Sexual burnout is a thing. You wouldn’t understand until you have experienced it. I was discussing with a friend the other day and I told her that I haven’t felt sexual for weeks.
At first she laughed. According to her, she couldn’t believe I could ever say such a thing or that it could ever happen to me. But here we are.
After she was done mocking me, she advised me to go on a three day holiday/retreat. All by myself. I took her advice and took a trip out of state just to be alone. I took a book and some writing materials along with me.
I must confess the air felt different and I felt a sense of calm around me. The first thing I did was sleep. I slept for hours without any form of distraction. I also didn’t feel the usual urgency in my subconscious reminding that I needed to do one thing or the other.
When I awoke, it was early evening. Truth be told, my thoughts became clearer about a certain matter that had been roaming freely in my head. I took a cold shower, ate some salad and had some fruit juice I had made myself earlier that day. The atmosphere was really quiet. It was easy to read.
At the end of the three days, I was refreshed. I got back to my flat and looked forward to work the next day.
While I was getting ready for bed, my door bell rang and I went to check who it was. Lo and behold, it was Emeka. I was shocked to see him because I wasn’t expecting him and also because I had almost never seen him alone. He was always in the company of his partner.
Anyway. he said he was in the neighbourhood so he decided to check up on me. For some funny reason, I started to feel a tingling in my body.
I invited him in and we had some red wine. While we drank, he told me his partner was out of the country.
I don’t know how it happened but we found ourselves kissing. This was the first time we were together alone, but there was no awkwardness.
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I stepped back from the kiss, took off my clothes and pulled him down with me on the bed. We kissed some more as he squeezed and caressed my boobs. I pushed his head down on my boobs. He licked and sucked. He made sweet sounds like a baby enjoying the mother’s breasts.
I took his hand and put it between my legs. I removed my panties and inhaled it deeply. Then he parted my legs and stuck his head between my legs. He sniffed it in before sticking out his tongue and flicking it on my clitoris.
As he sucked on my clitoris, he stuck two fingers in my pussy, fingering me. I started to drool. I was on cloud nine. “oh God,” I kept muttering. He lifted his head, stepped out of his pants.
He used the cap of his dick to rub my clit. As he did so, his juice mixed with mine. I couldn’t take it anymore so I pulled his dick into my pussy. We bounced and rolled on the bed, moaning and groaning. He held my neck and looked into my eyes, asking: “Do you love this dick?” I responded: “I love it.”
He put his fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them as I lifted my hips to take in the full length of his dick. As I came, I screamed and grabbed his skin. Then he turned me around, gave me some back shots, then he came on my bum.
Wow! It was an intense session. We both felt hungry afterwards. So we ate a late dinner. We went on another intense round because I just had to have more. You can say I had been reenergised.
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