The last 12 hours of a relationship | 2016

I really expected to be with my (now ex) girlfriend for a lot longer. We broke up for, as far as I'm concerned, a stupid fucking reason; she couldn't live in the moment. I'm still pretty fucked up about it, but this post isn't about that (obviously). Our last night together was sizzling fucking hot.

Borrowing descriptors from my previous two stories

My (ex)girlfriend and I work in the same area of the city; I introduced myself to her on our train one day because of how motherflippin' gorgeous she is. She is a tall, pale, leggy brunette. She has the greatest ass I have ever seen, a smooth, flat stomach, hazel eyes, she keeps her hair very short, a pixie cut that suits her like you wouldn't believe. I'm a bit shorter than her. I'm your average Guatemalan BJJ dude; short, brown skin, fairly stocky and with a buzzcut.

The only difference is that she's been growing her hair out a fair amount, but it's still just barely past her chin. And we've broken up, obviously.

Part one

We had already technically broken up, I'd gotten my shit and left, but realised that if I had ended it like that I would regret it. So I texted her and asked her if I could stay one more night. She said yes, we cuddled and talked and I cried like a bitch, but eventually she wanted to go to sleep.

"It wouldn't be weird if I were to take off my pj's would it? You know, because we usually sleep naked?" She said to me, a tremor in her voice.

"Weird? Why would it be weird, we usually sleep naked." I slowly whispered back, curling myself up against her, roughly groping her pussy over her pajama pants, the way she likes, burying my face in her neck and taking in deep breaths of her sweet scent. She responded with a sound between a hiss and a gasp; she hadn't expected me to be so direct. By now she should know better. I slide my hand into her pajama pants and start gently stroking her labia, gathering her wetness on my fingers before moving my fingers to her clit, and working it until she has her first orgasm. I wrap my left arm around her, pulling her into me and breathe in her sweet scent, licking her neck, kissing her mouth as I brought her to climax. She has a shuddering orgasm, quietly gasping for breath, and then she was ready for me.

I put my fingers in her mouth, so she could taste herself, then I licked her saliva and her juices from my fingers. Then I positioned myself between her legs, kneeling above her in missionary position.

"Are you ready?" I ask

"Uh huh" she responds.

"Look at me." She looks at me, then I slowly slip my cock into her, watching her expression soften with pleasure as I do so. I got on my elbows, got off my knees and slowly thrust into her to begin with. Once she was nice and warm and ready to get properly fucked I got back on my knees, pulled her towards me, put one hand on her throat and started with short, fast strokes.

I called her a slut and a whore, and make her tell me how much she likes me fucking her, just how she likes. Once I got another orgasm out of her from the short, fast strokes I started giving her longer strokes, just as fast. I had never fucked her at this pace before, and she loved it.

"You like getting fucked like this whore?" I whispered to her.

"Y..y..yes.." she gasps back to me, and I gently slap her face (something else I had never done; I was trepidatious about it but very happy with the result).

"Who does this sweet little pussy belong to?" I whispered.

"Y..Y..It's.. yours..." she gasped, and I gently slapped her again.

"You like the way this cock feels inside you?" I whispered.

"Y..y..yes.." she gasps, and I gently slapped her, with my other hand on her throat.

She gots closer and closer to coming, so I shut the hell up, keeping my left hand on her throat and kept gently slapping her until she does, a soft moan escaping her lips, then I pressed myself up against her warm, silky smooth body and kiss her deeply, her tongue in my mouth, I massaged it with mine.

She is fucking done for now, so we go to sleep.

Part two

She has a tendency to sleep very badly; bad nightmares. While I was with her I felt proud to give her some comfort and respite from this. I was very good at it. The thunder woke us both with a start. She sat bolt upright, crying out in distress, and I was immediately awake with my arms around her, bringing her down, comforting her and telling her it was just thunder. She calmed down and pressed herself up against me, gently kissing and nuzzling me, which is how I knew she was ready for round two.

"Suck my cock." I ordered, and she immediately obliged.

She took me in her mouth, and after about a minute I told her to stop and lie down. Then I was inside her, giving her long slow strokes, kissing her mouth and taking in her smell and the feel of her skin. Once she was properly warmed up and ready I was ready to dominate her again. I moved down her body, putting my mouth directly on her pussy, licking her labia, before holding her legs, pulling back her clitoral hood and gently sucking on her clit, slowly increasing in intensity until she was writhing in ecstasy. While she loves this, she also kind of hates it because she can't take it for too long. I usually let her pull away, but not that night. And I gave her a little reminder of just how much stronger I am than her.

She started to pull away from me, but I clamped my palms on the front of her thighs, forcing her to face the pleasure full on. She was writhing in agonizing ecstasy; moaning and pushing on my head and gripping the sheets and pushing against the headboard, with almost no control of her own body. One of the sexiest things I will ever see in my life is every time I have gone down on her, and she reacted like this, and I saw her abdominals and thighs flex and tighten rhythmically. Words can't describe it. It's one of the best things I will ever experience. When she couldn't take it anymore she came with a long, sighing moan and stiffened. Then I roughly flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips towards me and started licking her from her clit to her ass. I licked her ass, licked around her ass and thrust my tongue into her warm, salty asshole, before roughly pressing her into the mattress, and slipping my cock back into her pussy. "Please... Fuck my arse..." she moaned as I started thrusting into her again, and I pressed myself up against her, my left hand on her throat and my right hand pinching and rolling her nipples while she rubbed on her clit.

"Oh I want to... I really want to..." I whispered into her ear.

"Then do it!" she growled at me.

"No." I answered, before letting go of her throat, and pushing her head into the mattress with my left hand, but putting most of my weight through my right hand.

I continued to fuck her like this, alternating between holding her down and holding her throat, pushing her mouth against mine, until she came and was done, then I rolled off her body, we lay down, talked for a bit then went back to sleep.

Part three

Morning sex was always my favourite, and I sure as hell wasn't going to skip out on it this time. I woke before her and pulled out my phone; I went on facebook and started putting out feelers; I knew I would need to be hanging with my friends later that day, to stop myself from slowly and determinedly walking into the ocean with pockets full of rocks. By the time she woke up I had already filled up my day. A final good morning quickly escalated into kissing, and kissing into having her in doggy style on the edge of the bed. She's taller than me, so it's the only way it works, with me holding her hips down so she doesn't spasm and move too high for me to reach.

After a while of that we were back in missionary, with and we essentially did the same things as in part one. With every orgasm I gave her a series of light slaps and then pinned her legs in more submissive (and probably less comfortable) positions. I was holding her throat with my left hand, the crook of my left elbow hooking behind her knee, and my right hand pinning her right knee to the mattress when she couldn't take anymore. Then I pulled her away from the headboard so I could fuck her in missionary one last time. Hard and fast – I was getting closer to finally coming.

"I want to come on your face!" I growled aggressively (something she has never let me do).

"Come on my face!" she responded enthusiastically. Unfortunately I was too slow and came across her breasts and stomach.

After that we had a pretty sad morning.

In my emotional state the night before I had actually forgotten a heap of my stuff, including one of my suits from a wedding we went to less than a month ago. I took her out to breakfast, then dropped her off back at her place. I kissed her one last time, and made sure to tell her to call me any time she wants to fuck. This was only two weeks ago, but I don't expect she ever will.

In any case, I've pretty much been a ghost walking for the last couple of weeks, and writing this was hard (not in a fun way). But at least I gorilla fucked her so good it will haunt her dreams. I actually wish I could put it on my CV.