The Prettiest Woman

I couldn’t believe it, he was about to make me cum. I’d never cum with a man the first time we had sex. I was over-thinking and I almost lost it but he brought me back to reality. He brought one hand up to my neck and squeezed lightly.

“Stop thinking and give me what I want. I want to taste your cum all over my tongue.” he demanded. He lightly blew on my exposed and erect clit before he lapped wildly, sending me over the edge. My orgasm came and it trumped every orgasm that I’d given myself in the last year. My shrieks and moans reverberated through his condo. He didn’t miss a beat, he kept licking, getting exactly what he wanted.

“Oh my god, please stop.” I said pushing his head away, “I’m too sensitive, I can’t take anymore.”

“You can’t take any more of my mouth or are you done for the evening.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. I’ve been thinking about your dick since I felt it on the dance floor. I’m not going to be happy until I get it.”

“Well, I don’t have any complaints about that.” he said standing to his feet. He was still rock hard. “I’ll be right back.”

He headed towards his room and returned in less than a minute with the golden foil packet. I was grateful that he’d thought of it because I wasn’t thinking clearly. He had it on in less than thirty seconds. I leaned back onto the couch and stared at the ceiling, soon he joined me and I was looking directly into his eyes.

He was such a beautiful surprise. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn’t identify. It was an intimate moment and I didn’t want to read too much into it. I kissed him and tasted my sex on his tongue. He began to enter me, slowly working his way inside of me in short shallow strokes until I completely housed him. He stretched me and it hurt a bit but I didn’t mind.

“You okay?” He asked.

“I’m so much better than okay.”

“I’m just making sure.”

“Stop worrying about me and fuck me.”

“You asked for it, remember that.”

He pulled out of me all the way to the tip and pushed deep inside of my walls in one stroke. Every nerve ending on my body felt it; I was close to cumming again already. His dick was hitting that g-spot that I kept hearing so much about.

“Fuck.” I exclaimed.

“You like that?”

“I love it.” I said as my left leg trembled.

He lifted my legs to his shoulders and sat up on his knees while still inside of me. He fucked me slowly and passionately as he kissed the inside of my thigh. He entered me with force, making me feel all of his and sending tiny earthquakes through my body. My head thrashed from side to side. He was controlling my body in a way that I’d never experienced before.

“Give me another.” he said before he delivered five quick strokes. It happened and it shocked me. My pussy clamped and convulsed around his steel rod wrapped in flesh. I was sure that my juices coated him, seeing as though I’d just released a tidal wave. He lost all control after that. He grabbed my other leg and placed it on his forearm and fucked me like a wild animal. He stopped worrying about me and pushed into my body without reservation.

It felt amazing, and I couldn’t believe that I was ready to explode again, my pussy tingled and it needed to release. I was right on time because his strokes became shorter, a vein bulged on the side of his forehead and he bit his bottom lip. Even his fuck faces were sexy to me. Feeling his cock release inside of me was an incredible feeling, I was almost disappointed that he was wearing a condom. I don’t know where my head was; it had to be the liquor and my emotions. I was the queen of safe sex.

After, we cuddled on his couch and he rested his head on my chest. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so relaxed and comfortable. I found myself wishing that I’d met him earlier; we clicked so well. It then hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn’t on a usual date. There wasn’t anything normal about my situation and we were supposed to be having an arrangement. He could sense the tension in my body.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I guess I’m just wondering what happens from here. Will we be meeting up again?”

“I would be happy to see you again, if that’s what you want.”

“I would like that.”

“Great, because I’ve really enjoyed your company this evening.”

I was still a little on edge but our brief conversation helped a bit. At least I knew that he was still interested.

“Will you stay until early morning?” He asked.

“It’s already early morning.”

“I mean until the sun comes up.”