The Wall
Do not expect me to write about all the banging against the wall. Well, of course, standing sex was thrilling as fuck — especially when you do that beneath a shower or inside a fitting room. In a way, this chapter will talk about invisible shield a human can put on. If you have watched Game of Thrones, you can imagine what The Wall looks like. Standing tall, strong, and seems impossible to be broken down — yeah, until White Walkers attacked LOL. The Wall u have seen on Game of Thrones gave you that cold vibe even the moment u saw that on screen. The Wall i’m talking about is nearly the same, but this one got me motherfucking turned on every single time he flashes in my head.
He is not that expression-less person, so that i could call him ‘The Wall’, nor that quiet dude you can barely talk with. It was the first time ever that i could not break a man’s shield of personality. I like to read someone’s personality — or at least behavior tendencies, when i put attention to little details during our fuck session. Pace, caress, sight, grip, kiss, moan, and the pillow-talk — tell me many things about a person. But this man only handed me a blank paper to read. Should i tell you how we fuck? Yeah, i know you want some spill over the sex session, you horny morons.
We had our first fuck on a couch. I liked the fact that he had a mirror stuck above that couch, so that i could see him slammed me from behind. You guys should know that doggy position in front a mirror is one of my fetish. That session ended up with him cumming out inside of my mouth. Don’t be sad, i’m not over yet. I finish talking about our first fuck because i wasn’t sober at that time, my mind wandered everywhere. Let’s move on to our amazing second fuck, shall we?
This time we did on his bed. No single light turned on and we’ve only got the lamp on his backyard which shined through the window. It was pretty intense. He tossed me around the bed as if he was toasting a piece of thin bread. He sucked and grope my boobs like there was no tomorrow. Oh, i love it when he pulled my hair back while he slapped me from behind. I also enjoyed the moment i was riding him like a cowgirl while gripping his neck. I told him i liked his voice, so he did sigh in his damn hot bass voice which sent me overload quiver in my whole body. It was goddamn long yet almost-heavenly-sex I’ve ever had. I even tasted his dripping sweats on my face. He got me walking side to side after that LOL.
I thought i could get a hint of him after the second sex. But, nah. He handed me another blank paper to read. I uttered my wonder about his true personality and how i pictured him like a great impenetrable wall. He answered with a smile at first. Then he verified it. He said he has been building a shield to numb his soul from pain. Even so, he remains a mystery for me. Now that i think about it, maybe that is just how it should be. These wonders are probably the thing that makes him such an undeniable turned on for me.
