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By *ikeEx OP Man 15 weeks ago
Near Alfreton, Derbyshire |
It was a cold January Morning, the snow had come down overnight, and many people stuggled to drive in it, although many people didn't know how to drive at all - and shouldn't be on the roads.
Mike had a Hilux 4x4 pickup and didn't mind driving in all weathers, and he knew to "watch out for the other dickheads on the road." even though, at times, some dickheads continued to be dickheads.
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Due to her medication, Candy had something to tell Mike.
she was quite anxious about it, and she wondered if he would understand.
What made it worse, was the fact that Candy had hurt her shoulder badly, and she had to go to the doctors.
He never insisted on coming with her, but Candy knew she needed Mike at the appointment with her - especially to take her there in the truck.
She was unable to drive, her walking was suffering, and Mike knew exactly what to say, when to say it, but most importantly, he knew when to keep his mouth shut when Candy was at an appointment.
He was due to come to the flat today, Candy braced herself, even though she knew Mike would be understanding of the problem she had, and had hidden for a long time.
The key turned in her door, and the door crept open. Candy's heart was racing, and when it slowed down, it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.
"Morning" she said with a sleepy croak. she was still in bed, and Mike had his own key to the flat.
"Morning babe, how did you sleep?"
The grunting and snoring that followed gave Mike the exact answer. if she slept, it would probably have been broken, and a maximum of 45minutes again. This was another reason for Candy going to the Doctors, to find out why.
He walked into the living room with his laptop bag on his shoulder, as he normally did on a working day.
Sitting on the right side of the sofa, he took his laptop out of his bag, and powered it up, logged into work and opened Outlook and Teams.
"Mike, come here" moaned a creaky needy voice.
As he walked to her bedroom, he saw her silhouette on the bed. Sat upright with the blue LED of her vape lighting up.
"Can we talk for a minute? lay next to me and give me cuddles please." she pleaded in that way which told him there was something difficult she had to get of her chest.
Candy proceeded to tell Mike that her brain wasn't connecting to her in the way she would have liked.
When she had an orgasm, even though she would tense up, squirt, shake and move in the usual orgasmic way, her brain always felt 'left out' "Don't be mad at me please" she pleaded. yet Mike wasn't angry or upset, instead he turned to supportive and caring.
Being in abusive relationships previously, Candy didn't know what to expect, but even though she had known Mike for a couple of years, her brain still prepared for defending her against anger.
She realised she was in a good place, Mike told her to get a shower, and he would deal with his first Teams call of the morning, while having a coffee.
It was an hour later, when Candy heard Mike closing the call with the usual 'goodbyes' and 'chat soon' endings, which was perfectly time as she was just getting out of the shower.
Towel wrapped around her, she went into the living room and asked when his next meeting was.
"I've got a quiet day today," he said "next meeting is at.... erm, let me check my Outlook Calendar.... 3pm"
"Good," she said "Can we play a little in the bedroom?"
Being told her brain can't feel things, and now wanting to play in the bedroom, felt like she wanted to force her brain and body to link up somehow. "Yes, Of Course babe." Was the immediate reply.
She swallowed her 11 twice daily pills, and washed them down with an open can of Coke that was balancing precariously in her dresser from the day before.
Mike knew she needed 30 to 45mins for her meds to kick in and help numb the pain she constantly suffered with. This gave him time to read and reply to the previous working days' emails he had missed due to them coming in after 6pm the previous evening.
"You ready?" she asked. And stood up, still wearing her towel, reaching for Mike's hand to lead him to the bedroom.
She had already placed a waterproof lovers blanket on the bed. without having to tell Mike her intentions, he knew she was going to be cumming while they were in the bedroom.
Once on the bed, she pulled him closer, on top of her, to give him a kiss, while using her other hand to stroke her wet mount.
Mike went down to taste her freshly washed wetness, the wetness always had a slight taste to it, not dirty, but always a sexual taste to it.
As she became more aroused, Mike could see her starting to leak in a low pressured squirting way.
Placing his fingers inside her, curving up to her g-spot, she quickly gushed over the bed. with her Juices starting to pool under her ass.
"I want to try something." She said. She then reached to her nightstand where she had a pleasure bullet waiting for her.
"I found that i can cum in three different ways by playing with myself, but even though I cum and squirt, my brain still doesn't acknowledge it." The admission was something she wanted to voice, letting Mike know that it 'wasn't him' that was the problem.
"Watch me" She demanded.
The bullet was turned on, "if i gently rest it here on the top of my clit hood...." the toy vibrated against her "oh... it makes .....ooooh...." Mike watched on, looking at her pussy as the toy was massaging the hood of her clitoris.
"I'm going to cum!" as she started to cum, Mike watched... her pussy opened, started to push at the inner pink flesh, opening her vagina more as she started to cum. "Shwoosh - the clear jet was expelled from just under her clit, from her urethra, with a force that would have easily covered Mike and saturated him if he was between her legs. The sight was wonderful to see, the force of her pussy, the pinkness being visible without being opened by anyone's hands.
He looked at Candy, "how was it?" he asked. "Meh, my body thinks it feels ok, but my brain still thinks i haven't cum!"
She didn't have anytime, other than the quick exchange of words before she started playing again.
"This time, I'm going to go to the side, a little above my labia, but still pressing against my clit. But pressing harder."
Pressing harder wasn't the only thing she did, Mike heard how powerful the bullet was on full intensity "Is that set to...." "The max!" she replied while rubbing and pressing the bullet into herself.
"If I do this, it's a more intense orgasm, I feel this through to my ass." She continued "It's so... oh my fucking god!! I feels so...... eeeeeee....."
As she played, her pussy started to leak thicker fluid, her urethra leaked clear juices, but not forcefully. "i'm going to ..... fuuuuuuuuck!!"
Mike watched.. her pussy closed, the hole was tight, it looked tighter than her puckered ass hole. "Fuck........" and her body completely tightened up.
This time, Mike watched her slowly come down from the orgasm, he could see how intense it was for her. "And that was....???????" he enquired gently. "That was intense, but my brain thinks i haven't cum yet..... still!"
Candy was getting frustrated and wanted more. She started demanding "Mike, take off your clothes. you are going to fuck my ass!"
Fucking Candy's ass was a starting to become a rarity, he didn't know if it was the pain she suffered with - with her back, if she had given up liking it, or just couldn't be bothered anymore.
She turned around and got on her knees. Already prepared, she passed Mike the silicon-based anal lube.
Applying an amount to her hoe, he played, fingered and worked it into her, helping her to relax as he slid in one finger, two fingers... her ass was relaxing... 3 fingers...
she was ready
He applied a little amount on his cock. if he applied too much, the glide became so smooth, that he lasted for ages, eventually having to hard fuck her before he would cum inside her.
As he slid his thick cock into her ass, Candy made a gasp before turning the bullet on and playing with her clit.
Mike pumped at her ass, slowly, gradually getting deeper.
He could feel Candy tightening up, he knew where the bullet was placed... as she came, she tensed up.. "pop" his cock was pushed out of her ass.. "Sorry!" she said, knowing she pushed him out.
Grabbing his cock, he f0rced it into her tight hole "fucking hell!" she exclaimed "that feels amazing!"
Mike f0rced his cock deep into her ass when a few seconds later, she relocated the bullet onto the tip of her clitoral hood.
As she started to come this time, her ass slightly opened, letting Mike push his cock further.
He reached around his right leg while fucking her ass. as his balls were slapping as her, he pushed them into her pussy, something he always wanted to do, yet never felt he could try.
it was tight... only just possible, but only one of his balls popped inside her.
Candy was loving the thought... A cock up her ass and a ball in her pussy.
As Mike grunted, he spilled his cum deep into her ass.
As he finished pumping, but while still inside her, she passed him a packet of wet wipes. he took a few out, passed her a couple and pulled out his cock.
Wiping his cock, he left her on the bed and went into the bathroom and took a shower.
Sometimes, this was something Candy liked him to do.. 'leave her ruined and used, and walk away for a few minutes.'
Mike finished his quick shower. headed back to the bedroom, to climb on the bed.
Hugging Candy, kissing her head and stroking her arms and shoulders, she was still coming down from the intensity.
"do i ask?" he said.
"It was amazing, i felt everything, my body is full, as well as flooded, I loved it...." she replied but ended in hesitation.
"But?" he asked gently
"But my brain still wants more." There was no denying it, Candy's brain didn't know her body was spent as it was.
Mike got off the bed, Candy felt relaxed. She took the lovers blanket and dumped it in the bath after carefully folding it in from the edges to stop anything dripping off.
once in the bath, the shower was turned on to give the blanket a wash, to remove the most of her squirted fluids.
Mike was getting dressed, he had to start working again... "Let's call that my lunch break!" he quietly muttered to himself, as Candy washed herself under the already running shower.
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