Georgie's Road - Sex Stories

Georgie's Road

... inside you?'

'Yes...'

'You look so hot, lying there with me fucking you. You like being fucked by a girl?'

'Oh please...'

'That's it, slut,' she gasped, 'take me. Take me inside you.'

Georgie well and truly fucked my brains out, that night. We lasted a long time, and she was very good: merciless but thorough. She leaned over me and kissed me while she sodomised me and I gasped and whimpered.

By the end, I was on my back, my legs were back over my head and she was crouching over me, fucking downwards and jerking me off, and as I made incoherent whimpers I came over my own face.

She wouldn't let me wipe it off, but she took off the strap-on and lay next to me and we cuddled. My eyes were closed so that my cum wouldn't get into them.

'You didn't cum,' I said.

'You did.'

'But you didn't?'

'I don't, really,' she murmured. 'It's cool. I still love doing it. I love this part. And I love putting you through that and hearing the noises you make.'

'I wish I could make you cum,' I said.

'No one ever has,' she said, and patted me fondly.

***

For the next six months it was like that.

We did do other things. We took baths together. We tried face-sitting, and 69ing, but she didn't like my tongue being too near her vagina.

We did a lot of mutual masturbation. One big day was the first time Georgie got naked with me, for my birthday. I tried to see any scars which were normally covered by underwear, but I couldn't. Whatever scars she had ...

... were evidently internal: in her mind and maybe inside her body.

I was happy. I loved her, and she seemed to love me.

But, over time, things began to get less blissful.

Sex seemed to be something she was less and less interested in having. I thought she might be going off me but she swore that she really liked me and I needn't worry.

But then, one night, after she'd fucked my arse again and made me cum as always, we were lying there afterwards, unusually silent.

'What's wrong,' I said finally.

'Nothing's wrong.'

'You seem sad.'

Georgie was silent for a long time, and then rolled over and looked at me. I was naked; she was in her bra and panties.

'Something's not right,' she said quietly. 'I really like you. I think maybe I love you. But I can't figure out why I can't come with you.'

'We'll figure it out,' I said.

'I've been trying to figure it out,' she said. 'That's not the problem. I think maybe...'

She paused, and bit her lip. Her eyes were wet. I began to feel like I didn't want to hear what was coming.

'I think maybe it's that it's not you,' she said. 'Maybe it's guys. Maybe I'm bi.'

'Do you fancy women?'

'I've always thought women are more sexy,' she said.

So that was it. I felt my throat tighten and my own eyes prickling.

'You don't fancy me, then?'

'I do fancy you, I love fucking you, it's not that. I mean, I really do love seeing you in ecstasy. It's so hot. But you know it doesn't make me come. I don't understand it ...