Charlotte (33) and I (34) had both been in unhappy long term relationships. We met on a dating website and almost immediately hit it off. It was amazing how much we had in common! Our conversations ranged from our personal histories to nerdy subjects. We talked a lot and for long periods of time.
During these conversations, a growing subtext of curiosity and lust built between us. Admittedly because I think both of us were starving for connection and honestly…
…to get fucked.
Conversations that were innocuous often became sultry. We started to talk about our favorite positions, acts, wild things we’d done in the past. Several times the topic of seeing each other naked came up. We would tease each other, getting hot and heavy before backing off and saying we should wait to meet up and not rush things. It became harder and harder to focus at work…
After realizing we were very likely to fuck at the first sight of each other, we made a plan. We wanted to know each and not rush into sex; by now, we’d become invested and didn’t want to mess up a promising relationship.
This plan was to meet at my place and immediately go out so we could talk first. I think we both knew that the plan was flawed from the start.
When she arrived, and walked in the door, we both knew what was next. She walked right up to me with a sheepish yet eager grin and we kissed gloriously for a few minutes. The first kiss was a great sign. We moved around each other, our kisses firm and warm. Our hands were already moving over each other’s unfamiliar contours, until we reined ourselves in and tried to slow down.
We sat down on the couch and talked for a few minutes, drinking in each other’s faces and voices, but as soon as there was a pause….we were on top of each other instantly.
Oh no, our careful plan to avoid this failed… ;)
I remember the deep hunger in her kiss, which I returned with my own. My hands felt her waist and moved down her dress, her hands around my back and my neck. Everything else fell away.
As we made out, my hands worked under her dress to feel her thighs….I still remember the heat, the feeling of warmth as my hand rode up between her legs and finally arrived at her panties. We rubbed each other through our clothes, her feeling my hard cock straining in my jeans, me feeling her soaked pussy through her panties.
We paused for a moment and I asked if we should go upstairs. The answer was a heated yes.
We rushed upstairs and to the bedroom, our hands barely leaving each other along the way. We kissed at the side of my bed and we hastily tore our clothes off. Making out the entire time, pausing long enough for my shirt and her dress to come off.
That moment when she laid back and had nothing on still sticks with me. Seeing her body in all her glory. Every inch of her was something I wanted to explore and know. I’d like to say this moment felt like it went on forever, that we admired each other’s naked bodies, but no….
We were on each other the moment the clothes were out of the way. I gripped her tightly as we made out, hot and heavy knowing what was next without even having to say a word. My cock was throbbing, aching to be inside her, to know what it felt like. While our minds were swimming with our desires being realized, my cock slid over her pussy, spreading her open and rubbing against her clit. The moans were intoxicating, the feeling of heat and slickness equally so.
My mouth moved from hers down to her nipples. I again tried to take things slow, but we had built this up so much that I succumbed to my lust. I sucked and gently tugged on them, paying attention to her reactions, wanting to know what she liked and enjoyed. I still remember being surprised with how absolutely firm her breasts were, so full and the perfect size for my hands and mouth. Her nipples were perky and cute and hard to the touch with my mouth teasing them.
Then, after we had felt each other enough to know we were comfortable, I lifted her legs slightly, and pressed my cock against her pussy. I’d like to say I slowly slid in, but we both wanted this so badly that that didn’t happen. I pushed deeply into her, and it felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. It felt like we were made for each other, I could feel every single inch of her gripping my cock. The groan from us both at that moment was one of a collective release. A question answered. We knew what each other felt like and we wanted more….
We fucked deeply but slowly, my pelvis grinding against her clit as my cock filled her up. We made out as best we could, but the sensations were so powerful that we found ourselves lost in them. We fucked like this for a while, enjoying each thrust deeply, each moment our chests rubbed, each time our tongues locked in lust, each time I paused and sucked on her nipples. Every single moment felt incredible….
Despite the overwhelming lust for each other, my own nerves got in the way. While inside her splendid pussy, I could feel my cock getting soft. When that happens it tends to be a self-feeding doubt that leads to me losing my hardon. Sure enough, that happened here. How would she react?
She noticed it was happening and paused. But something wonderful happened — we talked about it briefly and she reassured me. We laid there for a few minutes, gently rubbing each other, kissing and talking. The safety of that moment, the fact that we both knew this could happen and that it could be temporary, meant we could just enjoy the brief pause.
The moment didn’t last long; I regained my confidence and lust won out again. While we laid there and talked, she gently handled my cock and I rubbed her pussy. It didn’t take long til I was hard as hell and ready to continue.
Once she felt that, and I felt her soaked pussy ready for me once again, we resumed our raucous fucking.
She grabbed my low back and I grabbed her ass and lifted her slightly. My cock slid against the roof of her pussy. We wrapped around each other unleashing what felt like years of lust and desire. I could hear her moans getting faster and more intense. We moved in perfect tune with everything focused on this very moment. The sounds of pleasure, the intoxicating grip of her pussy, her hands, her ass, her amazing tits moving with each thrust, the look of concentration and focus in her face. It didn’t take long, with all the build up before this and how in sync we were the moment she walked in, til she let out faster and louder moans. I kept the pace she showed me she needed, and those moans eventually climaxed in her yelling out “oh my god” as she came.
The feeling at that moment….was incredible. Not only were we obviously compatible, but for being our first time having sex, there was zero awkwardness. We knew what each other needed and wanted. She let out that yell and I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping and squeezing my cock with each pulse of sensation. I nearly came at that moment. The waves of pleasure hitting her subsided and we kept going. My hand behind her neck, kissing and taking in all of her release.
In our past conversations we talked about how a first with most people is a little awkward as we’re figuring the other person out. In this case, there was none of that.
Despite having just cum, she and I kept going at it. We both knew we wanted more. This had been the thing we were looking for, and we were greedy…
We stayed intertwined, our skin touching wherever possible while I slowly thrusted and we both just absorbed the sensations and kissed. Each time I pushed into her it was like the first and my mind swimmed. Each time I pulled back, her whole body strained against it. Both of us wanted to stay in this purely sexual moment.
I could tell after we did this for a while that my lust and excitement was winning over my desire to prolong this. Well before this night, in one of our many conversations that went extremely personal and sexual, we talked about where she liked men to cum.
She said she preferred they cum inside her, and I still remember at that time…when she said that…I immediately found my hand on my cock, slowly stroking to the thought of doing just that with her.
We also talked about condoms very early on, and it was agreed that we didn’t need or want one. And here we were, at that very moment. I could tell I had two choices, and after the time we’d spent enjoying each other’s bodies deeply, there really was just the one. She told me she was very satisfied and I must have asked the question with my eyes, because she told me, “your turn” with a lustful flush face.
I am glad she did, because I could feel the pressure building. My cock felt hot, thick and I could tell I was going to explode. My whole body started tightening as we slowly fucked. Every ounce of me was ready to unload months of lust, and for weeks of hunger for her. After all the conversations, the closeness we built up, the pictures, and the waiting….I finally let go and came deeply inside her.
All the tension left me as I yelled out. Every muscle in my body tightened as the orgasm took hold. I felt every single pulse of my cock unloading cum inside her. My cock is hard this very moment as I write this. I could feel my balls tighten as I unloaded over and over. My arms tightened around her and she held me close, continuing to thrust against me, taking every bit of what I had. Finally my body relaxed…
As the rush and ecstasy of orgasm slowly wore off, we just laid there, our bodies wasted. We continued faint attempts to continue thrusting and making out before stopping finally. With a final kiss and admiration of our collective conquest, I pulled out. My cock was softer but still fully aroused, slick with both of our orgasms. Shortly after pulling out, my cum started to leak out of her so we got up and cleaned ourselves up.
All the while knowing that as soon as our bodies were ready, we wanted to continue. Our lust was insatiable, and we could finally unleash it as much as we wanted…
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