"The Unplugged Challenge" - Sex Stories

"The Unplugged Challenge"

... important. What we were doing was almost all-consuming. It was a wonder I hadn’t cum… I guess it was my subconscious at work, I was so concerned that I leave a good impression that I wasn’t relaxed enough to actually climax. That wouldn’t protect me for long, though. Mostly, while we were in this position, Krista had kept her head pointing upwards, looking at the ceiling instead of at me directly. That changed suddenly. For no reason I could figure out, she slowed the pace of her bouncing and looked me in the eyes, drew closer. Our mouths touched, a gap formed, and our tongues met in the middle, played together, while we rocked together. The kiss broke, resumed, broke again, resumed again, and then the next time she broke it Krista began riding up and down again like a woman possessed. She closed her eyes, and was whispering softly. “Yeah, fuck me, show me you love me too.” I guessed she was deep into fantasy mode, now, pretending I was some guy she fancied. I didn’t answer in words, not wanting to break the spell, but struggled to keep up the motion. The bed began to creak beneath us, like it was unable to withstand the f***e. “Yeah, that’s it, fuck me, fuck me, give me all you’ve got, Bobby.” It took a little while to sink in that she’d used my name. Did that mean the guy she was imagining was me? Or did she just slip out of the fantasy a moment? I didn’t know, but I preferred the first idea. So, when she next spoke, I decided to answer. She asked, “Do you like fucking me ...

... Bobby?” “Yeah, I love fucking you, Krista. I love you.” My face curled in an involuntary wince, worried it would make her freak out, but it didn’t, she kept moving and buried her face in my neck. She kissed me up and down. It was intoxicating, freeing. I began to lose myself, my inhibitions, my fears about my performance, everything, determined only to give her all I had. “Mmm... me too. You going to cum?” “Pretty soon.” “Go on, cum inside me.” I almost did, then, but I had a little more fight in me so I gave it all I had, putting all my energy into the finish as Krista made sharp cries of pleasure. She was close, and if there was one thing I wanted more than to empty my load inside of her, it was to make her cum first. Our combined movements rattled the bed and every so often another creak would ring out. That was where everything turned on its head. Wouldn’t you know it, the one time I’m not neurotically paranoid about the littlest things, obsessing about all the possible ways things could go wrong, is the time it bites me in the ass. If I hadn’t been so wrapped up in the passion of the moment, I might have considered that Mom might not spend as much time shopping if she was only buying fresh fruits, vegetables and meat, instead of pre-made meals, that she might have gone to a nearby vegetable store with a butcher right beside it instead of driving all the way to the grocery store. If it didn’t feel so damn good to have my s****r bouncing up and down on my dick, I might not ...