Another memory of discovering my Primal nature.

WARNING: This post contains material of an intense sexual, mature, nature.

She leans in close to my ear and whispers, “Do it. Now.”

I push her back slightly and look into her eyes. She has been straddling me, riding me, for a long time; the fiery, passionate, rush toward climax that began several hours ago. I watch her bite her lower lip as our eyes meet and I reach behind her head with both hands to take handfuls of dark hair between my fingers, make a fist with both, and pull her head back. My mouth closes on the base of her neck and I bite gently, growling, as I feel the pulsations begin. She lets out a primal moan as she feels me climax inside of her…raw…bare….pure. She collapses against my chest, her sweaty cheek next to mine. I see her glance over at our significant others, somewhat asleep on the sofa that is about three feet to our left. Are they aware of the primal connection we share?

My fiance (now wife) and I had been in the swinging lifestyle since we had first got together. We both share a belief that sex is good, is fun, and should be celebrated and enjoyed. We have had a great many wonderful adventures together, and we have experienced so many things that is will take me quite a while to recount them all. There was one couple, however, where the other woman and I had this intense, primal, connection that was irresistable to both of us. She is the one from the post about the campfire and thunderstorm.

On this night, they had arrived at our place early in the evening so we could have dinner together before the sun went down and “playtime” started. When she walked in (For the sake of these stories, I will call her “Jessie.), she immediately locked eyes with me and gave her seductive, Scarlett Johanson, crooked little grin and winked. From the first time we had met, we had known we shared some sort of unique connection that we couldn’t resist, or explain; and we had talked about how dangerous it could be.

Throughout the evening, we would find ways to secretly flirt with each other to acknowledge that connection. It was almost like we were circling each other, waiting, ready to pounce, but not sure when, where, or how it would happen. As the evening progressed, everyone except me began drinking. I do not drink (sober for over twenty years now), so I get to enjoy these experiences and remember them in all their delicious detail. As the drinking progressed, clothes began to be removed. As she slowly, over time, removed one item after another, she would make sure that she tossed it to me; her eyes almost glowing from the desire I could see in them.

Eventually, the my fiance and her husband sort of paired off, and she came over to me and climbed into my lap, completely naked. There is a general rule in the lifestyle that condoms are a “must” and safe sex is the primary rule. This time, she had something else in mind.

She leaned into me and bit my ear lobe, growling softly as she ran her nails down my chest. I grabbed a handful of hair and jerked her head back, kissing her forcefully, once again a growl escaping from deep in my throat. She agressively sucked my tongue and then bit my lip and grinned at me. Slowly, she slid down my body, letting her breasts drag against the skin of my chest, then my legs, and then I felt the warmness of her mouth engulf me. I almost cried out aloud as she vigorously went down on me with a passion that surprised me. I will never forget how she looked up into my eyes and said, “Do it…let me finish you. Let me taste you.”

With a soft cry, I did just that. The orgasm was the kind where the entire world vanishes and all I could hear was a ringing in my ears. When I had my senses again, I looked at her and saw her licking her lips and then her fingers; that same sexy grin on her face. She stood up, still smiling at me, and turned to sit in my lap her her back toward me as she cuddled up close, her arms around my neck. We watched the others like that for a while before I could not resist taking her nipple in my mouth, biting, and tugging on it with my teeth. As I did so, she moaned and pressed her butt against me harder, wiggling it to make sure I would know what she wanted. As I got hard, she spun around and took me inside her. My eyes were wide as I reminded her that I wasn’t wearing a condom. She leaned in close and whispered, “I know, baby…believe me, I know.” And took all of me into her with one strong, passionate, thrust.

She leans in close to my ear and whispers, “Do it. Now.”

I push her back slightly and look into her eyes. She has been straddling me, riding me, for a long time; the fiery, passionate, rush toward climax that began several hours ago. I watch her bite her lower lip as our eyes meet and I reach behind her head with both hands to take handfuls of dark hair between my fingers, make a fist with both, and pull her head back. My mouth closes on the base of her neck and I bite gently, growling, as I feel the pulsations begin. She lets out a primal moan as she feels me climax inside of her…raw…bare….pure. She collapses against my chest, her sweaty cheek next to mine. I see her glance over at our significant others, somewhat asleep on the sofa that is about three feet to our left. Are they aware of the primal connection we share?

My thought at the time was, how do I deal with this…this connection that is on a deep, primal, level? Where we feel every single thing the other feels.

Eventually, that connection, I believe, is what caused us to fall out of contact with each other. It was incredibly difficult to handle such an attraction and stay true to our significant others. Still, I am always thankful for awakening this beast inside me.

This video/song is very much “us”. We both agreed on it and that it makes us a little sad, and happy, at the same time.

3 thoughts on “Another memory of discovering my Primal nature.”

  1. Mental stimulation through atmospherics…. fuck. I was in the room. I heard the sounds. I could taste the alcohol in the air. And im no where near there. Something about your primal nature sets off a very dark Sadist nature in me. Just saying

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