Mr. Just Breaks continued to ease inside me inch by inch. My body automatically tensed the further he went. I waited to feel him completely inside me, to feel my body up against his, but that never happened.
"I can't go any further in"
"What do you mean you can't go further in?" I asked as I glanced over my shoulder at him.
"I mean.. I'm not all the way in, but I don't know.. I can't fit any more in. It's like I've hit a wall or something."
Yea.. my chest cavity I thought to myself. I take another look and realize he's still a good 4-5 inches away from my body. However, my body just couldn't take any more of his length. We both just stood there frozen, not knowing what to do next. It's not like I could just will my insides to grow longer to be able to accommodate his length and it wasn't like he could shrink himself to fit better.
I thought a different position might help some, he agreed, we grabbed our clothes and led me back into the front office. We looked around hoping to find another spot, unfortunately nothing seemed like it would be comfortable except on the floor. I wasn't about to get naked and lay on the dirty ass floor that many people walk all over daily with who knows what on the bottom of their shoes. I remembered I had a blanket still in my car from the going to the beach the weekend before so I put myself together and run out to retrieve it.
During my walk I wondered if this was a good idea. I mean, I didn't know the guy. Yea... he had a huge thick dick.. but apparently it was a little TOO big (yes.. there really are some that are too big). Hey.. I like a nice big dick as much as the next girl.. but I DON'T like feeling like I'm getting a back alley hysterectomy with a flag pole.
By the time I reached the door I had decided to tell him let's just forget about this and part ways.... Thanks for trying, here's a nice cancellation prize.. see ya. But when I opened the door and saw him sitting behind the desk, butt-ass naked, stroking himself I just stopped. I couldn't form words. I couldn't even think straight. All I could do was stare at his body. Well.. honestly..stare at his hand stroking his dick. I dropped the blanket right inside the door, locked the door behind me and went to him. I landed on my knees so fast and hard I knew I'd have bruises the next day, but I didn't seem to care. With both hands I grabbed him and pushed him in my mouth. I couldn't fit much of him in my mouth, far less than I could fit him the other way, but still I licked and sucked as if he was my lifeline.
It only took a few minutes and he was pulling me away. "Stop.. or I'm going to cum."
I never let go off him, but slide my mouth away and looked up. "You wanna try it again? On the floor?"
He never answered me, just stood up, got the blanket and laid it down. I took the que, undressed and laid on my back. He knelt between my legs and spread them. I could feel him rubbing the head of himself against my clit while he inserted a finger inside me. It only took me seconds and my back was arching, I was grabbing at the blanket and exploding all over his finger. He slid his face down between my legs and quickly found that perfect spot with his tongue. 2 more orgasms and some begging later, he finally raised up enough to enter me.
This time I knew what to expect and willed my body to stay relaxed. I don't know if it was the new position, the fact that he got me off 3 times in a row or if it really was that I knew what to expect, but this time he didn't have much of a problem getting almost all the way in me.
Thankfully he was gentle and slow and the tension I didn't even know I had began to fade away. We found a nice slow rhythm together and each time, he'd go further and further inside me. Before I realized it, he was all the way inside and it barely hurt. Our rhythm increased faster and harder. I forgot the pain and gave into the pleasure. When I thought my body could handle it I changed positions to all 4's. The pain was back again and it felt like he was drilling a hole into my uterus. I collapsed onto my stomach and had opened my mouth to tell him to stop when the pain left again throwing me right back into mind-blowing pleasure.
I reached down to play with myself as he continued to pound me but his hand pushed mine away. He replaced my hand with his own and his fingers found my magic spot. Between his fingers doing their magic and his dick rubbing fast and hard over my g-spot I came almost instantly. I grounded against him and moaned so loud I was surprised no one next door heard me.
A few more hard pushes and he was cumming. The roar that arose from him startled me.. I did not expect him to sound like a wild bear, but I chuckled as he collapsed on top of me.
It wasn't long before I climbed out from under him. I was sweaty, out of breath and left like I was going to die being smothered by his body weight. We both laid there speechless for awhile, trying to catch our breaths.
"You got anything to drink? I think I'm dehydrated now" I joked
He laughed "Yea, I got a few beers out in the bay or you can get a soda from the fridge out there."
He was nice enough to grab me a soda as we made our way to the bay to smoke a cigarette. We chatted for a little longer and I decided it was time for me to go. My legs felt like cooked spaghetti and all I wanted was to go to sleep. We made plans to meet up again soon and I left.
When I got home I took a long hot shower and feel into bed. The next morning I woke up and felt like I had been run over by a Mac truck. When I got to the bathroom I realized my knees were indeed bruised as was my back and my tender lady parts were so tender I couldn't sit down.
I called a friend and tried to ask her advice without giving away any details as to WHY I couldn't sit, but of course, she wouldn't tell me anything until I told here what happened. After listening to her laugh for about 5 minutes straight, she recommended taking some Tylenol and a cold bath. As we hung up, I could still hear her laughing. Bitch.. let's see who's laughing when YOU can't sit because you had a tree trunk inside YOU! I thought to myself. But realized.. I'd probably be laughing my ass off too, if the situation was reversed.
I grabbed a bottle of water, the bottle of Tylenol and a bucket of ice. Screw the cold bath... I needed to sit on some ice!
A few hours and about 3 ice baths later, I get a text on my cell from Mr. Just Breaks. Said he had a great time the night before and wants to hang out again.... that night!!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Hitting the Breaks - 3
Posted by ~J at 6/23/2011 10:30:00 PM 11 comments
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