Freaky Friday

D picked me up at the subway at 9.00 am and we then parked somewhere quiet and got in the back. I spent a long time eating her out, we spent a long time fucking. I don't know how many times she came, but I came once in her cunt and might have done so again but that I was due at work by 10.45. I barely made it, with my shirt bloodied from the end of D's period, reeking of her blood and cunt-juice and sweat. Crazy, irresponsible, immature - but tremendous fun.

Two hours later we were back together, and off to the Kew Motor Inn, where we spent a little over two hours doing more of the same, plus a lot of anal and a long blowjob. Again, there were times when it was incredibly intense, aggressive, sweaty sex, and others where it was calm, friendly, precise. With D just about any mood is possible, though I suppose there is a tendency towards the freaky, frenzied end of the spectrum. But in the morning, for example, we chatted about the upcoming anniversary of her father's death while fucking gently, and D wept a little, and that is exactly how sex should be - a mode of existence that can encompass almost everything else. Do you ever see people talking while fucking in porn movies, or movies of any sort?

I am more relentless with D than anyone else. I never want to release her, always want to see if I can stretch her ecstasy out for longer, make her come again, add something to the mix. So when she is coming while I suck and lick her clit and pinch her nipples, I try to keep her going, stick a finger up her cunt, or in her ass, let her drift down from the peak only a little way before driving her up again. And when she is shuddering and convulsing, I like to slip my cock into her cunt and feel the aftershocks coursing through her.

Addendum: Late that night, I proposed fucking to C, but - as is often true with her - she was not inclined, and so jerked me off instead. Odd, isn't it, how the intra-marital sex is more impersonal, mechanical, mindless that the extra-marital. C loves me and wants me to be satisfied, but does not desire me much at all.