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Love In The Trenches

Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

top of me with a loud sigh as if she was deflating. I could hardly breathe with her weight full on my stomach and chest, my face buried deep inside her flesh, her sweat salty on my lips and tongue, stinging my eyes. But I didn’t care. Something had snapped inside me. Something had come loose and an overwhelming feeling of sadness welled up inside my chest, pushing up into my throat. I had to summon all my strength to suppress a sudden urge to cry. Susan eventually rolled off me, and I suddenly felt very cold and alone. I rolled onto my side and looked at her, but she got up quickly and disappeared through a side door which gave into a bathroom. Her massive buttocks shuddered in the red light streaming in through the window, rendering the trembling flesh a softness and warmth that augmented my longing for her. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. When she came back out, she was wearing a cotton nightgown. She bent down over me and kissed me quickly on the mouth, then disappeared into the kitchen. She came back with two lit cigarettes, handing me one. The soft bass line from Joni Mitchell’s ‘Hejira’ floated in from the living room. She sat on the edge of the bed with her back turned towards me. I got up to fetch an ashtray from the window sill and sat beside her. We smoked in silence. ‘OK, you have to go now. I need to get my beauty sleep.’ I drew from my cigarette and hunched forward. Her distant and cold attitude towards me hurt me somewhere deep inside. ... I wanted to hold her, be held by her, but she was turning me away. I lowered my elbows onto my knees and slumped forward, resting my head in my hands. ‘Susan?’ ‘What?’ ‘Can I stay?’ ‘What for?’ ‘I don’t know. I… just let me lay beside you, yes?’ ‘Are you going to propose to me?’ She giggled. I straightened up, annoyed that she was making fun of me in such an emotional moment. But her eyes were warm and she was smiling as she looked at me. ‘No. I… I don’t want to be alone.’ ‘You don’t have to do that, you know.’ ‘What?’ ‘Feeling guilty. It was just sex. It was what it was meant to be.’ ‘It was more to me.’ ‘Stop that. It was a mercy fuck. Don’t make it into something it wasn’t.’ ‘No, you’re wrong, that’s not why I came with you. I…’ ‘I didn’t mean you. I. I mercy-fucked you.’ I had to digest that for a while. I’d never seen myself in need of a mercy fuck. But she was right, I was the needy one. Not of a fuck. It had been good and explosive, but it had also unhinged something in me, a need. A need for belonging, a need for being loved. ‘Do you think you could maybe, uhm, mercy-hug me?’ Her head turned and she shot a bewildered look at me. She laughed out loud. ‘I didn’t know you could be so funny. You’re always so sad when I see you.’ But she pivoted towards me and pulled me into her chest. I already loved being there. ‘OK, you can stay. Consider it a privilege. I haven’t let a man sleep over in a long time. And you have to make me breakfast in the morning.’ I took a shower and ...