Jesse and I had plans that day to go out to see Avengers and have dinner. We got as far as dinner but when we got to the box office sunday evening and saw just how many families with children under the age of 13 were attending the same movie as we would be, we bailed.
“What do you want to do instead?” I asked while he was driving me around in his car.
“Why don’t we go back to my place?”
“Fine by me.”
The familiar scent of his apartment filled my nostrils as I walked through the door. I was really beginning to like being there. I felt safe and comfortable within the confines of his apartment.
He tidied up a bit, not expecting to have a guest. I sat on the couch and we talked while he did so.
“Would you like a drink?” I smiled and nodded. I’m always in the mood for a drink between friends. We sat on his couch and sipped the beverages we had made after both taking shots.
The apartment was cool. The television wasn’t on. Nor was any music. It was silent save for the sound of the air conditioner’s hum and the sound of our conversation carrying on.
For hours we talked about past girls, guys and everything in between. We talked about social constructs within society, and expectations of women and their bodies with society. I was happily fed with engaging conversation. Jesse remarked how wonderful it was to be able to talk to a women wasn’t shallow. I suppose his previous girlfriends didn’t bring much depth to a conversation.
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The television is on. A punchline for a joke and canned laughter follows. The noise is so far away though. I am focused on tracing the line of Jesse’s thighs down to his calves while I’m nestled against him. His arms are across my chest holding me close to him. Tilting my head up and backward, I kiss his cheek and he kisses mine back. I continue the kisses and eventually turn my body around to face him on the couch. I wanted to see his blueish grey eyes staring back at me through thick black plastic glasses.
His hands were immediately at my sides, pulling my body as close into his as he could.
Our kisses melted away from sweet and soft to firmer and deeper. His hands were pulling at my hips and mine were at his shoulders pressing him closer.
I was getting annoyed by the clinking our glasses kept making as we were kissing. I took mine and his off and set them down on the floor.
“Let’s go to the bed.” Jesse said.
“No.” I replied playfully, pushing him further into the couch.
“Well, okay then.” He was pleased.
His back was sinking into the sofa cushions. I delicately propped his neck up, kissed and breathed a trail from his collar bones to his ear lobes. I was satisfied by the sighs and twitches he was already making. My soft lips danced across his lobe and finally I whispered,
“Tonight, you will be my good boy.”
I felt him quiver. He sighed, “Yes Ma’am.”
I got up and held out my hand for him to get up from the couch too. I pulled him closer, so his chest was against my back. He wrapped his arms around my body. Immediately he’s tilted his head to kiss my neck. I grab his hands and start running them down my body.
He catches on quick and responds by tracing a line from my shoulders, to breasts and outward onto my hips. I roll my hips backward against his pelvis.
We’re both sighing. We’re both leaning and We’re both pulling. Aching hands and aching hearts and aching lips.
I pull him into the bedroom. Kisses were stolen by both him and I. I pull off his shirt to reveal his neck and shoulders. His hands wrap around me, as we kiss, me up on propped toes. He’s pulling me into him, pressing me into him with such fervor it’s almost as if he’d hope I’d sink in. And just for a second, we’d really be together as one.
Leading him over to the bed, I sat him down. Kissed his lips and cheeks down to his jaw line and then his neck.
“Wait here. Don’t touch anything…” I whispered into his ear.
I walked out to the living room and turned on some music. Something slow, and ambient with a thick bass and a sweet voice.
Hungrily, I went back to Jesse. Laying on his back now, in nothing but his boxers.
I started from the top. Running hot breath and soft lips across his lips, his neck, his shoulders, his stomach, his sides, his thighs and hips. Purposefully avoiding the area around his cock.
I licked and kissed my way back down from his hips the base of his cock. I let him feel the heat of my mouth and the forming moisture from my breath on the fabric of his shorts.
His body twitched and shook and he cried out with soft little moans.
I made my way back up his body. Making sure to softly kiss and caress every inch of the space between his cock and his lips.
I sigh down his neck and his twitches and moans. My lips find the skin on his neck and he’s brought his hands to my body.
“I want to be a good boy for you”
“Do you?”
“…yes…I am under your spell…” between sighs and moans. My mouth buried in his neck.
Bringing my mouth to his ear, “Praise me. Tell me how I’ve pleased you in the past. What you loved.”
He was short of breath. Scatterbrained even.
“…I love the way you kiss me……and the way you make me moan….I….and the way…and the way you ride me….”
He was trailing off and the pauses between became too long. I moved back up from the skin on his chest I was working on to whisper again in his ear.
“The more you keep talking the closer my lips get to your cock.”
“I don’t know what else to say…”
“Then I guess none for you then.”
I started to pull away.
“No…I love the way you suck my cock….the way the first time I couldn’t tell the difference between your lips and your tongue they were so soft….I love your breasts and how I’m so torn between asking you to take off your bra because I want to see them or keeping it on because I love how they look in that bra….”
I took his ear lobe into my mouth and nibbled. “Now there’s a good boy.”
I kiss down his body. Paying extra attention to his neck and chest.
“I want to leave my mark. Something for you to remember when you get dressed in the morning. When you look in the mirror. I want you to remember this night together.”
“Okay….” He sighed.
“This might hurt just a bit”
My teeth and tongue found flesh, I pulled his pale, soft skin into my mouth and sucked and nibbled hard. He gasped and squirmed. Finally, I released and gently kissed the area. Then moved my way downward.
Finally, softly I pull his now extremely erect dick out of the fabric of his boxers.
“Oh, Miss, you make me so hard.”
I look up and him and smirk, delicately, I begin to lick his balls. His body shivers and shakes as I move my lips and tongue up the length of him. When I get to the tip, I let my tongue dance around the edges until I’m satisfied I’ve licked every inch of it before putting him into my mouth.
His hips buck a bit at the sudden warm moist climate change. He’s thicker than I’m used to so I give my throat a chance to get relax.
My tongue swirls around the top and down the shaft as a slip all of him inside of my mouth. My nose touches pelvis and I’m still trying to go deeper.
Finally, Jesse pulls me off of him.
We kiss and I push him back onto the bed. By now, I’m dripping wet and no longer wearing panties.
I straddle him. Placing his firm cock in between the wet folds of my pussy, teasing him. His hands are at my sides as I gyrate my hips around him. I grab them and pin both Jesse’s hands to the wall for leverage while I rub my wet pussy all over his erection.
Our bodies found a rhythm between kisses. I had pinned his hands to the wall above his head as I rolled my hips and gyrated against his cock. He moaned and sighed and commented on how wet and warm I was and I watched him happily. After some time he arched his back up, closed his eyes and whispered, “I’m going to come”
I moved to try and take him in my mouth before he finished, but he was too quick. His warm juices spilled out over his hips and stomach and I hungrily licked them off of him.
We collapsed naked into each other. Both of us panting and sweaty. I nestled my head into his shoulder happily.
I love riding like this to music. I’ll put my hands on your chest, digging my nails in and roll and grind my hips until you feel my muscles tighten as I come while you’re inside of me.
Last week I made plans to see Jesse on Tuesday, which then changed to Wednesday.
As much as I was sad that Jesse wouldn’t be able to come out and play Tuesday, I have to admit that I was grateful for the opportunity it presented for D and I. He and I had smoked and decided to take a shower together.
The shower was amazing. It was warm and we had music going.
D was playing fast, clubby remixes of pop songs. It was the best of both worlds for my mind. Not only did I have the fun beats of the clubby remix parts, I also knew the words to most of the songs already.
We allowed for each other to wash off. But the thing about me having any sort of drug or alcohol in my system is that it makes me want to move my body to music.
So I started dancing around D in the shower. I wasn’t touching him at first. We laughed and I then turned around and hugged him and kissed him. That didn’t last too long though, because I went straight to work on dancing on him. His body was slick and smooth. At first it was just him hugging me and me shaking my hips, but then I got more and more into it. I started rotating and rolling my hips to the music against D.
Soon, I noticed a change in his body movements. He wrapped his arms around my sides and pulled my ass up against him so he could feel the motion of my hips as his fell into rhythm with mine.
I felt him get harder and harder as I ran my plump ass around his pelvic area. After ten or so minutes of us dancing and singing, D turned me around, bent me over and pushed himself into me. No foreplay, nothing he just wanted to be inside of me.
I felt my body adjust itself to allow him to fit inside of me. I propped myself up on my tip toes as high as I could. He grabbed my hips and began pumping his erect cock deeper into me.
Not wanting him to come inside of me just yet, I motioned for him to slow down. I twisted my back around the best I could to look D in the face. He smiled and bent down to kiss me slowly sliding himself out of me.
“Please, can I suck your dick? I really like doing it!” I asked him.
“Yes.”
D allowed me to get comfortable. I folded my legs so I was sitting on my calves. Firmly, I placed my hands on the sides of his toned thighs. I started working him slowly and mainly with just my tongue. I could feel him become more aroused by the minute as he began to slowly rock his hips toward my mouth.
I relaxed my throat and let him inside of me. At that moment, I couldn’t help but think, “I want to suck his dick like a porn star and ride him like I’m on camera.”
And at that moment, I was filled with so much confidence. I felt like I was going to be the reason he came tonight and he was never going to forget it.
I was perched in a perfect position for him to be fucking my face. With a quick tug, I pulled D’s thighs toward me. He got the message real quick.
I felt his hand reach down and crumple some of my dark, wet hair into his hand. I looked up while he was fucking my face. This was great.
But after about ten minutes, it seemed like D was ready to please me. He gingerly helped me up from my seated position. I wasn’t wearing my glasses or contacts, so shower sex can be hard for the express reason that I can’t see.
Our shower/bath combo is large. Not one of those rectangular tubs, but a huge oval shaped one.
D positioned himself sitting on the floor of the tub. He then moved my leg to rest on one of the higher soap shelves and placed the other leg on the other side of his body. My pussy was spread open right above his waiting mouth.
D went to work straight away. He quickly found my clitoris and began licking and sucking on it until I was dripping.
I was moaning and growling his name.
While licking my pussy, D slipped two fingers inside of me. I arched my back in absolute pleasure. My hands instinctively found their way into his mass of dreads and pulled his face closer into my cunt.
This only made him work his tongue faster and push his fingers deeper inside of me.
I responded by riding his face. I was screaming at this point. I’m surprised the neighbors haven’t called security on us yet.
Neither of us came. We left the shower to relocate ourselves into our california king size bed. Now, I’m not sure if I’ve told you how much I love my bed, but let me just explain.
We own a four poster, iron framed bed complete with iron headboard. If I wanted to, I could be tied to each post and then my mister would be able to utilize the headboard as leverage if he so pleased.
But tonight, it was me who would be pleased to use the headboard as leverage. Slowly, I lowered myself down on D’s dick. As I became comfortable with him inside me, he sighed and pushed himself deeper.
I began slowly, just rotating my hips. I wanted him to feel my warmth and wetness before we started. I lifted my thighs and ass so that he was slowly pulling out of me. When I could feel just the tip of his cock inside of me, I’d come down on him hard and he’d close his eyes and sigh with pleasure. I repeated this until he was thrusting himself into my body. He wanted it more. He wanted it faster. He wanted it harder.
And being the girl that loves to please, I gave it to him.
I began to grind down on him with more force. My pace quickened and so did his.
I grabbed the headboard, arched my back so my head was leaned all the way backward. My hair cascaded down my shoulders. Holding onto the headboard gave me all the leverage I needed. I was riding D like a girl who just got a new pony. I fucked him as hard as I could that night.
“I’m going to come.” He moaned.
I pulled myself off of him and placed my lips back on his dick. I let my hands milk his warm cum down my throat. I swallowed, then licked up any other mess my pussy had made on his penis.
Finally finished, I lazily nuzzled by naked body into the crook of his arm.
He pulled the blankets up and over our bodies and we fell asleep tangled in each other’s arms.
Just let me do all the work right now. I’m giving you a break from all that thrusting. Just let me work your cock slowly and sensually. You can take over when you’re ready again.
Wow
This is why sex on a comfy bed is teh best.
So delicious!
I really like being on top, it’s easier to look into the other person’s eyes, and kiss them.
(Source: dash-mais-18)
