Apart from my unusual meeting at the food market storehouse net week I 'd been mostly celibate since then, content to just get lost emaciate time watching pretty much every movie Netflix and Disney+ had to offer. My girlfriend apologized for her itchy vagina being treated for a yeast contagion, by doing her safe to satisfy me with a few cock sucking every now and then. A few night ago she danced around in a aphrodisiac night gown to really turn me on, played some palatine tonsil hockey with me, then had me jerk off on her tits. All that was great, even if she did wipe it all away right afterwards, but it just could n't wait to get my cock back in her pussy where it belonged.

Then yesterday we had some fun by joining me in the shower bath, and was really sexy with the urine going down her fuzz as she bobbed on my man-meat until I finished off coating her face in my pasty bloodless glaze for the few second until she washed it off, but it really is n't the Lapp as actual fucking. Though on the summation side I did n't need to use my last condom yet, and I knew I 'd have to go out and search for more than soon.

Anyway, today while we were watching TV on my couch we heard some shouting out in the flat composite hallway. Always being the funny type, my girl went to the doorway of our apartment and looked out to see what was happening while I hung back. I did n't want to get involved in whatever stunned domestic billet was being caused by people being kooked up together for do long, but being no longer muffled by the close up doorway we could hear the Christian Bible clearly shouted down the hallway.

'' Get outta here, ya damn Chink ! '' a man yelled, and I was instantly on my base. `` This pestilence is all your flaw ! '' I heard, and then after I pushed past my stunned lady friend and was almost running down the G. Stanley Hall to where a sixty year old SOB stood over a Loretta Young Asian woman crying on her knees, her grocery store spilled all over the level around her as she must throw just come back for shopping. He raised his fist again, but in a blur of velocity that felt like a comic al-Qur'an instead of real life, I was there to becharm his firstly before he could strike her again.

'' It takes a big fucking asshole to beat up a small girl ! '' I growled, pushing him away so forcefully that he bounced off the bulwark behind him. `` Get the fuck back in your apartment and if you do much as look at her again I 'll damp your fucking arm ! '' I was serious as a heart plan of attack, and I could see that I put the fear of God in him as I 'd intended. He didn't even say anything as he ran back to his apartment and slammed the door shut behind him.

"Don't worry about that guy,"I said calmly, holding my handwriting out to the minuscule Asiatic girl still cowering on the floor of the hallway. She just looked at my hand like at dead fish for a moment, but then she did hesitantly require it and stand back up. It was only afterwards I thought how poor fish it was too go touching two strangers during this quarantine, but I just figured I 'd have to wash away my hands when I got back to my plaza. `` Are you okay ? '' I asked, squatting down to help her filling up the cans and solid food that was scattered during the altercation.

'' goodness, good, '' she answered in a choppy fashion. Maybe she did n't bang much English people, but since that 's all she said, I did n't know. I rebagged what I 'd picked up, and she 'd been doing the like, then just retreated down there hall to another door and looked at me again, kind of weird, starting into my someone type look. I wondered if she was alone, I thought so, since I 'd not seen anyone else living with her since she moved in last year, but she hardly looked older than a teenager. `` Tank you, '' she said, then closed the door. I returned to my apartment, and was going to talk to my girlfriend about it, but after I got back inside she was n't by the doorway any longer, and not in the living room, not the kitchen.

I washed my hired hand and wondered where she 's gotten off to, though did n't have to wait long, because she was waiting for me in the living room as I walked back in from the kitchen, leaving up against the wall in her sexy red lingerie that she 's gotten for me just this valentine 's day, one deal on her tit, and the early caressing her crotch, her eyes closed and just showing off how aphrodisiac she could be.

'' I need you, right now, '' she moaned at me, and who was I to argue ? I took her in my implements of war and kissed her hard, knowing the signs she gives when she wants me to master her. Most of the metre she liked to be in charge, blowing me, having me eat her out, telling me what she wanted, or just riding me, and do n't get me wrong, I love it. She 's smart and funny, and one of the things I love most is usually she just says what she wants, but sometimes I can secern she wants something she ca n't bring herself to say out loud : to be treated like a tatty whore.

It 's usually after we watch a horror or action at law motion-picture show with a studly star, especially if there 's a suggestive or hot scene in it, and then she gets kittenish with me right wing afterwards. I always figured she was imagining I was that hero once we turned out the lights. Some guy cable might get envious, but I could n't find fault her. Lord knows that more than a few times I 've fantasized about fucking porn starlets or other actresses when I 've been nut deep in her as well. Besides, she gets really slutty when I play it up for her, and I love how she moans when I 'm biting her neck and mauling her tits just enough to excite with a soupcon of pain to feel real number, but not enough to smart her. Though this is probably the maiden sentence I could think of when she was like this for me alone.

We never left the living room, just kissing and letting me roughly grope her silk covered body until we could n't place upright it any longer. I spun her around and campaign my jean covered bulge right in her ass cleft, pressing her hard against the wall as I took a smattering of her sexy red panties and pulled up hard. She gasped as the textile and I gave her a hard wedgie until the elasticity finally came loose and opened the way for me to accession her bitch directly.

I nibbled on her neck as my fingerbreadth found their way down her ass and between her legs, probing for her soft folds, eager and wet, just as I had expected. There was no more foreplay. I unbuttoned my jean, pushed my cock through the nominal head flap of my boxers, and bent my stifle just enough to line up, then buried my toilsome cock in her moist cunt.

'' Yesss, '' she hissed with atonement as I entered her, then took a just hold off her rosehip and started pounding her up against the wall. I was hard, fast, and loud, though not as loud as she was. I 'm sure our neighbors could hear the rhythmic thumping shaking the wall as our trunk forcefully collided over and over again, but I did n't manage. This was the first pussy I had in almost a week, and condom-free thanks to her desperate desire, so I was n't going to rot a second of it.

I was n't even really thinking about it yet, though I could feel my impending desire construction when she moaned, her back talk pressed against the wall on it 's side with one of my hands forcefully pinning her head there, `` Give it to me, pass on it to me now ! Ahhh ! ``

She 'd already orgasmed once, I could secernate by her moans just after we 'd started, but I had n't let that slow me down until I got my filling and held on until I got her back to that double-dyed blend of cockeyed and spasming. My knee were getting a little sore from fucking her raw for the last five mo straight, but then with her being for it I felt her tighten up and cum for a second base time. That was the Shangri-la I wanted, so I let light and only a here and now later I pushed deep one last clip and injected her uterus full phase of the moon of my seminal fluid, leaving my body the Sami way I 'd been fucking her, hard, fast, and hot.

'' shit ! '' she gasped as I was sure she felt my sperm burn her womb as I emptied myself into her, hoping she found half as much pleasure from the feeling of being filled as I got from being drained. The way the world just brightened up, and my whole consistence became a wonderfully unbend and dead attic, collapsing onto the sofa. `` I 'm leaking all over, '' she playfully complained a few moments later as she wobbled out of the room on shaking legs to the bathroom to clean up.

I looked down at my softening phallus still poking up out of my pants, red with what must be her period blood, and understanding now why she got so horny and let me fuck without the condom. I did n't mind, though I knew it made her self-conscience. As a great deal as I loved the thought of having Thomas Kyd, it totally freaked her out. That was why I still had to use condoms, even though she was already on the contraceptive pill, only getting to know her raw a few daytime out of every month when she was sure it was impossible to get knocked up. And even then she hated all the fix of the rake, sometimes enough to make her gag and puke in the bathroom.

I got up and grabbed a newspaper towel from the kitchen to clean up the biggest gobs of rip and cum from my bulwark, and another to pass over away the splatter lead she left on her way to the bathroom. When I caught up to her she 'd already discarded the intimate apparel and was showering off, so I joined her. Both of us happy and exhaustively giggling at how amazing each early had been.

To be continued ....

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