She Liked To Ride On Top

What feels good for one person might not for another, but bouncing up and down, and grinding her hips was her thing and who was I to complain, as I always enjoyed the view.  She knew just how to kneel on the sheets with her legs spread wide (OK sorry for crossing the line, being way too graphic) and combine these different sensations to drive me wild.  I wrote about this girl before in an earlier post ‘To Die For’, just in case anyone wants to read about that night when we first met.  We were dating, she told me all about her sexual past experiences and although she once spent a week in the back of a van with five guys, it didn’t bother me as now she was mine.  It is not every man that is willing to date a girl who has been ridden hard and been around the block more than a few times, but her promiscuous past didn’t really bother me, and I was not one to pass up a sure thing.

Most of the other guys that she was with considered her sexual past to be an atrocity and they used her for a one night stand or a hook up and then they always ditched her after they had their way with her.  I knew that Jenny was loose, but that is what I liked about her and I was not a virgin either, as I had some experiences of my own.  Jenny took the initiative and she willingly told me about her sexual history, this meant that she trusted me and I felt like Jenny saw something special in me.  Jenny had regrets about her past and there was no reason for me to punish her.  The absence of a sexually fulfilling life is one of the most abiding impressions that a young man can have and many times this is how I felt before I met Jenny.  I felt this comfort being around her and I liked her being my girlfriend, but I wasn’t exactly in love with her.  We did things together and we had fun all the time.

One day I took Jenny to meet my Dad who was out in the backyard and although he was calescent with her, I could tell that he was not impressed with her.  My Dad asked Jenny if she would like a drink and she said, “Do you have bourbon?”  My Dad said, “It is only 10 in the morning and you have the rest of the day for that partying stuff that you and my son do, right now I am on one of my coffee curfews, but I could have my wife put the tea kettle on if you drink that.”  Jenny said, “The temperature is rather warm today, so I would prefer a cold soda.”  My Dad said that it was warm and that we should go on the back porch to relax where he would open up the window, so we could all catch a breeze and then he told me to go and grab some sodas.  We were having a casual conversation when my Dad made a remark about Jenny wearing jeans that looked to be too tight, which she took as a criticism and she made a loud paroxysm in response and then we left.  She said that she never wanted to see my Dad again, as she thought he was cruel, but I figured that things might heal over time.

One day she said that she wanted us to go visit her friends and that we could sleep over their house.  I told her that I was fine with that and said it sounded like a real thrill, as I would not have to pay for a motel room.  I had never met any of her friends before and I was going to do this with excitement, anticipation, energy and zest.  They seemed to be an OK couple, but when the evening was over, Jenny and I retired to the bedroom they said was for us, she said that her girlfriend Donna wanted her to join her and her husband Bob in their bedroom for a threesome.  I did a WTF and slapped my hand on my forehead, as I didn’t want to have any part of these sexcapades.  Jenny told me that after Bob was satisfied, that both her and Donna would come back and take care of me.  I became dizzy and I started to sweat, the sheets were damp and I got up and got dressed and told her that she could stay here with Donna and Bob, or else she could go with me.

Written for Daily Addictions prompt Week #32 – Atrocity, for FOWC with Fandango – Love, for August Writing Prompts – Coffee curfews, for Sheryl’s A New Daily Post Word Prompt – Porch, for Ragtag Community – Zest, for Scotts Daily Prompt – Initiative, for the secret keeper Weekly Writing Prompt #154 (5) word prompt – Night Line Heal Thrill Time, for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Abiding and for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Bonus Wordle Sick day – Calescent Sheets Paroxysm Temperature Tea Kettle Window Breeze Kneel Forehead Dizzy Damp Comfort.