C. and I met again a couple of times after our first meeting. The spirit was the same : “Are you free? Wanna fool around?” In between, we talked very friendly and discussed how we were eager to get to the next time. She offered me to join her home one morning when she wasn’t working. I loved the idea and took a day off.
I woke up early, showered, put on a nice shirt and took the one hour drive to the other side of the border where she lived. Around 8:30 am I found her little house sandwiched between two other buildings and checked my phone. The front door was unlocked. There was no one in sight. Kind of an eerie feeling, coming into an unknown, empty house. I called, looked around and climbed the stairs to a narrow corridor. I saw a dim light peeking through an opened door and smiled as I entered the small dark bedroom. We were just under the roof. The window was sealed tight, the only lighting came from a little bedlamp on the nightstand. She was waiting for me, lying on her back, one hand resting under her blond hair, completely naked and smiling like a purring kitten. I loved that moment. It was 8 in the morning on a weekday, people were at work, I was feeling fresh and spry from the shower and coffee, and that woman was lying naked in front of me, longing for me to join and fuck her.
We exchanged a kiss and I started to unbutton my shirt. Without a word, she grabbed a tube on the nightstand and threw it at me. Lotion. She stirred with a sly smile on her lips. My clothes dropped on the floor and I proceeded to rub every inch of her, front and back, fondling her breasts, round butt and thick thighs. My fingers might have got a little lost on the way. She was breathing a little deeper already. Her skin was smooth and now had a vanilla scent. I could see an open drawer in the nightstand containing sextoys, including a VERY large dick-shaped dildo. (No, we didn’t use it : we were too busy with each other.)
Going into details would be pointless. We fucked the whole morning, never left the bedroom, and stopped around noon : she had to go to work! She used her oral skills to my greatest delight once more, sucking me to the finishing line again. I loved the way she slowly released me off her mouth, taking her time, her lips wrapped around my still throbbing cock, my eyes still rolled back from the rush I felt. She came with two of my fingers deep inside her, my lips sucking her neck and tits until she was left shivering in ecstasy on the wrinkled sheets. She rode me cowgirl style, my hands clenching her hips. We took a little break to recharge and made small talk ; I can’t remember the subject but the conversation went a little more serious at some point, I can’t recall what it was about, but I remember how she ended it :
– Now, I want you to come back here and fuck me doggystyle.
She looked dead serious as she spoke those words. She probably should have say please but I guess I just can’t say no. I rolled over there with another condom and grabbed her hips. I was soon thrusting faster inside her, giving her ass the mandatory little spanking (the spice of a good doggy time for many people).
Unfortunately, the clock was ticking. All good things must come to an end at some point. We just have to make the best of it. I ended that morning thrusting between her legs in an intense missionary fuck. Missionary is underrated by people who watch too much porn. You’re close, you’re deep, body against body, legs around your waist, hands pulling you closer, mouth buried in her neck. You got the sight, you got the contact, you got the scent. We were both breathing fast and I started feeling the familiar pins and needles in my crotch. I screamed in pleasure and came for the last time with a deep groan, my dick oversensitive with the several previous ejaculations, blood rushing to my head. I must have cum around five times that morning. Oh the joy of being under 30…
I could smell her on my fingers for the whole drive home.
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