It makes me laugh when I see people sharing pics with titles that claim “the best ever.” You haven’t had me or my Mister.
It all started with a hug after our first date. We decided to meet at a local coffee shop. He happened to get there before I did and when I saw him two words came to mind, “God Damn.” He’s a handsome and beautiful man. We had a good chat and then we had to go on with our day. When we went for a hug I knew he would squeeze me so I said, “Don’t do it.”
He squeezed just enough and gave that manly groan. That was it. I knew I had to have him. It was then our conversations became dirty and naughty. We had plans. We were going to get a room and do all those things we had talked about. Missouri weather ruined it. Instead of the fucking we had hoped for we went to a burger place and had lunch.
Our third date was when it FINALLY happened. I went to his place on my midday break. He was listening to his music on Pandora. I said, “I totally forgot to ask what it is you listen to and I’m so glad it isn’t country.” He chuckled and said, “I like anything with a good beat.”
He pulled me in close and kissed me. A song came on that’s been etched in my brain ever since. Toes by Glass Animals. When ever I hear this song he comes into my mind. He slowly took my clothes off. Kissing and licking my entire body. With all my clothes off he said, “God you look even better than I had imagined.” I stood there while he explored my body. He had already told me he enjoys having a woman standing naked while he does as he pleases.
He was constantly moving. His hands, his mouth all over my body. He touched parts that caused such pleasure. Did you know the back of your knee can cause intense sensations? I’ve had several orgasm while he’s licked and sucked there. I recommend that to anyone.
He bent me over the couch. He still had all of his clothes on by the way. He just unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. It was bigger than I had hoped for. Perfect length. Perfect width. And it’s all mine. My pussy was so wet and eager for him. He slid deep inside of me and rocked his hips so perfectly. It made me rise up tippy toe and arch my back. He ran his hands up my back and to my shoulders. Gripped there and rammed into me. I was moaning so loudly and rocked back against him. I needed it. I needed him.
He fucked me like that until I was shaking. I couldn’t stand anymore. He laid me down on the couch. He’s still fully clothed by the way. Laid his body on top of mine and slid back inside of me. I almost always have my eyes closed when I have sex. I see shapes and colors. Sometimes bursts of color and lighting. Fireworks really. I saw many fireworks that day. I grabbed the back of his shirt while he pounded into me.
I had several orgasms. He fucked me until I couldn’t take anymore. His shirt had rubbed against my pussy while we fucked and he said he would wear it with pride. And he did. We went to Arby’s and he didn’t change. To anyone else it could have been the remnants of tooth paste, but I knew what it was.