The Forgetting Curse [F4M] [wholesome] [but she’s cursed] [L-bombs everywhere] [intimacy] [fantasy] [cunnilingus] [blow job] [fucking] [anniversary celebration] (opens as couple are cuddling in bed, fully clothed) I think I declare our three month anniversary a success! Mmmm….(kissing) ...Don’t you? What was your favorite part? Wait, let me guess. My super special gourmet breakfast? No, wait. That wasn’t my guess. Hang on. I really liked the hike...and the picnic. Was it the picnic?? The picnic was super good, babe (or insert pet name of choice here). Better than the bath that followed? (giggles with some embarrassment) Well, the bath...yeah, the bath was amazing. I didn’t want to jump straight to the nudity, but okay, yeah, you liked the naked part. I get it. (laugh) (more kissing, maybe rustling of clothing) (kissing becomes more breathless, she is more and more turned on) (groaning) Oh, god….you know I can’t resist the neck kissing...fuck! How am I supposed to keep my wits about me when you’re doing that...and sliding your hand down….down….(heavy breathing and sighs) Yes, I’m so wet for you, baby. Mmhmm. You have this secret handshake with my body...that sort of bypasses my brain...and it’s like you two conspire to get into all kinds of trouble together without my permission...I feel like my head is the parent and my body is the naughty teenager and you’re such a bad influence...fuck, baby, don’t you know that I’ve never had a partner affect me the way you do. I’ve never wanted anyone so much….I’ve never…. (moans as he begins to play with her pussy) Ohhh…..that. That right there. Fuck, keep fingering me that way...can I pull up your shirt? I want to rub my nipples on your chest while you…(sighs/moans) They’re so sensitive. Does that feel good? (kissing) Sure, you can do anything you want….I mean, you know...within….re---- God! I think if you sucked my tits like that long enough, with your fingers doing that...I think I could just cum….no no no don’t stop! Don’t---oh! No, yes. Do that. Yes, you can go lower. That’s good…I loooove the way you eat my pussy. (a few moments of sounds as she enjoys being eaten out) How does my pussy taste, baby? Mmmm….I can’t get over how much you love this….ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh don’t stop (mumbles incoherently along these lines as orgasm builds, insert encouraging lines or sounds here) I’m gonna--gna...I’m….baby!! (improv to orgasm) Kiss me now. I need it. How do you do this? (kissing deeply) No, I love it. I actually look forward to sharing this with you afterward. The intimacy of it. Here, now...let’s get you out of those shorts….(clothing rustles) My hands are warm, see? My whole body is warm. The blood is pumping. My heart is racing. And you feel so good in my hands. (kissing) I can watch your face up close if I stroke you like this...as you get harder….and harder….but if I kiss down your body like this… (kiss) I can-- (kiss) Do this thing…. (kiss) That I love to do… (kiss) Where I can taste you….and inhale all of you…(inhales) And kiss this amazing cock… (kissing the top of his cock, letting it pop out of her mouth) I can make eye contact with you this way, too. Isn’t this what you like? Tell me what you like. Mmhmm…. Like this? Mmm…. (improv cock sucking noises) And like this? Tell me more. Tell me all your dirty secrets. (improv more blow job) Mmm….yes, give it to me. Do you want to cum in my mouth? (breathless) What? No, no, just let me finish-- No, please don’t, I want to-- Baby--(silenced for a moment as he kisses her) (still breathless) No, we can’t. We can’t fuck yet. I know, I’m so sorry-- (voice is shaky) No, stop. Stop, I can’t. I’m sorry… (tries to put on a seductive tone again with middling success) You know how well I can make you cum with my mouth…just let…. Okay. No, I’m not upset. Sort of not. A little. Are you? Are you sure? I feel like I’ve disappointed you. No, you don’t act disappointed, but I always feel like I have. Disappointed you. You know I don’t like to talk about it. I’m just--we--I’m just not ready to, okay? Isn’t that reason enough? (sighs, getting more upset) (teary-voiced) No, you’ve been wonderful. I’ve never felt like this. I’ve never had this intimacy, or this kind of pleasure, this--it makes me almost forget things….reasons why we shouldn’t. But just trust me. If you feel the way you say you feel, we shouldn’t have sex yet. (softly) I know. I mean, I feel like at some point we’ll have to get into it and just talk about it. But does it have to be now? Yeah. I suppose the mood isn’t...what it was… I feel like I owe you more of an explanation, but I just can’t tell you. I’ve only told one other partner and...it just didn’t go well. There is literally no way to explain this to you that has a happy ending. No pun intended. No, I mean it when I say you have been amazing, you haven’t pressured me, I trust you completely. I’m crazy about you. That’s part of the problem! (sigh, then pause) (whispers) I just can’t. (kisses him) Mmm…. What? No. Nonono. Don’t say you love me. Please don’t say that. Please. Oh my god. How could I let this happen? (whispers) Yes. I do. I love you too. (kisses him again, then pulls away) Wait. I’ll tell you. (laughs) You won’t believe me. You’ll think I’m trying to get out of sleeping with you. Yeah, you say that now! Listen. I’m smiling because it’s going to sound ridiculous to you, but it’s not a joke. I don’t know why, exactly, but anybody I fuck will forget who I am when they cum. Everything about me. I’m a stranger. And it’s all over. That’s it. If I fuck you, the instant you came, I’d be erased from your mind. Everything. Who I am. How we met. The bath. (rueful laugh) Sometimes it’s useful. I’ve hooked up with guys before and I’m glad they don’t remember me! Most of the time, though, it’s just painful. It’s over, and they look into my eyes, and they see nothing. And they wonder what they’ve just done and who they’ve done it with. Which, you know, isn’t fair to them, either. All right? That’s why. I don’t want to have sex with you because I care about you more than I’ve cared about anyone in a long time. We can’t just keep starting over. I’ve tried that before, too. It doesn’t work. (pauses as he asks questions) Oral? No, obviously, oral is fine. It’s just intercourse. So...so you believe me? Oh my god. (laughs incredulously) Umm...well, forever. Yeah. As long as I can remember this has been happening. I lost my virginity when I was 18. Boy was I unprepared for my high school sweetheart to roll over and ask who I was just after he orgasms, and there I am still on cloud nine...yeah. It's always been like this. No, look, don’t try to give suggestions. Believe me, I’ve tried everything. It’s my curse. And I had found a way to live with it until now. And now we’ve said we love each other. If we made love right now, I would be over the moon. I would come apart. I’ve dreamt of fucking you, making love to you, taking you, every possible way since the day I met you. And then we would reach some other world of ecstasy together, and cum together, saying each others’ names...the best we’ve ever had...you know it would be! And then...poof. Over. I’d be lying there in an orgasmic haze, and you’d be….lost. Reaching for your clothes. Looking at me in confusion. Or anger. Or something. But it wouldn’t be love. And then...no more. Nothing. You’d feel nothing for me. I can’t do it with you. And I should have stopped it earlier, before…. You know. But I liked you too much. And here we are. Look, here are our choices. We continue like we’ve been going. Everything but intercourse. Except now you know why I won’t. We do that. But someday we’ll both want sex again. Something will break. We can't just have a whole relationship without it. Another option is that we walk away now. End it. Say goodbye and you can keep your memories of us, like me. And if we ever pass on the street someday, you with your wife and kids and me….just me...we’ll smile and hug and go on about our lives. There's no painless choice. The third choice is to do it. We have sex. And you I lose you. And you eventually forget that puzzling hookup where you woke up next to a strange woman in a strange bed, and chalk it up to drinking or something. But I’ll never forget you. The only advantage of that, I guess, is that only one of us gets hurt. I love you too. But it’s not enough. I wish it was. No, I’ve never loved anyone before. But I have no reason to believe that it would make a difference if I did. Do you want to keep going? Have an open type of relationship? We keep the status quo, but with the understanding that you’ll eventually meet someone you want to sleep with? No. It’s not my favorite. But it’s pragmatic. You learn how to be that way when you’re cursed. Break the curse? What, because we love each other? No. That’s--I’m sorry, but that’s stupid. That’s for fairy tales. What, like true love conquers all? (scoffs) I just told you I’m a fucking pragmatic--pragmacist---pragmatis--I'm realistic, okay, and you want us to go to Disneyland. No. Sorry. No pixie dust. No prince charming. No evil witch, either, for that matter. What do you mean, you still want to? What, like you’re done with me? (inhales sharply) Well. It's all very well and good not to believe in curses when you're not the one left lying in the bed alone. Fuck. It’s not enough that I had to go fall in love. I had to go fall in love with a romantic. A fuck-ing romantic! (groans) (silence) Well? Maybe we should just take some time to think about it. We had a great day and I’ve ruined it. You can just go home and salvage the rest. Or we can put our clothes back on and watch a movie? I don’t want you to go, either. Yes, of course you can kiss me. (kissing, breathing gets heavy as they get more carried away) I love you too. Yes. I love you. (kissing continues) Fuck! No, I don’t know. (moans) I don’t know what I’m doing! We have to stop! No! Not the neck! That’s cheating! (moans) oh, god, you know I do…. You know I want to. I want you to fuck me. Yes...I’ll do anything you want. (emotional) Yes...okay... if you want to, we will. At least you won't be hurt...God...put it in. Give me your cock. Please. I need you. (cries out as he enters her) Oh my god...you feel so good. Do you feel how perfectly you’re filling me? Do you feel this? Hold still for a moment. Let me just feel you inside me, while I can. It's the truth. No one has ever felt so perfect before. Mmm.... (things pick back up) (improv sex, kissing noises, slapping noises, whatever) Look at me. Look at me when you cum. I want to see your face like this. Will you cum with me? Yes, I’m close… Now, with me, now! (improv orgasm) I love you… (comes down, breathing heavily) Oh my god….oh my god. Oh my god. (Sounds upset, possibly crying or on the verge of) (take time with this part) Okay. Fuck. Here we go. Hi. Don’t be freak--- What did you call me? Baby?