Deborah & the Very Deep Claw Marks
Posted: 17 Jul 2014 21:38
Another recording with Deborah.
Her boyfriend was out of town and we had met for a lunch date (the kind where you actually eat at a restaurant) and were talking about what we did on the 4th holiday. When I told her about going to the party at Karen's she started asking probing questions, trying to find out what had happened. When I tried to be cagey and evasive, she told me she wanted me to be honest. She reminded me that she had a live-in boyfriend and so wasn't jealous, and was only asking because hearing about me "getting lucky" would be a turn on. My spidey-sense was tingling big time, but I went ahead and briefly explained about the full body massage with Karen that had turned playful.
Should have listened to my spidey-sense.
Long story short, she did not get turned on so much as very pissy. I then compounded my error in judgement by telling her that since she had a boyfriend and had asked me to tell her, she had no right to be so pissy. This was, of course, a HUGE mistake. She tensed up and just sat there quietly glaring at me for about minute. Then she picked up her wine glass and thew it in my face -- or at least attempted to. Her arm arced wide and it mostly went over my shoulder and onto the floor. And then I was actually stupid enough to make it worse by asking if that was the most mature reaction she could have chosen. She stood up, reached across the table and slapped me across the face. Hard. And this time her aim was just fine. She stormed out, and I was left to pay the bill and make embarrassed apologies to the waitress -- who, by the way, was totally hot and who I already had a mini-crush on, and who looked at me when I was paying like if there was one man she knew for absolute certain she would never, ever be with in a million years, it was this creep who was such a prick he'd made his date throw wine and slap him in the middle of a crowded restaurant.
I was pretty pissed off when I was driving back to the office, so when I got a text to come to her apartment so that we could "either end it or work it out," I initially ignored it. But she kept texting, so eventually I turned the car around. When I got to her apartment the door was open a crack for me, and when she heard me come in and close the door she came out wearing a very sexy black bra and panties matching set. "Follow me," she said, and grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. As she was undressing me, I took the time to turn on the iphone. Then we went at it.
There is little foreplay until much later in the recording. In fact, at about a minute and a half in you can hear me literally rip her panties off of her. How angry/make-up-y was the sex? Near the end of the the first part you can hear her apologize for leaving "scars." She had raked her nails into my back so hard that there were tiny dotted bloodstains on her white sheets from where I'd lain when she was riding me.
After, she got wine out and we apologized and made up in a more civilized way, and made a deal to neither get jealous or even talk about other people in our sex/romantic life in the future. And since she said one of the things that set her off was that I had never once offered to give her an actual, non-sexual full-body massage, I gave her one as we finished the wine.
After I was done she explained that it wasn't a full body massage till I'd paid attention to one area, and pulled my head between her legs. And then we had more fun that you can hear in the second part.
And because I'm me, even though we'd just promised to never bring up the people we were seeing, while I was moving inside of her I had to get her to tell me who she liked fucking more, me or her boyfriend.
I already knew the answer, of course, but that doesn't mean it isn't still nice to hear it sometimes. ;)
[Obviously, I have edited out everything in between the two sex sessions.]
Her boyfriend was out of town and we had met for a lunch date (the kind where you actually eat at a restaurant) and were talking about what we did on the 4th holiday. When I told her about going to the party at Karen's she started asking probing questions, trying to find out what had happened. When I tried to be cagey and evasive, she told me she wanted me to be honest. She reminded me that she had a live-in boyfriend and so wasn't jealous, and was only asking because hearing about me "getting lucky" would be a turn on. My spidey-sense was tingling big time, but I went ahead and briefly explained about the full body massage with Karen that had turned playful.
Should have listened to my spidey-sense.
Long story short, she did not get turned on so much as very pissy. I then compounded my error in judgement by telling her that since she had a boyfriend and had asked me to tell her, she had no right to be so pissy. This was, of course, a HUGE mistake. She tensed up and just sat there quietly glaring at me for about minute. Then she picked up her wine glass and thew it in my face -- or at least attempted to. Her arm arced wide and it mostly went over my shoulder and onto the floor. And then I was actually stupid enough to make it worse by asking if that was the most mature reaction she could have chosen. She stood up, reached across the table and slapped me across the face. Hard. And this time her aim was just fine. She stormed out, and I was left to pay the bill and make embarrassed apologies to the waitress -- who, by the way, was totally hot and who I already had a mini-crush on, and who looked at me when I was paying like if there was one man she knew for absolute certain she would never, ever be with in a million years, it was this creep who was such a prick he'd made his date throw wine and slap him in the middle of a crowded restaurant.
I was pretty pissed off when I was driving back to the office, so when I got a text to come to her apartment so that we could "either end it or work it out," I initially ignored it. But she kept texting, so eventually I turned the car around. When I got to her apartment the door was open a crack for me, and when she heard me come in and close the door she came out wearing a very sexy black bra and panties matching set. "Follow me," she said, and grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. As she was undressing me, I took the time to turn on the iphone. Then we went at it.
There is little foreplay until much later in the recording. In fact, at about a minute and a half in you can hear me literally rip her panties off of her. How angry/make-up-y was the sex? Near the end of the the first part you can hear her apologize for leaving "scars." She had raked her nails into my back so hard that there were tiny dotted bloodstains on her white sheets from where I'd lain when she was riding me.
After, she got wine out and we apologized and made up in a more civilized way, and made a deal to neither get jealous or even talk about other people in our sex/romantic life in the future. And since she said one of the things that set her off was that I had never once offered to give her an actual, non-sexual full-body massage, I gave her one as we finished the wine.
After I was done she explained that it wasn't a full body massage till I'd paid attention to one area, and pulled my head between her legs. And then we had more fun that you can hear in the second part.
And because I'm me, even though we'd just promised to never bring up the people we were seeing, while I was moving inside of her I had to get her to tell me who she liked fucking more, me or her boyfriend.
I already knew the answer, of course, but that doesn't mean it isn't still nice to hear it sometimes. ;)
[Obviously, I have edited out everything in between the two sex sessions.]