. He was at least a head taller than me. I was literally standing in his shadow.I sighed. There seemed to be no dissuading him. However desperate I ma... have been, it didn’t make a difference. He wouldn’t budge an inch, or a millimeter, or whatever. When I was little, I might’ve shrieked and cried and stamped my feet until I got my way. Running low on ideas, I might’ve even tried it right then and there. But I hadn’t the strength left in me for a tantrum. His presence somehow seemed to weaken. I didn’t change the sheets! I didn’t think I would want to get into this bed with you. I made us fuck on the floor!”I burst out laughing at her funny and so sexy outburst and forced confession. I just had to tell her, “Stop worrying. With you, I’d make love anywhere: on the carpet, bed, chair, table, stairs, grass, even against a back-fence, if all else fails. Besides, after we are through, these sheets will really need a wash!”Helen laughed, calling me a “Boaster”, and pushed me onto the bed.. "I had no qualms about going out with Sandy on a double date. We had been friends as long as I could remember. I was confident around women. Mom had been an uptown girl when she married Dad. A case of true love and she was happy with him down here in this part of town. She had all the social graces and had made sure that her three boys knew how to act in any given situation. Dad had been killed two years ago in an auto accident and that's when I had started part-time at the mill. As far as my. ..you....like?’ I ask, slapping hard with each blow. I grip your hair roughly, pulling your face up from the pillow, turning your face to me. Sweat is pouring down your face as you kiss me hard. I turn you to face the headboard. You raise yourself up on your hands as I push your legs wider apart. You are so open for me, so wet. For a moment, you are focussed on the adrenaline from being slapped so hard, having your hair pulled so hard. Right now, there is expection for what seems an eternity..
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