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"How does that feel, Leo, if I push my ass on you like that? How does that feel, baby?"
" If he comes before I do, I'm gonna be really pissed. Can't have that. I need to come, I really need it, I don't think he is going to last very long."
"One thing I learned about getting it in my ass is that I can rub myself as hard and fast as I want, the dick never gets in the way, and the guy is still fucking me like crazy................"
" 'I was masturbating as hard as I could. He had his arms around me,The feeling I was getting from Leo pumping it into me as I did that was way beyond words. I took his hand off my breast and put it between my legs, on top of my hand: "Rub that," , "Rub me here." Stronger. Louder.
"Leo, godammit, harder, I need it harder; rub me harder, what do I have to do, write you a fucking letter?"
"Fuck me, Leo, fuck my ass ," Those sexy sex words, of course, over and over, in that mad rhythm, phrased a little differently, but repeated with more passion, more need, each time they were spoken or whispered: a hypnotic chant, a litany, an invocation, a prayer, a mantra leading to my orgasm. Oh god, I came so hard, I came like a man, grunting with intensity, pushing into him with all the power in my body, in my legs, hips, ass and cunt , pushing so hard I pushed us over backward. Leo came too, of course, how could any human who still had a heartbeat not? But this orgasm was mine.. I told Leo years and years later, that for a long moment, I forgot his name, forgot who it was who was fucking me that way. Sometimes, not too often, but sometimes, I got that rush, that ecstatic power feeling when I came. I chased it a lot, I went through all this stuff tonight just to get it, I rarely found it, but oh god, was it ever worth all the bullshit and bad or indifferent or clumsy sex when I did.
I was an atheist for my whole life. Tonight, when all that passed through me. I thought:" Holy Mary, Mother of God."
A slowing down moment that lasted, became oceanic, orgasmic calm, no words, what could words do now? Leo pulled out of me, I turned and put my arms around him and neither of us said a word.
Sarah had the shower running now and was standing under it, her hair was full of shampoo, her nude torso was dripping with soap suds:
" C'mon , get in here, you guys need a fucking BATH! You are so stinky!" and all the naked bodies, boobs and pubes and laughing and hugging and soap all over, oh my god yes , between my legs, that pee ,that semen on my butt cheek, what was the sticky goop in my hair?, kisses, myr belly against his soft cock, coming down from all that sex, his cock softened, my heart expanded, he was so happy, I was too, soaping the undersides of my breasts, Sarah kissing my nipples while the water ran off , god, oh my god, I was so in love with him , We stayed in there and hugged and scrubbed and shampooed and the feeling was just..........wey stayed until we ran out of hot water. Sarah had a lot of big bath towels, and Leo wrapped me lover.....and dried me off, so many times, and rubbed the towel through my hair. I made sure he got every spot and then I motioned with my finger to the space between my legs, and he got on his knees and dried that too........I did the same for him, touching all the spots that had been sex spots a few minutes ago, but were now spots where you would put loving touches on your lover, drying between his legs, putting some kisses but in no way a blow job on his penis head, god how sweet the thought of that, lifting his cock to kiss his balls, he turned and some more kisses landed on his bottom. We were finally dry, nothing to do but go to bed all naked, and we did, on top of the sheets on a warm June night, holding each other, . Kisses then so sweet, we were all tired, but before we went to sleep I said to him " , I go through all that crazy shit just to get this, just to have you hold me and love me like you are right now." We went to sleep.
`To be precise, I did. I was out, almost as soon as my body hit the cool sheets. Sarah never got those oceanic feelings that I did. Like many abused people, she was never fully asleep. Leo was naked, right next to her. He was the same way about sleep as Sarah, for the same reasons. I woke up a little later and they were talking:
" Leo, remember what I said about this little mare pony wanting a ride? Well...................? "
"Okay, Mr. Johnson here has had a workout, but I want him...................while he is getting a break, I want to talk to you about your father...................."
I was still buzzing from all the stimulation, the pain in my rectum, the burn on my ass cheeks and the noseful of coke. I listened to their conversation and then to the sound and vibration of them fucking a few inches away in the bed. I didn't like it. I didn't want to share Leo with anybody....or Sarah either.
" Annie Get Your Gun" opening night was a disaster. I got half-way through " Any Thing You Can Do" when my face went dead white, much to the alarm of the male lead. I felt vomit rising in my throat, and I rushed to the wing, puking all over the assistant stage manager, but still in view of much of the audience.
I tried to be a trouper. I went on the next night and for the next two weeks, and the reviews only said that I had gotten ill on the first night, without all the gross details, and I got some praise for my "tenacity".
I was unsure if I would ever be able to get on stage again.
I had a career goal, a lifetime goal, to sing on stage. It had sustained me since I was a tot. I was upset about the stage fright, but not about to let it stop me. I thought about some recent experiences, sexual and other wise. " I throw up when I'm just singing some stupid song in front of people, how do women who have sex in front of lots of people do it?"
I was curious about women sex performers, how do they do that, how do they put their sexual selves up there for everyone to see, when everybody else is keeping their sex, you know, kind of hidden, kind of private.
I was talking to Tom:
" Do you remember last week, I ran into you at that demonstration in the financial district, in Seattle, I sort of didn't talk to you, I think I was was kind of snotty?"
"Yeah, I remember that, I didn't get what was going on with you that day."
' Did you get a good look at me?"
" I think so, I don't remember, there was a lot going on all around us"
"Okay, here is the story. This is not a happy one. I went over there that day with some of my friends to go to that demonstration, but I had other stuff on my mind that I wasn't talking about. I really wanted to go to that porn theater on First Avenue to see this movie, this porn movie that I was interested in, because I wanted to see how this woman does it."
" I left my friends somewhere in I-town, walked over, then down First Avenue, I know you know where it is, there are porn shops and theaters all over down there. I wanted to see this movie: "Teenage Fantasies". I looked around to see who was watching me, like everybody else does. I bought a ticket, went in and Leo, I guess you know, but this place was totally dark, no light except from the screen. On the screen was like the biggest boner ever, all you could see was that, and this giant set of lips around it. No words, nothing, just this awful music. I was trying to find a place to sit in the dark without sitting on anybody, especially anybody who was, you know, jacking off to the movie or something. That was weird, but kind of horny too in a really creepy kind of way. " Silkie was laughing.........
" I finally sat down, I was watching the movie. It was, you know, I've seen porno before, kinda dumb, kinda sexy but not super hot. I could hear some noise behind me. I thought, "Hmmmm, I know what that sound is and it's not happening on the screen. Though as it happens, somebody in the movie was getting blown too, but these two sounds were coming together, the blow-job, well, I think that's what it was , I was afraid to turn around and look, and this blow job on the screen, where this girl, about my age, was just going nuts on this guy's weiner...........just really doing him. I felt like taking notes or something, 'cause she was all over his cock. Spitting on it, wiping it on her face, talking all crazy sexy to him when she didn't have it in her mouth, rubbing her pussy though she still had panties on. I knew she was acting, any woman would know that, but she was young, she looked a little like me, she looked as if she might be having fun, it's hard to tell if you are a good actor. I think it was the size of everything that started to get to me, her mouth, his cock, everything was huge. There was more than one person in the theater getting blown, or fucked or eaten I couldn't tell. I started to get a little heated up. I began to feel like touching myself , but then I was like " No, Silkie, rubbing yourself off in a porno theater, that is too weird", but once I get going in that direction, it's often hard for me to stop. I think you have probably figured that out about me by now."
" I was sitting there, in the dark, this movie playing on the screen with all this sex in it, these sex sounds coming from around the theater that weren't from the movie. It was quite weird, it was freaking me out a little, I thought maybe I should leave, then I thought " don't be such a baby" , this might be interesting.
I was getting a little excited too, not too much, but, you know, I was starting to feel damp down there, and I wanted to touch myself. It was dark, really dark in that theatre. Nobody could see me. I had my jeans unbuttoned and my hand down there. I was determined that I wasn't going to have a Silkie wank-fest in there, I actually do have some self-control when it comes to sex, but I couldn't keep my hand out of my panties, either."
"In the movie, the actress who was doing the blow job just stopped acting and started looking straight at the camera, talking to the screen about what she was doing. She was talking about what she liked and didn't like, how much she was getting paid. The male actor is just standing there with a big boner. She would talk to the audience for a while, talk to him about blowing him, talk to audience about blowing him. She would suck his cock some more, this time it was like he wasn't acting, he was just a good looking guy with a big cock getting blown by this girl who looked a little like me."
"This really got me excited after a while. Really. Now I was starting to get wet, not damp, and my underpants were getting sticky. I was wiggling around in the seat a little bit too, 'cause nobody could see me and I just needed to."
"The row of seats I was in was empty, but that place is small, the seats are close together. I looked over, there was this old guy at the end of the row. He was watching the movie, he had like, his hat, I think, I didn't want to look at anything in there too hard, anyway, he had his hat in his lap. I think he was jacking off under his hat. I was thinking "What if he shoots in his hat?" Silkie was laughing. "What if he comes in his hat? Is he going to put his hat on and walk out of here?"
" I was in this weird place, wanting to get busy with it, but not doing it. The girl, not a woman really, the girl on the screen was getting fucked by the first guy, blowing this other guy at the same time. She would stop the action, talk about it, say what they were doing, what they could be doing to turn her on instead of just shooting this scene in a porno film. Why in the world that got me hot, I don't know, but it did. I was feeling frustrated. I got my hand out of my panties, squeezed past the jerking-off-in-his- hat guy, and walked out of there out onto First Avenue. The daylight after that darkness was harsh, not pleasant. Every single person I saw looked like some twisted porn character, Oh, Leo, I was so horny now. My head was full of the images from the screen and my ears were full of that awful soundtrack..
" If he comes before I do, I'm gonna be really pissed. Can't have that. I need to come, I really need it, I don't think he is going to last very long."
"One thing I learned about getting it in my ass is that I can rub myself as hard and fast as I want, the dick never gets in the way, and the guy is still fucking me like crazy................"
" 'I was masturbating as hard as I could. He had his arms around me,The feeling I was getting from Leo pumping it into me as I did that was way beyond words. I took his hand off my breast and put it between my legs, on top of my hand: "Rub that," , "Rub me here." Stronger. Louder.
"Leo, godammit, harder, I need it harder; rub me harder, what do I have to do, write you a fucking letter?"
"Fuck me, Leo, fuck my ass ," Those sexy sex words, of course, over and over, in that mad rhythm, phrased a little differently, but repeated with more passion, more need, each time they were spoken or whispered: a hypnotic chant, a litany, an invocation, a prayer, a mantra leading to my orgasm. Oh god, I came so hard, I came like a man, grunting with intensity, pushing into him with all the power in my body, in my legs, hips, ass and cunt , pushing so hard I pushed us over backward. Leo came too, of course, how could any human who still had a heartbeat not? But this orgasm was mine.. I told Leo years and years later, that for a long moment, I forgot his name, forgot who it was who was fucking me that way. Sometimes, not too often, but sometimes, I got that rush, that ecstatic power feeling when I came. I chased it a lot, I went through all this stuff tonight just to get it, I rarely found it, but oh god, was it ever worth all the bullshit and bad or indifferent or clumsy sex when I did.
I was an atheist for my whole life. Tonight, when all that passed through me. I thought:" Holy Mary, Mother of God."
A slowing down moment that lasted, became oceanic, orgasmic calm, no words, what could words do now? Leo pulled out of me, I turned and put my arms around him and neither of us said a word.
Sarah had the shower running now and was standing under it, her hair was full of shampoo, her nude torso was dripping with soap suds:
" C'mon , get in here, you guys need a fucking BATH! You are so stinky!" and all the naked bodies, boobs and pubes and laughing and hugging and soap all over, oh my god yes , between my legs, that pee ,that semen on my butt cheek, what was the sticky goop in my hair?, kisses, myr belly against his soft cock, coming down from all that sex, his cock softened, my heart expanded, he was so happy, I was too, soaping the undersides of my breasts, Sarah kissing my nipples while the water ran off , god, oh my god, I was so in love with him , We stayed in there and hugged and scrubbed and shampooed and the feeling was just..........wey stayed until we ran out of hot water. Sarah had a lot of big bath towels, and Leo wrapped me lover.....and dried me off, so many times, and rubbed the towel through my hair. I made sure he got every spot and then I motioned with my finger to the space between my legs, and he got on his knees and dried that too........I did the same for him, touching all the spots that had been sex spots a few minutes ago, but were now spots where you would put loving touches on your lover, drying between his legs, putting some kisses but in no way a blow job on his penis head, god how sweet the thought of that, lifting his cock to kiss his balls, he turned and some more kisses landed on his bottom. We were finally dry, nothing to do but go to bed all naked, and we did, on top of the sheets on a warm June night, holding each other, . Kisses then so sweet, we were all tired, but before we went to sleep I said to him " , I go through all that crazy shit just to get this, just to have you hold me and love me like you are right now." We went to sleep.
`To be precise, I did. I was out, almost as soon as my body hit the cool sheets. Sarah never got those oceanic feelings that I did. Like many abused people, she was never fully asleep. Leo was naked, right next to her. He was the same way about sleep as Sarah, for the same reasons. I woke up a little later and they were talking:
" Leo, remember what I said about this little mare pony wanting a ride? Well...................? "
"Okay, Mr. Johnson here has had a workout, but I want him...................while he is getting a break, I want to talk to you about your father...................."
I was still buzzing from all the stimulation, the pain in my rectum, the burn on my ass cheeks and the noseful of coke. I listened to their conversation and then to the sound and vibration of them fucking a few inches away in the bed. I didn't like it. I didn't want to share Leo with anybody....or Sarah either.
" Annie Get Your Gun" opening night was a disaster. I got half-way through " Any Thing You Can Do" when my face went dead white, much to the alarm of the male lead. I felt vomit rising in my throat, and I rushed to the wing, puking all over the assistant stage manager, but still in view of much of the audience.
I tried to be a trouper. I went on the next night and for the next two weeks, and the reviews only said that I had gotten ill on the first night, without all the gross details, and I got some praise for my "tenacity".
I was unsure if I would ever be able to get on stage again.
I had a career goal, a lifetime goal, to sing on stage. It had sustained me since I was a tot. I was upset about the stage fright, but not about to let it stop me. I thought about some recent experiences, sexual and other wise. " I throw up when I'm just singing some stupid song in front of people, how do women who have sex in front of lots of people do it?"
I was curious about women sex performers, how do they do that, how do they put their sexual selves up there for everyone to see, when everybody else is keeping their sex, you know, kind of hidden, kind of private.
I was talking to Tom:
" Do you remember last week, I ran into you at that demonstration in the financial district, in Seattle, I sort of didn't talk to you, I think I was was kind of snotty?"
"Yeah, I remember that, I didn't get what was going on with you that day."
' Did you get a good look at me?"
" I think so, I don't remember, there was a lot going on all around us"
"Okay, here is the story. This is not a happy one. I went over there that day with some of my friends to go to that demonstration, but I had other stuff on my mind that I wasn't talking about. I really wanted to go to that porn theater on First Avenue to see this movie, this porn movie that I was interested in, because I wanted to see how this woman does it."
" I left my friends somewhere in I-town, walked over, then down First Avenue, I know you know where it is, there are porn shops and theaters all over down there. I wanted to see this movie: "Teenage Fantasies". I looked around to see who was watching me, like everybody else does. I bought a ticket, went in and Leo, I guess you know, but this place was totally dark, no light except from the screen. On the screen was like the biggest boner ever, all you could see was that, and this giant set of lips around it. No words, nothing, just this awful music. I was trying to find a place to sit in the dark without sitting on anybody, especially anybody who was, you know, jacking off to the movie or something. That was weird, but kind of horny too in a really creepy kind of way. " Silkie was laughing.........
" I finally sat down, I was watching the movie. It was, you know, I've seen porno before, kinda dumb, kinda sexy but not super hot. I could hear some noise behind me. I thought, "Hmmmm, I know what that sound is and it's not happening on the screen. Though as it happens, somebody in the movie was getting blown too, but these two sounds were coming together, the blow-job, well, I think that's what it was , I was afraid to turn around and look, and this blow job on the screen, where this girl, about my age, was just going nuts on this guy's weiner...........just really doing him. I felt like taking notes or something, 'cause she was all over his cock. Spitting on it, wiping it on her face, talking all crazy sexy to him when she didn't have it in her mouth, rubbing her pussy though she still had panties on. I knew she was acting, any woman would know that, but she was young, she looked a little like me, she looked as if she might be having fun, it's hard to tell if you are a good actor. I think it was the size of everything that started to get to me, her mouth, his cock, everything was huge. There was more than one person in the theater getting blown, or fucked or eaten I couldn't tell. I started to get a little heated up. I began to feel like touching myself , but then I was like " No, Silkie, rubbing yourself off in a porno theater, that is too weird", but once I get going in that direction, it's often hard for me to stop. I think you have probably figured that out about me by now."
" I was sitting there, in the dark, this movie playing on the screen with all this sex in it, these sex sounds coming from around the theater that weren't from the movie. It was quite weird, it was freaking me out a little, I thought maybe I should leave, then I thought " don't be such a baby" , this might be interesting.
I was getting a little excited too, not too much, but, you know, I was starting to feel damp down there, and I wanted to touch myself. It was dark, really dark in that theatre. Nobody could see me. I had my jeans unbuttoned and my hand down there. I was determined that I wasn't going to have a Silkie wank-fest in there, I actually do have some self-control when it comes to sex, but I couldn't keep my hand out of my panties, either."
"In the movie, the actress who was doing the blow job just stopped acting and started looking straight at the camera, talking to the screen about what she was doing. She was talking about what she liked and didn't like, how much she was getting paid. The male actor is just standing there with a big boner. She would talk to the audience for a while, talk to him about blowing him, talk to audience about blowing him. She would suck his cock some more, this time it was like he wasn't acting, he was just a good looking guy with a big cock getting blown by this girl who looked a little like me."
"This really got me excited after a while. Really. Now I was starting to get wet, not damp, and my underpants were getting sticky. I was wiggling around in the seat a little bit too, 'cause nobody could see me and I just needed to."
"The row of seats I was in was empty, but that place is small, the seats are close together. I looked over, there was this old guy at the end of the row. He was watching the movie, he had like, his hat, I think, I didn't want to look at anything in there too hard, anyway, he had his hat in his lap. I think he was jacking off under his hat. I was thinking "What if he shoots in his hat?" Silkie was laughing. "What if he comes in his hat? Is he going to put his hat on and walk out of here?"
" I was in this weird place, wanting to get busy with it, but not doing it. The girl, not a woman really, the girl on the screen was getting fucked by the first guy, blowing this other guy at the same time. She would stop the action, talk about it, say what they were doing, what they could be doing to turn her on instead of just shooting this scene in a porno film. Why in the world that got me hot, I don't know, but it did. I was feeling frustrated. I got my hand out of my panties, squeezed past the jerking-off-in-his- hat guy, and walked out of there out onto First Avenue. The daylight after that darkness was harsh, not pleasant. Every single person I saw looked like some twisted porn character, Oh, Leo, I was so horny now. My head was full of the images from the screen and my ears were full of that awful soundtrack..
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