Confessions Of A West Palm Slut – Daylight Fading (Chapter 7)

Over the next few weeks, I found myself clinging to Clint the same way I clung to other men who gave me attention.  Whether it was Jimmy or Rick, Derek or Donnell, or even Javier – I craved the attention of people, particularly men.  I knew what they mostly wanted and had accepted that providing them that was my most effective way of making friends. 

Clint was the same…yet different.  We had a friendship before our first sexual encounter.  Granted it wasn’t a strong friendship, but it was a friendship nonetheless.  Unlike Jimmy, Clint was fairly nice and not against sharing a bed.  Some days I’d grab us coffee the next morning and we’d sit in bed talking about the night before or other various aspects of our lives.  By no means was the sex regular but I spent quite a bit of my free time at his apartment when our schedules allowed.  

Clint had an intense anal obsession.  He was so anally focused that we had never engaged in vaginal sex.  I found it odd and wondered to myself if he was bisexual or even gay, but didn’t dare bring it up to him for fear of ruining our friendship.  

One outcome of our friendship was learning more about anal stimulation and orgasms, both for him and myself.  He taught me how to finger his ass while giving him a blow job – which he said led to incredibly intense orgasms.  Alternately, his fingers were incredibly adept at finding my clitoris during anal sex, which also led to incredibly intense orgasms. 

The anal sex was rarely as hard as the first time we did it.  Whatever position we were in, Clint would often fuck it slow – watching my ass suction it as it pushed inside of me as well as when his dick tried to pull out.  The pace would speed up as he was about to cum and then we’d go about our day as normal.  

Today was no different.  I had finished my day shift and called Clint.  He said he was off work today and I was welcome to come over. 

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I was becoming torn between trying to date Clint or stop meeting him for sex.  I needed more than just anal sex but it seemed to be something he refused to budge on.  

I parked my car at Clint’s apartment complex and looked through my purse.  I had become used to carrying lube in my purse since Clint and I started meeting more and more.  This bottle was almost empty.  I dug past my wallet, lipstick, tampon, and pills before finding the small bag of coke I had remaining.  I scooped up a bump with my key and went up to Clint’s apartment.  

The bottles sitting in front of Clint indicated he got a head start on drinking.  He had sweetly already poured me a large glass of wine, which was waiting for me on the coffee table.  

“So…have you ever thought about us being a little more serious?” I asked, nervously sipping my wine.

“No,” Clint said without even glancing in my direction.  

“Why not?” 

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“It’s just not who we are, Kelly.  This is a partnership, not a relationship.  We each give the other something they need.”

“What is it you give me that I need, Clint?”

“Orgasms.  I make sure you cum nearly every time.  What other man has made that effort with you?”

“Oh please!  I can make myself cum, Clint.  You can’t fuck your own ass!”

I finished my wine.  I decided this would be the last time I’d hook up with Clint.  I didn’t come all this way to leave without an orgasm.  

“Let’s go,” I voiced sternly.

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“Huh?”

“Let’s go do this.  I’m not here to keep you company.  Let not make this more complicated than it should be.”

I walked into his bedroom, undressed myself and lay on my back naked in his bed.  If he wanted a partnership, he was going to get one.  

Clint hesitantly entered the room and looked at me lying on his bed, my hand already gently reaching down and rubbing myself.

“Don’t be like this, Kelly.  What is going on with you?”

“Get naked and let’s do this.  If not, I have no problem driving home and taking care of this myself.”

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Clint shook his head and got undressed.  His dick was soft.  That was an issue I decided he would need to take care of himself.  He grabbed the lube and walked over to the bed.

“You need to go down on me first,” I demanded.

“Umm, since when?”

“Since now.  Take it or leave it.”

Surprisingly Clint positioned himself between my legs and began to lick.  It was the first time he had gone down on me and it had been a long time since anyone had gone down on me.  It felt great despite a clear lack of enthusiasm on his part.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed it nonetheless.  

When I opened my eyes, I saw he had adjusted and his waist was rotating toward me.  It came to a rest above my face in a sixty-nine position.  This was not what I had planned but at that point I was essentially pinned on my back with his semi-hard dick rubbing my face. I took it into my mouth as he adjusted himself and was now fingering me and rubbing my clitoris despite my pussy craving a tongue.  The tables had turned and quickly.  His dick was now hard in my mouth and the weight of his waist was pushing my head into the mattress.  His dick filled my mouth, slightly impeding my breath, so I resorted to breathing through my nose.  

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He pulled his dick out of my mouth and rotated his hips forward.  I was looking up at his asshole as he blindly moved it in an attempt to find my mouth.  His hips eventually dropped, essentially suffocating me in his ass.  

I would have put up more of a fight; however, his fingers were working their usual magic.  I could feel an orgasm building and began to tongue his ass.  His ass had a smell and taste which let me know he had not yet showered today.  I couldn’t eat it anymore and pushed his hips up. 

He took the hint.  He stood up and walked over to the end table.  He squirt some lube onto his dick and pulled me over to the edge of the bed.  I looked down as his dick slowly pressed against and opened my ass.  He took his time, sliding his dick in and out of its familiar home.  The view was graphic.  I could see my ass stretched around his dick, gripping it each time he pulled instead of pushed.  It was erotic and began to bring back the built-up orgasm which had been abandoned before. 

He slid two fingers inside my vagina and curled them back in a “come hither” motion, perfectly hitting my G-spot.  The thumb on the same hand reached up and found my clit – rubbing and pressing it like a frantic video gamer using his controller.  He slid in a third finger and began to fuck my ass harder.  I could feel myself losing it, but not like before.  My legs started to spasm.  My vagina did as well as he continued hitting my G-spot and clitoris simultaneously.  I felt a pressure building up.  There was a certain discomfort as it continued building with no release.  I looked down, his dick now pounding my ass, his fingers soaked with my wetness, my clitoris clearly exposed and swollen. 

And then it happened.  The pressure released as I watched my pussy squirt fluid in the air as if it were a stream of urine.  I was embarrassed.  I was worried.  I was also having the most intense orgasm of my life.  My legs were twitching uncontrollably and tears came from my eyes.

“Holy shit! I made you squirt,” Clint said with a smile. “That was hot.”

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“I’m so sorry,” I said embarrassingly, unsure whether I was crying due to the intensity of the orgasm or from the embarrassment of what had just happened.  “I’ll clean it up.”

“No, no.  That was hot!”

His dick, which had stagnantly sat in my ass during our brief conversation, now pushed into me again.  I was too self-conscious at that point to enjoy the rest of the session.  Three minutes later Clint came in my ass and fifteen minutes after that I was on my way home.

If I hadn’t already decided that would be the last time with Clint, that performance confirmed it.  I wasn’t sure exactly what happened or if I wanted it to happen again.  Regardless, it wouldn’t be with Clint.

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