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Janelle I was in a lengthy dry spell. The break-up with Lynette hurt, and my inability to pick up on social cues meant that I wasn’t seeing any interest. But it was also the age of VCRs, so home porn took on a new dimension and offered at least a distraction. Janelle turned out to be ten years younger than me and worked as a secretary in my office. I have no real memory of how we got together, but I do recall that not long after the relationship started, I came down with a bad case of mono. It had me pretty much laid out and yet I remember that Janelle was insatiable. As I lay there feeling like death warmed over, she would get me hard and then climb aboard for some fun. I also recall that in being sure to satisfy her first, my cock was so hard and drippy that I was afraid that if I were to look down I’d find it a disturbingly dark purple! My recollections are just unconnected snippets. I loved when she would squat over my cock and then raise and lower herself. It struck me as very much a porn film move as opposed to the more common rocking motion that a woman on top typically employs. It was still early in our relationship that interest rates came down (they used to be over 12  to the point that I could afford a house. As I arranged to rent a truck and gather friends to help me with the move, Janelle complained that I hadn’t accounted for having the truck stop to pick up her things. Mind you, I hadn’t invited her to move in with me! But I had no objections, and so it was that I had my first live-in relationship with a woman.Unlike Lynette, Janelle really didn’t like me teasing her by licking and sucking her to the brink of orgasm and then backing off. She found it exceedingly frustrating. She also didn’t much care for giving head and didn’t like me to cum in her mouth. On the other hand, she was more able to indulge my anal fetish – a fact I learned unexpectedly… We were on a trip to my family cabin south of Tahoe and were getting at it up in the loft. But as I tried to take her from behind, the condom kept breaking. She looked over her shoulder at me and simply said, “Why don’t you put it where we don’t need a condom.” It turned out that she wasn’t big into anal, but was able to accommodate it without much pain and I had my first full anal penetration with her. But in the sense of one step forward and one step back, she wasn’t at all interested in losing any clothing in the car or doing a lot of experimenting. In the end, the relationship fell apart. From my perspective the age difference had a lot to do with it. I found her to be a bit flakey and uninterested in helping me take care of the house. She just didn’t seem serious about anything and yet she really wanted to get married and have a . In my mind, I felt she wanted a the same way she wanted other things she would get to entertain her and then just drop it when her interest waned. Not something you can do with a . And then, when the sex tapered off, things just got worse. But I probably shouldn’t go there. Suffice to say that she quit worrying at all about my pleasure and when called on it she’d say, “Well, you should have said something.” But there are two very specific memories I have of Janelle, sexually speaking. The first occurred when she was laid up in bed with a sore neck. I assume it was a pinched nerve and having had those, I know how much they can hurt. So, I let her rest and since it was the weekend, I spent all day working out in the garden, just coming in now and again to see if she needed anything. On one of these trips, she reached out for me, and as I stepped closer to stroke her hair, she reached into my shorts and pulled out my cock. And despite her ambivalence to giving head, she started to suck on me as I stood next to the bed. As my orgasm approached, I tried to pull back, but she reached out, grabbed my ass and pulled me in deeper! This was unexpected and I came so hard! By the time I recovered, I found she had already drifted off to sleep. The second recollection came when she woke me up in the middle of the night. She apparently had been having a sex dream and woke up extremely horny. She got up on her knees, with her ass by my head and started sucking me. After a while she asked me to play with her ass while she sucked me. After another minute or to, she asked me to tell me how bad she was, how dirty she was, how wanton! It took me a while to understand what was happening, this was not something that was typical of her. But once I understood, I was able to get into it. Fingering her ass and telling her what a slut she was. How bad she was. How she needed a lesson and a spanking! That was fun! But the next morning it was all gone. That relationship lasted about three years, and in its wake, it left me a bit more willing to go out on a limb and look for a partner. |
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