Deborah: Closure - Sex Stories

Deborah: Closure

... about this, especially the police, I’ll tell them it was a sex game that got out of hand and I stopped it before it went too far. Maybe I’ll get done for assault, maybe I won’t, but the whole country will know you’re just a crazy bitch.’ Before I could turn to leave Deborah stomped forward and punched me square on the nose. I fell backwards into the door, my head spinning, and small droplets of blood trickled from my damaged nose onto the floor. I put my hand up to cradle my face, which was now stinging with pain. ‘Fuuuuckk!’ I shouted. Deborah stood defiantly before me, her hands balled up into fists. ‘That doesn’t even come close to making us even, you shit!’ We both stood opposite each other, chests heaving, faces red with anger, each waiting for the other to do something. A couple of minutes passed without comment or movement. Eventually I decided to break the silence. ‘If I apologise for calling you crazy, and I apologise for twisting your arm and smacking your bum, will you apologise for calling my girlfriend a bitch and talking about my dad, and will you apologise for punching me in the face?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘And after we do that can we forget that this ever happened, forget about the sex and the cheating, and forget we ever met each other and move on?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Okay. I’m sorry.’ ‘I’m sorry too.’ It was then that I noticed that Deborah had a small wet patch around her crotch. Sensing I was fairly safe now that we had both started to relax again, I decided a little parting joke ...

... would be alright. ‘There was no need to piss yourself, though.’ ‘I didn’t.’ It took me a second to realise what she was saying, but then it hit me. ‘Oh’ I said simply ‘I see.’ Deborah kept her eyes on me, as though she was daring me to do what we both knew came next. ‘One last fuck for old time’s sake?’ Deborah nodded. ‘Take your clothes off.’ Deborah disrobed quickly, as did I. She was just as I remembered her; long, curvy legs winding up to a trimmed pussy with orange hair above the clit, small but nicely rounded tits and a flat, shapely belly. I was rock hard in an instant. We moved toward each other and kissed tenderly, my hand cupping the back of her head and stroking her hair. She pressed her lips firmly into mine and gasped softly. The pent up tension of the fight we had been having was starting to seep out of her, and I could tell she needed it badly. I broke the kiss suddenly. ‘Turn around’ I said in a stern voice. Deborah looked puzzled for a moment and then turned her back to me, allowing me to see her glowing red arse. ‘Wow, that looks sore. I said and reached out to touch it. Deborah winced at my touch and tensed a little but let me run my palm over her buttocks gently. “I think it’s only fair that I kiss it better.’ I sank to my knees and proceeded to kiss and rub her injured behind, causing her to gasp some more. I began to alternate between softly kissing one cheek and lightly rubbing the other before switching. After a minute or so of attending to her bum I ...