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Mourning Sex

Date: 11/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

when you first said you would." "Don't blame only yourself," I said. "Besides, I am holding out hope that this will all turn out good," I said with a smile. She let herself smile at me. "I don't know," she said with a grin. "It's been awful so far. I mean, I had to punish you, you had to punish me." She let the thought hang for a moment, then said, "I broke the promise, not you. I was thinking of how I would tell her about this, and I realized she would have loved this story. She would have been teasing me. 'You think you can sit naked on some naked stranger's lap and not have sex?' I can just hear her laughing the whole time. I would give anything to hear her laughing at me. That was when I realized how badly I was going to miss her. I'm sorry I cried on you." "Don't be sorry about that at all," I said as I caressed her face. Strangely, I was thinking about how funny the conversation would have sounded if I had tried to explain any of this to my mother. She gently brushed a tear from the corner of my eye. "I guess you do understand," she said quietly. "So, what do we do now?" "Immediately now, or long term now?" I asked. "Because immediately now we should probably clean up the wet mess we have made on my crotch and your couch." She started to apologize, but I interrupted. "Don't even apologize for that. We are both responsible and we both enjoyed making the mess." She grinned and said, "I was just going to say, if I had allowed myself to accept that things were going to get ... out of hand, Robin has some absorbent pads that she puts down to protect the couch." "Does she now," I said with a smirk. "Yes," she exclaimed. "This cushion has seen its share of messes, but not from me. I have never cum like this in my life." She was blushing again. "I am honored to have been here for you," I teased as we got to our feet. "I hope I can be of assistance again sometime." She was too flustered to answer, and she made herself busy by taking the cushion to the laundry room and pulling the cover off. She realized I was watching and she blushed again. "The bathroom is right there," she directed. "The towels are in the cabinet. Use whatever you need." "I was waiting for you," I said. "Will you join me?" When she hesitated, I added, "It's just a quick rinse. You can wash my back and I'll wash yours." She considered for a moment more and a fleeting smile came and went. She frowned and scoffed, "I hate bleach." I smiled and waited for her to explain. She smiled sheepishly, then said, "Okay, I'll join you. I bet I'm right, though." I let her lead us to the bathroom as I teased, "I think I can follow your thoughts one or two steps. How many did you take?" There was a medium sized walk in shower. She turned on the water and it warmed up quickly as she spoke. "The first was reflecting on experience," she started. "I have had a handful of boyfriends, but I've never had one stay the night. I always feel awkward after sex, and then my mind gets started. You wouldn't believe ...