5 hours of sleep does not even begin to give you enough energy to match Giacomo's. The first time I had laid eyes on him, I fell into this surreal trance, and did my best to play it off. With his wife and father in law in the same room, playing any attraction off was at the top of my priority list.
Holy fuck was all of that awkward.
So awkward that he had to remind me that I hadn't yet hugged him. I didn't know when I could be myself after doing such a good job of hiding all of those emotions that I've felt from 2800 miles away. I relaxed against Snake.
We get back to Sirikit and J's pad in Corona, and let the vodka start pouring. Even with my blood sugar being low from not eating much, I let him coerce me into doing a celebratory shot of vodka. With Mountain Dew as my chaser, I couldn't go wrong.
I felt like an outsider and a buzzkill next though. I didn't like the way I felt when I smoked weed for the first time 5 years ago. I made a personal vow to not let myself get peer pressured into trying it again. I've lost friends over that vow. I have no regrets.
But between the smoke from the cigs and weed, the lack of sleep, lack of food, and the vodka, my head started to feel funny. And that was when we still had all of our clothes on. Well, mostly. The group shots had my dress down to my tummy and my legs spread wide.
Me? A lady? NEVER.
When the 3 musketeers found themselves in the bathroom, Snake went to their bedroom to lay down. He told me to get naked and hide underneath the covers. I did, thinking it would be funny. Now we can add not being able to breathe for about 5 minutes to that list.
And that's how everything got initiated. I knew it would be crazy. There was no exact plan as to what would happen. Just that everything would happen. Even with moans galore, the tension in that room was so thick, you would need a chainsaw to cut through it. While I got the attention from the beautiful Sirikit and sexy as fuck Giacomo (with a cameo from the cameraman, J), Snake only received attention from me. Which led to his ego being crushed, and me not really being into it, but still trying my hardest to be into it. I was successful in doing this by keeping my eyes closed most of the time. I did not see Sirikit go down on me. In fact, the only one I saw go down on me was J. I could tell who was who by the feeling though. Giacomo with his amazing piercing, Sirikit was a new feeling, which made it distinctive. J had gone down on me Friday evening, so it wasn't that new.

I finally couldn't take the pain in my head anymore, and just crashed out. Snake had to run for water. And I felt like shit for being a buzz kill.
I guess everyone just let Snake nurture me with cuddles. When I opened my eyes to Giacomo's face within inches of mine, I was immediately wet. He's so beautiful. Just absolutely amazing. The first feeling of his lips on mine was like I got slapped in the mouth. The spark was just that huge. His tongue feels amazing on mine, and the anticipation of him on top of me built to the point where no words needed to be said. There was no awkwardness to our rhythm. It was as if that moment was written in the stars to happen.
It probably was. =] That and hearing Placebo's "Bionic" come on. Going "Harder" and "Faster" was top on all of our minds.

With Snake next to me, it was imperative in my mind that I do not leave Snake out of anything that happens with me and anyone else. So my left hand found its way to his cock and never let go. Until Giacomo moved from my pussy to my lips. Then I had two of my favorite men on top of me. Pure heaven, I tell you. Giacomo in my mouth and Snake in my already sore pussy. I don't think I was in the right frame of mind to suck cock like he wanted me to, but I couldn't let go of it. Not even when it went in between my breasts.

I honestly don't remember how I landed on my stomach. But holy shit. I didn't care that I was sore and hurting. I just never wanted him to stop fucking me. The intensity was so crazy that I thought I might explode. I did for the umpteenth time that afternoon. And I collapsed.


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