Ive written a few stories about my current girlfriend's ongoing relationship with her ex, and this one is different in that she told me (i never really know if fully honest) that she really didnt want it to happen.

So she has been fighting with her ex for a while now -- he lost his job and being in his mid fifties is finding it extremely difficult to find a job that suits his experience and capabilities. I sympathise with him, because being in the same age bracket i know just how hard it is in SA to find job as a mature white man. But the problem is that he has now stopped paying child maintenance for his teenage daughter who lives with his ex, my girlfriend. We sometimes stay overnight in either her place or mine, but not every night of the week.

Anyway, she was quiet and reserved a few weeks back, for quite a while. Initially i just thought it was work pressure or general worry about how to make ends meet without his contribution each month but one evening she sat down and said she wanted to tell me something. I immediately suspected it had something to do with him, and my heart began beating faster anticipating her recounting some sexual event that had happened between them. Well....i was spot on. She told me that she had gone to see him during the day to try persuade him to borrow money from his aging parents to help their daughter. Apparently he had got quite aggressive and angry ( i suppose a normal reaction to ongoing requests for money) and pushed her towards the door telling her he couldnt help right then and that she must leave. She in turn pushed back and told him how useless he is etc etc until he freaked out a bit and pushed her down onto the couch, grabbed her ankles and, pushing her bent legs up to her shoulders, nuzzled his face into her pussy, rubbing his nose over her panties. She told me she wriggled and tried to get her legs out of his grip but without too much force from her. She said she just bit her lip and knowing what was coming stopped resisting, but more importantly, she resolved quickly NOT to let herself orgasm and give him the pleasure of seeing her enjoy his rough fucking her.

So he then released her one ankle, and pulling her panties aside, proceeded to bury his face in her pussy and push his tongue up inside her. She said initially she felt a little embarressed because she hadnt showered before going to him, and had been in those clothes for at least serval hours since showering in the early morning. She said it was a 'natural' reaction, and although she said she didnt really care what he thought, it was a normal female response and she was immediately concerned that she wouldnt taste fresh. He seemed totally into her muskyness, and was slurping at her swampy juices as if he hadnt had a woman for a long time. She is one of those woman who produce a lot of pussy groel, and according to her he always loved licking it out of her. She said she didnt really feel aroused at all, and knew that he would soon pull his cock out of his shorts and ram it up into her for a quick premature orgasm on his part. But he slowed, and started to rub his other hand over her big floppy breasts, pulling and squeezing her nipples just enough to send a few shivers down to her crotch. At this time she felt confident that there was no way she would orgasm, her anger at the whole situation , including why she had gone to see him re the money in the first place, was foremost in her mind. But he pulled out his cock and pushed it up into her, changing his postion and lying missionary style on top of her, thrusting slowly up into her. She lay there passively avoiding his attempts to kiss her mouth, but as his thrusting pace quickened she suddenly felt a completely uncontrollable surge in her body.... she knew she couldnt suppress it, it just came over her like a wave and she shuddered into a big solid orgasm. At that time he came to hammering hard up into her with a huge smile on his face, chuckling at her. "you see Xxx.....xx I can always make you cum, even when you're furious with me" he laughed. She said she bucked him off her then, and stood up, his semen plopping out onto the living room floor and trickling down her leg. She said she swore at him, grabbed her bag and stormed out his duplex.

Now the reason i believe this happened as she described it is because she was very reluctant to tell me earlier. And since then, usually when we were in bed considering a fuck ourselves, have asked her repeatedly for more details, for her to explain again how her sexual feelings changed, what was the exact trigger etc etc. She was upset when she told me, so as much as i was hugely turned on by her story, and me imagining how precisely it happened, and how she was not able to avoid orgasming, i resisted the temptation to fuck her right there and then. But since then i have jerked off thinking about her, and about how sexual she really is --- to not be able to control her sexuality, to be completely unable, despite being very angry and resentful, to not be able to distract her thoughts enough to not cum. It is something that fascinates me, and i cant seem to stop replaying the images in my own mind that i now have of that afternoon. Its weird what things turn me on i guess.