Chapter 1 — My Sex Life with My Girlfriend. 3..End

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. All characters are adults aged 18 or over.

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I sat down in the water and held my cock upright.

She lowered herself onto it.

I tried to lie back comfortably, but then Emma Lee aligned her pussy with my cock and started rocking back and forth.

It felt lighter than doing it on a bed. I propped myself up and pulled her into my arms.

I sucked on her breasts while she rode me, grinding down hard.

“Aah… Baby, this feels so dirty.”

“It’s okay. Be dirty just for me. Your pussy is so tight.”

“Aren’t you tired? I thought ten minutes was considered long.”

Someone once mentioned their boyfriend failed during sex in the water—and yes, that’s true. Absolutely true.

Honestly, it didn’t work well for me either at first. When a woman is wet, it usually feels smooth and slippery.

But underwater, it’s like wearing rubber gloves—creaky, resistant. Not silky smooth, but still doable.

After finishing in the water, we got out.

We wiped the water from our buttocks, then walked to the toilet. I closed the lid and sat down, calling my girlfriend over.

She already knew what she wanted.

She stepped in front of me, spread her legs, and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. Then she began rotating her hips—driving me wild.

“This feels amazing. Every corner of my pussy is being touched.”

“Ugh… Your pussy is tickling the tip of my cock. I’m going crazy.”

“Aah… Your cock feels incredible.”

Then she lifted herself off. I wondered why—until she turned around, presenting her back to me, and sat down again.

She slid back onto my cock and started grinding once more.

“You like this, Emma Lee?”

“Mm-hmm. I’m so happy.”

When she stopped moving, we stood up—and I immediately took her from behind.

“Ugh… ugh…”

Her muffled moans filled the room.

“Emma Lee, I want to cum in your mouth today.”

“What? Yes… Cum. Please.”

She was visibly excited. At that moment, I could’ve asked her for anything and she’d have said yes.

“Then suck me until I cum.”

Without a word, she knelt in front of me and started sucking my cock—like savoring a delicious candy.

I knew it’d take a while since I’d already cum once an hour ago.

She licked the tip with her tongue, working hard. But there’s a limit to how long one can suck.

“Emma Lee, use your hand too—stroke me.”

She kept my cock in her mouth while vigorously jerking me off with her hand. Three minutes later, I felt it coming.

“I’m cumming, Emma Lee.”

I strained and shot my load deep into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out.

I hoped she’d swallow, but instead, she held it for a while, then poured my semen onto her palm. She rinsed her hand afterward.

I would’ve been hurt if she spat it out violently—but instead, she quietly went to the sink and rinsed her mouth gently.

Her thick, round ass—so damn sexy. We finished our shower and returned to her bed, collapsing into a lazy sleep that lasted until the next morning.

That day, I was on my way to her apartment again. It was a secured building—gated at every entrance.

So one of us would enter first, and the other would follow. If she took the elevator, I’d take the stairs—acting like complete strangers.

That day, I climbed the stairs while she took the elevator. I sprinted up to the eighth floor and waited.

When she stepped out, I pulled her toward the stairwell.

Think about it—what kind of lunatic would take the elevator to the eighth floor just to use the stairs? No one.

My guess? Most people walk up to the third floor, but nine out of ten take the elevator from the fifth floor up.

Her black dress was incredibly sexy. Her breathing was already ragged.

I pulled her into my arms. She clung to me.

Our hands moved frantically, seeking each other’s erogenous zones.

Her hand slid down to my cock. She unbuckled my belt and reached into my pants.

I caressed her breasts, then moved down to her panties.

“You turned on?”

“Yeah… but I’m nervous. What if someone comes?”

“Don’t worry. Who’s gonna walk up eight floors?”

I moved toward the emergency stairwell door.

Even if someone opened it, our bodies would block the view—at least giving us time to pull out if needed.

I pulled her panties aside and slid a finger inside. She was already wet.

We kissed deeply, facing each other—me stroking her pussy, her hand wrapped around my cock.

“I want it.”

“Want what?”

“Sex.”

“Me too… Suck me, Emma Lee.”

She took my cock into her mouth. After about thirty seconds, she stood up—and I pushed her down.

She gripped the railing, bending over. Through the stairwell window, the city stretched out below us. But we didn’t stop.

I tugged her panties down just below her ass and thrust inside. Then I pounded her hard.

“Hah… hah…”

She moans softly. Apartment stairwells echo—loud sounds carry down. But that only turned us on more.

“This feels new… So exciting.”

“Me too.”

We faced each other again. It was awkward standing, but I pushed my cock back in.

Standing up, we couldn’t go deep—so we settled for just the tip inside.

I kissed her while fondling her breasts, satisfied for now.

Imagine it—her black dress hiked up, her floral panties slightly pulled down.

We switched to doggy style, then against the wall—going at it for about twenty minutes.

We even paused mid-thrust when we heard people in the underground parking lot. We’d freeze—cock still inside—waiting until the sounds faded.

Even now, just thinking about it turns me on. If you live in a high-rise, try it on the emergency stairs above the fifth floor.

As soon as we entered her apartment, we had another wild, messy round.

I think I lost a lot of weight back then—going without dinner just to keep fucking.

Afterward, we finally ate.

She invited me over for lunch. I knew her real plan—she wanted to devour me.

We barely touched the food. We quickly moved to the main event.

I lay her on the bed and sucked her breasts first.

My right hand slid down to her hot pants. I teased her for about five minutes.

Then I stripped off her top, licked her waist, and moved down to her pussy.

Her hand reached for my belt.

I ignored it—instead, I kissed and licked only around her panties, teasing her thighs.

Then I slid a finger inside her. She was already aroused.

I pulled her panties down. She lifted her hips, helping me.

The sweet scent of her pussy hit me. I kissed her there first with her lips.

She unbuckled my belt, pulled down my pants, and reached into my underwear—grabbing my cock and stroking.

I spread her pussy slightly and focused my tongue on her clitoris.

It swelled under my touch.

If you’ve sucked one before, you know—what starts as a tiny bump grows steadily larger.

I licked her clitoris fiercely. Her breathing grew ragged.

“Ahh… Aah….”

“What? Does it feel good?”

“Yes… God… ugh…”

“Where?”

“My pussy… Emma Lee…”

“I’m going crazy. I want to suck your cock.”

“What do you have for me?”

“Your cock.”

We switched to a 69 position. She grabbed my cock and sucked hard.

I sucked her back just as fiercely. When I went too strong, she was too overwhelmed to suck properly.

Her clitoris turned bright red and engorged.

“Now come inside me.”

“Where? Inside what?”

“Your cock—inside my pussy.”

“You want me to thrust my cock into your pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Say it again. Say exactly what you want.”

“Thrust your cock into my pussy.”

“From now on, don’t say ‘cock’—say ‘dick.’ And don’t say ‘pussy’—say ‘cunt.’ Try it.”

“My dick… thrust it into my cunt.”

“Louder. Say it louder.”

“My dick… thrust it into my cunt!”

“That’s right—I’m driving my dick into your cunt hole.”

“Yes… Please, quickly—thrust it into my cunt hole.”

Huh… I was stunned. She was completely comfortable with vulgar words now.

I pulled my mouth off her and pushed my cock into her pussy—first in missionary.

Then I placed a pillow under her ass and sat up slightly, thrusting hard. She said it felt deep.

“Baby… deeper… yes, good.”

“Yeah. You like your husband’s dick? Nothing compares to some other guy’s.”

“Yes… I love you so much.”

After that, we did side-by-side sex, doggy style, and wall sex.

When we switched back to missionary after doggy, she got even more excited.

Maybe because both positions allowed deeper penetration.

“Baby, faster.”

“Faster? What?”

“Faster—thrust harder. My pussy’s going crazy.”

I watched my girlfriend becoming addicted to sex—and felt a strange thrill.

I clenched my ass tightly and thrust with full force. You know that feeling—holding back your climax by tightening your anus.

My girlfriend always asked, “How can you last so long without cumming?”

She doesn’t know it’s all from practicing anal clenching.

“Baby, cum.”

“Where?”

“Inside my pussy.”

“Won’t you get pregnant?”

“My period ended the day before yesterday.”

Ah—so that’s why she invited me over. No pregnancy risk meant we could go all out.

“Want me to fill your pussy with my cum?”

“Yes… cum inside. My pussy wants to drink your cum.”

Suddenly, I remembered the camera. She was so turned on—this time, it might work.

Last time, I filmed and deleted it. Not this time.

I quickly grabbed the digital camera, inserted my cock into her pussy, and said:

“This time, I really want to record us fucking.”

“Mmm… Yes, baby. Record it.”

“I’m going to cum inside your pussy.”

“Yes…”

I snapped a few shots of us in missionary.

Ah… the overwhelming emotion. Then I gave her what she wanted—pounding her hard.

I turned her over and fucked her from behind.

She rocked her hips forward and back, matching my rhythm.

I realized I no longer needed to hold back. She wanted me to cum inside.

So I let my emotions rise, pushing toward climax.

“Emma Lee, I’m cumming!”

I came hard from behind her, shooting load after load.

“Your cock is trembling inside me.”

She told me she could feel my cock shaking as I came.

I pulled out, laid her down, and pushed back in.

After about a minute, when we could finally breathe normally, I withdrew.

I held a tissue under her ass—my cum was dripping out.

I wanted to see it flow.

But she tried to wipe it, so I stopped her—letting it run freely for a while.

After observing for over a minute, she cleaned herself and went to the bathroom.

Some days, we’d go eight rounds over two days—we were completely obsessed with sex.

Now, it’s just stored in my mind. Sometimes, I jerk off to the few photos we took together.

I watch the videos too—but it’s always more arousing to look at her pictures after.