I Know LUST, I Lived LUST, I Know How It Feels

With the access to WiFi, and the close quarters during government lockdowns, I got hornier and hornier and needed human contact. I cruised the internet, high and low, looking for something to fuel my desperate need for the feelings that wouldn't go away. In the building where I live, down the hall on my floor was a man much like me, locked away inside. We texted, watched the same program on TV. We had 'lunch' together over zoom. One day, I ventured out and asked if he was willing to break the law, come over and I would heat up a lasagna that I had delivered.

He pretended to be taking out the trash, when he came back up the elevator he turned right and not left and came down the hall, one crisp knock and I let him. A human in the flesh, someone to talk with. We set the table, he and I, we heated the lasagna and I got out a bottle of wine I had squirreled away. We laughed out loud, we watched some TV. And then I threw myself on his lap, face down, and bit his cock in his pants. He was quick to push his pants down and I got his cock out and started to make love to it.

Oh, it felt so good to hold his cock in my hand, to rub his cock across my face, to lick the head of his cock, before putting it in my mouth. I looked up at him, said 'sorry' and went back down to blow him off. The rest of the afternoon we played with each other, sucked cock, fucked, just sat around naked watching porn on TV. We showered and I licked his butthole, something I had never done before, and laid myself out for him to fuck when we got to the bed. The hunger we had, was so deep, so pronounced. We slept together, body to body, face to face. We kissed, we hugged.

We both claimed later that it was the quarantine. But truthfully, it was raw LUST. And nothing since has been so good. I have it burned in my mind, that was SEX. Raw, unfiltered, SEX.