My boring story...

[ducking]

Thnak you for sharing nice stories.

[junebaby]

We continued watching Exploding Kittens. Mark was a little more active this time, his hands were all over me as I tried to understand the humour of the show. The voice of the Godcat sounded pretty familiar and I found out it was actually the guy who played Lucifer. How ironic.

After the episode finished, Mark turned to kiss me again. I reciprocated, but I wondered what was going on in that head of his. I decided to check his other head down below and as expected, he was leaking precum, and he was hard.

Me: Erm…

M: I said 8 times right?

Me: You don't need to prove anything to me.

M: But I want to?

Me: Whatever for?

M: I don't know how to explain this, but I don't feel used when I'm with you.

Me: Really? How about the times when I rubbed myself on your cock?

M: I allowed it.

Me: When do you feel used actually?

M: With Nat, now with Alicia, sometimes with Shirlyn back then.

Me: What about the others?

M: Felicia was a FWB, we were using each other.

Me: Crystal?

M: I think I just wanted to prove a point.

Me: So you used her?

M: Maybe? But after that, everytime she wanted it, I felt I needed to oblige.

Me: What about Jasmine?

Mark didn't reply. I guess I hit a nerve or something.

Me: Never mind. Let's change the topic.

M: Ok.

Instead of talking about something else, Mark suddenly pulled off my shorts and panties and went down on me.

Me: Hey…

But it was good. So good. His gentle tongue and fingers made me squirm and ache for his cock inside me. He moved up again and slid in easily. We started kissing again. He really did like kissing. I was so aroused by him that I didn't even realize he had already cum inside me but was still thrusting steadily, each stroke pulling out his cum as I felt it trickle down my asshole.

He was definitely on some supplements. A couple more minutes of thrusting and I felt him fill me up again. I guess it was sort of possible. Darren had a quick recovery too. But this was really unlike Mark. Despite cumming a second time, he still continued thrusting. Was he trying to fulfill the rest of the 8 times in this one position? I hadn't even ridden him at all, but he was still driving me crazy with his mouth on mine and his dick in me. I don't think I've ever felt this flushed before in my entire life. Was it really the connection we had that made the sex so much better?

I think I have a connection with both Mike and Tom, but this one with Mark was so similar yet so different.

Half an hour in, I was pretty sure he had already ejaculated 3 times. The amount of stickiness leaking out of me was getting a little uncomfortable as it had already pooled under my ass and was slowly moving up my back. I was sure this would never have happened if it wasn't a leather sofa.

To his credit, for someone who looked so unfit, Mark actually had fantastic sexual stamina. I was already going to tap out but he was still going like the Energizer bunny. I wondered how it would feel if he fucked me harder. But this was nice, and he was keeping me so aroused that I was in no danger of drying out. Except that I couldn't really feel my legs anymore. If we were supposed to go out for dinner I might just need a wheelchair.

I cupped his face.

Me: Hey… you don't need to prove anything to me.

M: But I really like having sex with you.

Me: I do too. And it's funny really.

M: What is?

Me: I didn't think we'd end up having sex at all.

M: Me neither.

Me: You're a nice guy Mark. And you deserve someone who deserves you.

M: Yeah.

Me: Now you can stop trying to murder me slowly with your dick.

M: Haha. Ok.

He pulled out and I thought it might be funny to suck him dry. I was wrong. He was definitely on some supplements as he unloaded a huge load into my mouth that was expelled with such force that I actually choked. I was pretty sure his semen was coming out of my nose. He laughed as he passed me tissues.

Me: What did you take?

M: Huh?

Me: Viagra? Maca?

M: Err…

Me: There's no way you can cum this much. Especially since you said you had sex 7 times yesterday.

M: Yeah I took maca. Felt like a good idea since I was going to fuck them both.

Me: How many did you take?

M: Two with each meal?

Me: What???

He dug around under the coffee table for the bottle.

M: Oh.

I grabbed it from him.

Me: Hello?? It says 1 capsule 1 to 3 times daily.

M: Whoops.

Me: You took what, double the dosage?

M: I had four meals yesterday.

Me: That's 8 already, and today?

M: Well… I sort of had breakfast while you were sleeping. And after lunch…

Me: Ok. That's it. No more sex for you. And drink more water. You definitely overdosed.

M: Nah. I feel fine. In fact, I wanted to ask if you wanna stay over.

Me: Hahaha. I'll be afraid to stay over. You'll just be fucking me all night.

M: Maybe? Who knows…

Me: I just came to spend time with you. Sex was… I don't know, slightly unexpected?

M: We went with the flow.

Me: We need to stop the flow. It's crazy. I think even Tom doesn't take this much.

M: Who do you think recommended it to me?

Me: What? I'm gonna kill him.

M: Or, you could go home and continue to get fucked by them.

Me: Good idea.

M: Or you can stay over.

Me: Argh. Stop tempting me…

M: Let's get dinner first ok?

Me: Sure. Where?

M: I'm not sure yet. How does pasta sound?

Me: The same one we had last week?

M: I guess so.

Me: Ok. Let me go wash up first.

M: We can wash up together…

Me: No…. You're just gonna pin me against the wall again.

M: I might.

Me: Then no. Let me wash up in peace please.

M: Ok.

I headed to the bathroom. Mark was crazy. I was sure that much maca in such a short period wasn't good. But wow, the sex was indeed amazing. And way more memorable than the stupid gangbang I decided I wanted to experience previously.

But now I had to decided if I wanted to stay over or not. Who knows what the crazy guy would do. He'd pumped so much semen into me already that if I wasn't on the pill, I was damn sure I'd get knocked up.

And his mental state wasn't right in my opinion. I guess I should stay and see what's up with him.

[pastagirl]

Confirm you'll be more than sextisfied if you stay!

[junebaby]

Mark took a shower after I was done while I sat in the living room contemplating if I should stay over or not. If I went home, I'd probably find Mike and Tom gaming, but they'd probably take a short break to fuck me before going back to gaming anyway. Perhaps I should just stay over at Mark's place. We'd probably have more slow, sensual sex, he'd probably shoot gallons of semen into me, I'd probably have so many orgasms that I'd need a wheelchair. But I could probably also try to figure out what was really going on with him.

I think one issue we all have is that we never really try to figure out what's going on with our friends on a deeper level. On the surface, everything might seem fine, but deep inside, they may be crying out for help. And most of the time, we tend to overlook or even ignore these signs. I'm not a psychologist or psychiatrist, but it sure seemed to me that Mark wasn't right somewhere. For someone who wanted to take some time away from everyone, he didn't mind me coming over the first time. Perhaps he was reaching out and I didn't really recognize it. The second time, he readily admitted he'd been having lots of sex with others, and wanted to have sex with me too. Even going to the extent of taking supplements to ensure that he could perform. Surely this wasn't normal? I know Tom took those supplements for performance, but he was having sex with so many people it seemed natural that he wanted to maximize the pleasure for everyone. Or perhaps he too was crying out for help and we all just happily ignored it because we were getting fucked damn well.

We had dinner at the same pasta place. It was packed so we had to wait for a while. I wasn't really paying attention to the food though, but was watching Mark as he poked at his lasagna and I picked at my risotto.

By all accounts, he looked fine. He didn't just groom down below, but he also shaved, got a haircut, and even sort of styled his hair when we went out. It was like he was indeed trying to get back to a normal life. Except he'd been fucking everyone who asked, me included, although I hope ours was more of making love than satisfying our own animalistic lust. I had Mike and Tom for that.

We didn't go straight back after, instead he drove around for a while and I was damn sure he was looking for a place to stuff me with sweet treats. Or maybe he was horny due to the maca and was looking for a place to bang me outdoors.

We ended up at East Coast park and he made his way to the breakwater. What was it with these guys and the beach? It seemed like something girls did when they needed some quiet reflection.

We just sat there enjoying the sea breeze, not talking, not cuddling, for what seemed like the longest time. I was actually getting a little cold.

Me: Hey… could we head back soon?

M: Why?

Me: I'm a little cold.

M: Oh. I could hold you.

I placed my hand on his neck and he jumped.

M: What the fuck? Your hand is freezing.

Me: Yeah. I don't know why.

M: Ok. Let's head back. I'll run a warm bath for you.

Me: Sorry. I think you want to stay longer right?

M: It's nice here.

Me: Yeah. I guess it is.

M: But let's head back. I can come here again since I stay so close now.

We headed back to the car and he actually turned on the “heater” mode for the aircon, even though it kept fogging up the windows. I didn't know why I was feeling so cold. I didn't feel feverish or unwell or anything, just cold.

Anyway he ran a warm bath and let me soak in it for a pretty long time, topping up the water to maintain the temperature. By the time I got out of the bath, it was close to midnight so I texted Mike to let him know I was staying over. He didn't really say much except to “have fun”. I guess he was having fun with Tom anyway on that silly game called Diablo.

I was going back down to the guest room to sleep but Mark insisted that I stay in the master bedroom, bigger bed he said. And he hugged me the whole night fully clothed, under the covers, occasionally rubbing my hands to warm them up in case I was still cold. I kind of chuckled to myself thinking what he would be doing if I said my boobs were cold. But the really odd thing was, I was still feeling cold, even though my extremities sort of warmed up already.

It was a pretty good sleep though and I woke up rather refreshed, just cold.

We had a quick breakfast of McDonald's that he ordered in before he thanked me for coming over and I drove home slowly.

Even though I had slept well the entire night, I practically crawled into bed after taking a shower and slept all the way till dinner time. Mike and Tom were gaming the whole day as usual. I was so exhausted and honestly pretty thankful that they didn't come over to have sex with me.

It was a nice weekend all in all, but I was still no closer to figuring out what was really up with Mark. I guess one day he would open up to me if he wanted to.

[fwchong]

Nice to know that you "cure" Mark...