True Sex Stories: Qi

Her fuckcation is at an end...but the memories will last forever.

Well, my fuckcation is coming to an end, I have a long day of travel ahead of me. It's all bitter sweet, like many things. Yes yes yes! I was fucked properly, and I made a lifelong friend–I am sure, but I have that feeling in the pit of my heart, that feeling of loss or something similar to it. Loneliness already? Damn you loneliness when will you leave me alone.

For the last two days I moved apartments. This one was more furnished, directly across the street from the park–a bit highbrow for this lowbrow girl. The new place has an ottoman table combination. While I was on my knees giving NYC a sweet savor your cock blow job, I realized the ottoman was the perfect height for me on my hands and knees and you giving me fitting fuck from behind. Licking my ass and pussy, making me nice and sloppy wet. Your cock easily slides in my already creamy core. I think I have stayed cream filled for days now, a mix of he and I and my just all around excited nature have kept me ready. Your slide turns to a bang–balls smacking me in the ass sort of fucking. The kid of fuck that forces me open, forces my pussy into a gape of full wet flesh.

What I loved most about NYC is the way he always made me ready for his cock with his tongue. We did not use any lube on my pussy until the very last day, when by then my little cunt had been ravaged and was locking out his cock, she needed some prying lubricant.

What I also like about NYC is the way he cums. First of all I think the man can really cum about 10 times a day, too much for me. Isn't there something about cum being the life force, the qi? One should not waste the qi like that. Men shouldn't cum at all. Well, at lest not until I have cum three times. Then I would love to help you cum all over me.

NYC seemed to have an abundance of qi. When he came it shot everywhere from top to bottom, up my back, in my mouth–down my throat, on my ass, on my glasses, up my nose, in my hair, on the wall, on my pussy and belly, and deep inside my cunt. His favorite way to cum, which may too one of my new favorite ways for a man to cum–was with me riding his face, my thighs straddling his head. His cock would get so hard like this. I could feel him stroking hard and fast behind me and I continued to slide around on his mouth. Then he would shoot a hot line straight up my back as he devoured the pussy at the same time.

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