Dancing Sideways

"Jealous?" I asked her, becoming brave.

She bit her lip. "I admit. I am a little. She's definitely good material. I'm sure she was a hot fuck." Her words were making me nervous. Over the past few days, besides considering the fact that she may not have even gone through with the entire experience, I had hoped that if she did, it wasn't good. In the midst of my sexual thoughts I tried to imagine him cumming within the first 2 minutes or it being extremely awkward. I waited for her to continue, but she didn't. She was waiting for me.

"She was," I mumbled. The guilt pushed me toward the defensive. "What about you? Did you fuck Jack!?" My words came out bolder than I had intended. She looked at me a bit startled, but a smile was still on her face. She laid down and closed her eyes, squirming a little as her hips grinded.

"I did," she said, opening her eyes.

"How was it?" I asked her.

"Fine," she said quietly, with a smirk.

"Just fine?" I pressed on, my imagination running wild.

"I can't tell you every detail!" she cried, giggling. She nodded and bit her lip. "It was fine."

We stayed silent for a moment, trying to grasp the situation. Fucking, sucking, penetration, slapping, scratching, licking, bucking, moaning, grinding…I couldn't stop think about any of them. I needed to know. "You can tell me," I told her. "The details."

"Do you really want to know?" she asked me, eyebrows rose.

I nodded like an excited child. She smiled wide, lust in her eyes. "Well I called him when I got there. I told him I wanted us to get together to talk about something important. I told him what you and I were doing, and as I expected, he was more than willing to…accept the offer. I mean I was pretty much begging him to fuck me!" I gulped at her words, my head rushing forward as I continued to listen. "I met up with him later that week at his place. We talked a little, he cooked for me. It wasn't really a date atmosphere, just two friends getting together. Then we went into his bedroom, where we…" She paused, teasing me for a moment with silence. "He got undressed first. When I saw his cock…" She shivered. "I've never seen anything like it. Yours is nice, but his was huge. And it was just throbbing for me. I could barely resist it. He asked me undress, so obviously I did as I was told. Then as he sat on the edge of the bed, he grabbed my hips with his big hands, lifted me up, and placed me on his cock. It stretched me so much that I couldn't barely breathe or think. I just took it in and when I got settled, he began to buck his hips up into me, making me ride him. He was so big and so deep that I couldn't even think." She paused again and I waited in great anticipation for her to continue. "Are you sure you want to hear more? If you're getting upset, I understand."

Part of me was. Part of me was destroyed at the fact that he had done this to her. But my own throbbing cock didn't care. I wanted to hear more. I wanted to hear every detail. "No, I'm fine!" I insisted. "Go on."

She smiled and continued her story. "After a few minutes of that, we shifted positions and…" She winced. "I kind of became obsessed with his cock."

"What!?" I cried out of shock. She mistook it at jealousy, which was also mixed within.

"I'm going to stop," she blushed. "It only gets worse."

"No, I'm cool. I'm fine. I just want to hear it," I insisted once again.

She sighed. "Fine, but one more time and I'm finished." I nodded. "I became obsessed with his cock and I began sucking on it. I know we had our rules about no oral, but I couldn't help it. I needed to taste it. I promise, Craig, it was pure lust in me. I sucked it and jerked it. I did everything to it until he finally pulled me off of it." She giggled. "He had to force me to stop sucking his dick. Anyway, he laid me down on my back and before I could comprehend, he shoved his big cock into me with one fowl swoop. It hurt, but just for a second. Then it felt amazing. I got so into as he fucked me pussy. I was so wet, Craig. My juices were going down my legs. Then he pulled out again, flipped me onto my stomach and helped me onto my knees. When he started to spread my legs behind me, I knew what he was going to do. I braced myself until I felt him press his big hard cock into my pussy from behind. I actually jumped and squealed when he did it. He liked that. He fucked me like that for ten fucking minutes, using me from behind. I was screaming so loud and there was a huge wet spot under me. I kept begging him to fuck me harder and the more I begged, the harder he fucked. He kept hitting my spot over and over again and he told me to play with my clit. My face fell into the pillow and I wailed, my fingers sloppily fucking my burning little clit as he pounded into me. I came so hard that I thought he'd shoot, but he didn't. He had the stamina of a horse. After I came, pulled out, picked me up, and placed me onto his dick so that I was holding his neck. He licked my nipples, bit them, pinched them, and tortured them while I just sat on his cock. Every time he went into me, I couldn't help but squirm and squeal."

She moaned and writhed as she spoke. I could barely contain myself, but I wanted to hear more. "He pressed me against the wall for a finale. He fucked me so hard against that wall that I came again. I could feel him hitting so deep and my pussy was so stretched. All I could do was let him fuck me. Hard. And I loved it. Finally, as he fucked me, he carried me over to the bed; laid me on the edge and fucking pounded into me until he came so much that I could feel the condom fill completely inside me. I was exhausted afterwards, but I knew our no sleeping over rule, so he took me home." She paused, as if she was finished. But she wasn't. "He then fucked me again for an hour and a half. I came 4 times, once in his mouth. It was so hot. His cock was even bigger after cumming the first time. And…toward the end, he was finally fucking me in the ass." My face turned to horror as she had violated our agreement. No anal. But I let the horror sink away, hoping she'd continue to some sort of conclusion. She seemed ashamed, but still excited and extremely turned on by the events.

"I know…I know…But it was pure lust, I swear to you. My pussy had just taken so much, but I wasn't done. I wanted more. So I begged him to fuck my ass. He didn't want to. I told him about us and the agreement and he tried to convince me that we should stop. He offered to cum in my mouth, but I wanted to be fucked. So he lubed up my asshole and then fucked me so good. I can still feel his giant fucking cock in my little asshole. It hurt so badly, but in a good way. And we didn't need a condom for this one. He took it off and just fucked until he grabbed both of my nipples and pulled at them. My hands were against the wall and he shoved his entire weight into me, cumming deep into my ass. I remember jumping so high when he did it that I smacked my head on the wall. Then I came. He left after that, me exhausted with his cum dripping out of my ass. He told me that I ever needed another experience to call him. And that was that."

In both shock and pure ecstasy, I sat wide eyed at my viciously sexual girlfriend. Although I had had the time of my life, she had just been fucked mercilessly. As jealous as I was that he had been so hot for her, I couldn't help but find her irresistible. At that moment I didn't wonder if I could satisfy her. I didn't wish that I had done more. I didn't need to hear it all again. That would all come much later. Right now all I wanted to do was fuck her until we both passed out. And we did.

Months later, after several fuckings, we eventually calmed down considerably. Though we'd still ask each other to describe out situations just for fun, the experiences had passed. Our sexual life returned to a simple flicker. I always wondered if she would want to do it again. It was a thought that was constantly on my mind, worrying me every time I kissed her. Jack had been so hot to her and though Annie was hot to me, I had only been fucked while Marie had been ravished. Part of me however, wanted some sort of repeat of the event, just to hear her stories again. Just to try to outdo her. But she never mentioned it, so neither did I. Then one evening, after lying around watching a movie, she said something interesting:

"Are you okay with just having sex with a girl for the rest of your life?"