Last evening and today both involved a lot of sex; especially this afternoon. Julia is a bit small and will probably need to recover after being pounded repeatedly by my 8-inch-long thick rock-hard cock for at least an hour at a time. I think we fucked on five or six different occasions between last night and this afternoon, alone.
She loved every minute of it, me having cum inside her during one half hour session five times: the first being after around 10 minutes and the next four at around three-minute intervals. By 4:00 PM she said, “I feel well drilled and totally flushed out. I just can’t do any more.”
She was smiling though and insisted on blowing me before we finally got out of bed and slipped on over to Friendly’s for dinner. She used her throat and insisted on making sure I couldn’t pull out when I came. It makes her choke when I come deep in her throat, but she said, once she could talk again, “It’s the least I can do. You’ve been so good to me and well… I enjoy you more than you could ever imagine, even if I’m going to be walking like a chicken for a day or two.”
We didn’t watch the ball drop in time square. We didn’t look for fireworks because it was just too rainy to be outside. But neither of us feels short changed.
She teased me a bit at one point about the size of my penis saying, “I don’t remember it being as big and thick as it is now. What did you do to make it grow?” When I said, “Nothing,” she laughed at me and said, “Then why are you grinning like that? Honey? What kind of meditation did you do? Please tell me?”
So, I finally did admit that I had been taking time to picture my penis effortlessly stretching her out a bit and staying rock hard while I had multiple orgasms inside her without breaking in-between climaxes. She then asked, “Don’t you use a meditation similar to that when you want to heal cuts and scars on your body, too?” When I shook my head yes, she kissed me deeply for a long while and squeezed me with her arms and legs, as she lay atop my body in the bed and said, “You heal me, too. Every time we make love you do heal my body in a way that I can’t explain. It’s almost like a part of you takes up residence inside me for days at a time and fixes my skin, nails, hair, and everything else. I feel so energized and at piece after being intimate like this. You have no idea. Even my doctor wants to know what my formula is for staying so healthy. God, I love you.”
When I told her the meditation was pretty much the same technique. She stroked my face and kissed me saying, “Well my dear… You have been successful.”
She asked me what the deal was with my dad on the phone this morning; noting that he sounded like he was trying to run a con on me or something. I said, “Yeah… I noticed that too. He has a habit of half listening and half reading when he talks to me but… He caught himself towards the end and turned off his cellphone so we could have a normal conversation.”
I continued on by saying, “He actually did apologize for being an asshole and things went fine after that” Julia told me, “I really wasn’t trying to ease drop but when I heard you crank up the screen reader on your machine while talking with him on speaker, I thought… Uh… Sounds like my man is giving his old man another leash correction.” Julia then giggled sheepishly.
I then said, “You really don’t like my dad much, do you.” She admitted that she didn’t. It was my turn to squeeze her tight as I said, “That’s ok. Sometimes I don’t exactly like him much either. Despite having done some time in jail for an unknown reason I’ve never gotten a straight answer from him or Mom about… Plus the fact that he’d gotten caught cheating on Mom again… Plus the fact that I might have actually been the cause behind the near simultaneous engine failures in his precious Traverse and Camaro which he’s grown to value more than even his wife, in an attempt to try and get him to question his life choices a bit… Sometimes I’m a bit wary that he just might slip back into his old ways and start using and abusing everyone and anyone he can again.”
She kissed my neck and chest as I continued. “At first I didn’t realize I could remotely influence inanimate objects. The time the car trailer came off the truck when they were headed to a car show in Virginia, plus the overheating of the truck engine during the same trip… Well… I just figured that was a fluke. All I had been doing the night before that happened was focusing heavily on being protected from my parent’s emotionally and physically abusive nature. You see my love… They were coming to Jersey to stay with me for a few days about a week after getting back from that car show.”
Julia said, “I know you didn’t exactly feel like your space was your own when they came by. The way they treated you… I gave them hell once for treating you like property, which I think put them both in a state of shock. I never told you about it because at the time you and I were just starting to see each other and… Well… I wasn’t sure where you were at.”
I didn’t know what to say. So… I simply just squeezed and kissed her gently. “I know you don’t need me to defend you,” she finally said, “But when your dear old dad started snooping through your desk and dresser right in front of you… I just couldn’t wait to catch both of them on their own. I was pissed.”
Julia then said, “Your space is your own with me. I hope you know that. I know some of the stuff you do is because you’re dealing with classified information when you do remote viewing and such for the FBI and CIA. But I am going to keep reminding you that you don’t have to be guarded with me about anything. You are safe here and whatever you want to keep to yourself stays with you until you’re ready to share it.”
Julia then kissed me again for a long moment. “I know you would never do anything to intentionally hurt me, and I trust you with my life. Everyone has stuff they keep to themselves.” She then laughed and said, “For instance, I’m sleeping with five guys.”
We both started laughing really hard at that point and she began kissing me all over before settling down enough to say, “I’m glad I can joke with you like that. Most men would have flipped out if their significant other made a remark like that, even if it wasn’t true. You didn’t even twitch and I am so grateful that you trust me the way you do.”
She then chuckled and said, “Now about this blowing car engines thing… Do you think you could do a meditation that unclogs the kitchen sink drain or would you have more fun playing Plummer?” I asked her if she was still referring to the kitchen sink and she giggled as she snuggled deeper into me, resting her head on my chest before saying slyly, “Maybe a little of both.”
I then kissed the top of her head and said, “We shall see.” She fell asleep for a while and as I lay beneath her totally relaxed form, I focused on the kitchen sink drain flowing freely. I knew it was slow. So… I figured that I’d give it a go.
And… You know… When Julia was in the kitchen before, I heard her yell, “Yes! It’s back to normal! Thank you, Baby!”
I could not help but smile to myself. Julia really does believe in my ability to do this stuff without question.
Sometimes I think Julia believes in me a little too much. But… I’m grateful for this woman’s appreciation all the same and am looking forward to sleeping beside her tonight and every night from here on in. “Julia Rocks!”