How to really be 'primal'

Julia objected to me stopping my tongue-work on her pussy just as she was about to cum.

“Don't worry,” I told her. I almost said, “Chill,” but caught myself before speaking, not wanting her demeanor to suddenly turn mellow. I needed her agitated, not chill. “Just readjusting,” I explained, getting on the bed and lying on my back. I pulled off my boxers and tossed them aside. “Get your pussy back over here and I'll happily get back to work,” I told her. “But I'd like you to put one of your holes to use, too.” It took a few tries to get settled comfortably – Julia had never 69ed before. Her work on my cock was spotty and distracted, but I didn't mind too much. She was my second- no, my third girl today, so I wasn't exactly on edge. Her mouth felt nice and soothing and kept me from feeling frustrated while I took the time to appreciate and care for her pussy.

It was good that she had not sent me to her clit earlier, because once I gave it some attention, Julia lost all focus. She was very sensitive and struggled to even keep near my mouth when my tongue swiped across her nub. I had to firmly grasp her toned little ass and hold her down. It got uncomfortable, but I was rewarded by the sounds of Julia's ascent. I backed off from her clit for a minute and made out with her pussy again, then returned to her clit, circling it, teasing it, pressing my tongue flat against it. Her cries made it easy to respond and keep doing whatever she liked.

But before I pushed her over the edge, I wanted to remind her that this wasn't all about her. I put one of my hands on the back of her head and firmly pushed her face down until she was struggling to take more of my cock. I didn't need her to gag; I just needed her to remember that she was here for my pleasure. And I wasn't so altruistic as to say I was receiving enough pleasure just pleasuring her.

With her mouth full of my cock and my hand keeping her from releasing it more than halfway, I encouraged her to bob up and down a little. As she did so, I went back to her clit, which was stiff and prominent. Whenever she stopped working my cock, I stopped licking her. My lips surrounded it her clit, making her jump. My tongue slowly worked back and forth while my lips held her clit in place. Julia started screaming around my cock and twitching her hips around my head. I mercifully let her lift her head up just in time for her to cry out, “Fu-hu-hu-hu-huuuuuuck!” She started grinding herself on my face and I knew she had to be close.

That was my cue to stop. “What're you-?” she protested, but I pushed her over onto her side.

Nudging her body around to the right spot and position, I had her on her back, sprawled open, writhing with need. Instead of giving her the last little bit she wanted, I put my lips on her raised brown nipples. Julia moaned and cooed and held my head close to her chest, but she also grabbed one of my hands and put it on her crotch, wordlessly begging me to continue. I did so, but slowly. Then, I moved my kisses from her nipples up to her mouth. My tongue sought hers and was quickly introduced. Her breaths were loud and angry, shooting from her nose like fire from a dragon's mouth. She was so turned on that anything we did was exciting to her.

I moved from her lips and worked on her neck – her beautiful, light-brown, long, elegant neck. I pushed strands of hair away just to have more access to her skin.

“I've never... ever... let a guy kiss me after he went down on me,” she stated, panting. “It's like I didn't care this time.”

“You're too hungry to care. That's what happens when you do it like this.”

“Why didn't you let me finish though?” she asked, her legs twisting and snaking around in response to my fingers between them. I paused my worship of her neck and spoke in soft words next to her ear.

“Because I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for me. If you want something, you have to claim it. Make it happen. What you saw between me and Jade, that wasn't two people being considerate and trying to take care of each other's needs. That was two selfish people each trying to get themselves off at the same time, using the other person's body. It was raw selfishness.”

Julia's whole body was moving at this point, her back arching and falling, her hands touching my skin and hers, her legs looking as if she was riding an invisible bicycle. Finally, she'd reached her limit.

With a feral growl, she took my advice and pushed me onto my back again. Grabbing my cock in one hand, she balanced herself with her other hand and lined herself up. Closing her eyes tightly, she sank down and in one thrust was fully seated on me. Then she bent down, wrapped her arms around me, and pulled. “Sit up,” she demanded. I readjusted until my legs were bent under her, providing a little nest for her to sit in as she began grinding on me. In that position, with Julia in my lap, her head was a few inches above mine, and I looked up at her face, which was tight in concentration. Julia yanked her glasses off and set them aside. I tried to kiss her lips again.

“No,” she gasped, and pushed my face down. “Here,” she said, pressing my face into her chest. I couldn't complain with that arrangement and began sucking at her teats. My hands cupped her ass to support her, though I didn't need to compel any of her movements. Julia was hard at work moving along the length of my cock. She would sometimes hold it deep and just grind up against me, gasping as her clit received the attention it needed. Once she had taken control of her desire, it didn't take long for her to find the thing she was seeking. After barely 3 or 4 minutes of us seated on the bed, facing each other, Julia in my lap, she reached her climax – clearly and loudly. I felt it deep at the root of my cock as she clenched tight over and over. I also heard it, and wondered if anyone in the apartment hadn't heard. Julia wasn't a real screamer, but she was a growler. Loud, aggressive growls that finally gave way to panting cries until she was leaning on me, face buried in my neck, cooing out soft “aaaaaaahhhhhhs” while her pussy flinched a few more times.

I had been close, but giving her time to cool down brought me off the edge. It wouldn't take me long to get back there, though, I was certain. I gently and slowly moved my arms under her knees. That was all I did at first, waiting for some indication she could handle me continuing.

Still short of breath, she spoke into my neck, “You're gonna pull out when you cum, right?”

“Wasn't planning on it,” I responded.

“Well, I suppose you could finish in my mouth,” she suggested. “That's the only hole I'm offering at this point.”

“Negative,” I said. “I'm staying right where I am.” As I said that, I raised up my arms, which lifted her knees up until her feet were off the bed. She instinctively grabbed me tighter with her arms. This also served to shift her weight so that she sank more firmly onto my cock. My hands gripping her waist, I started moving her lower body back and forth, using her like a masturbation toy.

“No, that's not... That's a bad idea,” she informed me, seeming a little worried though not totally focused enough to be concerned.

“That's the final lesson, Julia,” I explained. “Part of what made things so primal between me and Jade last night was that there was no phoniness about it. We were doing what our primal ancestors did. Fucking to find relief, but living with the consequences. If you're just a bunch of holes to me, what do I care what happens after I use those holes? I don't. And here's the real primal part.” I moved my mouth close to her ear. “There's not a damn thing you can do about it. I'm going to cum inside you, and just like the mates of my ancestors eons ago, you're going to take it as I claim you and **** you to be my little cum receptacle.” My strokes got more and more urgent, my hips pushing up a little to find the angle and depth I needed.

“We've been trained for generations to pretend that's not the case. And all our equality and respect and consideration has made sex boring. If you want sex like what you saw last night, it has to end like you saw last night.”

“Ohhh....fuuuuuck,” Julia whimpered as I pistoned her tube along my length, my purposes revealed. Her arms still clung to me, wrapped around my back. Her face pressed into the crook of my neck, her breathing rapid and hot on my skin.

And best of all, her pussy - wet enough to give me free motion but tight enough to bring me pleasure. I slowed down and **** her against me four more times. On the last time, I pulled her hard against me while also thrusting up, ensuring there was no bit of my cock left outside her. With an inarticulate cry, I released inside my mate. As my rod throbbed, I pulled Julia away until only my head was inside her, then I drove her onto me again. She cried out softly and squeezed me tighter in her arms. While I was still cumming, she moved her face along mine until our lips met again. One tender kiss, tongues touching softly. Then she put her face back into my neck and sighed.

We stayed like that for two long minutes after my load was fully inside her. It leaked down my rod and out onto the bedspread. I felt both our heartbeats. Our breathing, which was slowing down, was the only sound. Finally, I moved my arms out from under her legs and reclined onto the bed. Julia readjusted her legs and stretched out on top of me, still joined at our sexes. I realized after a few minutes that she was asleep on top of me. I heard a noise from my phone and was able to reach out an pick it up. Sandra had texted me, “Holy smokes! Did she survive that?”

I wrote back, “Too soon to tell.”

Letting the phone and my hand drop to the side and rest on the bed, I used my free hand to rub Julia's naked back. After a minute of this, she stirred, just as my cock was softening so that only my head remained pinched inside her entrance. That, too, slipped out, and Julia reached over to grab her glasses. She couldn't find them, so I reached over and put them in her grasp. She thanked me, put them on, then straightened up, still straddling my body.

“Ron,” she said, “I am well and truly fucked. Thank you. This was informative and helpful.”

“Primal enough?” I asked.

“In every way I hoped. And more.”

“Then my work here is done,” I concluded.

“And since my holes have done their job, I guess my work here is done, too.”

“Until next time,” I said, causing her eyebrows to raise in alarm. Having no retort or response, Julia simply climbed off me, crawled off the bed, and began to gather up her clothes. “I'm just gonna go... clean up,” she said, taking her armload of clothes into the bathroom.

The clock told me it was almost 3pm. I didn't need a nap, but I needed a break. I needed to make sure the persona I had adopted while with Julia didn't continue. I picked up my phone again and sought some sort of distraction that would get me back to normal.