As some of you know who, for whatever reason, read my novels..
🕑 Added 2025-04-16 16:07:17 +0000 UTC
As some of you know who, for whatever reason, read my novels disguised as posts, I left Scott at home last night and went to Jake's place for the evening. Something that has now become a most nights thing. So much so it's not a big deal anymore, Scott knows where I'm going, understands his position in my life now, and neither of us makes a fuss about it. Look, I'd like to give you a recap of some wild, out-of-this-world sex, but the night before last was different. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He put me on my back, and like a reflex, I spread my legs for him, and his cock slipped into my body and further claimed me as his own, giving me a mind-bending orgasm and successfully shoving Scott further back into the friend zone. Yes, the orgasm was amazing. With Jake, it always is. But, again, the sex was just our usual. I'm not saying it's getting boring. It's not. But I'm starting to find that we don't just fuck anymore. I don't know, it's kind of corny, but sex is now a different experience, and it's making it better each time. The best part of the night, the part that overpowered everything else, wasn’t my orgasm. It was when he came, and I felt his sperm flooding my body. It's hot, it's slick, and I can feel each of his ropes shooting deep inside me. It fills me up to the point it feels like it's pooling up between the head of his dick and my stomach. It's a mental thing as well. It feels like he's claiming it as his. Marking his property, and that turns me on. What really turns me on is, as in hits me very hard sexually, is knowing that I’m getting a part of Jake, a living part of him that leaves his balls and enters me. It's alive, this piece of him, swimming inside me, forcing me to merge with him, and that thought makes me feel very connected to him. It's like he's pumping a part of his life out of his dick into my guts, giving it to me. And oddly enough, that feeling was better than any orgasm I have ever had…this feeling of Jakes cum entering my body, making me his in a way nothing else could. It's funny the power a man's cock and cum has over me. It's also very exciting. I keep thinking about how I wrapped my legs around him, trying to pull Jake, via his dick, inside of me as deep and as tight as I could when I knew he was going to cum. I locked him against me to keep him as deep in me as possible, and I squeezed his cock with my pussy, trying to get every drop of jizz his testicles had. Again, the sex was amazing, but the only part I'll remember is Jake's dick feeding my body his sperm via my pussy. I can't tell you why that fires me up so much. I don't care why. I just want that fire of feeling his cum inside of me always to be there.
