Alternate Ending – NSFW

Down the corridors of memory lies a juncture, a turning point where life could’ve been vastly different for me. One small difference could change the course of my history. Come with me and let me take you through one of those pivotal moments.

The reality, at that time, was that I was homeless, living in my car. I was young so, while inconvenient, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. At least I didn’t have to pay rent. Finding food was a bitch though. But that’s cool when the most important things are tequila and weed. Both easily accessible. And easier to consume.

It was during these long days of summer that I met up with a good friend of mine and his buddy. We ended up hanging out at the beach, staying high and hanging out, as was our MO. In one version of my life, we spent the night down there on the beach, the three of us chilling in my tiny car. Nothing weird happened. Just friends hanging (and sleeping) the night through. We got up in the morning and continued on in life none the worse or better.

It’s in another version of my life that I am reflecting on. It’s the one I choose to recall, with the memory of that night burned in my brain, as it changed everything.

My good friend, Paul, had brought along his friend Dan down to the beach that evening. I was disappointed, as Dan annoyed me, with his youthful arrogance and his taking up of Paul’s attention. I tried to remain polite. Paul and I were friends. We had been for a few years and I was always drawn to him. He had the sexiest voice you can imagine. He was good-looking and strong and smart and he wasn’t like one of the jocks or one of the nerdies (like me). He was his own man.

I saw a Light in his eyes. Something deeper. It made me want to gaze into those brown eyes forever and ever. I wanted to forever listen to him laugh. I’d come up with dumb reasons to get him to talk to me, teach me stuff, just to be closer. He was way too good for me but I was so attracted to him. I wanted him to devour me. I knew he could, but I also knew I was nothing to him. Or so I thought at the time.

Paul also always had good weed. So we built a fire down on the sandy beach and the three of us chilled and laughed and smoked and had a great time. As the night wore on I decided to call it a night. As fun as it was, there’s a time when you just gotta catch some sleep. For some reason, and this I can’t remember fully, we decided to all sleep in the back of my tiny car. Conserving body heat or friends not ready to part ways, I don’t fully know.

Regardless, we all climbed in and because it was so small, we had to, yep you guessed it, spoon. Since I was the only girl, it was me in the middle. As we lay there, Paul to my back and Dan in front of me, I felt something pressed to my ass. Was that?? Yes, I do believe he has a hard-on. Hhhmmm. Things just got interesting. See, I never had even an inkling that Paul thought of me in that way. But here was proof. I think.

To test my theory, I shifted the tiniest bit, pressing my ass a little more against him without being ridiculously obvious, I hoped. His hand went to my hip and he pulled me a little closer and pushed a little harder. Oh yes. Definitely on the same page. I put my hand over his to communicate without words: I was in agreement.

It was at this point that his gravelly voice growled out, “hey Dan.” “Yeah man?” “Get lost, dude.” “Wha…?” “You heard me, find somewhere else to sleep, take my car if you want.” Dan got it loud and clear. Three’s a crowd. He wasn’t even completely out of the car before Paul’s hands were on me, under my shirt, on my skin. I moaned. He kissed my neck. He gripped my tits and fondled them, pinching my nipples. He was grinding on my ass.

The windows fogged up. We were panting, moaning, giving out encouraging words. “Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this? About you?” He whispered in my ear. “No…” I gasped out. “Fuck yes I have.” His hand went to the button on my jeans and he deftly unsnapped it and then unzipped them. His hand pushed down inside my underwear and his fingers, oh god, his fingers began rubbing my clit.

I arched my back into him and purred, literally purred, for him. Reaching back, I grabbed his hair just as he leaned forward again and started sucking on and biting my neck and ear and throat and shoulder. I was thrusting my hips. Wanting to feel his cock. Wanting to feel more of his hand.

He pushed a finger, two fingers, inside my soaking wet pussy. “Fuck!” He cried, “you’re so fucking wet already!” “god, for you, I have been all night!” And with that, we were desperate. Afraid of waking from a dream, we rushed to get me out of my jeans and him out of his. Honestly, we were only partially successful. I got one leg out; we got his jeans to his ankles. That was enough.

Without any hesitation, he stroked my pussy from behind, spreading my honey from front to back, then grabbing himself, he pushed in deep. I changed the angle of my hips to accommodate him and pushed back. My hands found purchase on the inside of the car as he grabbed my hip and began fucking me. It was the best thing I’d ever felt. The connection between us electrifying the air. A couple years of fantasizing made reality.

Harder! Fuck me, Paul! Fuck me hard!” I ground out between gritted teeth. It was apparently the right thing to say because he did. He slammed that perfect hard cock into me. He bit my shoulder. I cried out in pain and in pleasure. It was what I needed to send me spiraling, screaming into orgasm.

I’d never actually experienced an orgasm from a man other than thru my own masturbation so to cum from his dick in me: Oh. My. God. It was incredible. I wasn’t that experienced and this was the best I’d ever had. He was exactly what I wanted. What I needed.

I came and came and came. My pussy clenching so hard, getting so fucking wet. When it was over, he pulled out. I was at first surprised but then he lay on his back and ordered me to sit on his face. “I want to taste that pussy.” Uummm, okay.

I’d done this only once before and honestly wasn’t impressed then but oh lord he knew what he was doing. Either that or my body was made for his. So I sat on his face and he did things with his tongue I never knew was possible. His hands held my ass. I unashamedly ground my pussy all over his face. He sucked and licked and hummed. Oh my god, and when he hummed, the vibration was just too much!

This orgasm hit me so hard, I squirted all over his face as I came. This just made him lap me up even more thoroughly. His flat soft tongue gently licked me clean as I came down from my high. Then his hands gently guided me down his chest.

I want to feel that tight pussy on my cock, Baby.” I lowered myself onto him and rode him. I rode him hard and fast and as he fucked me, his nails scratched my back. The burning pain felt so good and I threw my head back. “Fuck!” He called out as he too found his release deep inside my hot wet pussy.

I collapsed on his chest and he helped me lay beside him, my head in the crook of his arm. We passed out almost immediately. But it just before sleep completely claimed me that I thought I heard him say he loved me.

The next morning could have been awkward. Two friends finally fucking. But it wasn’t. It was the most natural thing ever. Without words, we fucked again in the back of my car, in broad daylight. As we looked into each other’s eyes, we knew. We knew we were meant to be together. That we had always been meant to be together.

He claimed me as his own that day and I vowed to be his. And we still are, to this very day. Happily loving and fucking for the rest of our lives.

21 thoughts on “Alternate Ending – NSFW

  1. sensual. Lol I skipped to the main part. Well written and with great details too. You are the queen of Erotica, among ladies esp.

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  2. I thoroughly enjoyed this, as with all of your posts. The introduction was spot on and fit perfectly with the rest of the “alternative endings”. I think if people are honest with themselves, all of us have experienced those moments that if another decision had been made it could have altered their current life. That being said, this was a very sensual, erotic capturing of an event like that and I truly enjoyed it.

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