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"I like to feel a nice slippery wet cunt round my cock after it's destroyed an asshole. It's a
bonus for it to be the cunt neighbouring that ass - it
makes it more pleasurable for me."
He had to be tormenting me deliberately as
well as showing his utterly selfish, sadistic side. Just using those words to
remind me and hurt me more and more. He was slipping his cock deep into me and
pressing up hard against my cervix. He was holding it right there to cause the
pressure and that pressure was making me squeeze my cunt
flesh around his cock. That pressure and my squeezing of my own vaginal muscles
was accentuating how useless my ass was now. If I squeezed my vagina there was
the hanging looseness of my ass. It was like all the internals of my ass might
fall out and the indignity and degradation that involved.
Oh yes there is a beyond rock bottom alright.
That hits when the orgasm has come and gone. That comes the other side of that orgasm, when I was on the way down from it. First the sexual
euphoria where everything else is forgotten and nothing else matters. That
sexual high that is so high that it feels like the best thing, the most
beautiful thing in the world. And that is because it IS the best thing in the world,
and this was the time that I embraced the hugeness of that cock inside my
vaginal tunnel. This was when I embraced that delicious way that Cici fucked me.
If there was one thing that Cici did well it
was fucking me. He did a number of
things well - he did sadism well. I'd never really
thought much beyond the normal about 'sadism'. But yeah, Cici did sadism very
well. He was very accomplished. But he fucked in that
delicious way as well.
"That's right you dirty slut.
You KNOW that you haven't been living your best life until now."
Even his voice turned me on. It was like his
voice and his cock worked in unison together to bring me to that high.
"Let me cum, please Cici let me cum."
I was whispering, hissing back to him. When I
was in this place nothing else mattered and his words 'your best life' made
sense when he was building me to an orgasm. It was when I could forget about
everything else. My last thought about 'everything else' was that it could
wait, that I would deal with that as and when. And that it didn't
matter, for now. And that was right because Cici gave me that orgasm.
Oh, did he give me that orgasm! And that was
a strange way to think, that he was giving me the orgasm as though it was his
to give. That showed the level that my mind had sunk to. That showed the
dysfunctional state of my mind. But it didn't matter
because I had this orgasm building and emerging and I was determined to suck as
much from that as I could.
"Not straight away slut.
I'm gonna let it build, and build until you beg for
it, then you can have it all at once."
That was ok by me. He edged me and then
brought me back from that edge time after time until I was breathless. I cannot
describe that feeling - that intensity that was involved in being brought to
the edge of a sexual abyss like that, time after time and then back again, away
from it. It made me hold my breath and it made me desire Cici more than I could
have imagined even before this nightmare episode.
I'd never experienced the build up to orgasm
like this before and it was like a drug. Yes, that was what it was like exactly
- like a drug that I wanted more and more of. The more he edged me, the more he
shoved me over that edge to look into that abyss
before dragging me back from it, the more I forget about the nightmare world I
was in.
"Please, please Cici, let me cum, please let
me cum, please please please."
I was begging like I'd
never begged before. And when he did let me spill into orgasm it was like a
trillion ton neutron bomb going off inside the core of my clitoris. It was like
a delicious chain reaction - as though millions of mini orgasms had joined
forces to create this ultra super orgasm. Except it
was more than that. After all that edging there was this spill of pleasure that
didn't peak. At least, it didn't
peak immediately. It just came and then kept coming and I was holding my breath
in this jerky stuttering way.
And I was more than aware of my eyes being
open, wide open bulging as I tried to deal with this amount of pleasure all at
once. And that was it - trying to deal with an ever mounting, and ever coming
tsunami of pleasure that didn't know when or how to
peak. It just kept coming. I couldn't respond much
physically because I was still in that debilitating, degrading bondage. All I
could get out of it was what Cici gave me. And he was giving it all to me at
once. That wave of pleasure just kept rolling through me and I was helpless to
it.
And then it did peak. Oh, did it peak! I
thought my clitoris and my nipples would explode or be launched into nano
space. I whimpered through that orgasm peak because that was all I could do.
Just when I didn't think this build up would end, it
peaked and that peak was like reaching the top of the highest, steepest roller
coaster ever, and then coming down the other side of it. I held my breath and I
whimpered because that was all I could do.
I was aware of Cici shooting a second load
into me as I peaked. And he was still shooting his second load when I began
that descent from the most addictive orgasm I'd ever
had. And that was is - that descent from orgasm. Usually this was when lovers
lay in each other's arms, shared a cigarette, whatever and then maybe went to
sleep.