Don and I were at his place recently to watch a kungfu movie – it turned out that we barely could watch the movie at all. The opening credits were rolling and we couldn’t even get our hands off each other. I must say that this particular sexcapade is definitely my greatest sex achievement so far – not bad for the second date, right? :-)
He and I were sitting on the floor “trying” to watch a movie when he looked into my eyes and kissed me. I couldn’t resist those soft lips for even one second – they were so tantalizingly passionate that I could feel the heat rising from our bodies. You could tell that he wanted me – and I wanted him – and that we couldn’t resist ourselves. Our arms wrapped around each other, and our kisses became more urgent and passionate, our tongues sliding up against each other, our kisses becoming more firm and wanting.
As we kissed, I decided to take control and see what he was really about. I wanted to explore his body, to see what type of person he really was, to observe what he liked and didn’t like in sex, to find his erogenous zones and to basically show him that I know more about sex than just lying back and letting him do all the work. My mouth began to explore southward, and I tickled his chin with my lips, tracing it in a straight line in long strokes, then moving my tongue in circles as I went towards his neck and his shoulder. My hands began to wander under his shirt, and with a very slow and light touch, barely touching his skin, I moved my fingers in very slow circles all over his stomach, moving upward, moving an inch every few seconds, feeling his coarse skin on my fingertips. His eyes were closed, and he gasped and moaned with pleasure, as I watched his head lean back, his body trembled, and his cock was rising from underneath his pants.
“Ooh baby, you’re driving me crazy, I’d never had anyone touch me like this before,” he gasped. My mouth continued to trace the nape of his neck, painting him with up and down strokes across his neck, and I pulled off his shirt to explore his body in an inhibited way.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” I purred. The tips of my fingers didn’t miss a beat, moving around in slow, soft circles, barely touching his skin, and he gasped and moaned so more. My fingers touched his stomach muscles, then wandered in synchronization to his love handles, and he trembled so more. He tried to grab my breasts, but the moment I touched his spot, he was paralyzed by my touched, his head bent back, gasping with the shock and intensity of my touch.
“Baby, you’re torturing me,” he said.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, concerned. Maybe he wasn’t enjoying this…
“Oh no baby, torture me all you want, you’ve those magic hands,” he breathed.
My hands continued to moved upward, in very, very slow gestures, making sure my hands were still very lightly touching his skin. I circled his breast area, and not even reaching for the nipple, he arched backward, onto the seat of the couch, and breathed heavily. Teasing him so more, I purposely avoided his nipple. I moved my fingers higher, teasing him on the area under his collar bone, and again he shivered. He really must have a lot of erogenous zones that even he didn’t know about…
“Look at this, I still have my clothes on,” I teased him with my sultry voice.
“Oh, do you like torturing me this much?” he asked.
“Oh I do, baby, it’s time for me to show you what I’ve got. I have to return the favor,” I purred.
My deft hands began to knead his shoulder muscles, slowly and softly, while my lips kissed his back. “Take off your pants,” I whispered.
He obeyed without missing a beat, and there was his cock, hard as a rock and standing on attention. I rubbed my hand on his head, while through his underwear, and seeing that he should finally be relieved of this madness somewhat, I leaned down and began to lick his left nipple. He jerked in ecstasy, writhing with so much passion, moaning so much while I rubbed his hard dick that he couldn’t help himself.
“Please, I want to be in you,” he pleaded.
“No, not yet, I’m not done with you. I want you to lie face down on the ground.
He obeyed. His arms lying on his side, his head cocked to the side, I rode on his back and dragged my fingers across his back, making him shiver all over again. I explored his arms, the softness of his back, his butt, and down to his legs – all with my tongue. My tongue danced in various circles and flicks across his skin, while moaned and groaned all that while, for what felt like an hour. Playfully, I tickled the crack of his butt with my tongue, and he ended up jerking like crazy (maybe we’ll have to work on that area later on – one moment at a time).
He finally rolled over, and I was astride him. He lifted my shirt over my head and I quickly removed my pants, and while I was still on top of him, I rubbed his hard cock with my pussy while still wearing underwear. He reached over and began to suck my nipples, and I moaned with delight. However turned on I was feeling, he was making it worse! We finally rolled over, he was on top of me, and instinctively he scooted his head towards my legs and began to lick my clit in a frenzy.
What an adrenaline rush! His head bobbing in between my legs, the pressure and adrenaline built up inside of me, as he licked me over and over again, around the area of my clit, then down to my pussy, then up again, in long and short strokes, for what felt like half an hour. The fact that he could breathe down there was just crazy!! He ate pussy like a champ, sucking my swollen clit over and over again, as I writhed on his carpet, moaning my ecstasy away. He finally raised his head and rubbed his cock on my pussy, dipping himself in me to feel my wetness, and his fingers deftly played with my clit as he watched me wriggle on the carpet, feeling the pressure building inside of me. Finally, after all that pressure, something amazing happened – I gushed pussy juice all over his carpet.
He looked at me, stunned. “Wow, baby, that was hot!” he exclaimed.
“Oh my god, it’s been more than 3 years since I’ve done that!” I said, panting heavily.
“Baby, I want to see it again, can you cum on my cock?” he asked.
So as he fingered me again, massaging my clit over and over again with my cum, he had slid the head of his cock inside me while he jerked my clit senseless, over and over again, until I exploded again, feeling the rush of liquid flow out of my pussy and onto his dick, feeling a mini-Niagara falls exploding from me, as I screamed, letting out this wonderful feeling from inside of me. And not only did he do that twice – he repeated this process FIVE TIMES TOTAL – during this particular time.
After the fifth squirt, he stopped and said, “Oh baby, this is turning me on so much, I need to be inside you,” and he pulled me from the floor and went into the bedroom to continue our lovemaking…
EPILOGUE: I apologize for not writing the rest, as I broke contact with him after he started acting weird and wanted to forget he ever existed. Although, here is the summary of this story:
HE MADE ME SQUIRT ELEVEN TIMES THAT NIGHT!!
That's right, you heard me, eleven times...I had never squirted that much in my life EVER...
So I guess I'm a human water fountain, right? :-D
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Sexcapade Files #25: Champion Pussy Eater Part III
As I was sleeping, I felt fingers softly sliding between my legs, rubbing my clit back and forth, momentarily feeling the sticky cum oozing from my pussy, and then sliding up back again to cover that engorged clit of mine, still pulsing from sexual heat. My mind hazy from sleep, I heard myself moan myself awake. I slowly opened my eyes, and his dark eyes stared into mine as I allowed myself to focus on his face, and he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.
“Good morning, I thought it might be a good idea to wake up,” he said. He leaned in, and began to suck my nipple, and the sensations from last night jolted me awake, as I held his head in my arms, his tongue encircling my nipple into a wrinkled submission, then sucking on it more while his fingers still worked on my clit, rubbing faster, making me so wet that I begged him to put his fingers into me. He obliged, shoved a finger into my pussy, and pulsed it in and out of me while I felt my pussy muscles clench around his finger. My moaning became louder and higher, and a few minutes passed before he stopped and let me take a breath, my chest heaving from the excitement.
He quickly didn’t miss a beat, and ended up placing his head in between my legs. The tip of his pointy tongue lapped at my cum, then quickly flicked at my clit. The sensations rose again from my pussy, and the long minutes pass while he continued to eat me, smelling my juices flowing out from me, sucking on that pulsing bud, licking my pussy lips…it was all too much to take. I moaned the minutes away, enjoying every minute of that sexual reverie, until he finally rose and took his very hard cock and dipped it again into my pussy…
“I need to feel your wetness, baby,” he said. His cock slid halfway in and out of my pussy, feeling my juices, then rubbing my clit with his hard cock. Soon, he positioned his arms around me, then began to thrust at an angle, my legs on his shoulders.
The sexual tension building inside of me kept coming and coming that all I could do was scream. The nth time this time where I’ve been hit on my g-spot and it never felt so good! How was it possible that I had only met this guy just yesterday, and now he’s rocking me like I had never been fucked before???!
After we came again, we fell for a few hours, and again did he wake me up from sleep with his fingers in my pussy. However, as he was building me up with a fingering orgasm, suddenly, the phone rang – and unfortunately we were interrupted from our little fuckfest because he had forgotten that he was supposed to be at work by 9 am. Right in the middle of it all, we stopped and quickly got ourselves dressed and out of his place in 10 minutes flat.
However, I must say, that was the most amazing night I had ever had…until the next time I saw him…:-)
“Good morning, I thought it might be a good idea to wake up,” he said. He leaned in, and began to suck my nipple, and the sensations from last night jolted me awake, as I held his head in my arms, his tongue encircling my nipple into a wrinkled submission, then sucking on it more while his fingers still worked on my clit, rubbing faster, making me so wet that I begged him to put his fingers into me. He obliged, shoved a finger into my pussy, and pulsed it in and out of me while I felt my pussy muscles clench around his finger. My moaning became louder and higher, and a few minutes passed before he stopped and let me take a breath, my chest heaving from the excitement.
He quickly didn’t miss a beat, and ended up placing his head in between my legs. The tip of his pointy tongue lapped at my cum, then quickly flicked at my clit. The sensations rose again from my pussy, and the long minutes pass while he continued to eat me, smelling my juices flowing out from me, sucking on that pulsing bud, licking my pussy lips…it was all too much to take. I moaned the minutes away, enjoying every minute of that sexual reverie, until he finally rose and took his very hard cock and dipped it again into my pussy…
“I need to feel your wetness, baby,” he said. His cock slid halfway in and out of my pussy, feeling my juices, then rubbing my clit with his hard cock. Soon, he positioned his arms around me, then began to thrust at an angle, my legs on his shoulders.
The sexual tension building inside of me kept coming and coming that all I could do was scream. The nth time this time where I’ve been hit on my g-spot and it never felt so good! How was it possible that I had only met this guy just yesterday, and now he’s rocking me like I had never been fucked before???!
After we came again, we fell for a few hours, and again did he wake me up from sleep with his fingers in my pussy. However, as he was building me up with a fingering orgasm, suddenly, the phone rang – and unfortunately we were interrupted from our little fuckfest because he had forgotten that he was supposed to be at work by 9 am. Right in the middle of it all, we stopped and quickly got ourselves dressed and out of his place in 10 minutes flat.
However, I must say, that was the most amazing night I had ever had…until the next time I saw him…:-)
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sexcapade Files #24: Champion Pussy-Eater Part II
We arrived at his apartment 25 minutes later. As we entered, he gave me a 10-second tour of his place: “Here’s my living room, kitchen, and here’s the bedroom,” he said, then grabbed my hand, as we rushed into the bedroom, he said, “let’s go!”
A few seconds later, we were grabbing at each other’s clothes, taking them off and tossing them to the side. He leaned over me, and as he pushed me towards the head of the bed, his head went right between my legs, and he said, “I couldn’t wait to do this, you tasted so good in the car,” he whispered. And then came the deluge.
WOW, did he have technique! My mind was savoring the enjoyment of having my pussy licked so delicately and with such skill that my body felt as if it were flying over clouds. The tip of his tongue danced in circles on my clit, then it began to flicker, his saliva mixing with my wetness, and he made me go over the brink over and over, I couldn’t help myself from moaning and screaming in ecstasy. My body couldn’t control itself – my legs convulsed as I came repeatedly, and the longer I came, the harder my legs shook, and then my hips couldn’t stop rocking. I tried to grab onto the comforter, to give myself ground, but it was hopeless – I felt as if I was on a rocket ship, my clit exploding with such power that I felt as if I had succumbed to the wonderful sensations.
He went on, not just for a few minutes, but it seemed like more than 30 minutes had passed as he kept on licking my clit, rubbing the power into me, feeling the sensation as it jolted my body. However, I didn’t know that there was more to come, until he had inserted one finger into me, jabbing that finger into my very wet pussy, as he continued to tease my clit with his very powerful and skillful tongue. I felt like I went to heaven! My whole body convulsed, and as the orgasm kept building up, my eyes shut tight, I felt as if I had fallen off a very high cliff at 80 miles an hour! My pussy kept gyrating to the convulsions, feeling my pussy muscles clamp onto his finger as it pulsed its way from one orgasm to the next.
Soon enough, he stopped and laid down on the bed. Feeling that I should return the favor, I kneeled over his cock and began to suck it. My, it wasn’t bad at all. It was of average length, although I must say that the girth is definitely something a girl would enjoy. It was definitely more than average girth, a little larger than the size of an old half-dollar. His chocolate-brown cock wasn’t shaved (unfortunately), but the hairs felt as if they had been shaved some time ago, but it had grown to a considerable length – definitely not full-grown, but probably about ½ inch long, which isn’t bad, definitely something I could deal with.
I began to play with his head, sucking it a little bit with my tongue. A bit heady from that wonderful pussy play, I felt as if I couldn’t focus – I was drunk with my orgasm! My movements weren’t as focused, but I stuffed his cock into my throat like a champ, then began to play with his shaft, tracing it with my tongue.
Something began to worry me as I sucked his dick. He wouldn’t get hard! What was it about him that wouldn’t? Was it me, or was he just the type who couldn’t really get hard getting sucked? Well, regardless, I still played with him, trying hard not to feel like a complete failure. Although soon enough, I ventured to his balls and began to suck them, and he began to moan. Then, the idea came to mind to play with his prostrate gland – something that I had never done before (or rather, I’ve tried to, but never successfully). My fingers ventured under the area of his balls, and I gently pressed it. His legs quivered, and he moaned.
“What the hell was that?!” he gasped.
“Oh my god, sorry, was that a bad thing?” I pouted.
“No, it wasn’t, it was really different, wow,” he said.
So I gently played with his prostrate a little bit more, pushing a little bit into that area, stroking it with my fingers, and I grew excited watching his legs quiver and convulse, the soles of his feet pressed together as they shook with my touch.
My tongue began to explore further and I licked his chest. Once I got to his nipples, he began to moan so much, I discovered his cock became hard. So he gets hot over getting his nipples sucked! It was pretty hot, sucking his nipples, swirling my hot tongue around the hardening tips, then flicking them with the tip of my tongue. It just made him moan even more…
“I have to take you now!” he said.
I flipped onto my back, and while between my legs, his cock rested on the opening of my pussy. He rubbed the tip of his cock on my clit, dipped it into my pussy for a moment, then pulled out as he rubbed my clit some more. “Are you wet for me, baby?” he asked. “I want to feel your wetness.” He was making me want him so much more.
Soon, he slipped his hard cock into my pussy and started to thrust. His arms balancing his upper torso, and my legs around his waist, I had clear view of his nipples, and while he slid himself in and out of me, I reached up to his nipples and flicked it with my fingers.
“Oh baby, you’re making me even hotter for you,” and he started to pound faster into me.
As I continued to flick his nipples, his thrusting became faster and harder, and soon enough that another Big O came – the adrenaline rush, and the wonderful sensation building up in my pussy was too hard to ignore. He continued until he came – TWICE – then pulled out and immediately went back to eating my pussy.
“You taste so good, baby, like a sweet red wine,” he purred between my legs.
I was in heaven all over again. I have NEVER in my life so far, been eaten out so much before! It was amazing!! It was an orgasm that quickly faded then was rebuilt back again in a different way, as if the adrenaline rush was replaced with an arousing tickling sensation, as he continued on for so many long minutes more…
A while later, he stopped and lay next to me in bed. With his arm around me, we both fell asleep for a while until later on, where he ended up surprising me…
Part III in a few days!!
A few seconds later, we were grabbing at each other’s clothes, taking them off and tossing them to the side. He leaned over me, and as he pushed me towards the head of the bed, his head went right between my legs, and he said, “I couldn’t wait to do this, you tasted so good in the car,” he whispered. And then came the deluge.
WOW, did he have technique! My mind was savoring the enjoyment of having my pussy licked so delicately and with such skill that my body felt as if it were flying over clouds. The tip of his tongue danced in circles on my clit, then it began to flicker, his saliva mixing with my wetness, and he made me go over the brink over and over, I couldn’t help myself from moaning and screaming in ecstasy. My body couldn’t control itself – my legs convulsed as I came repeatedly, and the longer I came, the harder my legs shook, and then my hips couldn’t stop rocking. I tried to grab onto the comforter, to give myself ground, but it was hopeless – I felt as if I was on a rocket ship, my clit exploding with such power that I felt as if I had succumbed to the wonderful sensations.
He went on, not just for a few minutes, but it seemed like more than 30 minutes had passed as he kept on licking my clit, rubbing the power into me, feeling the sensation as it jolted my body. However, I didn’t know that there was more to come, until he had inserted one finger into me, jabbing that finger into my very wet pussy, as he continued to tease my clit with his very powerful and skillful tongue. I felt like I went to heaven! My whole body convulsed, and as the orgasm kept building up, my eyes shut tight, I felt as if I had fallen off a very high cliff at 80 miles an hour! My pussy kept gyrating to the convulsions, feeling my pussy muscles clamp onto his finger as it pulsed its way from one orgasm to the next.
Soon enough, he stopped and laid down on the bed. Feeling that I should return the favor, I kneeled over his cock and began to suck it. My, it wasn’t bad at all. It was of average length, although I must say that the girth is definitely something a girl would enjoy. It was definitely more than average girth, a little larger than the size of an old half-dollar. His chocolate-brown cock wasn’t shaved (unfortunately), but the hairs felt as if they had been shaved some time ago, but it had grown to a considerable length – definitely not full-grown, but probably about ½ inch long, which isn’t bad, definitely something I could deal with.
I began to play with his head, sucking it a little bit with my tongue. A bit heady from that wonderful pussy play, I felt as if I couldn’t focus – I was drunk with my orgasm! My movements weren’t as focused, but I stuffed his cock into my throat like a champ, then began to play with his shaft, tracing it with my tongue.
Something began to worry me as I sucked his dick. He wouldn’t get hard! What was it about him that wouldn’t? Was it me, or was he just the type who couldn’t really get hard getting sucked? Well, regardless, I still played with him, trying hard not to feel like a complete failure. Although soon enough, I ventured to his balls and began to suck them, and he began to moan. Then, the idea came to mind to play with his prostrate gland – something that I had never done before (or rather, I’ve tried to, but never successfully). My fingers ventured under the area of his balls, and I gently pressed it. His legs quivered, and he moaned.
“What the hell was that?!” he gasped.
“Oh my god, sorry, was that a bad thing?” I pouted.
“No, it wasn’t, it was really different, wow,” he said.
So I gently played with his prostrate a little bit more, pushing a little bit into that area, stroking it with my fingers, and I grew excited watching his legs quiver and convulse, the soles of his feet pressed together as they shook with my touch.
My tongue began to explore further and I licked his chest. Once I got to his nipples, he began to moan so much, I discovered his cock became hard. So he gets hot over getting his nipples sucked! It was pretty hot, sucking his nipples, swirling my hot tongue around the hardening tips, then flicking them with the tip of my tongue. It just made him moan even more…
“I have to take you now!” he said.
I flipped onto my back, and while between my legs, his cock rested on the opening of my pussy. He rubbed the tip of his cock on my clit, dipped it into my pussy for a moment, then pulled out as he rubbed my clit some more. “Are you wet for me, baby?” he asked. “I want to feel your wetness.” He was making me want him so much more.
Soon, he slipped his hard cock into my pussy and started to thrust. His arms balancing his upper torso, and my legs around his waist, I had clear view of his nipples, and while he slid himself in and out of me, I reached up to his nipples and flicked it with my fingers.
“Oh baby, you’re making me even hotter for you,” and he started to pound faster into me.
As I continued to flick his nipples, his thrusting became faster and harder, and soon enough that another Big O came – the adrenaline rush, and the wonderful sensation building up in my pussy was too hard to ignore. He continued until he came – TWICE – then pulled out and immediately went back to eating my pussy.
“You taste so good, baby, like a sweet red wine,” he purred between my legs.
I was in heaven all over again. I have NEVER in my life so far, been eaten out so much before! It was amazing!! It was an orgasm that quickly faded then was rebuilt back again in a different way, as if the adrenaline rush was replaced with an arousing tickling sensation, as he continued on for so many long minutes more…
A while later, he stopped and lay next to me in bed. With his arm around me, we both fell asleep for a while until later on, where he ended up surprising me…
Part III in a few days!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Sexcapade Files #23: Champion Pussy-Eater Part I
Have you ever had any spontaneous first dates that you never thought could ever happen? A steamy sexcapade after a casual online fling? What started as a casual online meeting turned out into one of the most romantic and passionate nights I had never expected…and here’s my story.
I had met another guy from another dating site, and he seemed like a pretty decent-looking guy. His picture looked like my type, cute but sexy, suave and sophisticated, seemed like a charmer and a hopeless romantic – he looked like a mix of Brian McKnight mixed in with Usher all at the same time. After a few conversations both in email and online, we agreed to meet up at a local Starbucks this past weekend.
I had expected a very simple first “date” – drinking coffee and staying politely for a few hours, then I would head home and get on for the rest of my day – I thought wrong. The chemistry between us very strong, it seemed as if we were both very attracted to each other. As we talked, we laughed and talked some more, until we realized that we were sitting at a Starbucks for over 4 hours! Since we were enjoying ourselves so much, I suggested that we have dinner, which he agreed. We went to a mall with a pretty decent Margaritaville, and sat in the back area, facing a band who was playing Hootie and the Blowfish and Jimmy Buffett covers.
During the whole time at dinner, he could barely take his eyes off me. I blushed constantly over his words of affection, charming me with his words, his arms holding me, and later on, his lips softly kissed mine. It felt so heavenly, and so right, as we continued to kiss softly during dinner. And I could feel my pants getting wet, as I was getting so hot and horny over this situation.
After dinner and a movie, he ended up dropping me off at the Starbucks where I had left my car. As he kissed me goodnight inside his car, I couldn’t stop kissing him. His lips were so soft and gentle, his tongue slithered in and out of my mouth, and I could feel myself wanting him more and more. I had told him that even though I had wanted to come home with him that night, I had decided not to, since I was trying to not make it a habit of sleeping with my dates on the first date…besides, I didn’t really know him, so I wanted to keep myself safe somewhat. But some part inside me couldn’t let go. He held me in his arms, kissed my lips urgently and passionately, and the temperature rose inside the car. His hands began to explore my body, starting from my arms, to the top of my chest, then he traced fingers down to my breasts, feeling the nipples harden under his touch.
“Come home with me, V, I promise that I’ll take care of you,” he purred in my ear.
“No matter how much I wanted to, I can’t,” I breathed.
He wasn’t convinced. He reached under my shirt and pulled out my left breast, and began to suck it softly, swirling his tongue round and round against my brown nipple, making it hard and wrinkled. My breathing became very heavy, panting for breath, the power was taking over me. He then reached down and unbuttoned my pants, and with his very deft fingers, lightly stroked my clit, firmly but also lightly, with lots of cum, and rubbed me until I was moaning in the front seat of the car. Oh my god, was he amazing!! I was moaning so loud because of his skilled fingers that I never knew a guy that good!!! He continued on rubbing me, rubbing my clit in circles and then back and forth, with his light touch, making my pants soaking with cum. Then, he reached even further and took his index finger and slid it into my pussy, sliding it quickly and I felt like I exploded! He was manipulating my G-spot with one finger, and I convulsed in his car, cumming over and over again, until finally he stopped and said, “I can’t take this anymore, please come home with me.”
And at that point, I couldn’t take it anymore either. “Let’s go to your place, I want you badly. I can’t hold this anymore,” I pleaded.
He smiled and said, “I’m glad you changed your mind. Let’s go!”
And he sped about 70 mph in a 45 mph lane, driving back to his place about 25 minutes away.
Part II coming up soon!
I had met another guy from another dating site, and he seemed like a pretty decent-looking guy. His picture looked like my type, cute but sexy, suave and sophisticated, seemed like a charmer and a hopeless romantic – he looked like a mix of Brian McKnight mixed in with Usher all at the same time. After a few conversations both in email and online, we agreed to meet up at a local Starbucks this past weekend.
I had expected a very simple first “date” – drinking coffee and staying politely for a few hours, then I would head home and get on for the rest of my day – I thought wrong. The chemistry between us very strong, it seemed as if we were both very attracted to each other. As we talked, we laughed and talked some more, until we realized that we were sitting at a Starbucks for over 4 hours! Since we were enjoying ourselves so much, I suggested that we have dinner, which he agreed. We went to a mall with a pretty decent Margaritaville, and sat in the back area, facing a band who was playing Hootie and the Blowfish and Jimmy Buffett covers.
During the whole time at dinner, he could barely take his eyes off me. I blushed constantly over his words of affection, charming me with his words, his arms holding me, and later on, his lips softly kissed mine. It felt so heavenly, and so right, as we continued to kiss softly during dinner. And I could feel my pants getting wet, as I was getting so hot and horny over this situation.
After dinner and a movie, he ended up dropping me off at the Starbucks where I had left my car. As he kissed me goodnight inside his car, I couldn’t stop kissing him. His lips were so soft and gentle, his tongue slithered in and out of my mouth, and I could feel myself wanting him more and more. I had told him that even though I had wanted to come home with him that night, I had decided not to, since I was trying to not make it a habit of sleeping with my dates on the first date…besides, I didn’t really know him, so I wanted to keep myself safe somewhat. But some part inside me couldn’t let go. He held me in his arms, kissed my lips urgently and passionately, and the temperature rose inside the car. His hands began to explore my body, starting from my arms, to the top of my chest, then he traced fingers down to my breasts, feeling the nipples harden under his touch.
“Come home with me, V, I promise that I’ll take care of you,” he purred in my ear.
“No matter how much I wanted to, I can’t,” I breathed.
He wasn’t convinced. He reached under my shirt and pulled out my left breast, and began to suck it softly, swirling his tongue round and round against my brown nipple, making it hard and wrinkled. My breathing became very heavy, panting for breath, the power was taking over me. He then reached down and unbuttoned my pants, and with his very deft fingers, lightly stroked my clit, firmly but also lightly, with lots of cum, and rubbed me until I was moaning in the front seat of the car. Oh my god, was he amazing!! I was moaning so loud because of his skilled fingers that I never knew a guy that good!!! He continued on rubbing me, rubbing my clit in circles and then back and forth, with his light touch, making my pants soaking with cum. Then, he reached even further and took his index finger and slid it into my pussy, sliding it quickly and I felt like I exploded! He was manipulating my G-spot with one finger, and I convulsed in his car, cumming over and over again, until finally he stopped and said, “I can’t take this anymore, please come home with me.”
And at that point, I couldn’t take it anymore either. “Let’s go to your place, I want you badly. I can’t hold this anymore,” I pleaded.
He smiled and said, “I’m glad you changed your mind. Let’s go!”
And he sped about 70 mph in a 45 mph lane, driving back to his place about 25 minutes away.
Part II coming up soon!
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