Love In The Trenches - Sex Stories

Love In The Trenches

... cum with the taste of my shit in your mouth. Do it.’ I reached down and palmed my throbbing hardness. The sharp taste in my mouth nauseated me, but seeing her standing above me pumping and rubbing her slimy cunt with her hand sent me straight into climax. My hips jerked as I pumped my sperm into the air, while thick drops of cunt juice from Susan’s climax rained onto my face from above. Chapter XI: ‘I just don’t know what to do with you yet, now that I have you.’ Susan handed me an unused toothbrush, toothpaste and a mouth disinfectant from the cabinet above the mirror and stepped into the bathtub for a shower. I brushed and rinsed three times before I felt confident enough to join her in the shower, but she signalled me to wait and hand her a towel. Susan was smoking on the bed, still naked, lying on her side with her back towards me and her head propped up on her right arm. There was a soap opera playing on the TV set. I spooned her from behind. I was feeling very vulnerable and wanted her to hold me, but she seemed too immersed in the TV show to take notice of me. Later that night, while she lay snoring beside me, I tried to take stock of what had happened. I conjured up the words she had spoken during the ritual. They were engraved in my mind and I remembered every single word in the exact sequence she had spoken them. Had she meant them, or had it all just been part of a game? Why was she always so cold and distant right after reeling me into her? There was so much I ...

... still had to learn about her. I left her apartment early the next morning and went to my place to change before going to work. I tried to get Susan off my mind and drown myself in work, but I didn’t quite manage. Nor could I get a straight thought in about her, or myself. I somehow felt dislocated. Something was different about me but I couldn’t place a finger on what that was. I left work early and went straight to the bar. Susan wasn’t there but Jeff said she’d called in and left me a message, to wait for her if I was there before her. I sat at the far end of the bar nursing a diet Coke for over an hour before she joined me. It was the first time Susan kissed me in public, on the mouth at that, and the gesture took me so completely by surprise that I was too stunned to kiss her back. She climbed onto the stool beside me and told Jeff to bring us two beers. She was radiant and her mood was infectious. Soon we were laughing and talking animatedly like two school children. We left for a walk in a nearby park. The evening was cool and the stars were out. We sat on a bench by a small pond. Susan embraced me briefly, then hooked her arm into mine and sat back to look at the stars. I couldn’t help but marvel at how easy it was for Susan to take me in tow. She’d been wrong about me not trusting her. I did. It was just difficult for me to surrender control. I always liked to be on top of things, make my own decisions when I felt I was ready to make them. I had been despondent with her, ...