A Pleasant Surprise [F]

Since moving in together, my boyfriend and I have had an agreement that while in private, we both consent to all sexual acts by default, and if either of us isn’t in the mood, we could always say no before it gets too far. We had hoped that this would lead to more surprise intimate occasions, but neither of us had taken the other up on the offer yet.

Until today.

I was just coming out of the shower, a towel wrapped around my body, when my boyfriend appeared from around the corner, his trademark crooked grin on his face. He had evidently been waiting for me to finish.

He took his right hand out from behind his back, and to my surprise, he had a magic wand, charged up and ready.

Oh, so that was the secret package he kept hidden from me yesterday, I thought.

The next moment, my mind was filled with completely different thoughts. With a gentle but swift motion, he flipped up the towel covering my body and touched the tip of the vibrator to my clitoris.

With a rush, my body instantly responded. I could feel my body warming up, blood rushing to all the erogenous zones around my body, my vagina wetter by the second.

He pressed the wand a little more tightly against me, and within moments, all the strength was gone from my knees. I began to collapse, legs too weak to stay standing, but he caught me on my way down and laid me gently on the carpeted floor. Somehow, he managed to keep the vibrator in contact with me the entire time.

Now on the floor, he used two fingers of his left hand to gently spread my labia. He inserted the tip of his index finger into my vagina, rubbing around the opening. Knowing well what turned me on the most, he did not rush to probe deeper, building up the anticipation.

The feeling of his finger inside me and the tickling pleasure of the vibrator resting on my clitoris became overwhelming, and I instinctively tried to bring my legs together. He, however, denied me this, and parted my legs completely using his elbows.

Spread naked with him kneeling between my legs, I was now defenseless against this assault of pleasure. I let out a quiet, whimpering moan, trying to keep it in, but knowing there were more to come.

Not satisfied with merely holding the vibrator to my clitoris, he began moving it around in little circular motions, hitting all my most sensitive parts.

At the same time, he scooted down, and with his gentle mouth, gave me a light kiss on the inside of my thigh. The tickling and warm feeling made me exuberant, and I moaned even louder with pleasure.

I yearned for more, and he complied without me having to speak a word, a connection seeming to have formed between us telling each other exactly what to do.

Soon, his mouth ended up near my labia, and he tilted up the magic wand to make room so that his tongue could take the place occupied by his finger before. Meanwhile, his hand reached up and fondled with my breasts.

He probed deeper, and the soft, warm feeling of his tongue combined with the trembling joy from the vibrator finally pushed me over the edge.

With a cry of pure happiness, warmth seemingly exploded from my sensitive regions, spreading throughout my body, sending shivers to all of my extremities. Trembling and shaking with pleasure, I’m almost certain that some fluid gushed out of me, but he didn’t mind at all.

I wasn’t done, and neither was he.

He turned off the vibrator and set it aside. I sat up and helped him as he struggled to take his shorts off while staying on the floor. He wasn’t wearing underwear.

I reached out, just as I knew he wanted me to, and grabbed hold of his penis. He was rock hard already.

Holding on to the shaft with one hand and fondling his testes with the other, I brought myself closer and wrapped my lips around the tip. He let out a moan.

Keeping light suction with my mouth, I began moving my hand and mouth up and down along the impressive length of his penis.

He was sitting on the floor now, leaning back, with me kneeling between his legs like he had been with me before. I was barely able to look up while doing this, but I could tell his eyes were rolling back a bit in pleasure.

I kept this up for a while, varying the motions, coaxing moan after moan out of his mouth. It was one kind of enjoyment to be pleasured, but another and wholly equal one to be giving pleasure to the one you love most.

Soon, though, we both wanted more.

I let go with my mouth and leaned back once more, while he got back on his knees as well.

Keeping one hand holding onto his manhood, I guided him towards my vagina. However, he wasn’t as hasty. He took hold of his penis too, using it to rub up and down the opening.

With each movement, the suspense built up, until I couldn’t take it anymore, and took matters into my own hands, sliding the shaft inside of me.

I could feel his girth literally stretching me, though not uncomfortably so. We are well-matched in size.

With a groan, he began thrusting, slow and steady at first, but each push more forceful than the last. It felt like I was being filled up inside, as if I was a puzzle piece, connected to my perfect match.

Keeping the movement in a steady rhythm, he leaned down, and we exchanged a kiss, then another, longer one, then another, finally melding into place together in a moment of bliss.

He didn’t finish so quickly, though. Wanting to draw out the moment without lowering the intensity, he swung my legs up over his shoulders and pounded down on me with a renewed vigor. Deeper, harder, faster.

I clenched my muscles to wrap tighter around him.

He was just the right size to touch my cervix at the deepest part of a stroke. While some women hate sex involving the cervix, I love the extra stimulation as long as there was no hard impact to cause me any pain.

Meanwhile, his hands massaged my breasts and clitoris, overloading me with sensations. I could hardly control my moans of pleasure to a reasonable volume, and neither could he.

He kept at it, alternating now and then between deep, long thrusts with shallow, quick ones. This variation brought a new element of excitement into the act.

Before I knew it, I was on the edge of orgasm again, but I held back as much as I could, waiting for him.

With a grunt, he pulled almost completely out of me, and then back in again, his deepest thrust yet. He twitched inside me, having reached his climax, finally pushing me over the edge.

Moaning each other’s names at the top of our lungs, uncontrollable thrill exploded within both of us. I could feel the heat of his cum pooling up deep inside me as I pulsated and spasmed, muscles clenching and unclenching around his penis in waves of excitement.

We kept our bodies fused together while the orgasms worked their course, then held still for a while longer, letting the sensation linger.

Eventually, though, it was time to get up, and we pulled each other up with smiles of absolute bliss on our faces.

I was a bit sore, and the cleanup won’t be fun, but it’s always worth it. Every time.

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