Where it all started…

It’ll come without surprise that I am on a couple of dating websites. I’ve spoken to a lot of guys on there, met with a few; mainly dates. A couple of times for just sex.

And my initial just sex encounter is the one I’m going to tell you about, first. The one that changed my opinion on sex and the ability of a man in the bedroom.

Five years older than me. Caring, polite and thanks to a little bit of Facebook stalking, I knew he was not only real, but a serious guitar player too. Jackpot!

We’d been chatting for about a month before we planned to meet. It was meant to be a date, loosely organised to meet at his and go from there. Whilst texting the evening before I messaged him saying ‘What are you going to do when I knock on the door? Pull me in, kiss me and push me against the wall?’ After a couple of minutes all I got back was ‘Haha! See you tomorrow. X’

Shit.

I got into bed, accepting that I won’t be getting any tomorrow and slowly drifted off to sleep.

 

With the intention of cutting out the crap, I won’t bore you with the details of me getting ready the following morning. But I did shave. Everywhere. And it’s a good job I did…

“Your destination is on your left” Yikes. I disconnect my phone. Have a quick once over of make-up and hair in the mirror and get out the car. I walk up to the front door and press the buzzer for flat 3.

“Hello?”

“Hi. It’s me!”

“Hey, I’ll come down and let you in”.

Well mannered; TICK

Within seconds I catch a glimpse of him coming down the stairs. As he opens the door I check him out from the bottom up.

Old man slippers…? Hmmm. Loose jeans, baggy hoodie with a t-shirt underneath. Better. Oooh, stubble. I like stubble. Cute, lopsided grin. Brown eyes and messy dark hair. Yup. Totally would.

“Come in.” He said. Hell, he did NOT have to ask twice.

We make small talk as we walk up to his flat.

“The traffic was fucking awful!” Shit. Did I just swear? Oh, well done. If your stupid little comment didn’t put him off last night, swearing will. Way to be a lady, dumbdumb!

“Let me give you the grand tour”. It’s a small flat, not much grand about it, but ok. I notice shoes by the door so take off my boots.

“That’s my flatmates room, this is…..”

I have already zoned out. I am just following him around his flat like a lost sheep, fixating on what looks to be a perfect ass. Not that I’m going to find out. He’s turned round. Uh-oh, he’s looking at me. Smile and nod. What if he was asking a question?!  I thought I covered my mild panic up well, but I must look like a bunny in headlights as he’s chuckled and now he’s walking back towards his flat door.

“… And this is my room.” As he opens the door I try to act cool as I stand in the doorway and have a quick nosey. It’s tidy, basic. Typical guys rooms. Bed, nightstand, wardrobe, TV & Xbox.

“Nice!” I smile, giving him my best ‘kiss me’ eyes.

“So, what do you want to do?” Crap. Well, that didn’t work. Urgh!

“I don’t mind. I don’t come to this area very often so what do you recommend?”

He smiles and takes a couple steps towards me, closing the gap so we are only a half a foot apart. He raises a hand to my neck and pulls me into a kiss. He keeps a firm hand on my neck as his other hand begins to wonder.

I push my body against his, being able to feel he was getting just as excited as I am.  I allow my own hands go where they want; feeling that ass. I’m not disappointed.

This ignited something in him. He pushes me into his bedroom and against the wall. Lifts my hands above my head and sticks his tongue in my mouth.

He’s stopped. Why’s he stop? Shutting the door. Ok.

He’s walking back towards me with this look in his eyes. A look I’ve never seen before. A look I can’t wait to see again. A look that says ‘you better be ready for this’. I am. I totally am.

He’s turning me round. He’s teasing me, pushing his hard member against my ass.  He brushes my hair to the side and begins to kiss my neck, running his hand down my body. My first whispered ‘Oh my god’ escapes my mouth and he agrees by moaning into my neck.

Fuck.

I spin back round to face him, wrap my arms around his neck and pull him backwards to the bed. I drop my hands to his chest; unzip his hoodie and feel under his T Shirt, my face centimetres away from his. My hands are greeted by subtle muscles and a hairy chest. Cha-ching!

I hungrily kiss him as he lifts up my dress and stops to massage my breasts through my bra. He pulls my dress off and we pause to look at what we are about to fuck. Shut the front door! He has the ‘V’.

Christ, he’s hot.

He continues to search my body with his eyes; taking in every curve as I stand there in just my underwear, that lopsided grin of his making another appearance.

He pushes me towards and onto the bed and takes a step back to take off his jeans and boxers, that devilish look still in his eyes. He hovers over me, rubbing his hard cock against my moist underwear.

A groan escapes my mouth, knowing that only a thin layer of silky clothing is all that is separating me from what I so desperately want.

He runs his hands up my body to my bra, finding his way to unhook and remove it. He takes a moment to play with my boobs, flicking my nipples. Testing the water. I allow my head to drop and softly bite my lip. He lowers his head and begins to lick my right boob, circling my nipple with his tongue.

God.

I run my fingers through his hair, arching my back slightly, I close eyes to enjoy the sensation. He switches to the left boob and runs a hand down my body and into my panties.

I hadn’t realised how wet I was until now. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and licks, while looking me in the eyes. I grab his hand and stick the same fingers into my mouth.

His hands stokes back down my body to the only remaining item of clothing left. I push my bottom off the bed in an attempt to help him take off my panties.

He crawls back so we’re face to face, slowly running his hard dick along my slit. One of my hands around his neck, the other exploring his body, I lift my legs and wrap them around his hips as he slowly inserts his dick into me, looking me straight into the eye as we both moan. My head drops to the bed and I close my eyes. He begins to kiss my neck and shoulder. I lift my head back up and pull him down for a hard kiss. Tongues exploring each others mouth as he thrusts, my moans trapped in my throat.

He props himself up, separating our bodies and looking down to watch my breasts jiggle upon every thrust. He bites his lips hungrily and begins to suck my nipples. Mmmm .

He pulls out and starts kissing down my body. Down to my pussy and teases. Kissing my thighs and the inside of my leg before pushing them a little further open granting him the access to lick me out. But he still teases. Short light licks up my cunt. Driving me wild.

He buries his face in my crotch, holding my hips from under my ass, limiting my movements. He is in complete control. With a well-balanced mixture of his tongue working my clit and his fingers teasing the inside of me; I can feel it building up.

My hands search for something to grasp, and settle on grabbing the metal bedframe above my head.

My breaths become short and urgent.

“Oh my God.” I try to whisper. He carries on.

“Fucking hell” A little louder.

My legs began to shake, my back arching.

A loud moan escaped me. A moan I couldn’t control. A moan to let his neighbours know exactly what was going on. A moan that let him know how fucking good he was.

My entire body begins to twitch uncontrollably. My hands loosen from the bedframe and fall at my side to grip the duvet under me.

He works his way back up my body. Licking from my hips, up my belly to my ribcage and stopping to suck on my nipples once more.  We’re level again. He’s on top of me. I’m still unable to talk, basking in the euphoria after my first (literal) man made orgasm. He begins to bite my neck and rubs his hard cock along my pussy for a second time. He slides himself inside me. It’s different this time. I’m so much more sensitive. He senses this and thrusts slower. Cupping my face in his hands and kissing me gently. I run my hands down his back, and scratch on the way back up. His kisses get harder. Our breathing becomes shallower.  He pulls his face away slightly and I bite his lip. I let go and smile up at him. He pushes his arms under the small of my back and rolls us both over.

I grab his wrists and pin them beside his head as I grind. I lean down and bite his ear, licking his neck. This drives him wild and he pushes his arms past what I thought was a firm grip and smacks my ass. I carry on licking and gently nibble his neck, still grinding.

God he feels good.

I look down at him, his eyes hooked on my lips as I bite them. He grabs my hips and lifts me off him and thrusts under me, fast. I rest over his body, burying my head in a pillow to muffle my squeals of pleasure.

He begins to slow down. I take the opportunity to climb off him. I kiss him hard. I move my lips over his cheek and over to his ear to bite again. He moans. I kiss down his neck and to his collarbone. From there I use my tongue and glide down his body. Now it’s my turn to tease.

I lift my head once I’m over his stiff cock. I look up and give him one of his lopsided ‘you ready for this’ grins. He frowns momentarily, and exhales. I trace his ‘V’ with my tongue and run my hands up over his body. I kiss around his crotch, purposely not touching his dick. His breathing is harsh. Good. I kiss up his muscular thigh.  I lightly touch my tongue up the underside of his dick and then back down.  I can taste my pussy on him. I do the same again, this time taking the head of his cock in my mouth. I tease my clit with one hand and hold the base of his cock with the other, as I slowly suck. I pick up the pace, his hand creeps down and clasps as much of my hair as he can, enabling himself to see me working. I alternate between sucking and licking, still rubbing my clit, building pleasure for us both.

I need him inside me again. With one last lick of his shaft, I climb back up the bed and kiss him. He pushes me on to my back and positions himself on top of me again. God, I love him on top; in control. I reach down and guide his dick inside me. I wrap my legs around his hips, my hands running down that irresistible chest. He thrusts slowly but deep, hitting the spot for me.

“Uhhh. Oh. My God.” I moan upon every thrust. This spurs him on. He pumps faster and harder.  My moans become louder and higher.

Our eyes are locked onto each other’s.

He begins to moan.

I lift my hand and rest it behind his head, playing with his hair a little, my other hand caressing his upper arm, tracing his muscles.

His room is flooded with the sounds of our moans and his balls smacking against my ass. He reaches over me and grabs his bedframe. I’m trapped. And I love it. My legs begin to spasm again, my breathing urgent. I grab his back as I cum again, unable to make a sound.

“I’m cumming” He groans. With one final thrust he collapses on to me, still moaning as he cums inside me.

We lay like this for a while, catching our breath.

“Wow.” He whispers.

“Mmhmm..” is the only noise I’m able to make.

After freshening up and redressing we chill for a little, watching ‘Friends’.

“Urgh, I should leave” As I look at the time.

“Oh, you’re going?”

“Well, yeah. I got to get home”

“Sure there’s no way I can make you stay a little longer?”

It’s that damned smile again as he leans towards me; touching my lips with his.

“No…. I need to…”

“That’s a shame” His hand working up my leg.

“Maybe…just a little longer”