The diaries of my s*x life

s*x. That rush of adrenaline you get, the marks on your body as you feel him rip you apart. The agony of the pleasure, the screaming and begging, your body pulsating and weak. The sweat, the c*m. “f**k! I crave it!“ I think laying next to my husband, Cole in bed. We just had s*x. Our s*x life is terrible, for me at-least. Im so tired of always fake moaning and dirty talking when in-fact it’s so boring I might as well answer my emails while he’s busy rubbing his p***s inside of me. He’s to gentle, he doesn’t choke me, pull my hair, slap me or f**k my brains out. His “making love” to me when all I can think about is how badly I crave to be f****d until I can’t walk, until my legs give in and Im weak on the floor begging for a break. I am so f*****g deprived of good s*x I could murder someone! I use to have a lover from my past, Nick. f**k, did her rock my world. He was trouble a bad boy, into all the wrong things, drugs, alcohol and shady deals. He use to be in the military before he got a honourable discharge, that f****d him up pretty badly and he joined a gang when he got back from deployment. We met in a club, downtown in the City. Laura, my best friend and I were going out for a drink after we had a long day at the office. We were both in our last years before becoming attorneys at a law firm. We were dancing the night away, smoking weed and taking shots. When our eyes meet, in the crowded room, I see him - Nick, blue eyes, dark hair, tall, tattoos and a chain with a cross dangling from this neck. Our eyes meet I can feel the tension rising. I smile and say to Laura, “Tonight, I want him.” I say seductively pointing in his direction. I turn around and walk to the bar, to order the bartender for another round of shots. As I wait with my hips pressing against the wooden bars of the counter, I smell cologne, feel the presence, second later I feel him, Nick, pressing against my back - I feel his arousal, his hands are sliding up my back towards my neck, he moves my hair to the side to expose my ears, I can feel his breath on my neck. “I have been summoned.” He whispers in my ear. My knees grow weak, I can feel myself getting wet as I feel him against me. I let out the slightest moan underneath my breath. “Meet me in the bathroom.” He says dominantly. The bartender hands me the shot, I shoot it down and follow Nick towards the bathroom. We walk in, he locks the door behind him. Turns around facing me. He picks me up, puts me on the dresser in front of the mirror, spreads my legs so he can stand between them. “You’re a wild one.” He says staring at me with his eyes squinted. “As wild as they come.” I reply. He starts kissing me, roughly, grabbing my hair, choking me, I can feel the air leave my lungs and just when I’m weak, he lets go and gasp for air. As we make out his hands are ripping my dress, he starts ripping it from the collar downward. My boobs are exposed, my n*****s are hard from the arousal, he starts kissing and gently biting my neck making his way down to my chest. I moan, “Ugh yeah!” He makes his way down to my boobs, his tongue is flicking around my n****e, he’s teasing me, he gently bites my n****e and starts sucking, I am so wet and throbbing. He leave a love bite on my boob, purple and red in colour. He continues ripping my dress down towards my stomach until he eventually leave me in only my panties. His kisses me on my stomach, his tongue dragging until he reaches my thigh. His head is positioned between my legs, he looks up at me, making eye contact, grips my panties with his teeth and starts pulling them down. “You’re so f*****g wet!” He says. I whimper as he starts licking my c**t, one finger slides inside my v****a, his licking and sucking my c**t, the second finger slips into me. Im screaming and moaning in pleasure. I can feel the c*m running down my leg, right before I have a big orgasms he stops. Gets up, pulls down his pants leaving him in only his boxers. I can see his d**k hard and aroused through the outline of this boxers. His big, really big. He pulls down his boxers, his d**k is hard as hard as a rock. I kneel in front of him and start stroking him. Eventually I start sucking, his d**k is at the back of my throat and I can feel him pushing me towards him, face-f*****g me. He picks me back up and places me back on the dresser with my back facing the mirror. He puts it inside of me, raw, I gasp for air as I feel him enter me. His d**k is massive it fills me up completely. He starts off gently taking it in and out, teases my c**t with the head of his d**k a little and slides it back in. Then he starts going faster, harder. I can feel myself getting wetter. Things become heated, he picks me up slams me against the wall and starts f*****g my brains out. My back is up against the wall and his hands wrapped around my neck. My voice is shaky, I scream, I moan. “Yeah, moan for me while I f**k your pussy.” He says. He then changes positions. I lean forward on the dresser, he’s pressing up behind me. “I want you to see me f**k you.” He says as we stare into the mirror. He grabs my hair in a firm grip and starts f*****g me from the back, he’s going as fast as he can, he’s balls deep inside of me, raw f*****g my brains out. The c*m is running down my legs, dripping in the floor. He puts his fingers in my mouth in the heat of the moment. “Im gonna cum.” He moan out of breath. I can feel his d**k throbbing as he cums inside of me. What I would give to have s*x like that again. I crave it. My husband, Cole heads off to work. I wait for him to leave so I can pull my vibrator from the drawer and reminisce about f*****g Nick. Just as I place the vibrator on my c**t, my baby starts crying in the room next door. Reality sets in! “f**k!” I shout in frustration. I hate my life, my marriage.