Let’s recap a little: I met a guy casually through AFF without much expectation aside from a little sexting play, we hit it off, the connection was deep and we wanted to meet, he surprised me by actually committing to a week-long stay with me during an extended work engagement, we fucked…we fucked A LOT. I don’t think I’d ever had so much sex in such a short amount of time. It was incredible. If you haven’t noticed, I have a playful little counter at the bottom of my home page. This tracks how many times I have been able to get a guy to cum since my marriage opened. Well, over the course of my week with Giovanni, that cum counter went up over 30 times.
It was a good week. But because of the sheer quantity of fucking, my plan moving foreword is to hit the highlights because otherwise this would just turn into the Kama Sutra: Vixey edition. Hm. Not a bad idea for later.
For now, I’ll just describe to you one of the most epic fuck experiences of my life.
He was behind me, my hips firmly in his grip to help stabilize and support his thrusts. Giovanni’s cock was buried balls-deep inside my pussy. He had just pushed deep enough to reach my cervix and I felt his cock throbbing as he filled me with his cum. Good thing my IUD was in place or else this might have become a stallion impregnation story 
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As it was, our bodies fell back to the bed into a natural spooning position; he, still behind me, his cock still buried deep and semi-hard. I turned my head back to him to take in his kiss. I loved these sensual moments in between the sex. Again, Giovanni was a considerate lover and understand the rhythms of passion. Our tongues explored. We tasted each other and whispered sweet things just for us. Our bodies moved almost of their own volition, throughout. I could feel his dick growing hard. I rocked my hips gently back and forth to coax the moment, stroking him back to full girth with nothing but my kiss, my words and my pussy.
We were on our sides. Giovanni reached down to grip my hip as our shared movements became more indulgent. There was a heady sort of connection, a primal need to have more of his body and never stop. He pushed forward. I pressed back. Our moans grew louder.
“Cream me, baby,” I gasped through hitched breaths.
Giovanni re-doubled his efforts. His grip at my hip grew strong. His thrusts pounded. Again and again, banging the fuck out of me until I heard the grunt through his teeth.
“Do it,” I demanded. With a few more thrusts, my stallion filled me for the second time that fuck session. I felt almost dizzy with the rush. We were panting together, laughing, loving this moment.
Little did I know it wasn’t over…
We laid there together with his thick cock still refusing to leave my warmth. His cum mixed with the wet of my pussy to make my entry slick and inviting. I could barely believe it but he was still erect. No way. I bared down, taking him deep. And then, no shit, we began moving together again! This guy was fucking me for a third straight time without pulling out!
That fact alone had me instantly horny. You see, up until this point I had a reputation with my stallions of having quite the stamina. They loved it of course. But none had been able to truly keep up with my want. Not until Giovanni.
He fucked me hard the third time. I’m not sure how but somehow we were able to rotate to a few different positions without losing contact: a testament to his length, ability and our mutual flexibility. We ended up with him on top, my legs wrapped about him as he went. We kissed as he creamed me.
We continued to kiss.
We made out, naked on my bed, sweat-soaked from our love-making and still so breathlessly together. I couldn’t believe this. There are many times you’ll find that statement in my blog because it’s one of my favorite things: the thrill and rush of the unexpected. Who knew a guy could cum three times without pulling out? There was nothing that could beat it. I knew instantly that this was going to be a memory I’d be enjoying for years to come.
Until Giovanni decided to go for the Vixey Guinness Record of Open Marriage Fucking. Yes. That’s right. FOUR TIMES without pulling out and without resting. I get guys all the time try to talk a big game with me. Well, Giovanni was just the opposite (gentleman take note). He didn’t need to talk the game because he fucking owned the game at that point.
Four times inside of me in succession without pulling out.
That’s a stallion mic drop, people.
Couple that with the fact he was more than willing to indulge all my desires. We had morning sex. We fucked in the shower. We fucked until we fell asleep and then woke up fucking off and on throughout the night. Best of all was an experience I’d secretly been wanting to have for a while…
And you’ll just have to be patient and stay tuned for the next post to find out more .