Smut With A Smirk

The r ecall  of  former pasts  only lasts a few minutes. When the slithers first started I would think they  we r e  dreams. Then I would notice  things  changed while I was away  before I no longer noticed .  That was when the  notebo oks  began .   I started leaving paper and pencil by the bed when I was hav ing  sex. It became clear I only slithered away momentarily after I came.  But  while away  time ran for longer durations, depending apparently on frequency and quality  of  sex. Away times   could be  very long indeed .  But my returns to what was presently passing for now took  turns  of   unsettling nature. That is  until the  rubber band  of time caught up and the slithers became memories that had always been there.  T ime  critical  recollection  was key.   I would return  sometimes to  Jud y's ...

Oh it was dark. Oh it was oh so wet. From the angle and the poofectly formed ass and elevations I knew. I knew. But this was no time to call out heedlessly. After all I had been here before. But it felt so perfect. The way I was sliding. No. Gliding in and out of the wettest, tightest, most perfect twat terra splitest ever. When she fell forward and off my cock and purred as only she could the elongated syllable Pooooohfect did I know I had landed. Bingo!

Yes we rolled around. It was forever. First close order groping, followed by roundabout rubbing, leading to roustabout ransacking until the cloth pants, shirts, boxers, brassiere, and panties succumbed to the Inevitable. Tami was naked. I was naked. She stood up. She began to arrange the four pillows on the bed. Gibbering crazy demands amid girlish giggles. She placed one sideways. One long ways. Two stacked highways and sideways. But Tami left a gap at the headboard. Tami filled that gap with her head. She spread her long curly chestnut hair symmetrically over mattress. It mounted and conquered the sideways pillow. It inevitably covered her outstretched arms bunching nicely around her snow colored breasts which contrasted with her deeply tanned skin. Only her brown nipples matched the brown of her belly. I could not wait to fondle those pert snowy globes. Hair placement in order she positioned and pressed her skinny back into the longways pillow. Her hips swiveled. Her ass rode up st...

At least he calls first. I knew he was drunk. He presents no pretext other than he wants to come over in the wee hours of the morning to fuck me. I hate myself for saying alright. I would hate myself more if I wasn't having the rolling waves of orgasms I'm having now.   I thought when I opened the door I could keep my dignity by acting annoyed for a few seconds at least.   But I open the door there he is with that cock in hand  sporting  a massive hard on. He cries out as I open the door ...   "Quick, before the sun rises I must hide this under that big black bush of yours or it will turn to dust ."   Yes I am Italian and these were pre landscaping days.   He took me over the arm of my couch five paces from the door. My panties where down in three, my teddy was  hiked above my waist  in four. He split me wide and deep by five  as  I had a face full of couch cushion. It was comfy. But I came and he didn't . ...