin blush.
“We just got started and you’re already asking me to fuck you?“ I respond feeling a stream of her cum run down my chin stubble.
“I’ve never been a fan of waiting…” she says motioning me away from the pillows with her finger and reclaiming her spot.
I set myself up in front of her spread legs with my hard cock in hand while she takes a pillow and places it under her ass.
“So you can hit the perfect spot” she says clearly noting my confusion at the pillow.
“Get over here Dylan…My pussy’s sooo empty…and I need your big dick to fix that!
I chuckle to myself seeing her quivering pussy lips as I take the tip of my cock and brush it against her entrance.
“This what you want?” I ask slyly.
“So baddd…God stop teasing…put it in…put it in Dy— Haaaaaahhhh Mmmmnnnn fuuccckkk”
Her angelic groans make my cock twitch as my shaft buries into Bella’s tight, college pussy.
“I’m gonna fuck you until you drench these sheets, Bella…”
So much for being anxious…
I swear I could see her drool as her body shivers upon my words fully registering, as if her body was trying to scream out, “yes please!”
I take her wrists in my hands once again, pressing them above her head on the headboard as I grind into her, allowing me to stimulate her desperate, swollen clit while I fill her walls.
Bella’s pussy contracts around my cock SO tightly, getting wetter and wetter while I continue to hit the perfect spot just as the pillow idea intended!
I peer down at her bouncing, flawless body taking in the scene of how much her she was clearly enjoying herself when I hear her barely above an audible
“choke me babe…”
I’ve never choked anyone during sex but I’ve seen it a lot in porn! To be honest, up to that point I thought you’d ONLY see it in porn…
“You want me to choke you?” I ask teasingly trying to sound erotic yet hoping she doesn’t realize how off guard she caught me!
“CHOKE! ME! DYLAN!…while you pound into me! Give it to me baby…I can take it!” She responds clearly, far more clear than my ex wife or frankly any other partner of mine ever has!
My hands leave her wrists, one landing on the mattress, the other wrapping around her neck as I begin squeezing and increasing the speed of my thrusts.
“H-Harder…” she cries, reaching her hand down to her clit.
I press my fingers a tighter against her throat, Bella gagging in response as she begins to press her hips into my thrusts, making sure to feel as much sensation as possible!
“Harder!” She her strained voice trails, taking her other hand and grabbing a hand full of her bouncing breast.
Harder?! You can barely speak! Umm okay, you did say to listen to you not my brain!
I squeeze her throat as hard as I can, pounding into her pussy as hard as I can
“OOOOHHHH FUUUCCCCKKK YEEAAAHHH BABBBYYY!” Bella shouts in a labored yet enthusiastic voice I hardly recognized!
Her pussy begins flooding my cock, her nectar splashing against me with each thrust. I stare deeply into Bella’s eyes as I choke her. Her eyes are dark like she’s under hypnosis, shaking, moaning, and smiling like a her brains been scrambled.
“Keep going…Just a little more…just a little more!”
I’m right at my limit, ready to shoot my load at anytime, Bella clearly feeling the same way as her release begins to spray my cock.
I don’t how, but somehow I find the strength to squeeze her throat so hard my fingers turn white and fuck her so hard that both my thighs cramp up…but what happens next makes it all worth it!
“D-Dylllaaannn…Fu-FUCK…ING…CUH-AHHH-UUUHHH-MMMIINNNGGGG…HOLLLYYY SH-SHHIITTTT!!!”
Bella’s pussy forces my cock out, contracting and squirting helplessly as her eyes close tightly and orgasm reverberates through her.
My own crippling orgasm overtakes me, shooting rope after rope of pent up cum, coating her stomach and tits with my hot white seed!
I take my white knuckled hand off her throat, instead gently placing it on her cheek, stroking gently with my thumb.
Bella in turn places her hands on her tits, rubbing in my cum as if it were sun screen “Sooo warm…sooo sticky…mmmm”.
“Fuck Bella…that might’ve been the best, most intense sex I’ve ever had!” I exclaim as the afterglow hits me.
“Yeahhh?” She asks giggly “Shit you really did make me drench my sheets…I feel like I’m floating…”
“Me too…I’d love to cuddle you but the beds kinda…well…”
“Covered in our cum?”
“Yeah…” I say standing to my feet. “Sorry about that”.
“When you can fuck like that you don’t need to apologize!” She explains, reaching over the edge of the bed, grabbing the shaft of the bong on the ground.
“C’mon let’s smoke another bowl and we can change the sheets for round 2…”
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