George

“I’m one of your bosses, George,” I said. "I didn't find out until four months ago."

"Why haven't you told me until now?" he asked as he signaled for a server. "We're going to need a third pitcher and a shot of whatever is your strongest alcohol is. Thanks."

The server nodded and went on their way. 

"It wasn't the right time and it was agreed upon between the five of us for me not to say anything," I sad after drinking a gulp of the sangria - thankful we were just a quick walk's distance to the hotel. "Vince and the others never knew who you were but they were on the way of wanting to find out. I led them away from trying to find out."

"Yes, I am well aware," he said as he cleared his throat. "From the time I started until now, how many of them were serious?"

"Two. Vin and Matteo," I said.

"Thanks," George said to the server. "I just don't understand why, though. Yes, it was agreed upon by you and the others. There's got to be some good reason." 

"It was a mix of several things but due to the classification, I can't really share the exact why," I said as I poured myself sangria from the third pitcher, thankful that the server was bringing more food and water. "At the end of the day, you weren't in the know due to your safety - "

"My safety?" he asked. "I have been protecting you for several years."

"Once you checked in with the office with who you are and your team found out who my stalker was, I was informed. If this person was aware that you and the team knew - which led to me knowing - would cause you harm," I said. "It’d became dangerous because if you knew, we'd have to pull the protection from me and get you the protection instead. They had a manifesto explaining everything."

"Wow. Sounds crazy," he said. "Crazy like a fantasy."

"Here," I said taking my work phone out of my purse. "You recognize this phone; you've seen this countless times."

"Hello?" he asked as my work phone rang. "Giuseppe Gargiulo. December 19, 1975.  Badge number 18345."

There was a long silence from George as I knew that Ian Marlowe - my partner - was confirming what I told George.

"Thank you, sir," George said, hung up and handed me my work phone back. "I'm sorry that I doubted you."

"Thanks," I said. "I'm heading back to the hotel. Ian told me that I can get the hotel room upgraded; it'll be a suite of sorts. He did most of the arranging. Two separate beds in two private sleeping area, two bathrooms but a common kitchen and living room. I'll make sure that you're aware of the room number."

I grabbed my stuff and left George there. As I turned my head back to look at him, his head was in his hands. I knew that when I got back to the hotel that Ian would be there for George. I knew George wasn't the George that I knew. Giuseppe has an identical twin named Giovanni. Giovanni has been in and out of prison and psychiatric hospitals....Giovanni has been committing crimes and has recently been diagnosed with schizophrenia. 

You may be asking how I knew that the man across from me was Giovanni. It was because he had a gold tooth on his first pre-molar tooth; it was visible any time that he smiled...which was more frequently than George.

Vince

Vince swung by to pick me up the other night to take me to dinner at this recommended restaurant but as we were eating, we were shocked because the food wasn’t as good as we were both told. We just finished what we’d ordered - appetizers - when we asked for the bill. Once paid, we left and ended up grabbing fast food. We ate in his car as we headed back to the hotel. Thankfully, he cracked his windows to help air out his car. He grabbed my overnight bag and my travel mug of water while I grabbed my purse and the garbage from dinner. I saw a garbage can in the lobby so I tossed the garbage in that garage can.

Vince led me to the room he had. I smiled and took his offered hand. The elevator ride took a few minutes since we had the only room on the top floor. We got out and he swiped the key card into the slot and let me in first then followed me in. He put my stuff in closet and went to the mini fridge to grab us some water. I took a few sips before turning to see that half the room was filled with my birth month’s flower.

“Thank you, Vin,” I said before I hugged him. “Very sweet of you to grab flowers for me!”

“You’re welcome, baby,” he said as he kissed me and wrapped his arms around me. “I love you.”

I started unbuttoning and unzipping my pants and then Vince followed my lead. We were undressed and on the bed in no time at all. As I laid on my back, he kissed and caressed my body, lingering on my breasts. I moaned his name and spread my legs for him. He climbed on top of me and inserted his hard penis in my wet apex and started sliding his penis in and out of me. 

He screwed me like that for over an hour and he filled me with his seed several times. As he filled me up the umpteenth time, I wrap my legs around him and flip us over so I’m on top. I start grinding against him and riding him, he climaxed again. I gently climbed off  of him.

“Is this what you wanted?” I asked as I pulled my phone out of my purse to order a car but texted George instead. “Did you take me to a nice restaurant and then fill half of the hotel room full of flowers that I’m super allergic to in order to bed me?”

"I didn't realize that you're allergic to flowers,' he said.

"I am asthmatic - to which you are well aware of - plus I am allergic to pollen!" I exclaimed as I got dressed. "You ever see me use my rescue inhaler, use a nasal spray for allergies, pop a Zyrtec? Especially after being given flowers…?”

"Well, yeah...." he said.

"Put two and two together," I said as I threw on my jacket and grabbed my stuff.

I immediately put my stuff back down and searched the room thoroughly to make sure I didn't leave anything behind; which I didn't. I kissed Vince on the cheek, grabbed my stuff again and headed down the stairs....taking the elevator would make George wait even longer. The second that my foot hit the sidewalk, George pulled up. I threw my overnight bag in the backseat, climbed into the front seat and slammed the door.

"Where are we going?" George asked as he sped out of the hotel parking lot.

"I don't know but it needs to have alcohol, George, and plenty of it," I said. "You're going to need it!"

George drove us to this hole in a wall of a bar; his friend owned it and there was a standing offer for George - the booth that's the furthest from any other table and booth was his and no one could use it unless George was there with them. He parked, got out and met me at my door - I was already out of the car and my cross-body purse across my body. He smiled, shook his head and offered his hand to me. I took his hand and followed him into the bar. 

We sat down at the booth that's unofficially his. We ordered some food - potato skins and nachos - and a pitcher of sangria. By the time the first pitcher of sangria was empty and halfway through the second pitcher when he asked what was going on.

"George, I know that I should call you Giuseppe but I know you as George," I started. "An old lover of mine knew who you are as you were in the military together and knew that you went into the protection services but mostly for diplomats. There was some sociopathic psychopath stalking me and that's why my former lover hired you. The more that you drove Vince and I, and the more I got to know you, I realized that you have multiple identities due to your work for the several agencies that you work for."

"Deppgrl?" he said. "How do you know my true identity? No one calls me Giuseppe but my mother because she doesn't know exactly what I do."

"I know this because I am one of your bosses," I said.

"What?" he asked

Thinking of shutting this blog down for good

I have so much going on right now that I don't know if I can maintain this blog. Things are rough financially and health wise for me, health wise for family members and other circumstances that has me so stressed out that I don't know if I can upkeep this blog.

Some reflection

I think it’s time for me to step away from both Vic and Vin temporarily – if not permanently. One is so in love with me that it's smothering me, but I am out of love with him. One is married and won’t be leaving his wife for me no matter what. The first being Vince and of course, the second being Vic. I have loved them both to some degree over the years but in different ways.

I thought that at one point, Vince and I would marry but thankful that we didn’t. I still care for him and about him to an extent but we’re so different from where we are now in comparison to what we were five years ago. I have so much more to give but what I can’t do is give it to him. I am more than a wife and mother, though. I can’t sit at home and raise the kids – he’s retired so he could, but he wouldn’t. I need to be at work and get paid for the work that I do. Not knocking being a parent because that’s many jobs in one – I just don’t think being a parent is for me.

Years ago, thought that Vic *might* leave his wife for me but since he’s proven to me in the past that he won’t. He hadn’t left her years ago and he won’t now. Does he love me? No, he doesn’t. Does he love being intimate with me? Yes. If he left her for me, what says that he won’t do to me that he does to her…. cheating on me? No. I can’t do that, nor do I want that. It was great when we were together, but I barely think of him or about him when I am not with him.

Many of you are probably wondering about Matteo and George. I blocked Matteo due to him still in love with me and wanting to marry me....he's a bit overwhelming. He’s a great choice; tall, handsome, smart, fantastic in bed, great driver, amazing kisser but even better dancer, great cook but not so great at baking however, I don’t feel the same about him as he does for me. He will make another woman happier than he could make me.

George? George is a decent guy but nothing more than a few nights of mediocre sex. I am still not fully sure who he is exactly, but I know that he worked in my country’s government on some kind of protection team for high-ranking government officials and diplomats. The only thing that my government wants from me is my money; I have no secrets, nor have I done anything significant to be noticed. What I *do* know is that my old lover, Javi, has reached out to George and asked George to keep an eye on me. And paid a handsome amount of money to do so.

I am in no danger or anything of the like however, I am clumsy as all get out. I trip over my bare feet going upstairs while holding onto a handrail. I guess George was hired or used as a favor to make sure that whomever I was dating and/or sleeping with wouldn’t hurt me.

I haven’t spoken to Javi in a long time; not in years. I hope he is doing well. We didn't end well and we didn't end badly either. We had a FWB/situationship - which we were both fine with -  and he found a woman that he was romantically interested in and started dating her. I wish them the best.

Needing to be a little extra careful

I do my best to remember to take my meds - especially my birth control - but sometimes I forget. The couple of days, I’d forgotten to take my BC. Two days ago, I started ovulating. Last night, I was at Vic’s  

I had my legs spread for him all night long. He took his time licking, sucking and biting my apex. I was screaming in pleasure and squirming. Vic knows when I’m ovulating when my nipples are twice their normal size, the sensitivity of my large breasts and I cannot get enough of him. 

Before I arrived last night, Vic picked up a few box of condoms; we both hate condoms but since he’s married to someone else, he doesn’t want any more kids. 

We still have some condoms left and going to take the opportunity to use them.

I can’t sit down for a little bit

I spent a few hours last night with Vince and we both had a great time. He filled up my apex with his seed then he spent the rest of the time riding my ass. He had me bent over his couch, kitchen counters, tables and bed. 

I can’t sit without being sore and I love it. 

Vin

Despite getting over being sick (sinus infection and dual ear infection), I still had some fun adult times with both Vic and Vince - individually, of course. Earlier the other day, I had a migraine and my severe chronic lung disease was acting up so I took my meds for both. Still not feeling too great, I went to urgent care. They couldn't do too much for me as I already did what they were going to do. They did set me up to an IV for electrolytes and they gave me a different treatment for my lung disease - both seemed to help a bit.

Thankfully, I was able to leave at a reasonable time. I went home. I showered, napped and eventually woke up to a text from Vince. He texted me that he was in the area and wanted to see if I wanted to meet up. I called him to say that I would need about 45 minutes and I'd meet him where he was. He told me that he'd pick me up in an hour and have a bag packed in case I need to spend the night. I chuckled and said OK. I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair and got dressed. I threw an oversized shirt in my bag, toiletries, a few clean panties and two changes of clothes - one for a casual dinner and one for a nicer restaurant. 

The last few things I grabbed were my keys, wallet, purse, phone and charger. By the time I was ready, Vince knocked on the door then used his key to enter my place. He came in, took his shoes off, smiled and bent down to kiss me.

"Hey, doll," he said. "Ready? Parents have the cat and dogs?"

"Hi, old man," I chuckled. "Yep! Plus their toys, food, treats and everything else that they need and desire!"

Vince laughed so hard and said that they all need and desire are food, pets/belly rubs, treats and their favorite toys. I agreed as I laughed. Vince grabbed my overnight bag while I grabbed my purse. As we exited my house, he used his key to lock up. The neighbor of my duplex looked at me weirdly and I had to chuckle.

"This is my friend, Vince. I know you've seen a ton of people - fine, men! - in and out of my place and heard many of them. He as full access to my place and permission to enter at any time."

My neighbor nodded their head and went into their side of the duplex. Vince put my bag in the back of his car, came around to the passenger side of my car, opened the door for me. I got in and he carefully closed the door once he checked that it was safe to do so. I buckled up, tossed my phone in my purse and smiled when Vince got behind the wheel.

"Where are we headed, babe?" I asked as rested my hand on his leg as he put the car into gear and headed to the hotel. "Anything fun planned?"

"Nothing terribly exciting, beautiful. Just us, a few books, movies, dinner and drinks somewhere and maybe some time in bed?" he said as he smiled. 

I fell asleep in the 20 minute drive to the hotel that Vince booked. He gently woke me up when we got to the hotel. Again, he grabbed my overnight bag and I grabbed my purse. As we were heading in, he took my hand, gave my hand a squeeze then lead us up the suite that booked for us. There was a mini kitchen in the suite. He stored my bag in the closet and I placed my purse on the counter. 

"Want anything to drink? I have bottled water, juice, beer...?" he asked.

"Just water and one of your wonderful hugs," I said. "I know that the last time we were together, we talked about not having sex. We’ll play it by ear, ok? I don’t want you to feel like I’m leading you on.”

“Ok, beautiful,” he smiled as he got a bottle of water for me. I thanked him. 

We chatted for a few minutes before we decided to go for tacos for dinner. I touched up my makeup and followed Vin to his car. He drove an hour north to this place he’s heard great things about. After parking and getting out of the car, he opened the car door for me. He gave me his hand and helped me out of his car. 

Going full circle twenty odd years later, I tripped. Vince caught me, pulled me tight into his arms and gently kissed me. I opened my mouth to deepen the kiss. He pulled away some minutes later trying to catch his breath. 

“I want you right now but you’re worth more than a quick time in the back seat,” he said, kissing me at the top of my head. “Let’s get something to eat, ok?”

I nodded and followed him inside the restaurant. Once we were sat at our table, the server came over to take our order. We ordered fried dumplings, egg rolls, spring rolls, wonton soup, beef and broccoli, chicken and broccoli, sesame chicken, and sweet and sour chicken. As our apps came out, our waters were refilled and we were given hot green tea. 

We had a great time talking during dinner that night. I knew at that moment that I was no longer in love with him however, I’d still love him to a certain extent. For the most part, he treated me well but I’m not the woman he needs in his life. 

When the conversation was dwindling, we asked for the food to be wrapped up. Vince paid the bill as I went to get the car. When I pulled up to the front of the restaurant, I left the car the car running, got out of the car and into the front passenger seat; he’d drive us back. I leaned back to put the food on the floor behind his seat and grabbed a sweatshirt that he left on the backseat.

I got myself situated back in my seat, buckling the seatbelt then covering myself with his sweatshirt. He hopped in, buckled up and asked if I was ready to head back. I said that I was and he drove us back. I knew that he wanted to rest his hand on my leg/knee but he was tired and he knew something changed between us during dinner. Not even 10 minutes into the drive, I fell asleep.

“DUDE!! Be careful” Vince hissed. “Please carry her up to my room, Matteo. It’s the second door on the left. I’ll be up there in a moment.”

“Relax,” Matteo replied, unaware that I was awake. "I've had this beautiful and precious and curvy woman in my arms before. I don't trust you to carry her!"

"I don't trust you enough to carry her!"

"Vince, any louder and you'll wake her!" Matteo whispered. "We both love her but we don't trust the other."

Vince grumbled in the background as he followed Matteo and I upstairs. Matteo laid me down on the bed gently and kissed the top of my head. I heard him say something to Vince but couldn't make it out. I fell back asleep before Matteo even left the room.

Vic

I went to Vic’s for a few quick rounds last night but I ended up staying the night. He filled up my apex and he spewed his seed down my throat a few times as well. 

We smoked a few joints together and then he roughly mounted my apex from behind. Vic shagged me as roughly as he mounted me. He reached around me to squeeze my breasts as hard as he could. We both climaxed together when he pinched my engorged nipples. I screamed as I felt his seed hit the walls of my cervix. 

“Si, mi amor,” Vic moaned as he released a MASSIVE load of his seed in me. “Yessssssssss, bebé. YESSSSSSSSSS!”

“Yessssss, Papí,” I moaned as my apex clenched around his pulsating and twitching penis. “Fill me up!”

“Yessssssssss, Mamacita!” Vic screamed. “Dios mío, amore!”

“¡Dame!” I grunted as I swiveled my hips. 

We climaxed hard together, screaming each other's names. Soon after, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept through the night.

In the morning, Vic kissed me to wake me and offered to make breakfast for me. I thanked him for the offer but declined. He looked a little disappointed but he understood that breakfast usually isn't my thing. I got up, showered and got dressed in some clothes I packed. 

I walked around his place to make sure that I had everything that I came with and I did. When I went back downstairs, I drank some juice and kissed him good bye on the cheek, grabbed my stuff and headed home.

A visit from Vince

Early afternoon of New Year’s Eve, Vince came by with a bouquet of my favorite flowers and a bottle of champagne. As I put the stunning flowers in a vase, Vince popped the champagne and poured us some in some champagne flutes that I have. We clinked glasses and drank our champagne. He poured us a few glasses so it wouldn’t lose its bubbles; it was about 3 or 4 half filled champagne flutes for each of us

When I put my champagne flute down, Vince bent down, brushed my hair out of my face and kissed me; slowly sliding his tongue into my mouth. As we kissed, he pulled me closer to him. I could feel his hardening penis. 

“Want to go upstairs?” I asked when I kissed him back.  

“Yes, my love,” he said. 

Vince took me by my hand and led me to my room. We continued to kiss as we took our clothes off. I started to stroke his hard penis as he was pinching my nipples. I got on the bed, laid down on my back and spread my legs for Vin. He fingered my apex to see how ready I was. Once he felt that I was ready enough, he gently slid his penis in me. 

Vince slowly shagged me as he pinched my nipples. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us over. I rode his glorious penis until he fully drained himself in my apex. He rolled us back over. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Forty five minutes later, Vince woke me up by kissing me. 

"Hey, baby. Sleep ok?" he asked. "I've missed you so much."

"Hey, old man. I slept ok. Did you?" I asked with a smile on my face. "I missed you too."

"What do you want to do about dinner, babe? Take out?"

"Let's get showered. I feel like going out. What do you want to eat?"

"As long as we shower together! Maybe? Ha ha ha! I want to eat you!"

"Dude, seriously?" I asked as I got up from the bed. "Pizza? Thai?"

"Seriously, dude?" he asked. "I am up for pleasuring you!”

“I know,” I said as I kissed him. “We’ll figure it out when we leave. It’s time to shower!”

We showered together. During the shower, he pushed me against the wall, tilted my hips towards him, he slid into my apex from behind and screwed me hard. He climaxed in my apex several times before pulling out. I turned off the water, grabbed our towels and we dried off. We hung our towels up then headed to my room to get dressed.

As we were getting dressed, we still couldn't figure out where to eat so we figured we'd go to the restaurant that we get to first. We got to this restaurant - what my parents' generation would call a "greasy spoon" - that I'd seen and passed by many times before since moving here but haven't been to. He parked and we headed in. He took a look at the menu when I popped into the bathroom - our normal recognizance mission. The bathroom was spotless and one could tell that it was recently cleaned. When I was walking back to Vince, he gave me one of his winks and smiles that made me fall in love with him when I was in my early 20s. I knew that we'd both enjoy the food here.

We were seated and ordered a few beers, a few appetizers and two different burgers. He ordered his medium rare with onions and blue cheese and I ordered mine medium rare with onions, pepper jack cheese and pickles. Both of our burgers came with fries. I added cheese and gravy to mine - a "specialty" from where I lived for the first 41 1/2 years of my life.

When we were eating, we talked about what this meant to us; the sex, dinner and him spending the night with me. Vince said that he still had hope for us and that he still wanted us to work out; despite our past he still loves me. I told him that with everything - us being on and off, fighting about having kids, fighting about getting married, him cheating on me - I still love him very much but I don't see it working out between us however, I wanted to try to remain friends with him if he was up for it. 

Clearly, my answer wasn't what he wanted but he understood it and respected it. He proceeded to ask me how I wanted the rest of the night to go with sleeping arrangements would be. I told him that he's more than welcome to spend the night in my bed but sex would be off the table. He sighed and said that would be fine with him and that he doesn't want to pressure me into doing something that I don't want to do OR just may regret doing at a later time. I knew that he wanted more but he knew better not to push me in doing something that I both want and don't want.

After paying the bill, we headed back to my place. We changed into our pajamas, threw on a movie and had some wine. Eventually. tiredness overcame us so we went to bed. 

Vince? George? Or Vic?

Early yesterday morning, Vince called to see if I’d spend the day with him in his bed. I said that I would. He said that he’d send George to pick me up. I made sure that when I got dressed, it’d purposely get George’s attention. 

George arrived about 30 minutes or so later. I got in the front seat when he arrived. He was a bit cautious but was ok with it…after I rested my hand on his leg. A minute or two later, he moved his hand from his leg to his penis. I began to rub his hardening penis. 

“We’re taking a detour,” he said. “I need you!”

He quickly found a hotel and got us a room. We stripped, got on the bed then he mounted my apex. I moaned his name. He fucked me hard and fast. In no time, we climaxed together. 

As George was spilling his seed in me, he began to hump me as hard as he could. We climaxed again several more times - each time, he shot his loads of seed in me. Thirty five minutes later, he balls were empty. We took a quick shower together; he kissed and caressed my body as he was applying moisturizing body oil on me. 

We got dressed and left the hotel. George sped to make up for the time we lost due to stopping for sex. We were 15 minutes later than the agreed arrival time but Vince didn’t care too much.

I entered Vince’s place and was warmly greeted by him. We caught up, had a few alcoholic beverages and went to his bedroom. As we were kissing, we ripped our clothes off, I got on the bed and spread my legs for him. He mounted me roughly and yes, I loved it. 

We spent hours fucking and we both climaxed often. Vince pulled out, had me get on my hands and knees and then he slammed his still hard penis in my ass. I screamed his name. Vince fucked, shagged and humped my ass. I loved it as he felt amazing as he stretched my ass.

“Fuck, baby!” Vince screamed as he slammed into my ass. “Your ass feels SO amazing and so swollen, babe. Fuck, I’m going to make you more swollen!”

Vince filled my ass with his seed several more times. I passed out as the pain was unbearable. When I came to, Vince had placed an ice pack in my ass and told me that he filled up my ass 4 times in total. 

We rested for a bit before I got on my back. I spread my legs for him. He gets situated between my legs and mounts my apex. Vince fucked me hard for several hours like this and poured countless amount of loads of his seed in my swelling apex. 

“I’ve missed this,” he grunted as he fucked me hard. “I’ve missed being between your legs, baby. God, you’re amazing!”

“So have I,” I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I have a few rounds left in me.”

Vince rode me and fucked me hard, filling up my apex with his thick seed. I thoroughly enjoyed the sex with him but looking forward to George on the way to my home. Not only is George “bigger” but he makes me climax harder than Vince can.

“One last load, babe!” he grunted as he squeezed my breasts. “It’s going to be a massive load of my seed. Fuck!! Going to make your sweet apex overflow from this load!”

Minutes later, we both climaxed hard and I felt Vince’s seed fill my cervix. It took him 5 minutes to fill me with his seed…I loved how it felt from his throbbing and pulsating penis. He groaned and moaned when the last few drops of his seed poured from him. 

We fell asleep just as we were and we slept for over an hour. Vince woke me up by shagging my apex. I moaned in pleasurable pain. We both climaxed and he filled me up again. When he pulled his penis out of me, he climaxed again spilling his seed all over his satin sheets. 

I got out of bed, showered and got dressed. By the time I was ready, George was waiting for me. He was fine with me in the front seat. On our way back to my place, we stopped at the hotel we went to earlier. We went up to his room. 

We closed and locked the door before we stripped and climbed onto the bed. George had me lay down on my stomach and and raise my hips. He ate my apex and ass from behind; I loved it. 

George mounted my apex from behind and he started fucking me like his life depended on it. In between our screams of pleasure, I begged to be fucked harder. George spend the next 45 minutes fucking me as hard as he could. He kept filling me up with his seed. He pulled out and slammed his penis deep inside of my ass. 

“Fuck!” I screamed. “Just like that, baby!”

George shagged my ass hard and fast for close to 10 minutes. A few more thrusts and we climaxed together.

“I need to get you home,” he moaned as his penis was still twitching inside of me. “There’s a surprise for you. I hope that you can use it!” 

We got up a few minutes later, showered and dressed. He drove us back to my place and dropped me off. I walked into my apartment and there stood Vic in all of his naked glory. I stripped and he carried me to my room, gently put me on my bed. I spread my legs for him. He mounted my swollen apex and fucked me gently and passionately.

Vic knew that I was sore and swollen from Vince and George but he didn't seem to be bothered by it. He screwed me the way he always wanted to....passionately and slowly. I loved it and enjoyed the climaxes more. We both each other more and the climaxes more like this.

We spent the rest of the night and part of this morning having sex. He filled up my apex thoroughly and he'll go back home to his wife. She'll know how well he pleased me by the gentle bite marks on his body and his empty balls. 

Vic

George showered, dressed and left when I’d fallen asleep. When I woke up, I put my sheets in the wash, showered, got dressed and went downstairs to eat. As I’m about to start the dishwasher, Vic called me to let me know that he’s on his way. 

I quickly run upstairs to clean and put new sheets on my bed then put the sheets that are in the washer into the dryer. The doorbell rang as I was heading downstairs. I opened the door and let him in. He came inside of my place and immediately shut the door, kissed me and carried me to the couch. He laid me down, stripped of his clothes, lifted up my skirt, spread my legs and mounted me. Vic fucked me hard and fast. 

Vic and I used every horizontal surface of my apartment to fuck. We wound up in my bed to continue to screw the rest of the day. The man had me screaming and moaning his name. I lost track of how many times he climaxed and how many times he filled me. 

George

After I rested for a bit from the night with Matteo, George called asking me if he could spend the rest of the day with me and maybe stay the night. I told him that he could. He told me that he’d be over in an hour. I cleaned, started my laundry and showered. As I was wrapping the towel around my body, George texted me to let me know he parked and that he’d use his key to let himself in.

True to his word, George let himself in and announced himself. I told him that I was still upstairs. He took the stairs 2 at a time and found me in my room. He bent down to kiss me, drew me in his arms and kissed my neck. We headed to the bed as we’re kissing and him stripping. We get on the bed - I’m on my stomach - and he mounts my swollen apex. I scream. He starts humping me slowly and rhythmically

“Yessssssss,” I moaned.  “Just like that, baby!”

“You’re so incredibly swollen and tight, baby,” he grunted as he picked up speed. “You feel so good wrapped around my penis. I could spend the rest of my days in you like this, babe!”

We climaxed so hard together. As we caught our breath, George pulled out, told me to get on my back and spread my legs for him and I did. He spent the next 45 minutes eating, licking, sucking and biting my apex. I climaxed on his tongue so many times that I lost track. Just when I thought that I couldn’t climax again, George mounted me again and took his time screwing me; he held onto my breasts for balance. 

“Yessssssssss, baby!” George moaned as he started screwing me faster. “That’s exactly how to take me, baby. We’re staying right here all day. The only breaks that we’re taking are just to rehydrate. Do you understand, baby?”

“I don’t want or need any breaks,” I whispered. “I just want us to stay like this all day, baby. My legs spread open for you and you climaxing in me.”

“Good, baby. We’re going to enjoy ourselves!”

We spent the next few hours screwing all over my place. When he was fully drained in me, we fell asleep in each other’s arms for several hours. I don’t know much about the man but I know that I enjoy being with him sexually and how much I love how he feels inside of me. 

George gently woke me around 9 pm and asked me if I wanted anything. I told him that he could join me in bed again as I want him as much as he wants me. He smiled then said that he meant food. I asked for orange juice, scrambled eggs and bacon.

“You got it, love,” he smiled. “Shower, get dressed and the food will be ready for you!”

I showered and threw on an oversized shirt then headed to the kitchen. George took one look at me, bent me over the counter, spread my legs and entered me. He fucked my apex hard and fast. We climaxed hard. I felt his seed my cervix and I climaxed again.

“I can’t stop, babe!” he grunted. “You need to eat but holy crap, your apex won’t quit!”

Fifteen minutes later, George drained himself in me. Once he was finished pouring his seed in me, he carried me to the couch then he started cooking; I soon fell asleep but I didn’t have time to sleep much as eggs and bacon are quick to cook. We ate, cleaned up the kitchen and went back to bed.

“You’re beautiful,” he muffled in between biting and sucking my breasts, as he slid his penis in my apex. “I can’t promise you forever but I can promise you that right now, we’re going to enjoy each other!” 

We spent the rest of the night screwing. George’s last load was an hour ago however, his penis is still in me and twitching, spilling his seed in me

The fun with Matteo

It took a bit for him to get out of work for the rest of the day yesterday but when he got out, he rushed to pick me up. I was outside waiting for him with an overnight bag packed. His truck was barely put in park when I got in. He put the truck in reverse and we headed to the hotel. 

When we arrived, we rushed in and up the room as he’d already checked in before he picked me up. As soon as the door was shut and locked, we stripped and got on the bed. I laid down on my back, spread my legs for him and he mounted my apex. As he was destroying my apex and rearranging my guts, he kept screaming my name. We climaxed hard and often. 

He pulled out, threw my legs over his shoulders and rammed his still hard penis in my sore ass. He shagged my ass for a little bit; climaxing often. When he pulled out, I screamed in pleasurable pain. He gently put my hips down on the bed, laid down on his stomach between my spread legs and began to eat my apex. I kept screaming his name. We got a call from reception. 

“Hello?” I moaned. “Yeah, I know that we’re being loud. If you saw the size of this man’s penis, you’d be screaming too!”

I hung up and continued to enjoy Matteo eating my apex. I climaxed many times and my juices spilled onto his tongue and his face. After my last climax, he mounted my apex and began to destroy me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us over. I rode him as fast as I could, holding onto the headboard to keep my balance. As I swiveled my hips, Matteo grabbed my hips and lifted his hips slamming his penis hard. We climaxed together and our juices flew out of me.

He rolled us back over and began to kiss and caress my body. His throbbing penis was still in me, twitching and still pouring his seed in me. I pinched both of his nipples and bit the base of his neck.

“Trying to get pregnant?” he asked as he was shagging me. “Just say the word and I’ll fuck you nonstop for a week, babe. You know that once I get you pregnant, I would fuck you day in and day out.”

“Yeah?” I asked as I bit the other side of the base of his neck. “You promise you won’t stop fucking me?”

Matteo grunted, groaned and moaned as he kept draining his heavy balls deep inside of my waiting cervix. Who knows how long he drained himself in me but we fell asleep with his penis still in me and releasing more of his seed in me.

The alarm that Matteo set woke us up about an hour later. We were entwined in each other’s arms. He kissed the top of my head, asked me to shower and get dressed. I didn’t want to as I enjoyed being held but I did as he asked. 

He eventually joined me in the shower. I smiled. We showered in silence. We got out, dried off and dressed in jeans, sneakers and sweatshirts. Before we left the room, Matteo bent down and kissed me gently. I tried to back away but he deepened the kiss.

When he finally broke the kiss, he sighed and said that after dinner he’d give me the morning after pill. I looked at him funny then realized that he said that he get me pregnant. He apologized for sharing with me something that he’d never wanted to share with me.

“I’m still not over you, babe,” he said. “I never will get over you. I love you so much.”

“Matteo…really?” I asked as I rested my head against his very chiseled chest. “I was in a long on and off relationship with a man for nearly eighteen LONG years. I was never ready to marry him despite loving him. It’s going to take some time to get over him and find myself away from him.”

“I’m not going to ask you to marry me; I asked you once and you said no,” he said. “You love me to some extent. I’m trying not to rush you to move on. Please tell me that you feel this connection that we have.”

“I’m having fun with you; enjoying our time together whether it’s dinner or in bed. It’s true that I care about you and appreciate you as a friend and person. I’m so grateful for everything you do for me. The connection that we have is lust.”

“Is it George?”

“It’s him but it’s not him.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s walk to dinner as we speak, ok?”

Matteo kissed me gently before we threw our sneakers on and me grabbing my purse. He took me by the hand and we left. When we got to the street and he lead us to where we heading to dinner. 

“So this guy…George? He’s ghosted you several times and it destroyed you; thankfully it never got as bad as the first time with what you shared. What makes him so special that you allow him back into your life but when I state that I love you, you push me away?”

“I shouldn’t have had to let him back into my life however he and I have a connection. We’re drawn to each other for some weird reason. We’re happy for the other however we see each other differently than we see ourselves. I think that despite his inability to tell me that he’s going through a tough time, he grew up in a different country and men weren’t to share their emotions and struggles as it’s a sign of weakness. Did it hurt like hell when he ghosted me? Fuck yes. I see myself as a woman who’s a classy slut, of sorts. I literally and figuratively screw around with men of MY choice but haven't been in a serious relationship since Vince. George, on the other hand, sees me as a woman who enjoys sex and believes that I'm far classier than I think that I am.”

“What about me, babe? I see myself with you and will give you everything that you want. You want a new car? It’s yours. You want to be spoiled with books every week? It’s yours. You want me? I’m yours. Baby, I love you. I just wish you could see how perfect we are for each other!”

“I care about you and I wish I could give you the life that you want but I can’t. I appreciate you so much and the fact that you love me is just incredible as I don’t see myself as marriage material for you, Matteo. You deserve more. I could care less about sports and cars and going out to dinner with friends 2 to 5 days a week. I’m a homebody. Sure, we can go out to dinner with friends once a week but let’s watch a movie at my place or yours afterwards, not a theatre. Let’s watch historical shows or read books or teach each other something or just spend a few nights a month with friends, not half the month. I’m an introvert and it takes several days for me to recharge.”

“Want me to stop being friends with my friends and give up sports?”

“Of course not! We do NOT need to be with other people almost every day of the week nor with each other 24/7. You can spend more time with them instead of trying to guilt tripping me into joining you. Besides, the most fun that we have is in bed. You don’t care much for my hobbies and I don’t care much for yours. You’ve got to understand this; you’re a smart man!”

“Look, babe. Let’s drop this for now, ok? We’re both physically spent, hungry and a bit dehydrated. Let’s taco our faces and after we taco our faces, we’ll grab greasy burgers around the corner. Sound fair?”

I nodded my head in agreement. Matteo opened the door into the taco joint, letting me go in first. He nodded to the host, he grabbed us menus and lead us to a table. As we were looking over the menus, refried beans, yellow rice, sangria, soft shell tacos and burritos were brought over to the table. We picked at what was brought to the table. Before the server left the table, Matteo ordered a few orders of churros to go. The server nodded and left. 

Matteo and I ate in silence. I was grateful for that as I was tired of this constant back and forth and it reminded me of how Vince and I went back and forth. I probably pissed Matteo off but I didn’t care too much as I have boundaries and he crossed them. When we finished, the server brought the churros over and Matteo gave the server his credit card but the server declined the card. Matteo was confused and the server said that he worked for my brother and he saw how unhappy Matteo and I were and wanted to do something nice for us. I thanked the server and gave him $30 as a tip; I knew that the cost of the food was almost triple of what I gave him. I spied the owner, nodded my head and the owner came over. 

“I know this server as he worked for my brother years ago. He’s a hard worker and busts his butt off for whomever he works for. If you make him pay for this meal or make him give up this tip, trust me…you will be reported. Trust me, this server and the rest of your staff deserve far better treatment than what you’re giving them.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said. 

I pulled out my wallet again, pulled out a business card and handed it to the server. I told him that if he needs a reference for any job any where near this restaurant, near where he currently lives or near where my brother’s restaurant was, call me. I’d make a few calls and make sure he’d get a job. He hugged me and said that he’d take me up on the offer. 

Matteo grabbed our food, took me by the hand and lead us to the burger joint around the corner. We went in and sat down at the bar. The bartender took our food and drink orders. Matteo bent down to kiss me…one of my ovaries twitched. 

We chugged our drinks. Before we could ask for our food to be packed up, the bartender brought our food in a to go bag. Matteo threw a hundred dollar bill on the top of the counter, thanked the bartender and grabbed our food. I grabbed our bag from the taco place. He took my hand and we rushed back to the hotel. 

In no time, we were in our room. We put our food in the fridge, stripped and got on the freshly made bed. I got on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. Matteo fingered my apex for a few minutes then he mounted my apex. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me hard. We were screaming and climaxing.

As he was shagging me, he leaned over to grab the bottle of lube. He poured a few drops on my ass and I couldn’t wait; I knew it would hurt but I also knew we’d both climax hard. After filling my apex with his seed, he got us some water and zinc - zinc is great for the libido of women and men - and he took one of his uncle’s erectile function pills. 

He put the water back down, grabbed the lube again, poured some on his hard penis and more on my ass and shoved his penis into my ass. I screamed in pleasure and nearly collapsed in pain. He grabbed me by the hips and started fucking my ass like it was the last thing he could ever do. I loved it and hated it. 

I loved it for the pain, the pleasure, the climax and feeling his seed being shot deep inside of me. I hated it for the pain. I screamed his name with each thrust. He called me his whore and then he told me that he loves me. Matteo fucked my ass harder and harder then he asks me to marry him. I tell him no. Three thrusts later, he climaxed in my ass for the last time and I collapsed in pleasurable pain, falling asleep. 

About 25 minutes later, I wake up on my back with my legs spread…Matteo grunting, groaning and screaming my name. He’s fucking me like he’s never fucked me before. I asked him to take it easy but he doesn’t. I know that I asked him to force himself in me. He holds both of my hands over my head and continues to fuck me as I weakly ask him to stop. He paused to ask if I was ok and I said yes - he then  continued to fuck me for a long time and he filled me. 

He pulled out of my swollen apex, slapped my ass and called me a good girl. I got out of bed, went to the couch and fell asleep. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to sleep long as I heard Matteo stroke his penis as he was watching adult videos; he was being loud. I got up, walked over to the bed and laid down, spreading my legs for him.

He mounted me and fucked me for hours. I was just laying there when he was finally spent. As he filled me up for the last time, he poured 3 loads worth of his seed in my waiting cervix. He collapsed and fell asleep with his still pulsating and throbbing penis deep inside of me. 

Matteo is visiting me today

We know what that means! Expensive lunch, expensive hotel, us naked with me on my back and legs spread, Matteo draining himself inside of my apex, shower, expensive dinner, back to hotel and have sex for the rest of the night. Can’t wait!

The hospital and Vince.

I was in the hospital with pneumonia over the weekend. Vince picked me up midday Sunday and brought me back to his place for the rest of the weekend through mid morning on Monday

We spent most of that time in his bed screwing; I’d forgotten how good his penis felt inside of me. He absolutely loved being in my still swollen apex (thanks, George!) and we both climaxed often. 

George

George and I are still fucking every day and we’re both enjoying the time together. We don’t talk about our personal lives, we just fuck. I absolutely love the feeling of his really girthy penis when he enters my apex and stretches. I clímax immediately and cover his penis with my apex juices.

Me climaxing immediately makes him climax soon after, filling up my cervix with his seed. He’d fuck me for hours on end and I’d love it. 

Ever since he knew that I was ovulating, he’d have me on my back with a pillow under my hips and then he’d mount me. As he’s humping, shagging and fucking me, he’d place my legs over his shoulders to get his penis and his seed closer to my hungry cervix. He’s rough and I love it. The more that I screamed, the rougher he was. 

Sex with George is amazing. He gives me his ginormous but gorgeous penis the way I need it and how I need it. He somehow knows how to fuck me the way I want him to. I mostly want him mounting me forcefully, screwing, fucking and shagging me as roughly as he can in my ovulating AND unprotected apex. 

Still enjoying George

I don’t know his story yet as we’re so busy fucking all the time. We wake up early before work to fuck and he drains his balls in my apex. During our lunch breaks, he drains his ball in my apex. When we get to his place after work, he drains himself into my apex. After dinner, he drains himself into my throat. We clean up after dinner and watch tv for a bit. When we go to bed, I lay down on my back, spread my legs, he mounts me and drains himself into my apex several times through the night. We barely have time to sleep. 

On the weekends, we spend most of the time in bed fucking. The longest amount of time that we fucked without a break is 7 hours straight. I was so swollen that he was unable to pull out of my apex. Since we were stuck, we fell asleep with his still hard penis in me. 

We slept for close to 3 hours before he woke me up by fucking me hard. He drained his balls deep inside of my apex. He was able to pull out; he had to grab the base of his penis and pull. We both screamed, climaxed and he shot more of his seed in me. 

Since it was too painful for me to walk, George got us some water and food. After eating and hydrating, he cleaned up. When he returned, he brought a couple of bottles of lube. I laid down on my stomach and lifted my hips. He poured some lube on my ass then he rubbed some on his penis. He placed a big butt plug into my ass to get me ready for him. I screamed and climaxed. He used the butt plug for a few more minutes. He mounted my tight ass and started gently fucking me. In no time we climaxed together. When he pulled out, he carried me to the bathroom so we could shower together. 

We took our time showering. When we got out, we dried off and got dressed; me in an oversized shirt and him in shorts. He carried me to the living room so I could chill while he cleaned up the master bedroom. He gathered our clothes and the bedding to wash. 

When he eventually came down, he smiled his smile and came over to me. He bent down, kissed me and told me to scoot over so he could sit next to me. I made room for him and took off the shirt I was wearing. I could see his penis harden. He pulled his penis out of his shorts. 

I began to stroke his hard penis as he sucked my breasts. In no time, he had me on my back with my legs spread. He mounted me and began to fuck me. I was still so swollen from an hour beforehand. He was trying to be gentle. As he’s fucking me, he’s squeezing my breasts. 

“Babe?” he asked. “Are you still taking your birth control?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But I’m also taking antibiotics.”

“I know. The one you’re taking cancels your birth control.” he said. 

“So?” I asked. 

“But you’re ovulating!” he said. 

“And??” I asked. 

“We never talked about this!” he grunted as he’s thrusting harder and faster. “I could get you pregnant!”

“What? You don’t want kids?”

“I do but you could’ve told me that you’re ovulating!”

“Oh you knew! You said so late last night!”

“Ugh! I forgot! I was so deep inside of you. Your apex is such an amazing distraction!”

“I know” I said as I clenched my apex muscles around his penis.

He climaxed hard and spewed his seed in me; I felt his seed hit my cervix. It took a long time for his penis to stop twitching and filling my cervix. He quickly rubbed his still full and heavy balls then asked me if I felt that I could handle him again. I said that I could handle him again until he was too tired from fucking me. 

He threw my legs over his shoulders and he began to plow me. We were both screaming in pleasure. 

Hours later, we fell asleep with his penis in me; twitching and spewing his seed in my overflowing apex.

George

He hasn’t left my place yet and it’s the middle of the week. Every chance we have, we’ve been fucking. I still don’t know who he is or why he’s been around me but that’s totally fine; I’m enjoying having him in between my legs.

“Wake up, babe,” George demanded this morning as he spread my legs and mounted me. “It’s time for you to take me again. I can’t get enough of you!” 

“It’s always time to take you!” I moaned as he was fucking me. “I can’t get enough of you either! How are you still fucking me? How are your balls not empty?!”

“Fuck, baby! I’m going to fill your tiny apex!! Yessssssssss!” he screamed as he climaxed in me. “You’re so sexy that I’m always ready for you and even if I’m not, there’s pills that I can take. I’m not empty yet as I haven’t climax worthy sex recently!”

George continued to fuck me hard this morning. He filled up my apex knowing that I’ve not taken my birth control and that I’m currently ovulating. The morning after pills don’t work when the woman is ovulating. Neither one of us wanted to use condoms and he wasn’t able to pull out of me. Each time he tried, he climaxed harder and shot a bigger load in me. 

“My god, baby. That’s how you take a load!” George panted as his penis was twitching inside of me. “God, I want you pregnant. I want you to have my kids! FUCK!!!”

George climaxed hard and blew a big load of his seed in me. He pulled out, lifted my hips and forced himself into my ass. He fucks my ass hard and fast; filling up my ass. Before I passed out from the pleasurable pain, I told him that if he gets me pregnant I’ll have an abortion. 

He wasn’t thrilled to hear but he understood my situation and understood that I don’t know who he is exactly 

Matteo

I called Matteo the other night and told him that I wanted to meet up with him. He said that he needed a quick shower and he’d be at my place in 45 minutes. I acknowledged what he said and hurriedly cleaned my place. I was just getting out of the shower when let himself in with his key. 

“Deppgrl? I’m here!” Matteo hollered. 

“In the bathroom,” I said. “Just got out of the shower!”

He came upstairs, knocked on the bathroom door and let himself in. He whistled when he saw me in a towel and his penis got hard. I chuckled. 

“Guy issues?” he asked after kissing me. 

“Always,” I said as I kissed him back. “Care to help me forget him?” 

“Of course,” he said. 

I hung up my towel, I led Matteo to my room and helped him get undressed. We got in the bed, he laid down on his back and as I straddled his hips, he started sucking my nipples. I lined up my apex to his penis and slid down his throbbing penis. As I slid up and down his penis several times. We climaxed hard and I felt him spew his seed deep inside of me. 

“What a sweet little apex you have,” he moaned as he flipped us over. “I’m going to enjoy you tonight, babe!”

“Yeah? What do you have planned?” I asked as I nibbled on his neck. 

“I’m going to fuck you for a bit, take you out to dinner so I can show you off for a bit and when we get back, I’ll be fucking you until you can’t walk,” he grunted as he started to fuck me faster. “Wrap your legs around me, babe.”

“Harder!” I screamed. 

Matteo fucked me hard and fast, climaxing often for about an hour. He slowly pulled out, rolled me onto my stomach, I spread my legs for him, he mounted my waiting apex and began to destroy my apex. In no time, his heavy balls were empty. I took every drop of his seed.

“My god, babe,” he moaned as his penis twitched in me. “Once I catch my breath, I’ll pick out the clothes you’re wearing tonight. Fuck! I have another load in me!”

Matteo fucked and humped me for some time then he shot 3 more loads in me. He finally pulled out of my apex, went to my closet and picked out a revealing dress. If I moved the wrong way, either my massive breasts, my ass or my apex would show. 

We hopped in the shower. He sucked my nipples as I stroked his penis; he climaxed twice and his body shuddered. We quickly washed up, dried off and got dressed. I did minimal effort on my makeup and then we left. 

As he was driving, I was massaging his penis over his pants. He pulled over, took his penis out of his pants and guided my head to his penis. I gladly took him as far back in my throat as I could. I took 2 loads down my throat. He slid his seat back and I straddled hips before sliding down his penis. 

As I slid down his penis, Matteo grabbed my hips. He guided me up and down his penis. After a few minutes, my breasts fell out of the top of my dress. He began to suck both breasts as I rode him. About 25 minutes later, he climaxed in me. I felt his seed fill my cervix. When his penis stopped twitching, I got back in my seat and put myself back into the dress. He tucked his penis back into his pants, adjusted his seat and continued to drive to the restaurant

He parked, got out, helped me out and took me by hand to the restaurant. We got inside and he kissed me. He eventually pulled away and we went to the host stand; he gave his name. We were immediately brought to a table. 

After we sat, we were greeted by the server. We were brought water, wine and some appetizers. Matteo ordered for me in Portuguese - I loved when he orders for me as he knows what I like - and we were left to ourselves for a bit. Matteo brushed some of my hair out of my face and kissed me. As he leaned away after kissing me, I saw a twinkle in his eyes. I pulled away and as I turned to grab my drink, Vic was there. His face was was red in anger and in pain.

“Vic!” I gasped.

“Amor? No quiero escucharlo,” he said. “You’re here with someone else less than a week after we ended and you brought him here?”

“I did NOT know that you started working here, babe,” I tried to explain. “He brought me here.”

“Bebé. Tonight will be the last time I’m cooking for you,” he said. “I don’t want to see you again. I’ve always loved you and always will but I don’t want to see you again.”

“Vic,” I said as I started to cry. “I’ll always love you too.”

He bent down and kissed me for the last time. I welcomed his kiss. I stood up and hugged him. I whispered in his ear something that I’ll take to my grave. He teared up, kissed my cheek and went back into the kitchen. I grabbed my purse and went to the restroom

I stood in there and cried for a few minutes. I splashed my face with water, dried my face and then I redid my makeup with the foundation and chapstick that I had in my purse. My eyes were still red and puffy but I figured Matteo wouldn’t care. He didn’t.

When I got got back to the table, I apologized to Matteo. He kissed my cheek, wiped my tears away and asked if I’d be ok. I rested my head on his shoulder and rested my hand on his leg. I said that I would be eventually. As we were talking, food and drinks were slowly brought to the table -  course by course. 

“Was that him?” Matteo asked. 

“Yeah,” I said. “But you already knew that. Take me home.”

Since we’d both been drinking, Matteo called George to get us; George’s husband drove Matteo’s car back to my place. In the back George left a blanket for me. Once I got buckled up, I laid the blanket on me and closed my eyes, immediately falling asleep. 

When we got back, George carried me up to my room, purposely leaving Matteo outside. As I typically wear contacts, George knew that, woke me up and asked me take out my contacts. When I got back to my room, Matteo was asleep in my bed. George took me by the hand and led me to my spare room with some urgency. 

“Deppgrl, what do you know about me?” George asked as he moved my hair off of my face. 

“I know that your name isn’t George, your husband isn’t truly your husband and that this isn’t your job,” I said. “I have had a strong feeling for a long time that you’ve wanted me sexually.”

“All that is true,” he said. “Fuck, I want you.”

I stripped and George followed my lead. He was hard and he was girthy. 

“Do you want me as much as I want you?” he asked me after kissing me. “I can tell that you’ve been skipping your birth control pills; your stunning breasts have changed. I have several different meds for you to take when I’m done, baby.”

“Take me,” I said. 

George picked me up, carried me to the bed, placed me on the bed and joined me. I laid down on my back and spread my legs for him. He fingered my wet apex for a few minutes before he mounted me. When he mounted me, I screamed from the pain; George’s penis certainly is long but definitely the girthiest I’ve had. 

“Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m not stopping tonight. You won’t be done until I’m good and done. Baby, you won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you!”

“I’m good. Besides, I don’t want you to stop!”

George smiled and began to fuck me. He spent the next 12 hours filling up my mouth, apex and ass. He rode me like I deserve to be ridden and treated. In the few breaks I was given, I drank tequila. I didn’t care that I was drunk and George was fucking me while I was drunk; I was being fucked like the whore that I am. 

Matteo left after walking in on George filling up my ass. George’s pretend husband also left. George also left but it was only for a few hours as he needed to get some of things

Here it is Sunday and George is still fucking me. I’ve been a good little slut, taking his amazing and girthy penis. 

My last night with Vic

Vic had requested off other night (Saturday) so we could spend more time together for one last night. When I got to his place around 4, the place was spotless, he had scented candles burning, he wore his grey sweats (I absolutely loved seeing the outline of his penis!), and he was prepping food to cook for us.

“Hey, babe,” I said after kissing him. “You look and smell so good.”

“Thanks, bebé,” he said. “Let me wash my hands, amor.”

I went into the freezer to get a bottle of tequila and then the cabinet to get some shot glasses. I brought everything out to the living room with me as he was wrapping up what he was doing in the kitchen. As I was pouring the shots for us, he joined me.

“Hey, Mama,” he whispered before he kissed me. “You look so damn beautiful!”

“Thank you, Papí,” I said as I slid my hands between his chest and tshirt. “You look so handsome, amor!”

Vic kissed me passionately, slipping his tongue between my lips. I returned the passion and the kiss. He moaned in pleasure when I strummed my thumbs over his nipples. He broke the kiss to take his shirt off. 

“Fuck me,” I muttered. 

“That’s what I’m going to do right now,” he said as he’s kissing my neck. “Let’s go!”

Vic picked me up, gently placed me on his shoulder and carried me to his room. He put me down and we stripped down naked. Suddenly, I was nervous to be with him. 

“You’re stunning, amor,” he said as he stared at and caressed my body. “You’re absolutely perfect, bebé.”

“You’re the perfect one, babe,” I said as I started to stroke his hard penis. “Gorgeous and fit.”

Vic kissed me and then he picked me up, carried me 3 feet to the bed and then gently placed me on the bed. As he got on the bed, I spread my legs and he ate my apex until I was dripping wet. He then spread my legs even more then he mounted me. He screamed. I felt his seed hitting my cervix.

He started to fuck me hard and fast, grabbing onto my breasts to hold on for dear life. He shagged me for an hour and his heavy balls were drained. He laid on top of me - his penis still twitching inside of me - catching his breath his breath. We both fell asleep. 

“Amor?” Vic said softly as he woke me. “Here’s some tequila. I’ll get you water in a moment.”

I took the shot and also drank his. I got up and put on the shirt he was wearing earlier. As I was heading downstairs, Vic was on his way up with the glass of water. He smiled and we headed back downstairs. I put the shot glasses down, poured two more shots, put the tequila back in the freezer and handed him the one shot. He took it from me after putting down the glass of water. 

“¡Salude!” he said as we clinked our glasses and downed the tequila. He took the glasses from me and put them in the dishwasher. 

“Amor?” he said. “I just need to put dinner in the oven, ok?”

“No problem, Papí,” I said as I hugged him from behind, rubbing my hand over his penis. “No rush.”

He moaned hard, climaxed then pulled dinner from the fridge and put it in the oven. He faced me, lifted me to the counter, spread my legs and mounted me. He fucked me hard until he climaxed twice in my waiting cervix.

“My god, Mama,” he moaned as his penis was still twitching deep inside of me. “I’m going to miss you…and us fucking. I just want to be in you ALL of the time.”

“You’ll miss me just for the sex?” I asked as I bit the base of his neck.

“Amor. I love you.”

“You love me for my body. You won’t even consider leaving your wife!”

“Fuck!!” he yelled as he started humping me with everything he had. “God, your apex is so tight!! I want to screw you all night!!”

“See?” I moaned.

“What?” he screamed as he spewed his seed in me.

“Never mind!” I said as I pushed him away from me; his seed pouring out of me. 

I slid off the counter and headed upstairs to get changed so I could leave. He followed me upstairs noticing that I was packing up my stuff. 

“Why are you leaving?”

“As if you don’t know!! You’ve always said that you love me but not once have you told me that you’re in love with me! That’s right!! You can’t be bothered to tell your wife that you’ve been fucking me for years and can’t be bothered to divorce her! You’re safe here. I know that you finally have papers!”

“She’s my wife and the mother of my kids. I still love her and to some degree, I’m still in love with her. Amor, I can love the both of you and be in love with both of you. I should have told you more often that I’m in love with you.”

“You didn’t and you can’t now. I’m done. And I’ve always known that you’d NEVER leave her.”

“Mi amor…she’s my wife. She’s tolerant of my constant cheating. If I divorced her, you’d never marry me. Even if you did, you’d wonder daily if I was cheating on you. Don’t tell me that hasn’t crossed your mind. Mama, I wish I could give you what you want.”

“I want you, Vic. I’ve ALWAYS wanted you. It killed me when you quit working for my brother and I. Twice. I thought I’d never see you again and when I did, I hoped that I’d be the only one.”

“Bebé, please don’t leave now. I wanted to show you how much I love you.”

“Oh, Vic. I can’t anymore.”

I started to cry as I continued to packed my stuff up. He was trying to stay out of my way and I could tell that this was killing him too. 

“Amor? Por favor….? Please. Stay for dinner?”

“I can’t stay here anymore. Don’t call me ‘amor’ as you’ve lost that right.”

“DeppGrl. Just stay for dinner, ok?”

“Fine. I’ll eat outside…I can’t look at you right now.”

“Ok. Want me to serve you or do you want to serve yourself?” 

“I’ll serve myself.”

Vic nodded, took me by hand, led me down to the kitchen. He grabbed plates, utensils and water glasses for us. He poured water for us as I served us both chicken piccata; the side was penne pasta. Once I had my plate, utensils and water on a tray, I headed to the deck. The second I stepped outside, I realized that I should’ve grabbed a sweatshirt but I was too tired to do so. 

I ate quickly as I hate being cold and didn’t want my food to get any colder than it was; there was frost on the ground. I brought my tray back in, placed everything in the sink and went back upstairs to grab my thickest sweatshirt to put on. 

“Mama? Are you still leaving?”

“Don’t. Vic, I need to. I should’ve left before falling in love with you again.”

“There’s nothing that I can say nor do to make you stay. I truly love you and in love with you. Wish I told you this before. Fuck, amor. Please stay?”

Vic came over to me and hugged me. I cried in his arms. I knew that I needed to and that I wanted to but I knew that I didn’t have the strength to do so. 

“Vic, you know that I need to however I don’t have the strength to right now. I’ll be sleeping in the spare room.”

I brought my stuff over to the spare room. I grabbed my contact lens solution and my contact lens case to the bathroom with me. I washed my hands then took out my contacts putting them in the case and solution. After closing the lids of the contact lens case, I went back to the spare room. I stripped, pulled the sheets back and climbed into the bed; falling asleep almost immediately. 

A squeaking floorboard woke me up a few hours later. I barely opened my one eye and I saw that it was Vic. He was in his boxers, bringing two glasses of iced water and a large water bottle to refill our glasses.

“Go away. I’m not thirsty.”

“You’re too stubborn to acknowledge that between the tequila and the crying you’re dehydrated. Drink at least one glass.”

“You’re lucky you’re sexy!”

“Yeah, I know. Drink up, mi amor.”

I raised an eyebrow as I drank the water he handed me. He also drank some water before placing his glass on a coaster on a night table. After almost finishing my glass, I also put my water on the night table closest to me. Vic sat on the bed. 

“Amor, I know you’re hurting and I know that I’m mostly to blame. There’s blame on you too; the only thing you’re guilty of is falling in love with a married man. Part of me wants to leave my wife for you because of how much I love and care for you. The rest of me knows that I can’t because I love her and vowed to do so.” 

“Vic? Let me go back to sleep…I’m tired. I know; you’re not going to leave her.”

I rolled back over to turn my back to him. I’d wait until he fell asleep so I could leave. Little did I know that he’d get water for the both of us and joined me in bed.

Once he joined me in bed, he wrapped his arms around me. Despite being upset and hurting, I welcomed his strong arms around me and fell asleep. I was going to miss this and him when I left. 

About an hour or so later, I was woken up Vic rubbing my swollen nub. I moaned and spread my legs for him. He rubbed his hard penis a few times before he mounted my apex. The second he forced himself into my swollen apex, he screamed my name and climaxed. He sighed and started fucking me again; harder than ever before and I loved every second of it. 

Vic fucked, humped and shagged me in every room of his place. As he rode me, he had me in every sex position known to man plus some more. Each time he climaxed in me, I left a new bite mark on his neck. With each bite, he climaxed his bigger loads of his seed deep inside of me. 

He was finally drained at 10 am. While he was still in me, he fell asleep.

With Vic two nights ago (Wednesday night)

Two nights ago, I spent the night at Vic’s. It was a bit bitter sweet as it’ll be one of our last nights together. I’ve known him for 7ish years and had a close connection with him; mostly due to the long hours of working together but then again, the years we spent together sexually.  

It was a great night together. He brought home some food from his friend’s restaurant. He put the food in the fridge, showered, put on sweatpants and a tshirt and then came downstairs. I gave him a bottle of beer and kissed him. He put the full bottle down, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me passionately. He parted my lips, shoved his tongue down my throat and lifted me upon the kitchen counter. 

 

“Spread your legs for me, amor,” he whispered in my ear. “I need you, bebé. My god, I need you desperately!”

 

I spread my legs as he pulled his penis out of his sweatpants. He was hard and the tip of his penis was glistening. As he kissed me, he pushed his hard penis in my waiting apex. He screamed my name and climaxed. He leaned over to drink some of his beer as he poured his hot seed in me. I felt him twitching inside of me.

 

I clenched the muscles in my apex to wrap around his penis repeatedly. He started humping me hard and fast. I loved how he felt in me as I was on the counter. I leaned back and tilted my hips back. He had to angle himself differently. I loved it. I screamed his name and kept climaxing as he was shagging me. He climaxed almost as much as I did. By the time he was empty, he filled me more times than I actually counted. 

 

As the last drops of his seed pouring inside of me, he finished his beer and suckled my breasts. I moaned his name. The more I moaned, the more he suckled and bit my nipples harder. I held his head to my breasts. With his penis still in me and still twitching inside of me, he began to finger my apex. In no time, I climaxed on his penis and fingers. I screamed his name. 

 

Vic pulled out, picked me up, carried me to his room, laid me down on the bed and took his sweats off. I slid a pillow under my hips and spread my legs. He mounted me again and rode me like he was a sex starved man. As he rode me, he sucked, bit and squeezed my breasts as he’d pinch my hard nipples. I wrapped my legs around his waist to draw him closer to me.

 

“Yessssssssss, baby,” I screamed as I arched my back. “Take me…don’t stop!”

 

“Mi amor,” he grunted and groaned. “You’ll take me all night, bebé. My god. I can’t stop filling you! Fuck, amor! Take me. Yessssssss! That’s a good little whore!”

 

Vic pounded me hard and fast for another 15/20 minutes before climaxing in me. I took every drop of his seed in my tight apex. As we caught our breath, he stayed deep inside of me…letting me get filled. He finally pulled out and he was still hard…he climaxed again as he pulled out. Yessss! I loved when he spills his seed in me. 

 

“Amor?” Vic asked as he was putting a blanket over me. “Are you hungry?”

 

“I am hungry, babe,” I said. “I’m hungry for you!”

 

“I know you’re hungry for me,” he said as he fingered my full apex. “I was talking about food, amor. I need you to eat so you can keep up!”

 

“Yeah?” I asked as I stroked his still hard penis. “Come closer!”

 

He did as I asked. I got on my knees, opened up my mouth and put his hard penis in my mouth. I started sucking Vic’s still hard penis. He shoved his penis further in my mouth which caused his penis to go down my throat. I took him down my throat the best I could. A few minutes later, Vic shot a load down my throat; I swallowed every drop. 

 

“That’s my good little whore,” he moaned as he pulled his penis out of my throat. “Such a good girl! I could fill you, amor!”

 

He put his sweats back on, kissed me and said that he’d make dinner for us. I said ok and as he cooked, I napped. I still had my hips on a pillow. 

 

I don’t know how long it took for Vic to cook or for how long I napped but I was woken up by Vic riding my apex while I was sleeping on my stomach. He grabbed my hips and dug deep as he’s pumping his penis in and out of me. I pushed my hips against him as he was slamming against me. A few thrusts later, he climaxed deep inside of me. After climaxing, he was ready for me again so he continued fuck me. We climaxed together back to back to back 5 or 6 times before pulling out. And yes, he climaxed in me as he was pulling out of me. 

 

“Amor,” he sighed as he caught his breath. “Dinner is ready.”

 

“Okay, babe,” I said as I sat up. “I’ll be down momentarily!”

 

“Take your time, amor,” he said. “It’s a simple dinner.”

 

I nodded before he left. I got up, put on one of his shirts, took out my contacts, brushed my teeth and finally headed downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen, there were vases full of flowers…the flower of my birth month. Vic heard me once the floor creaked. He turned around, smiled and walked over to me. He gently pushed me against the fridge, kissed me, lifted me up and slid his penis inside of my sore apex. I moaned as he started thrusting his perfect penis inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he was picking up the pace. We climaxed together. His seed so hot and thick

 

“Amor, it really is time for dinner,” he panted as he unwrapped my legs from his waist. “Fuck. I really don’t want to pull out of you. You’re incredible!”

 

“Fuck me again,” I said. “Drain yourself in me before we eat!”

 

“One more time before dinner,” he moaned as he started fucking me. “I’ll drain myself in you later, bebé. God, you’re so tight!”

 

He climaxed in me 4 times before pulling out. He carefully let me down. I walked over to the kitchen table. He made meatloaf, mashed potatoes and gravy. I kissed him. He pulled away a few minutes later stating that he’d have me on the table. I laughed and said that I didn’t want to waste dinner. We ate and drank in silence. 

 

After eating, I cleaned up and packed up the food. I went upstairs, took his shirt off and went to bed. Minutes later, I heard him in the room, taking his sweats off before joining me on his bed. He close to me, moved my one leg, shoved his penis into my apex and started fucking me. I was too tired and too drunk to object much; just told him that I was drunk. I gladly took his penis for the rest of the night and enjoyed it. 

 

Vic was rather rough for most of the night; filling me up after each climax. Other times, he fucked me passionately. I didn’t care about how he fucked me…I just cared if he did and if he enjoyed fucking me. It was clear how much he enjoyed me as he fucked me all night, how often he screamed my name as he climaxed and with how much of his seed deep inside of my unprotected apex.

 

He enjoyed himself and I so much that he ended up being almost 2 hours late to work yesterday morning. The last few times he fucked me, he shot massive loads in me as he screamed that he loved me. 

No sex for 22 hours

I haven’t had sex in 22 hours and it’s killing me. Vic and I are ending sometime this week. I’m half tempted to call my old lover, Javi, to meet up so he can take care of my needs. He’s always been willing to help me out in the past. I miss him and his large penis; he knows how to make my eyes roll back into my head.

Feral in a different way this week

So I thought I was ovulating but instead got my period. I immediately texted Vic to let him know that and he said that he didn’t care as he still plans on filling up and destroying my apex this week. 

He said that the days that I’m on my period and the days that I’m ovulating are his favorite as I’m as feral as a whore in heat. He fucks me “the way that a whore deserves on those days” and won’t stop until he’s either tired, drained his balls OR both - preferably tired AND drained 

Absolutely FERAL this week

I’m going to ovulate this week and I can’t wait until I see Vic again. I see him tomorrow morning for about 2 hours and then I’ll get him tomorrow night after work through the night. He somehow knows when I’m ovulating as he fucks me harder and faster than ever plus he climaxes more frequently filling me with MASSIVE loads. 

As much as I love taking him first thing in the morning before work but I prefer him at night. His penis is twitching, his balls are heavy and he is NOT rushed to drain his balls in me. A few times, he’s purposely missed work to fuck me when I’d been ovulating.

He is unable to control himself when I’m ovulating, especially if my apex is unprotected.

**I honestly LOVE when he’s unable to control himself when I’m ovulating and fucking me. He deserves to let loose and enjoy himself; even at the risk of getting me pregnant 

Time with Vic

The other night after getting home from work, Vic showered. Once he was showered and in his sweatpants, he came downstairs. I gave him a double shot of vodka with a beer chaser. He immediately downed the vodka then chugged his beer. I took both the shot glass and the empty beer bottle from him. I got him another double shot of vodka and a second beer. He drank both quickly before handing over the shot glass and the empty bottle to me. 

After returning from the kitchen with 2 glasses of water, I saw Vic was sitting on the couch, watching an adult video. I walked behind the couch, stood behind him and started massaging his shoulders and upper back. He moaned in pleasure as he released his thick penis from his sweats; he was getting hard. 

“Get over here, bebé,” he growled at me. “Get on your knees in front of me!”

I kneeled in front of Vic and took his penis in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and shoved his penis down my throat gently. I gagged a little bit but I took him in my throat the best I could. He climaxed several times, making me swallow every drop of his hot seed. Once he was done, he helped me to my feet then carried me to his bed. 

“Get on your back and spread your legs, bebé,” he moaned as he was fingering my sore and swollen apex. “I’m hungry and I need your sweet little apex!”

I did as he asked. Vic used his tongue, teeth and his fingers to eat me; not only did he spread my apex with his tongue but with his fingers too. He absolutely LOVES putting his tongue as close to my gspot as possible. After I climaxed, he slid up my body kissing and caressing my body. Once he was lined up to my apex, he slid his penis into my waiting apex. A few thrusts later and we climaxed. He thrusted a few more times to release his seed in me. As he slid out of me, he climaxed again, spilling even more seed in me. 

"Bebe, you are perfect," Vic huskily whispered in my ear. "My god, I love you."

"Yeah?" I murmured. "If you love me, why won't you leave her?"

"For the kids," Vic said as he kissed my neck and began inserting a couple of his fingers in my sore apex.

"They're teens, babe," I said as I pulled away. "They'll manage. Besides, you barely see them as it is.”

"If I divorce her, I lose my safety and protection here," he said. "Even if I do divorce her, we both know that you wouldn't marry me."

"You can't have us both," I said. "We need to stop this nonsense soon."

"Agreed, but not tonight," he said after he kissed me. "You're tired. Besides, you know that we’re not done tonight!”

“Just fuck me,” I said as I spread my legs for him. “We’ll talk another time about it.”

Vic spread my legs a little bit further apart and rammed his hard penis deep inside of me. He fucked me hard for hours and climaxed in me through the rest of the night. It was mid morning the following day when he finally drained himself in me.

“Mi amor, I need to get get to work,” he said as he sucked one of my breasts. “I want you again but I know that you’re hurting and sore.”

“I want you again but you’re right,” I said as I stroked his hard penis. “You need to get to work. I’m tired and a little sore. Go to work.”

Vic climaxed in my hand, moaned my name and got up. He showered, got dressed, brushed his teeth and kissed me. He quickly slid into my sore apex, fucked me hard for over an hour; filling me with each climax. I fell asleep for a little bit then got up to shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, tossed his bed into the washing machine, made his bed with bedding from the linen closet and left a note for him on the fridge to put his sheets in the dryer.

Last night’s fun with Vic

Last night, he had me bent over the kitchen counter fucking my apex. He took HOURS to drain himself in me. I loved it as he poured every drop of his seed in me. This morning before work, I sucked him so he could pour his seed down my throat 

A fun night with Vic tonight

I’m not sure what he has planned for tonight but he said that it’ll be fun

An amazing night with Vic - the night after Doc

Due to how sore I was from the doctor jackhammering my apex, Vic - jealous - made me an amazing dinner last night and still took great care of me. He made me the most garlicky shrimp scampi he’s ever made. 

Vic thoroughly cleaned, deveined and de-shelled the shrimp before placing them in an ice bath. He then began to boil water for the pasta before he grabbing the garlic, onion, salt, pepper and bread crumbs. Once the pasta was in the water, he began to sauté the garlic and onion in the pan with olive oil. When they were browned and translucent, he added the bread crumbs and then salt & pepper to taste. He strained the shrimp, gently tossed them into the pan and then added the strained pasta. As he was playing food for the both of us, I poured wine for the both of us. 

“The dining room or living room, Papí?” I asked after kissing him. 

“Dining room, bebé,” he said. “You’re too formal in the dining room. Plus, you need to relax.”

I smiled as I shuffled into the living room. We ate dinner in silence. And yes, it was one of the best meals he’s made for me. I say this each time he cooks for me. I cleaned up since he cooked. As I was washing the sauté pan, he came behind me, spread my legs, lifted my shirt and slammed his penis deep inside of my swollen apex.

Vic gently fucked me as I rinsed the pan. I put it on the drain rack and dried my hands. Now that my hands were free, he began to fuck me harder. We climaxed several times together before he pulled out. 

“Bebé, meet me in my room,” he said as he kissed me. “Get comfortable, amor. I’m going to ride your apex until I’m empty.”

I headed upstairs as he got us some Gatorade and tequila. Once he joined me, we took some sips from our drinks then he topped them off with tequila. We drank a bit more. I laid down on my back, spread my legs and he forced his penis into my swollen apex. 

He fucked me hard and fast the rest of the night. We barely had any breaks but when we did, we rested and hydrated.