1. My Roughest Adventure


    Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: allflavorsboston, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    experience. At this point, I was so tired and sore, I wanted to go home. I just let it happen and moaned. Tommy came on my chest and fell over laughing saying, I was a great fuck as he watched Paul begin to really take me hard. Paul put my legs on his shoulders and pounded away, moaning and sweating for what seemed like forever. He released deep inside me then rolled off. I slowly stroked his cock, which was still hard from his medication, and kissed it to make him happy. I finally mustered up the courage to say "enough" and pointed to the clock, which read nine pm. I drank an entire bottle of water and Paul offered me a shower but I declined. I felt semen dripping out of me and Paul told me that it was for my man. I told him I'd be asleep by the time he got home, hopefully. They laughed and Paul got my things. I dressed and they hugged me, thanking me and asking if I was okay. I told them I was sore and tired, but played nice. Paul said he'd talk to me later. I got to my car and drove home, sore and crying a little. I was only partially satisfied, cumming only once to my recollection. I pulled into my dark house and began running a bath. I went to my closet and found my emergency 'morning after' pill, ...
    swallowing it down along with two aspirin. I lay in the bath, sore and feeling a little ill. I felt awful as I climbed into bed. I tried to forget everything. My man came home and tried to spoon and talk to me but I was dead to the world. I think he assumed I was drunk and left me alone. I slept late the next day and woke up to the lawn mower outside my window. I felt ill from the pill and wanted to be alone. I told my man I didn't feel well and that I'd drunk too much. He kissed me, told me to relax and he'd bring me brunch in bed. He told me he loved me. I felt better as the day went on, until I was asked, "Do you want to go to a swingers party that night?" I told him I was too sick. I took the next day off from work as well. I saw a message from Paul asking me if we could do it again sometime? I replied that it was an experience I wouldn't forget but no, I wanted to give some other guy some luck. He was relentless in trying to get me to come out again and, eventually, I had to block him. When he threatened to find me and tell my man. That was not the right thing to say. It took five days before I could have sex again and overall, I felt like that type of sex should be left to porn-stars, not me. No regrets.
«1234»