Thoughts on Dillon

Did I mention how great it felt to fuck Dillon? Because it felt great. Like FUCKING great. Like revenge-fucking-a-tight-ass-body-that-I’ve-masturbated-to-years-and-I-feel-like-a-badass-because-she-hasn’t-orgasmed-in-ages-and-I-made-her-cum-multiple-times-and-her-christ-she-can-screw-and-I-think-I-could-lick-her-sex-forever-and-ever type of “fucking great.”

Getting the privilege of bedding this beauty was SO EASY too, like fate, itself, was arranging my booty calls. I saw her at the bar. She hadn’t spoken to me since Melody and I split and why would she? She was Melody’s friend first and we only every made the cordial hellos and small talk when we would run into each other. I’m not sure what Mel told all her friends when she left me, but I’m assuming it was spun in her favor. Melody soon showed her true colors though and fucked Dillons boyfriend one night. The BF called Melody up after fighting with Dillon. Mel should have known he was up to no good. She should have told the asshole to kick fucking rocks. But she didn’t. Melody never turns down dick. Ever. Worst part was she even bragged about it later to mutual friends who immediately saw her as a piece of shit and ran to Dillon with all the details. Dillon broke up with the boy and told Melody to go to hell.

So when I saw Dillon in the bar I approached her only because I knew the two of us could have quite the fun Mel-hate conversation. I never predicted that I’d be balls-deep inside of her and fucking her every day of the week. Our bar encounter happened on Friday. Today’s Thursday and she just left. I can’t remember the last time I fucked the same girl seven days in a row. OK, I can remember. Melody, of course. But I’m not gonna taint this post about Dillon with tales of Mel. There’s plenty of time for the divulging of that later.

So back to Dillon and the bar. I’ll never forget the first words she said to me.

“You must have superpowers. Because how the hell could anyone stay married to that cunt for so long?”

This was before a “hello” or anything was spoken. I always knew Dillon was gorgeous. I had no idea how funny she could be too.

“You know what they say. With great power comes great responsibility. I took her so none of my fellow men would have to deal with her. Took one for the team. That and I think she drugged me.”

She laughed and asked me to sit next to her.

I wouldn’t leave her side until morning.

After a night of drinks, laughs and lots of passionate fuck, the morning began tender and sweet.

We didn’t speak a word. We kissed. God we kissed for an hour at least. Yes, it led to more fucking. (Great fucking actually. She rode me reverse cowgirl, but humped me so goddamn slow, I could feel every wet hot bit of her. I loved the sensation of her pussy dragging slowly against my length and I came quickly. She loved how quickly I came too. Made her feel powerful and she loved that I came inside of her without fear.) But it was more than just a morning bang. It was tender and sweet. Unexpected.

She felt it to. So much so that she felt like she had to say something.

“I knew I was gonna fuck you the moment you walked into that bar,” she told me. “But I never expected to fuck you twice. Or stay the night. Or get intimate with you with kisses and shit.”

“Weird. I don’t remember ‘shit’ being involved. I think I would’ve asked you to leave a long time ago.”

It was a dumb joke. She laughed anyway.

“I’m not looking for a boyfriend. I’m not. And I REALLY don’t want to give Melody the satisfaction of ever playing victim or even matchmaker or whatever if we became an item. So we can never do that, ok?”

“Never an item. Got it.”

“But that’s not going to stop me from coming by later so you can fuck the hell out of me tonight and make gentle love in the morning. Because I could get use to that. Could you?”

I smiled and nodded shyly. Fuck, I think I even bit my lip and looked down. This could get dangerous. But I like it.

Seven days straight. And counting.

She Needed It

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Dillon’s mouth goes agape as I plunge my 10 inch stone inside her. I’ve wanted to fuck her for years and her pussy is just as fantastic as predicted. Even tighter.

I place my thumb to her bottom lip, gliding it from left to right and back again. The thickness of her lips arouses me every bit as much as being inside her stellar pussy.

I rock my hips back and forth and feel her flesh hug me tightly as I fuck her snug cunt.

My hand that’s not thumbing her lips is twisting her thick nipple and I fuck her harder.

She moans enthusiastically.

I’ll have her cumming in seconds.

It’ll only be the second time she’s had a real orgasm in 2 years. I know this because she told me an hour ago as I licked away at her pussy and gave her the first.

Dillon is my ex’s childhood BFF and I’ve wanted to fuck her since I laid eyes on her many years ago. She’s had notoriously shit luck with men and I’ve always secretly wanted to please her. I could tell she needed it.

As she arches her back and cum-screams “FUUUUCK” followed by my name, victory is mine.

I grab her savagely by the hair and pull her mouth to mine. I kiss her deeply and continue the relentless pounding of this prized pussy.

She cums in building waves, one on top of the other, moaning and screaming into our sloppy wet kiss.

It was my turn.

“Dillon, I want your permission to cum inside of you. Your pussy is so perfect, I couldn’t possibly pull out.”

She can barely speak at this point, but manages a “fuck yes cum in me” nonetheless.

So fuck yes I cum in her.

I pin her down and stop thrusting. I want her to feel each shot of my nut as it fires out of my staff and crashes deeply inside her. The only movement I want is my cum rushing out of me and coating her pearly pink walls.

Years of desire overfills her hole and puddles her sheets.

The giant wet spot. It’s become a trade mark of mine. I was afraid the vasectomy would reduce that, but I swear I even produce more.

Dillon kissed me even deeper and ran her fingers along the wet spot, sensually coating her fingers in my nut as I reached between her legs and fingered her to another orgasm.

Repeated fuckings of sweet Dillon is guaranteed.

How It Began

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“Stick your dick in me bare,” she said. “Don’t worry about a condom. Just fuck me. Fuck me now, goddam it. I want you in me.”

She let out a begging whine.

“Please….”

These are the final pre-penetration words my future wife said to me. Once my cock was inside of her, she would own my dick and the next 13 years of my life.

I was a virgin.

I was a shy, female-ignorant virgin. Sucking tits and awkward near-fingering was the closest I’d ever been. I had never even seen a pussy face to face.

Once I was inside of her, however… I wanted to know every goddamn thing about her pussy, every goddamn thing about all pussy!!

21 years old and the only orgasms I ever experienced were self-induced. That is until that moment.

I pierced her slowly, taking it all in, savoring every sensation. Melody’s 19-year-old pussy was taut. Her pussy was steaming hot. Her pussy was thick & meaty and snug as hell. And her pussy was soaking wet, drippingly so– a glistening pussy that welcomed and begged for my cock.

Mel’s pussy was fleshy heaven. I started to cum the moment my dick was fully inserted. Her hot wet tightness gripped my pulsing cock and I ejaculated inside of her within seconds. There was no holding back.

One. One thrust inside of her perfect pussy and my dick was convulsing and firing the thickest of loads in furious amounts. I gripped her mountainous tits tightly and continued to convulse into her as I moaned and called her name.

Melody.

Melody and her mystic pussy.

I couldn’t even thrust more. I was frozen inside of her, filling her bare cunt with what felt like buckets and buckets of my virgin sperm.

And Mel fucking loved it. The moment I erupted inside of her, I feel her pussy tighten around me, her pink pulling me in further. As my thick soup filled her fuck bowl, her mouth dropped open, she held her breath and my new lover came with me. And equally as hard.

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We screamed into my bedroom air in unison as I emptied years worth of jizz inside her. Melody had a cum fetish, a rather rowdy one and one that she rarely got fulfilled.

I pulled out and collapsed next to her naked body still trembling with her own O’s.

She lowered her legs and instantly squealed.

“My fucking God, look at that!!” she exclaimed.

It was my pooled cum that had filled her up and gushed out of her hole. It was the size of large pillow, a wet spot that ran from between her legs down to nearly her feet.

She shoved her own fingers inside of herself to feel how covered she was in my shots. Arousal washed over her again.

Enthusiastically Mel fingered away at her cum-soiled hole until I replaced her fingers with my own. The excess of my cum allowed for greater penetration. Deeper and more fingers. She obviously enjoyed this.

Without provocation she flipped herself over face down into the wet spot, licking and sucking away at the sheets.

Her ass and pussy in the air, I slowly inserted all five fingers into Melody. She growled into my wet spot and pushed into my hand, my fist now firmly inside of her. She rocked her body, fucking my fist as she lapped up my virgin load.

Melody’s orgasm was long and hard. I’d never witnessed such beauty. I fisted her harder. She came harder. Amazing how that worked.

I don’t know if she begged me to stop first or if my arm gave out first, but we collapsed into a pile on the bed when I pulled my fist out.

I didn’t even realize how erect I was again until I felt her mouth around me. She sucked me slowly, savoring the taste of her own pussy on my dick.

I ran my pussy drenched fingers through her hair as she brought me to a quick climax. Another heavy load, this time shooting directly into Mel’s mouth and throat. She swallowed every drop and even sucked at my tip for more.

I almost loved it more than nutting in her pussy. Almost.

We held hands and I kissed her on her mouth, neck and tits. We got no sleep that night and would fuck four more times before morning. Cumming all four times in that electrifying pussy that now ruled my life.