Tonight’s sex started out ordinary enough with 69 and a bit of missionary, positions my boyfriend and I often like to start with to warm me up. So I didn’t expect it to end so damn good, the way it did.
“Do you want to ride me?” he asked, apparently reading my mind, because that’s exactly what I wanted to do.
I climbed on top of him, and he put his dick inside me while we started kissing. For a moment, I barely moved, just enjoying him being inside me. Then I slowly started bobbing up and down, teasing him by holding back.
I know whenever I ride him, he wants to just take over the thrusting and pound me until me eyes roll back, but tonight I told him, “no”.
I marvelled at the look on his face as I sped up the slightest bit more. I was drawing this out, enjoying the pleasure I could read on him. When he looks at me with total lust, I can’t help myself, it’s so hot, I just want to keep seeing that face.