Sex is great. But is it enough to hold down a relationship? Oftentimes I wonder. I know that sometimes when the sex is good, it can compromise your judgement and make you feel like it’s all you need. But I know that there are so many other things to consider to make a relationship work or healthy.
Except of course if it’s just a sexual fling, then some things may not matter as much. Now, how does one decide that?
I have this complicated relationship that has refused to let me go. I met this guy randomly, but we connected very quickly, so much so that I could tell him anything. I felt safe with him. The sex was great. This made the connection even stronger. For a while, we couldn’t even define what we were doing. We just loved to be in each other’s company. Fucking, talking, and listening to music.
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As soon as we decided we were in a relationship, we started to have problems. Then came the rules, boundaries, and control. We started to argue a lot because I wouldn’t conform and be caged to the idea that he had in his head of how a relationship should be. Resentment started to set in and I didn’t feel comfortable anymore. I started to talk less and would rather keep things to myself.
We tried to talk and resolve the situation, but it was obvious the euphoria was lost. One day I decided there was no point hanging on and we went our separate ways. No fighting, no argument, just a goodbye.
We agreed not to stay in touch. So you can imagine my shock when many months down the line, I opened my door and found this gentleman standing there. Staring at me. For the first few seconds, I was too shocked to speak.
When I did speak, I asked him what he was doing at my door. Ge said he came to see me. Interesting. I invited him in and we spent some more minutes in silence.
I broke the silence by asking what he had been up to. I served us drinks. I know I needed it. We started to gist and soon enough we were laughing together. He got close to me, held my hands, and looked into my eyes. It was at that moment that we both knew that we were only apart physically but not emotionally.
He kissed me and I responded like he never left. Passionately was an understatement.
He grabbed my bum and squeezed it. We pulled at each other’s clothes until we were both naked, his hard dick staring at me.
He looked at my naked body and whispered: “I missed you.” I smiled. He sat on the couch and I sat astride him, holding him close and feeling his hard-on press against my coochie.
He took my breasts in his mouth, sucking and moaning: “I missed my babies.” I held his head and ground on his hard cock. My juice was lubricating his dick. I was super wet, so I slid his dick in my pussy. It glided in easily because I was ready.
It was a slow, sweet ride. I looked at the in-and-out motion of his dick in my pussy and it turned me on even more. I had my first orgasm. His thrusts became faster. He teased my clitoris with his finger and I went wild. We were both riding each other and moaning loudly. Then he said: “I love this pussy.”
As I was about to cum again, I kissed him deeply. He held me down and poured his juice into me. Needless to say, we came together. It was a very intense sex session but was it enough to keep us together.
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