This is a story, a fictional story of my own creation. Here’s who is writing, Max J. Clayton

The longer wait, the greater the pleasure. At least that’s what I tell myself.  But fuck if I don’t get fucking laid, I’m going to go insane.

So what if I’ve had more wives than I can remember, 3, but this celibacy thing is fucking wrong.

The last wife, hell, we fucked 3 times a day, everyday. Even when she was on the rag. In fact our first date was her idea. “How about a pizza and a hotel room?”

She was on the rag. Our first sex and she was on the rag.

It was the fact she was highly orgasmic, and a squirter that had me. Didn’t care she was a pathological liar, but damn she could fuck.

And she swallowed, and it was her idea.

Then it was when we had finished one fuck session and she asked me “Are you going to get over hear and fuck me in ass.”

What could I do, it was my idea of having it all. I did things at her request I wouldn’t do to a farm animal. 

Yeah, but the lying is what got to me, but I still fantasize about the sex. I’m an Incubus, I have a high sex drive that I got from my mom, and she got it from her dad.

My grandfather was fucking my grandmother 3 times a day until he was 74 and she died cumming. Grandpa is now in his 6th wife and over 200 years old.

I come by it naturally.  I do love women. I love everything about them.  I’d let most any women suck my cock if she wanted to.

If she wanted to. It would have to be her idea.

That’s what I am.  I could never force a woman to do anything. But if she wants it, I can fuck like a Greek god or the devil himself, and all points in between.

I’m a Incubus. We crave sex and use sex to heal ourselves, and it makes us live a very long life. Mom is on her 3rd husband. The other died and came as they went.

I get the whole forcing yourself, but I just don’t like it. I tried it a few times, but it felt all wrong. 

Give a woman patience to want you, and the feeding is exquisite.  I like eating well, well I love eating pussy too. But feeding off their energy is amazing when they give it to you. If one has to force it, it will sustain, but when it’s given, oh my fucking God. 

Patience and lust is a hell of a combination.