A postmortem on my sex life

postmortem · #1 12-09-2014, 11:02 PM

Innocence Lost

I grabbed Shufen and hurled her roughly onto our velvet-linen bed. She hollered at me, “Ooi! What are you doing?!?!”

But I didn’t give a damn. Like a hungry animal, I climbed on top of my prey and began to devour her. She tried to push me away but her attempts were feeble at best. I rudely brushed aside her tentative attempts to block my array of kisses.

“Noooooo…..”

Her objections were half-hearted and unconvincing. I knew that I had her.

Cupping her face with my hands, we exchanged a very long and deep and passionate kiss. I savoured her delicious pink lips and twirled my tongue endlessly around hers. I tried to taste every single bit of her feminine goodness. We smooched, we licked, we teased, and we did things with our lips and tongues that defy description. Soon my mouth was wet with her saliva and hers with mine, and we relished that drenched feeling like it was the most wonderful sensation. I noticed that her weak objections had been muted at last.

Feeling not a single ounce of resistance left within her, I knew could take it slow and easy now. I carefully unbuttoned her white office blouse and gently stroked her black lacy bra. Her firm, warm breasts were begging to be touched and held and gently caressed with a soft, loving tenderness. I looked into her eyes and saw that she was experiencing the same kind of euphoria that I was.

My rapid heartbeat slowed gradually as the initial urge to seize my prey was replaced with the calm contentment of successful capture. There was no rush. We had all eternity to savour the moment.

Then Shufen and I paused. We did not know if what we were doing was right. We knew we were on the verge of crossing a Rubicon and that we would either enjoy that exquisite moment or be haunted by it for all our lives. We did not know which way it would turn out.

The sense of indecision that filled the room seems to grind all time to a halt. Everything stopped right there. She could sense my uncertainty. Both of us were vacillating, unsure if we should proceed any further. Shufen looked directly into my eyes. What would I do next, she wondered? Would I do the unthinkable?

drifand · #2 12-09-2014, 11:16 PM

Don't leave me hanging, there hasn't been much great stories but yours is something I be following. Ian not pitching a tent, I laid concrete.

postmortem · #3 12-09-2014, 11:56 PM

Fortunately for both of us (or perhaps, for me alone), that moment of indecision did not last. Both of us had been building up to that moment for far too long. For so many years, we had skirted around the inevitable like hapless ducklings caught in a farmer’s net. And now that we were free of that net we almost did not know what to do with ourselves.

But then I realized deep in my heart that I could not let this moment slip away. I was probably the most selfish man on Earth at that instant but I could not care anymore. I did not know if Shufen felt the same way about me, but I was thoroughly in love with her. And my love commanded that I possess her completely however morally ambiguous that may turn out to be.

Without saying a word, I reached behind her and unzipped her tight-fitting navy blue skirt, and very gently, very slowly, slid it off her slender legs. Her black lacy underwear was a perfect match to her bra. My heart started racing madly again. I always had a fetish for office ladies and this was the perfect office outfit for a Shenton Way executive like Shufen. I suddenly realized that this was literally my dream fetish come true. That sense of uncertainty and indecision evaporated like dew encountering the first rays of the morning sun.

Then to my surprise, Shufen, who had been rather docile up to this point, suddenly grabbed my hand and guided it firmly to her crotch and made me massage it with quick, deft motions. With another hand, she reached into her bra and squeezed her nipple hard. And then she started to moan softly and she had that look in her eyes that told me she had surrendered her soul to the ecstasy of the moment.

That was when I lost it. I delved right into her and tore into my prize like a hound unleashed.

Our clothes were rapidly thrown into disarray. We kissed, we frenched, we fondled, we groped and caressed each other’s naked bodies like two cave dwellers who had never experienced sex before. As I grew bolder and more aggressive, so did she. She knew how to match my every move and somehow she instinctively knew how to pleasure me most. Before long, both of us had dived headlong into a sea of pure, divine pleasure and there was no turning back.

Then in a moment of sheer ecstasy, I spread her legs wide open, positioned myself correctly, and plunged my bulging manhood as forcefully as I could into her love hole. She gasped and her body suddenly froze stiff, as if every nerve in her had been paralyzed. Somewhat stunned, I also paused for a moment, not know if I had hurt her.

Then I realized I had not hurt her physically at all. The realization of what had just happened had simply crashed down upon her, and for a moment, she was completely paralyzed at having surrendered to me that one thing she had fought to hold back all these years.

Shufen could not move. She could not speak. She could not do anything.

But I still had my wits about me. I knew exactly what I wanted and I took it. I took it from her. I thrust my manhood into her love canal and fucked and fucked and fucked her until I finally came. And even after I came I continued for as long as possible until we both collapsed into an exhausted heap of sweaty bodies, the tension of the years completely drained and dissipated in that electrifying merger of flesh.

I took it from her that night. And I had neither the energy nor the presence of mind of think about the consequences of what just happened.

postmortem · #4 13-09-2014, 04:50 AM

Both of us lay on that velvet bed in that air-conditioned bedroom of hers for a long time, neither speaking nor moving. The only sounds that could be heard were the whirring of the air-conditioning unit and our breathing. My hand was clasped firmly around hers, and it was as if I dared not let go, lest I lose her the moment I loosened my grip.

Then I heard the sound of gentle, muted crying, and my heart welled up in sympathy. I embraced Shufen and patted her, saying “It’s ok. Everything’s ok.” Like so many years ago when I was the one weeping and she had held me in her calming embrace to comfort me till the crying stopped, I did the same for her. It felt like the story of our lives had come full circle.

Then Shufen asked, “Gavin, what am I going to do?”

I did not know how to answer her. I knew that no matter what I said, I could not possibly offer her any hope for a reconciliation of our situation. So I told her simply, “Shufen, no matter what happens, I’ll be here for you. I promise you that. I will always be with you, no matter what.”

When Shufen heard those words, she started to cry again, and I tightened my embrace, keeping her so very close and allowing her tears to run their course till she fell into a troubled sleep. . And then I too fell into a shallow and edgy slumber, knowing full well that both of us had completely lost whatever remained of our innocence.