Asumi (Whatsapp): ‘Thanks for your comment. I seriously have no idea what to do now. How I wish I have someone to talk to right here.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘I get what you mean. It’s often the people who aren’t too close that we can safely share our secrets with.’
Asumi (Whatsapp): ‘Any chance you are free to meet now?’
With that, I finished up my work and closed the bar, thoughts running through my mind on how to console this heartbroken lady without causing more damage. Being someone who had been through similar experience, I understood how she felt, especially the confusion about why would someone hurt her when she merely wanted to live normally. That blog she wrote her stories on, was just a therapy for her to balance her life, and desires.
We met at a nearby coffee shop where the night had just started, a place where men gather to spot those working ladies dressed to lure hungry wolves. As a friend, I knew the beers she gorged down served as a way to momentarily take those pain away, but more importantly, I had to find a way to let her sleep tonight. The ringing struggle between comprehension and misjudgement would definitely take its toll on anyone sane, and Asumi was a lady I wanted to help.
The long conversations recounting that night went on past midnight, until she got too drunk, sobbing in the presence of looking crowd. Although I had no plans that night, getting laid was the last thing on my mind. The lack of intention to head home soon led me to check her into a hotel, letting her hide under the blankets and crying her heart out.
For someone who had initially wanted to comfort her, I ended up falling asleep on the comfy bed and the loud splashing in the shower room woke me up. A little relieve came when I saw her feeling well enough to wash up, and I continued lying on the bed, keeping watch at the translucent doors her body was moving behind.
Finally, she appeared in just a towel and plopped next to me, hugging my arm between her boobs.
Asumi: ‘Thanks for listening tonight. I guess there’s no point getting affected by it while you spend your time with me, caring to listen and try to comfort me.’
Me: ‘It’s the least I can do. I don’t know you well enough to hurt you like they did.’
She planted a kiss on my cheeks and I wrapped my hand around her shoulders, pulling her closer to my warm body. Her hand went into the blanket at my waist and felt my shorts still on, so she lightly circled her palm over it.
Asumi: ‘Why is it still on?’
Me: ‘You should just sleep and try to feel better. I don’t think it’s the right time to have sex.’
Asumi: ‘And if I say you can help me feel better by removing your shorts?’
Me: ‘Then I’ll do it.’
Her small hand lowered my shorts enough to expose my raw stick and a pat on my chest signalled to me that it was all she needed. Those long, thin fingers went around my dick and started stroking it, in such a gentle manner as though she was petting a kitten.
As a guy, I did not attempt to move and simply let her did what she wanted, until it was fully erected and throbbing wildly in her hand. The blanket was then lifted aside to give her access to my groin, and she shifted her body between my legs.
Me: ‘Are you sure you’re alright with it?’
Asumi: ‘Since no one can make me happy, why don’t I make someone happy right? At least I still feel wanted.’
Me: ‘But you know that’s not true, you will always be wanted.. ‘
Just as I completed my sentence, her mouth went down on me and she started off with a fast-paced blowjob, coating my dick with her saliva and shoving her head down. The contrasting ambient did surprise me but her dedication to sucking me off was so focused. I could only hang onto the spare pillows and groaned as she vacuumed my rod.
Her lips kept moving across the shaft without hesitation nor pauses, totally submitting herself to please me. It was only ten minutes later the girl cracked her jaws accidentally that got me to realise such a long time had past. Asumi kept her eyes on me when her mouth left the tip, and went over my hips, sitting down on that standing pole. The first thing that melted me was the unintentional rubbing of her slit on my shaft, giving me a feel of that softness without being penetrated.
She had certainly noticed the expression on my face and moved a few more times before raising her body high enough. A easy push of my tip under her pussy enabled her to sit slowly down my rod. Two short groans came from her mouth as she peered at our genitals, still midway connecting. A small lax in her thighs shoved my dick into her and she held onto my shoulders while the initial pain went away.
As soon as she felt better, her body began moving on its own and she did not even allowed me to suck on that pair of full breasts. Throughout the cowgirl ride, she had changed to squatting, grinding and the back-forth rocking of her hips. It was so intense beyond my powers that I loved being led in her pace. The muscles in her pussy was squeezing me so hard that I couldn’t last long too. I totally had lost it when she kept grinding me, pushing my dickhead to its limit.
The ecstatic look on her face when she climaxed was so mesmerising, in a way that she was letting herself go completely without restraints. The waves of pleasure was all she could use to forget the pain in her heart. And the continuous movements just kept her orgasm lasting for as long as she wanted.
Me: ‘Asumi, I really.. can’t take it anymore.. ‘
Asumi: ‘Just shoot inside me. I don’t care.’
Me: ‘Fuck no.. It’s not right!’
I flipped her dangerously to the side of the bed and pinned her arms with one hand above her head, while jerking myself off between her legs. In less than a minute, the thick glob of cum splattered over her stomach and she broke herself free, rubbing the life-giving fluid around her pussy. A futile attempt to guide my dick back into her resulted in me stepping away from her, and forcing her to lie still beside me.
I could only hugged her so tightly that she couldn’t move and before I knew it, soft cries were coming from her. The girl’s face was stained with tears and I just held her in that position, pecking on her forehead until she had fallen asleep.
Very stealthily, I went back to my bed space and laid facing her, holding myself back from kissing that beautiful, worn out face.
Asumi (whispering): ‘Thank you.. ‘
Me (whispering): ‘Shhh.. goodnight.’
And the room went dark with a flick of the switch above my head.