Hey. This is the story of one night with my hot summer fling when he gave me *exactly* what I was looking for. For context, we met on a dating app and had just started hooking up. I was nineteen at the time, with long blonde hair and a nice, curvy ass. He was twenty-two with the slim, muscular build of a rock climber. He had blonde hair, sexy abs, and light blue eyes that made me melt looking into them. And time and time again, he fucked me like I had never been fucked before.
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Earlier in the night we’d had passionate, sweaty, hair-pulling, neck-gripping sex. Afterwards, in the heat of each other’s bodies, we lay and talked. He traced shapes around my chest while I let my long nails lazily graze his abs and run up and down his sides. We shared music we knew we’d both like and talked and laughed about nothing in particular. Bare the whole time. After a while our lips found each other again. He held my face with one hand and pulled me closer with the other.
“Lay on your stomach, I want to give you a massage.”
I smiled, bit my lip, and turned to lay down, stretching my arms out in front of me. He pressed his hands on either side of my spine, moving firmly from the base all the way to the top of my neck. Then he dragged the tips of his fingers lightly down my back, sending shivers all through me. He climbed on top of me so that he could apply direct pressure as he continued massaging my upper body. He took time to work his way down each arm, and as he extended to reach my hands, I could feel his body pressing nearer to mine, and soon his hot breath made my neck tingle. He kissed my neck down to my shoulder. A rush of excitement surged through me; I was in ecstasy.
“You’re so sexy.” He whispered hot and close in my ear.
I tried to turn over to kiss him, but he pushed me back into the bed.
“Oh, I’m not nearly done with you yet. I haven’t even gotten to your lower body.” He smirked.
Excitement rushed through me again and I had to bite my lip to suppress the grin breaking on my face. I could feel myself getting wet. He got off from on top of me and moved to the end of the bed. He started with my calves, pressing in circles. He rubbed my feet, paying attention to pull on each and every one of my toes. He took his time. Then, slowly, he ran his hands from my ankles to my ass, slowly crossing my claves and pressing into my thighs. I sighed with pleasure. He began kneading my ass with the heels of his hands, gripping my waist and pressing his thumbs into the small of my back. He pushed and pulled on my ass so that my cheeks spread and my pussy shifted teasingly into the bed. I started to breathe faster and my clit throbbed with anticipation.
Then he lifted my legs one at a time and moved them apart. I was absolutely dripping wet, oozing with the desire to have him inside me. Slowly he slipped his hand in between my legs and squeezed my inner thighs. He leaned down to kiss the top of my ass and I could feel him getting closer and closer to my eager cunt. The tips of his fingers pressed into my warm, soaking pussy.
“You’re so wet.”
He slid his hand up to touch my clit. My whole body tingled. then he pushed his finger inside of me, one at first and then another. A moan of pleasure escaped me and I couldn’t take it any longer.
“I want you inside of me,” I breathed.
Quickly he flipped me over and began to kiss me deeply. He moved to lay on top of me and brushed my hair out of my face.
“We’ve been fucking how I like to fuck. Tell me, how would you like to be fucked?” The question alone filled me with desire.
“Slow and sensual, like you mean it.”
He put his strong arms on either side of my head, kissed me long and slow, then stared intensely into my eyes with his piercing, breath-taking blue gaze as he slowly pushed his cock into me.
“You are so beautiful.”
He didn’t break eye contact as we made slow, sweet, intimate love. He filled me with pleasure as he fucked me, deliberately, taking his time, like he meant it. He kissed my lips and up and down my neck, he showered me with compliments. He made my fantasies a reality.
I’ll never forget it.
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We hung out a lot that summer. We eventually moved away from each other, he moved on and we stopped talking, but I’ll always remember the time we spent together and the amazing, hot sex we had. I have many more stories like this one, so let me know if you’d like to hear more.
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