The bus arrived soon after we found our way to the bus stop and on the way home Lyssa and I were all smiles and saying ‘Ello’ all the way to my house. Lyssa was being extra cute and that brought me to attention, not to mention she was being playful by placing her hand onto me. Jumping off the bus I made sure I wasn’t at attention, that didn’t happen. Walking to my house Lyssa and I were hand in hand and as she had a smoke I kept placing my hand under her jacket and around her waist being cheeky at times with where my hand explored. Lyssa and I were being cheeky all the way to my house, I guess that helped speed up the night’s sensuality.
Lying down on my bed with a twitch of fatigue I brought down a drink of water for Lyssa. Laying behind her on my waterbed I sprayed the both of us with the Lynx that Lyssa bought for me an age of time ago. Our exploits began when I asked Lyssa to turn and face me and she sarcastically said “What should I chose, getting onto you or watching television” and immediately after her question she touched lips with my lips. There was no long stretch of time before our foreplay began, it was up front this time. With my shirt already off I asked Lyssa to take off what she had on and taking off her pants and revealing her ladylike underwear I stripped to nothing. Laying back next to Lyssa I took off her top and whatever else she had on apart from her underwear which after over a year now she is still embarrassed about.
“We can’t do anything tonight unless you put on a condom,” Lyssa told me and this was news to my ears as this was the first time Lyssa had noted this important factor. Looking at Lyssa curiously she then went on to say “I’m serious, we can’t do anything, you have condoms anyway don’t you.” Knowing that we had depleted our whole selection of condoms an eon ago I gathered we weren’t having unprotected sex, Lyssa was afraid she would fall pregnant. With Lyssa’s underwear still on we practically went back to the old days where attempting to penetrate through the underwear was the go. That did arouse Lyssa somewhat I might add and as I was busy also kissing her lips and neck Lyssa once again got into the vibe of kissing me on the neck.
Time it was now to start with something more in depth, that would be allowed to penetrate but not make a mess, my finger. Lyssa became ecstatic with pleasure as this had happened, as if Lyssa was anticipating for so long this moment of the night. As that continued Lyssa became more and more intense as she also grabbed me and started to please me. Moving myself down closer to where the action was taking place I positioned myself so that Lyssa could receive maximum pleasure, rapid penetration. Lyssa began to feel the climax within herself so she asked of me to finish her of with the best performance, oral stimulation. That was done only for a vast number of minutes and as Lyssa’s body started to twitch, her legs started to clench and her back arched to lift her Chest way up in the sky. She released herself, thumping back to the ground in a huge burst of pleasure that was ongoing. Lyssa ran her hands up and down her body in this time and as I kept kissing the inside of her thigh she kept twitching and feeling the aftermath of such a conclusive orgasm. With each touch I made to her skin, with each kiss that landed on her body Lyssa would quiver with pleasure, her limbs would shake with revitalized excitement.
Making my way back up to Lyssa’s lips she kissed around her juices until she finally planted a kiss or two on the lips. Placing my head on her Chest Lyssa started to kiss my neck and ear as I began to move once again below. Lyssa surprised my senses as she kissed my ear and wrapped moist saliva around the lobe making my whole body shiver uncontrollably. This shivering kept happening way after Lyssa would stop and it was painfully obvious that I was enjoying what was happening tremendously. Lyssa must also have become excited out of it because she let me enter her becoming very wet once again and as she kept kissing my neck and ear the quivering of my body acted as a natural form of trajectory for myself. This carried on for a couple of minutes as I picked up the pace and Lyssa was about to go off again but she got a little scared by my continuous animation in my voice so she made me withdraw.
Laying next to each other for a minute I had Lyssa grab me once again and knowing that I wanted to go off I lay back and let Lyssa kiss me around the neck and Chest. Lyssa didn’t want to go down on me at all and after these weeks where Lyssa has continually avoided that area of my body I wonder why she has been turned off oral sex for men. I’m sure it must have been because she didn’t like giving it to me but I asked Lyssa later in the night if she would ever consider performing oral in the future to anyone. Lyssa informed me that not even her husband would receive the satisfaction and I was glad in a way to be the only one (If she ever follows her word) to have received oral from Lyssa. Then again I believe that her husband won’t be able to go without the extra form of sensuality given to a man so Lyssa will once again take up the habit.
Laying down Lyssa sat u and started to please me with her hand as I didn’t want to place myself between her breasts again. If I was going out with Lyssa I wouldn’t be too happy about her receiving two wonderful orgasms per night and me, lucky to get a hand job at the end of it all. And Lyssa talks of how she doesn’t feel like she done all she could at the end of sex, that’s why girl, you don’t give all out effort, you don’t involve yourself much more than what the guy wants to achieve with his body and hands. To me, it didn’t only seem like we were stepping back in time because of me trying to penetrate Lyssa for arousal while her underwear was still on but the way she handled herself while giving me a hand job. It was almost as if she was a virgin again and had forgotten everything. I don’t want to sound too daunting on Lyssa’s performance but she didn’t only grab my staff but after a while she thought I would reap more enjoyment if she grabbed lower. I’ll tell you now, you don’t get much pleasure when the majority of your balls are being yanked around with your staff, it doesn’t give much sensation. Nevertheless, after that ordeal I did climax a tad quicker than thought and I did feel satisfied after the ordeal so I’m content with the night.
That wasn’t the end of the night though. Lying on the opposite sides of the bed with our feet entwined Lyssa asked me a favor. Gathering that Lyssa wanted me to get her a glass of drink I was surprised to hear Lyssa announce that she wanted to go off again and needed some more oral stimulation. Picking myself up with ease I began softly once again but was surprised that Lyssa handled well not feeling ticklish. That might have been to the fact that I aroused Lyssa enough before to put myself in her and now she just wanted to finish herself off. Whatever it was I lapped for some time down there picking up speed at most times and when I thought it was needed. Lyssa went off and in the climaxing seconds of Lyssa’s performance the phone rang and we both said “Shit.” Picking up the phone I tried to hang it up and take it off the hook until Lyssa and I were finished but the caller was still on the line.
Keith was asking me if Ralf and Shawn had driven to my house and telling him no I was pleased that we jumped off the phone quickly. From there I continued for a few minutes more with my favorable oral stimulation and before you know it Lyssa arched her back, the rest of the movements, the hands running up and down her body, you know the deal. Only this time the scream was more high pitched than before but the aftermath didn’t last as long. The last orgasm to Lyssa would have been like an Uzi firing bullets, the shaking just kept coming over and over again. This second time it could be explained as a shotgun blast, one huge burst and it was over. Lyssa felt an urgent need just to hug me and as I approached her lips she kissed me once again and held me tight as if to say “That was the greatest, I wish I could have this everyday of my life.” In this time of warm embrace Lyssa started kissing my neck again and as she gave me a hickey on the shoulder we nearly started again but I remembered that Keith might give me a call back and Lyssa had to leave for home.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
