No plans are the best plans! We were planning to meet up the next day and had almost finalized that plan when I figured I’d just make a suggestion: “or we could do it tonight.” It was 8:53 pm. He quickly agreed and we both scrambled to get ready and showered. At 9:48 pm we were standing in front of each other in the lobby of my building. We hurried up to my room and bolted the door shut.
He told me to take my shirt off but keep my bra on while he tested out the VR headset he brought. He had wanted me to try it the last time we were together but sex got a bit busy and we forgot. He was really excited to let me try it so we made sure it was the first order of business. “Sit beside me and follow my instructions: hold these, look up and play the game.”, he instructed as he began walking me through the game and taught me the controls. He began to run his hands around my body, paying close attention to my boobs. I felt him move closer, lowering his mouth to my nipple and sucking it with gusto. I don’t know how he thought I could play a game while he played with me but this was a challenge I could definitely take.
The game was some sort of wartime air raid that had me flying a little gunner plane over tropical islands while paratroopers jumped out of other planes. “Holy fuck. This is like the mile high club.”, I mused. “Exactly”, he laughed in agreement. I still had my pants on but I had undone my zipper and he pulled my panties down so his fingers could make their way to my pussy and he discovered how wet I already was. He pulled my pants the rest of the way down with my panties and he began fingering me vigorously. I couldn’t focus on the game but he told me to keep playing or at least keep that plane flying. That was almost impossible but I tried!
His lips were soon on my pussy and he began eating me out. I put one controller down and began tugging on his hair. I was moaning with pleasure and I was done playing. I took the headset off and looked at him with lusty eyes. I leaned down and kissed him heavily, I needed him to know I wanted him. I don’t remember how it exactly happened but his clothes flew off and he said: “I need to be inside you right away.” as he quickly positioned himself over me and drove his dick into my pussy.
But quick isn’t the way to go for us and we slowed down to a nice and relaxed rhythm. “I just want to chill”, he reminded me. Chill was definitely something I could do on a Friday after a long week at work. Long and slow, long and slow, long and slow. I was getting used to his pace.
Long and slow also meant we weren’t as breathless as we usually are and we had more time to talk and think of what else we wanted to do. “Car sex.”, he suggested. “Let’s go down to the car now.”, I chuckled but there was no way in hell we were putting clothes back on to have sex in a cramped car when we were perfectly fine on the bed. We talked about all the places we could have sex in but ended that topic with the realization that we were happy where we were and we weren’t bored with our arrangements yet so why bother?
I remembered how he felt inside me in the car and I shifted my angle to ride him like that again. The skin on the bottom of his shaft rubbed against the floor of my pussy. It’s that itch you can’t scratch and only the right dick can relieve the itch. I could ride him like that forever.
He enjoyed the ride so much that he challenged me to see how long I could go. “An hour.”, I declared as I checked the time on my fitbit. He didn’t seem convinced but I was determined and I set my mind to it. I pushed down on him and began long and slow strokes up and down, forward and backward, slowly building up speed then going really rough before slowing back down and moving to the beat of the acoustic music playing in the background. I lasted the full hour. He was impressed and asked me if I felt like he wasn’t doing enough for me in bed. “Of course not.”, I answered. “I’m fine. I don’t mind you laying back and enjoying the ride. I love riding you.” But I was also spent and needed a break so I got off of him and curled up into his arms and that tight hug he always gives.
He wanted to put in a bit of work himself so he got up and knelt between my legs to fuck me. He started to wonder out loud where he would cum and I told him to do it inside my pussy. “You told me not to. You also told me not to listen to you when you ask me to.”, he protested. I knew I had told him that and I was glad that he remembered but I had also taken a morning after pill after he last came inside me and that meant I couldn’t get pregnant until the next cycle and we were safe.
I think the idea of cumming inside really drives him wild but he also likes delaying his orgasms, he explains that he just wants to stay in my pussy longer so he waits until we’re spent to unload his cum. We kept fucking until the wee hours of the morning, switching between sex and micro naps. I couldn’t get enough of him, I was consumed by the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other, the wetness that pooled between us, the grunts, the moans, the deep breaths, the stolen kisses, the rogue drops of sweat, the look on his face when his orgasms creep up. He fucked me until he came deep inside my pussy. We were both a mess when he was done but I felt great! He completely wiped out any pent up sexual frustrations I had. I was completely satisfied and relaxed like I had just had an incredible deep tissue massage and I was so ready to go to sleep.
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