Dirty Sex on my Mind - Before May Mattered
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June 1997
After talking to Jane’s sister I tried
to sleep. I ended up having quite a restless night going over
everything that had happened in my head. I masturbated, reliving Al
fondling by breasts, and took the scene further so that in my head he
was pounding his cock into me while spanking my arse. That’s the
type of sex I want – not polite and not always gentle, dirty sex.
In the olden days, with Vic, we could get quite raunchy but not as
“bad” as I need – I only get that in my imagination. I drifted
into a deeper sleep and woke at ten. Waiting for Vic, I Pottered
around congratulating myself about how brave I’d been to tell Seb
it was over.
Vic turned up about six with a bottle of
wine, which we duly drank. We went out to eat – Indian – he
seemed excited about the termination of my relationship with Seb but
was clearly apprehensive about my preoccupation with Al - as my
excitement regarding seeing Al was apparent. We walked back to my
place, very drunk and holding hands. Once back we reminisced somewhat
about our past relationship, laughing and fooling around in
general.We began to kiss. I was feeling very relaxed and pulled my
top and bra off. Just like old times, Vic’s eyes came out on
stalks, proclaiming he still hadn’t been privy to any boobs better
than mine. He spent time caressing them which I enjoyed because of
the anticipation of what was coming next, but I didn’t feel as
sexually charged as I had when Al had been doing the same thing.
Pretty soon we were naked on my bed and
leisurely had intercourse. It was ok; well I mean it was familiar in
a comforting sort of way. Consequently, I didn’t find it greatly
exciting. But it was certainly the best sex I’ve had in a while, as
that element of my relationship with Seb had dwindled drastically. He
seemed to view me as a dirty bitch because of my past (which I wish
I’d never told him about) - I think he was also slightly
intimidated by my sexuality.
Getting back to Vic and me; after the
sex, we promptly fell asleep. I woke at five and suddenly had a gut
feeling that Seb would turn up early. Much to his annoyance, I woke
Vic up and made him go and sleep in the spare room. This was just as
well as my intuition was correct and Seb came round at eight. He said
he was collecting some of his stuff but it was obvious he was
checking up on me. Still, I am glad he didn’t find me in bed with
Vic - that would really have been rubbing salt into the wound.
Once Seb had gone Vic said, “Phew,
that was a close one”.
I made some toast and after some
chit-chat, Vic left too. He needed to get back to work. I have to
admit that once all alone I felt a bit lost. I started analysing too
many things in my head. Seb’s Mum called and was very reasonable.
She said to pop over and see her whenever I wanted.
That same evening I met Jane at the Gym
and we did our usual workout and had a bottle of lager after. We
gossiped about Al and made arrangements to go away together to the
coast next month. I’m really looking forward to it.
Luckily I was so tired that I slept well
that night. Now I am at work pretending to be writing notes on the
plant project, hoping that Al will call so we can meet up again. I
can’t stop thinking about him, wondering what his cock’s like and
I just know he is into dirty sex too. That’s all for today, must do
some work.
PS – I was just about to leave the
office when he rang. Fantastic, we are meeting up for a drink on
Friday evening. I can’t wait. Think I will wear my gipsy skirt and
crop top to really show off my body...
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Comments
I'd be interested in hearing what you considered 'dirty sex' back in 1997.