Part 6, The Bonnie Chronicles  

Gunslinger1954 63M
90 posts
4/25/2005 8:36 am

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Part 6, The Bonnie Chronicles

The censors have been playing havoc with my attempts to get Part 6 to you and I'm sorry about that. I have no idea why since they just do it with no explanation. Like a horny kid, I will just keep trying. Thanks for your patience, it's been frustrating for me, too.

The Bonnie Chronicles, Part 6

Returning from the Mini Mart with a pocketful of condoms...

I had to contain myself from running back to the room. (you are not a teenager, don't waste energy, boy) I remember whistling a tune from that old John Fogerty song with the line "put me in, coach, I'm ready to play". Now, all those centrifuged brain in a blender thoughts were coming to a crescendo. Betrayal? Why didn't I feel guilty about what I was about to do? Because what should be a basic, fundamental part of a relationship had been ignored for years on end despite all my efforts to communicate and resolve the issue. I will have my passion, tenderness, affection, raw, head banging sex and I will have it tonight! Fuck the ramifications! Worries about satisfying her. I have no idea what Bonnie's expectations are, I only know I want to show her the passions built up and denied over so many years. Would I flop? This is scary. No, it's not! I'm going to fuck her to death! What a classic case of the Devil on one shoulder and an Angel on the other. Remember, I haven't had sex with anyone but my wife for thirty years. That's a long time, folks.

Put me in , Coach, I'm ready to play!

Next thing I knew, I was standing in front of the door to the room. A freckled face kid with hopeful eyes again. A handful of flowers (condoms) for the first date. Brush off Devils and Angels. Take a deep breath, square up shoulders, I'm going in.

When I opened the door Bonnie met me with open arms and another one of those take me to another world kisses. It started out tender and built in passion and intensity to the point where we were each other with our clothes on. The passion in our kisses endured for us, we could never get enough of kissing each other. I would delight in finding subtle ways to keep movement flowing, usually leading up to an orgasm while we were kissing for Bonnie. It was awesome and it all probably started with this kiss. But this time, just before the orgasm overcame her Bonnie broke it off and went ripping into the bathroom. I was left standing there, chest heaving, eyes spinning, with my cock lunging past the constraints of my beltline, almost free at last.

The centrifuges were gone. The Devils and Angels were gone. Passion had taken over and there was nothing else. Passion, pure and clean. I watched the door of that bathroom like a Wolf looking at a Lamb.

With the patience of the hunter that I am, I stood in that spot, waiting. She burst out of the bathroom naked, swept through the room turning off all but a couple of lights, grabbed my hand and led me to the bed. She climbed in, pulled up the covers and turned to look at me. "Take your clothes off", she ordered, eyes boring into mine. Holding her gaze, I slowly started removing my clothes. The hunter had become the hunted. As I removed my clothes I prayed my body would meet with her approval. Her eyes said yes. When I got to the shorts, I delighted in her look of anticipation and hesitated for a moment, teasing. Her gaze became downright threatening. As I smiled and slipped off the shorts, the look in her eyes made me feel more like a man than I had in years. Her eyes got big and her mouth fell open. She said, "get in here, now!"

The rest of the night is going to be hard to describe. I straddled her, letting my tortured burning hot cock fall on her stomach as I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I moved slowly at first, her responses to my movements being recorded forever in my brain, like lines to a beautiful song. I quickly discovered that licking and sucking her nipples lit her up. It was like there was a direct connection between her nipples and clit. How wonderful! Yes..sucking her nipples and slowly rubbing my body up and down hers, bumping the head of my cock against her clit was driving her crazy! In the middle of all this buildup I get one hand under the small of her back, the other around the back of her neck and my throbbing cockhead up against the liquid heat of her pussy. (wasn't easy, it was a moving target!) When my cock head was firmly implanted in her opening she froze with her eyes wide and mouth in a delicious "O". I remember looking into those beautiful eyes and seeing the pure passion as I sunk the full length of my cock into her, smashing into her cervix just before my pubic bone kissed her clit. A sensation of tight heat engulfed my cock and she let out a series of short gasps as her pussy spasms around my cock. This woman brought out the animal in me like no other ever had. Her orgasms only spurred me on to give her more. I could cum but my cock would remain hard as a rock. I just couldn't stop fucking her. And she didn't want me to stop fucking her in every way imaginable. I remember about four hours into it her saying, my God, you are a freak of nature, no one fucks like this. About two hours later, I got what I took to be the best sexual compliment I have ever received. She was palms down on the bed with one foot on the floor and one knee cocked up on the bed with me behind her, hands around her hips, just plowing her brains out. It took her a few attempts to finish the sentence, "oh my God, I have never been fucked like this in my life." I couldn't answer, I was too busy driving her into the next orgasm. We broke the last of condoms around hour five and never even slowed down.

Around ten the next morning the maid opened the door and got a firsthand demonstration of doggystyle done right. I remember pulling out in surprise and my cock slapping up against my stomach with a wet clapping sound. The look on the maid's face was priceless as we collapsed in a heap on the bed laughing as she shot out the door. We were finally spent.

I had never experienced anything quite like sex with Bonnie and this was only the beginning. The never ending erection really amazed both of us. I could do that in high school, but that was a long time ago. It was the passion, I'm sure. I hadn't had the pleasure of a passionate woman for so long, I just couldn't get enough of her.

Gunslinger1954 63M

4/25/2005 12:53 pm

Thank you, Ladies! Katey, don't worry about breaking my pace, comment away. It's the blog cops that keep throwing a cock block on my story.

papyrina 52F
21133 posts
4/27/2005 12:10 pm

thats lovely ,passion is what a lot of us are missing and searching for as it touches all of our lives in differant ways

I'm a

i'm here to stay

Gunslinger1954 63M

4/27/2005 1:16 pm

You are right about the passion, Papy. Until the night I'm describing here I had no idea how much I had missed it and needed it. What's life without passion? A barren, cold wasteland, that's what. She woke things up in me that hadn't been awakened for so long...

My problem is she woke them up, and they are still fully erect but she can't share them with me now...

I won't live without passion ever again. I will find it again...

expatbrit49 64M

4/27/2005 4:11 pm

Geeze man you are an excelent writter, got me hooked at part 1 now like the women I wait for 7... Great job

Thank You for Your Time and Attention

Gunslinger1954 63M

4/29/2005 11:14 am

Thank you all for all your kind comments. It's nice to see that guys are enjoying and relating to the story as well as women. There's no way there aren't guys out there who have had similar experiences. Cumtounge, you understand what I'm talking about.

Most of you who have been following this have probably figured out by now that the writing of this is a kind of therapy for me. You will understand by the end. So please forgive me these small gaps in between chapters.

Passion so enriches a life.. Once found, it can't be ignored. To me, it's like a religous experience to be revered, fostered and valued. Oh, and don't forget, built upon.

Somehow, I promise to get 7 posted today. The jousting with the blog cops no guarantee it will show up today. Thanks for your patience. Sexyfit is probably getting pissed at me by now..


Denver_Obsidian 45M
43 posts
4/29/2005 8:34 pm

The nonverbal communication you spoke of - speaking through the eather by sheer eye contact - is what I live for. Your story definitely has me enthrawed. I'm watching your blog from this moment on!

rm_BigDnLady 44M/42F
1140 posts
4/30/2005 8:29 pm

Great story!!!!! Hot and delightful!!!


rm_Elysia2005 44F
412 posts
4/30/2005 10:21 pm

Absolutely fascinating... and it makes me actually hopeful, that there are guys out there like you. Maybe someday I'll even find one, once I'm ready for that.

SexySquirterGirl 52F
102 posts
4/30/2005 11:56 pm

Gunslinger~Thank you so much for sharing such a deep, emotional and passionate story. You wrote that writing this is therapy to you, thus the gaps between chapters.. Take your time, I also have shared in my blog, and while it was theraputic, it was also mind consuming and left me exhustated to say the least.. but it has definately helped me in my situation. You are a very good writer and I look forwarded to part 7. Hugs, SquirterGurl

Gunslinger1954 63M

5/3/2005 2:08 pm

Thanks, Denver - That non verbal communication we had just amazed me. we had it all through our relationship but that first day - I swear we were really communicating. Lots more on that in Part 7.

You are a sweetie, Big - thanks for being here!

Elysia - I take that as a big compliment, Big kiss for you!

SquirterGirl - Your kind words and encouragement warm me up! I have read your well written and thoughtful blog and enjoyed it very much. I'm glad it has helped you and it can be mentally tough to write about some of these things, thanks for understanding. Big hugs for you.

Gunslinger1954 63M

5/5/2005 4:28 pm

I don't know. I added a photo and zippo - its gone. I'm seeing the same old text denied message - I will update it and see what happens.

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