Got My Mojo Back, But I Had To Marry Her

This happened in Chicago in 2013. I was there while doing my MBA. I'm out with some friends and this woman starts to talk and soon we are heavy into the purpose of life and the only reason you're alive is to fuck. Face it, she tells me, nature didn't spend so much time equipping you with your cock and equipping her with a vagina. They go hand in hand, so to speak. She tells me that her vagina doesn't get used as much as it should. I get tongue tied and ask her if she wants to use her vagina and she says 'no, I want you to use my vagina'.

I'm 24 at the time and she was in her early thirties. But we take off and go my apartment. I have a room to myself, small as it was and she says that she doesn't care if my roommate is there and when I drop my pants she says out loud 'Oh my, what a big boy we are'. She drops her pants, so to speak and leans back, naked of course. She is completely bald, and holds her lips apart with her fingers and shows me her vagina hole, not that it's easy to see. "Do you think that big boy can go into this wee little hole?"

Now as a young and healthy 24 year old I've been around, at least a couple of times, and no at that time I had never seen a woman's open hole. As matter of fact the two times I had been close to a vagina it was dark and the girl had to hold my cock for me to drive it in. She adopts the position, on her hands and knees, legs spread and her head on the pillow and she says 'please don't make me cry'.

With her talking like that I just can't get it hard. All I had was a limp noodle in my hand and no matter what it was going to react. She gets back up and with another 'oh my', she takes my cock and sucks on it for a while and I get hard enough and she sticks her finger in my ass. Shit, it's all over. A couple of spurts and her lips pout and 'is that all?' 'Such a big boy and that's all you can do'.

I must have looked like a fool, she gets dressed and tells me she is going home, and again her vagina was not used. I hear the front door close and I lay back on my bed wondering what happened. Thoughts of being a queer went through my mind that night. I could not come up with another explanation. It wasn't until a year and half later, I had gotten a job in an investment firm and I met this girl at a C&W dance hall (that girl can dance). I live in Colorado. I start a conversation, she is not interested and it takes a long time for me to push my way past her defenses. We dance and I can't resist and grab a little ass and get a slap in return.

With a strong 'don't touch me' I put my hands in the air and we go back to her table and she says there is nothing worse that a groper. Well, maybe the beers, maybe the night, maybe I haven't been laid after that incident in Chicago, but I tell her she is just ripe for fucking and if she can't take that, tough shit. We dance again, apart. A slow dance and it's like two stick figures, I pull her to me and grab her ass and when she starts to pull back I tell her in as hard a voice I can 'do not take my hand off your ass'. That night, something was in me. I took her, really put her, in the pickup truck, and when she asked where we were going I told her 'I told you, you are ripe for fucking and I'm going to fuck you and if you give me any shit I'll fuck your ass too'.

I'm charged up, she's not, but she's compliant. She covers her tits with her hands, she crosses her legs and I have to break her crossed legs to spread them. She's as bushy as they come, my cock is rock hard and I tell her 'you want it in the ass?' And she spreads them. She was tight as far as tight goes and she squealed a little and after I'm done with her she tells me 'I don't want to be your girlfriend, why did you fuck me?' Because I wanted to. No, I tell her because she is one hot little bitch and they ain't nothing better than a ripe pussy for fucking.

All this was pretty much out of character. She spent the night and the next morning she was compliant and when I grabbed her tit she gave me a look and said I thought I owned her. We dated for a several months before she told me if I was going to keep fucking her then I had to marry her. And that's why we got married. I don't think I've had a nonperformance issue with her once. That big old boy gets harder than a rock when her sweet ripe pussy is around. And she likes it. Yes sir, she likes that big old boy, right in her vagina.