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Almost Dying while Doing It

Submitted by Tony B on Wed, 03/11/2009 - 13:14.

Most women always wonder how men think - well I finally found one that is willing to dish all his secrets and thoughts. Enjoy! - Leigh

It was my second year of college and I was living alone in an apartment. Living by myself I generally found many opportunities for one night stands, until an issue presented itself. Allison - a girl from my hometown wanted to move out of the dorms because of a conflict with her current roommates. She asked me if she could live with me for the remaining 3 weeks of the semester.  Assuring me it wouldn’t be any longer because she was transferring to a different school next semester.  I agreed while thinking in the back of my mind that at least I wasn’t going to have to go looking for sex - instead I would come home to Allison in my bed. I guess now would be a good time to mention she was not only a girl from my hometown but also my younger brother’s ex-girlfriend.

The first couple nights were spent falling asleep cuddling, nothing more. Then one night she went to take a shower while I sat in my bedroom downloading music.  She returned a little while later wearing only a towel.  This was nothing out of the ordinary, since she had been living with me she had often walked around in her towel after showering.  She grabbed her laptop and climbed into my bed. Not long after I noticed she had sent me a message on AIM which read “Come Fuck Me!” Enough said - I got up, grabbed her laptop, put it on the ground and ripped her towel off. She started to undress me at this time I had one distinct thought running through my mind, “Fuck her brains out’ heaven forbid I let my little brother get a reputation for being better in bed than me.” I used this as a source of motivation as I tossed her around fucking her from one position to the next. While fucking her from behind I used one hand to pull her hair and the other to spank her, while doing this she was screaming for me to do it harder. Confused as to what act she wanted harder the hair pulling or ass slapping, I did both harder.  This continued for awhile until she told me “It’s my turn to fuck you.” She climbed on top of me and rode me in a way that I have only seen in the 4 DVD set I ordered from Vivid Video. They say everyone is born with a special talent and at this time it was clear to me what her talent was…Riding Dick!!

As time went by I started to feel light headed and shaky and not the light headed and shaky you feel before an orgasm. Instead it was the feeling I get when I do my insulin shot and don’t eat, combine that with the sex marathon I was partaking in and my blood sugar level was reaching a dangerously low level. I couldn’t bring myself to stop having some of the greatest sex I have had in a long time to attend to my Diabetes. The next hour or so I spent trying different sex positions that I remembered seeing in a Cosmopolitan magazine (Hey, there was a real long checkout line at Meijer and I couldn’t resist picking up a magazine proclaiming ‘HOT SEXUAL POSITIONS’) Anyways, here I am trying everything from the ‘pinwheel’ to the ‘spider web’. Finally we both collapse on top of each other covered in sweat and tired from our get to know you sex session. She suggested taking a shower to “clean up” and I took this as an opportunity to try the ‘sensual shower’ position I also read about in Cosmo. Only this didn’t last as long as I hoped for. I started to get dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out, realizing my sugar was an issue I needed to attend to I hopped out of the shower.

 Making my way to the kitchen butt naked, dripping wet I started pouring my self one glass after another of Mountain Dew. Once I started to feel better I thought to myself I should get back to Allison, I left her abruptly without saying anything but “I’ll be right back.” She had to be wondering what came up that was more important than sex.  Making my way through the living room armed with nothing but a glass of pop and a hard dick I blacked out, crashing to the floor and sending pop flying everywhere.  Lying on the floor wearing nothing but the Mountain Dew I spilled, Allison came rushing to my side. Knowing I was Diabetic but having no idea what to do she frantically yelled “What do I do?” I managed to tell her I needed more pop, she returned with the 2-liter which I managed to drink the rest of.

 “Oh my god what happened?” Allison asked

 “You nearly fucked me to death!” I exclaimed.

 After that we both laid on the floor laughing hysterically.