The sex between Kel and I was more sensual and intimate, and actually quite sweet. His version of dirty talk was telling me how pretty I was and how good I tasted, complemented with soft caresses and genuine affection.
We had just gotten dinner and some drinks so we were both a bit tipsy. We were walking back to his apartment and started to get a bit frisky. He pulled my waist closer to him as we walked, slowly moved his hand down to my ass, and started to pull up my skirt just enough that I could have gotten a ticket for public indecency. He knew how to turn me on and my underwear was already soaked in anticipation.
We were still a few blocks away from home, and we were passing by a secluded street. I took the opportunity to pull Kel from the main road into the alleyway. I kissed him deeply and pressed my body up against his. His giant cock was so hard. I couldn’t help myself but graze it through his pants. “I can’t wait to have you stretch me out when we get home.” I whispered to him. “You always fuck me so good.” He smiled and said “I’ve been thinking about this ever since you walked into the restaurant in that tight skirt and low cut shirt.” I really know how to dress to make a guy insatiable. We made out for a few minutes longer, essentially dry humping in this alley before making our way back home again. I needed to get fucked.