The next few months were a whirlwind of travel for my job but every time I went to New York I spent time in Marissa’s bed. Just like those first few days with her the Sex was fantastic. She gave herself to me and I ravished her every month. When I left we were both exhausted and sated.

——–

One month when I arrived she was dressed as a hooker, with overdone makeup, fuck me pumps, a tube top and a skin tight pair of shorts. I literally ripped those clothes off her then quickly undressed myself. I threw her down on the bed, still in her fuck me pumps, spread her legs and licked her nectar from between them. She grabbed my head and pulled me in, moaning with delight. I took my time, letting my tongue wander up and down her pink and around her clit. She moaned and quivered off and on as I feasted on her taste. Eventually I focused in on her clit and sucked on it as I slid a finger into her. She spasmed and moaned as her thighs clamped around my head. She grabbed sheets, balling them up in her fists. “Oh my God! ” she cried.

Before she was able to catch her breath I mounted her and plunged into her depths in one swift motion. Still with the sheets in her hands, I thought she would shred them. She bit her lower lip, bruising the tender flesh. The second wave of her climax robbed her of bodily control and she convulsed under me as she came again until finally her body stiffened and her breathing stopped. “Fuucckk!” she yelled, “Fill me with your Hot cum!”

I did. I flooded her, coating her velvet walls with my Hot jizz. “Uuunnnggghhh!”

I collapsed on the bed beside her and she rolled over to kiss me. “Mmm, once again you satisfied me completely. Your rush to take me nearly took my breath and when you finished me I saw colors behind my eyes, splashes of red, yellow and blue. Every time with you is a fresh experience and I’m not confident once a month is enough!”

“So your other lover isn’t satisfying you?” I asked.

She stared at me, mouth agape. “How did you know? I’ve been with another man once, just a couple of days ago! Are you having me followed?”

I laughed, “It’s ok dear, we did not agree to be exclusive and I hope you are taking other lovers so you can find one worthy of you. I knew you were with another man because I could taste him in you, the salty taste of semen is pretty distinct.”

“Oh my God, I’m so embarrassed. I should have told you.”

“Marissa, I want you, I want to take you every chance I get, but I don’t expect either of us to be exclusive. I would however appreciate you not taking another man for a few days before I arrive, just to avoid getting more than a taste,” I grinned.

“Agreed,” she said, blushing again.

“So, does he satisfy you? Have you found someone worthy?” I asked.

“He made me cum, but he’s no Blake. Actually I’m not sure I’m going to see him again.”

“Don’t let me ruin you for other men. There’s more to a relationship than Sex. Don’t miss out on the potential Love of your life just because he doesn’t give you fireworks,” I warned her, “maybe we should stop seeing each other.”

“NO! Absolutely not!,” she exclaimed, “I need this monthly Sex, at least until I find an adequate substitute.”

I laughed, “Ok, ok, I enjoy it too but I’ve had the Love of my life and you deserve that too.”

We snuggled together and dozed briefly before cleaning up and going to dinner.

After dinner we returned to her place and watched a movie then slipped between the covers and slept.

——–

Another month she met me at the door in nothing but an apron and a butt plug. “Dinner is almost ready,” she grinned, “I thought you might try plundering my Ass tonight.”

I put my bags in her bedroom and told her I needed to get a few things that I had forgotten at home. I hurried to the pharmacy a few blocks away and got a pre-mixed enema then went around the corner to a small Sex shop and picked up a soft cock-like dildo. ‘Instead of just Anal she’s getting a dp,’ I thought to myself.

That evening after Marissa took me to her bedroom I explained to her that the enema would help ensure there were no messes tonight. She happily went to the bathroom and took it, lubing the small dispenser tube and inserting it after removing the butt plug. She squeezed the container and the fluid flooded her colon. It felt good enough that she softly moaned, “yes.”

After emptying her colon she washed up and reinserted the plug. It had a bright blue jewel on the external part.

While she was preparing I had undressed and slipped under the sheets, my tool tented the sheet in anticipation. Returning to the bedroom she saw the tent and smiled as she crept onto the bed between my legs.

“That looks looks delicious,” she said, running a fingertip across the head and causing a wet spot to form on the sheet. She pulled the sheet down and wrapped her lips around the head. In no time I was breathing heavily and softly moaning.

She stopped and crawled up my body and kissed me on the lips. “No Cumming yet, I want you in my Ass.”

“I’ll gladly take your Ass if you’ll lay here next to me on your side.”

She snuggled next to me, took me between her cheeks and wiggled her Ass against me. She removed the butt plug and took the lube from the nightstand. Placing some on her finger she lubed her butthole then she squirted some into her palm and wrapped it around me. Before she could wipe the excess lube from her hand I gave her the fake cock. “You’re going to have two men tonight, meet Blaze.”

She giggled, “And what is Blaze going to do?”

“He’s taking the front as I take the back,” I said with a devilish grin.

“You are deliciously naughty,” she grinned back.

She lubed up Blaze and handed him back to me. Then she backed up to me and took me in. My God she was tight, even though she’d been wearing the butt plug for several hours. She gradually took me in then began humping me. I grabbed her leg behind the knee and pulled it up. “Blaze wants his now.”

I rubbed Blaze’s head across her pink lips and slid him between them, dp’ing her.

“OH MY GOD!,” she screamed. Her breathing changed to a pant and she let out a deep, guttural, moan. “Fuuuccckkk, that’s amazing! Uh, uh, uh, yeeeessss.” Blaze and I established a rhythm and drove Marissa to wave after wave of orgasms, each one stronger than the last. Her body quivered and spasmed against me as Blaze and I took her. She was moaning continuously, little unintelligible sounds escaped her lips. She rolled her head towards me and breathlessly asked me to kiss her. I gladly put my lips to hers just as another Orgasm racked her body. “Mmmhhmm, yes, oh FUCK ME!” It was a scream. I felt my own Orgasm rapidly approaching.

“I’m going to cum,” I told her as I felt my balls contract and my cum building up, ready to be expelled into her.

“Put it deep in me! I want to feel your heat fill my colon!”

I accommodated her request, I quickened the pace with Blake then I came, spewing globs of cum deep up her Ass. She screamed again and stiffened against me then collapsed. We lay there joined together as I extracted Blake then I held her until I went totally soft and slipped out of her Ass.

“You are fucking amazing at fucking,” she giggled, “and you have an incredible imagination when it comes to pleasing me. I can’t get enough of you Blake. I would give myself to you every day if you were here.”

“I would hope that some days rather than giving your self to me you would take me and use me.”

“Oh yes, I would do that too,” she grinned.

“And when did you start to develop a potty mouth?” I asked.

“When I started having orgasms with a light show!” she said, “do you prefer I not use the word ‘fuck’?”

“I don’t mind it at all, I like dirty talk in bed. Do you mind?”

“I’ve never been so vocal in bed before you took me as a lover so it’s new to me but

I’m willing to try,” then in a whisper, “teach me to talk dirty Blake.”

I just smiled.

We cleaned up then went for a walk, enjoying the evening temperatures.

——–

About six months into our relationship Marissa asked if I could spend a long weekend with her after my meeting in the city. I arranged with my boss to stay the extra days and work from there. When I arrived at her apartment she was cooking dinner. This time she was fully clothed.

“No dessert tonight?” I asked.

“No need to rush things, we have a few days together so I though we’d just enjoy each other’s company tonight, maybe go out to a movie.”

“What happened to the woman who couldn’t get enough of me?” I grinned.

She stepped close to me and whispered, “That woman was sexually satisfied last week.”

“Great!” I exclaimed, “you have to tell me every sordid, nasty, detail in bed tonight.”

She grinned, “So you think I’m the type of girl who would fuck and tell?”

“Do the ladies at work know about me and the fireworks?”

She blushed, “yes, they do.”

“You answered your own question,” I laughed.

“Speaking of the ladies at work I’d like to have them over for dinner and drinks Saturday night. Is that ok?”

“That’s a big step, I’m supposed to be the guy who flies in to town every month and fucks your brains out, not the guy who hangs with your friends. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Don’t worry, they understand our relationship. They just want to meet the man that’s become a not insignificant part of my life. They’re protective of me.”

“So this is an inquisition? ‘What are your intentions toward our friend, sir?'”

“You should expect some of that, yes. But there won’t be any torture involved,” she laughed.

After dinner we did go out to a movie then later we went to bed without Sex. I found myself not disappointed, spending time with Marissa was enough. I held her and she fell asleep in my arms. I laid awake admiring the way the sheet fell across her body exposing her curves. I drifted off to sleep and before long I was dreaming. My dream was filled with Marissa. It was not a sexual dream, we were just spending time together doing something normal. The dream started at her place with us packing a picnic basket to take to Central Park. Once in the park we laid out a cloth and enjoyed the meal then we packed up and wandered the park, just talking as we held hands and enjoyed the blooming flowers and trees.

——–

The next morning I awoke to the smell of French toast. I donned lounge pants and a t-shirt then joined Marissa in the kitchen.

“Good morning gorgeous,” I said as I entered the kitchen.

“Good morning stud,” she said with a grin, “you have perfect timing, I was about to come wake you for breakfast.”

She was wearing her short robe to I stepped behind her and lifted the back, giving her Ass a squeeze. “Ooo, frisky this morning?”

“I haven’t had Sex with a woman for two weeks, I need you,” I said as I kissed her next and nibbled her ear lobe.

“Two weeks? You haven’t plundered me for a month! So you also have another lover.”

“Not really, I met her in a bar and took her home. It was mediocre Sex.”

“Sorry to hear that, maybe you can get some great Sex while you’re in town,” she laughed.

I spun her around and kissed her hard on the mouth. “That’s exactly why I’m here, I know you’ll satisfy me!”

“Well breakfast is Hot and French toast is not good cold to let’s eat our meal before we eat each other.”

We sat down to breakfast. The French toast was fantastic, like none I’d ever had before. I savored every bite. We finished and she stood to clear the table. She didn’t know it would be a while before that task was complete.

I stood up and took her in my arms and began by kissing her jaw line then slowly worked my way to her ear lobe and eventually down her neck. When I reached the collar of her robe I untied the belt and let it drop to the floor. She stood naked before me, my hard cock pressing against her stomach. She helped me remove my t-shirt then she knelt and grabbed the waist of my pants and pulled it down around my ankles. My hard cock flopped out and smacked her cheek. I stepped out of my pants and kicked them and her robe to the side. Still on her knees she took hold of my cock and licked it from base to tip then ran her tongue around the head and engulfed it. By now my only thought was to throw her down on the table and take her.

I grasped one of her arms and helped her up. Our lips met and I could taste myself. I grabbed one of the breakfast plates, still pooled with melted butter and maple syrup. I grabbed her hair causing her to lean back against the table and I dribbled the remnants of our meal across her tits.

“Oh, look how filthy you’ve made me,” she gasped, “I hope you plan to lick me clean.”

Still holding her back against the table I licked from her navel, up between her breasts, finishing at her chin and then kissing her lips.

“I’ve made such a mess, it may take me a while to clean this up,” I whispered into her mouth as we kissed. I released her hair and she stood up straight as I began licking the sticky mess I had made. I had dribbled it all over her breasts and nipples and she moaned and cooed as I licked it off her mounds and sucked it from her nipples. I let one hand wander down between her legs and I tickled her clit and dipped a finger into her. With the attention being paid to her breasts and her Pussy she was soon moaning out her pleasure. I sucked hard on a nipple and roughly pressed her clit and she came. She wrapped her arms around me to keep from falling as her body twitched then stiffened.

“Aaaahhh, yes, YeS, YES! Uh, oh fuck, yeessS!’

I felt warm liquid flow over my hand and heard it drip onto the tile floor. I never before made a woman squirt. I continued driving my fingers into her Pussy, keeping her just past the peak of her Orgasm. She panted her pleasure and began rocking her hips, fucking my fingers. She threw her head back and moaned as she came again. “Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh,” she squealed.

I grabbed her and lifted her butt onto the table and laid her back. I grabbed the other breakfast plate and poured the remnants over her pubic area. It ran down between her legs, and across her Pussy lips. I dove in with my tongue and licked up the combination of her nectar, maple syrup, butter and a little piss from her squirting.

She began moaning and running her hands over her own body as I cleaned up the mess I’d made. Assured I’d cleaned her as good as possible with my tongue I stood up and slid my hardness between her lips. She moaned, Cumming almost immediately. I emptied a huge load of cum into her as she writhed on the table in Orgasm.

Having spent myself into her I knelt next to the table and put my tongue back to work eating my cum from her quivering Pussy.

“OH MY GOD!” She screamed and grabbed my head pulling me tighter to her dripping pink hole. “Fuck yes you filthy man! Eat me, eat me, oh yes, yes, yes, aaahhh”. She came again, her spasms forcing the last of my cum out and onto my tongue. She lay on the table panting, recovering for several minutes. I took a seat near her head and bent down to kiss her. Her tongue darted deep into my mouth, seeking out any remaining cum. She sucked on my tongue and moaned as her hand sought her clit. She came again and she screamed and moaned into my mouth. I heard more dripping onto the floor. She lay there on the table panting. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Placing her on the bed I lay down next to her and she rolled over snuggling up to me with her face in my neck.

Her breathing eventually slowed and for a while I thought she had drifted off to sleep. “What are you doing Blake? You tell me I should try to find other lovers but then you take me to places I’ve never been before. How can you expect me to want other men when I can’t imagine anyone who can please me like you. And how filthy can you be? Pouring breakfast on me, eating your cum out of me, where does it end? Jesus, I squirted twice in a matter of minutes when I’ve never squirted before

in my life!”

– to be continued