So off we scampered together...
Now this is where the happily ever after ending or in this
case the happy ending should go, but of course our life is never quite that
simple...
We are lying in bed, one of us with legs spread akimbo, when
a persistent arrhythmic banging, graunching noise... a noise not caused by us...
made a presence.
See we are in the middle of a cyclone at the moment... not
the worst one ever, but certainly more noticeable than some. For a change it
was bad enough that the awning on our window sounds like Mother Nature is
trying to rip the damn thing off and take half the wall with it.
He of course was undeterred by the fact that the room
sounded like the inside of a drum... why is it during sex too much audio
stimulus will kill any chance of an orgasm for one of us while the other, who
can't tune out the sound of muzak in a lift, can carry on undeterred?
And carry on He did. Raising one up onto all fours, He
proceeded to deliver the longest, slowest, most painful fucking in the history
of our time together. It was painful because that extra inch now hits the
cervix, or rather the scar where it used to be. He amused himself by creating
little rhythms of pain. Slip, slip, bang. Jab, jab, jab, and slam. In the end
the body did the only thing it could and embraced the pain... blocking out the
noise long enough to cum in a screaming orgasm.
Afterwards He rolled over to sleep while the other one of us
spent an evening on the couch by candle light... 'cos the power went out... for
more hours than there were candles L
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Mmmmmm button flies. :)
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