Every evening we are normally on our computers in the office. He is normally gaming while I am blogging, catching up on emails, or writing. (Blogging takes a lot of time!) We're always chit chatting and constantly interrupting the other with hugs, kisses, and sexy comments that turn the other on and disrupt concentration (another reason blogging takes so long).
Last night "the look" came up somehow. He feigned ignorance and I reminded him, "You know, THE LOOK. The one we have when we're having sex sometimes... that look." He couldn't play dumb for long, as the smile broke out across his face. Yes, he's aware of the look.
The look doesn't always make its appearance. Frequently his face his buried in my breasts or in my neck kissing me during sex. My eyes are typically close as I cannot keep them open while I'm orgasming or even close to an orgasm. But sometimes, with an effort... the look happens and when it does, I don't see anything but him.
It starts when we lock eyes. And then it stays. And for some breaths it says. We kiss, and our eyes are open, looking, staring. He is thrusting or I am rocking but the other is stopped, transfixed in time. The mouths are open, but there are no words. Just shallow breathing. Shared air.
The best sex either of us have had in our lives was in January. I came home from work stressed out beyond recognition. I went straight to bed and started crying. He was there with me, holding me to him, letting me wet his shirt in my tears. He held me so very tight that day. He kissed my forehead and my cheeks. He told me he would be there for me, it would work out. It was OK. As I calmed down his kisses started moving closer to my mouth and then down my neck. What followed was the most passionate, moving, and incredible sex I'd ever imagined possible.
The look first made its appearance there. At one point I was riding him in cowgirl and I was moving very slowly. His hands were on my back and I was bent over him. Our eyes were locked for what felt like hours. The emotional state of the room was intoxicating. I remember looking at him and thinking this was the most beautiful, joyous, ardent moment of my life. I never wanted it to end. Then he said, "I want this to last forever."
What followed was so intimate and so beautiful I didn't tweet about it and I won't describe it here. Its ours. Forever.
Every once in a while that look resurfaces. It may be for a few moments, it may just be for a second. The longer we hold it, the more intense the sex becomes. Sometimes he orders me to look at him, or our eyes meet by accident and we both hold it.
The look surfaced last night. It wasn't planned, even though we talked about it. We just looked. And looked. And then he breathed "I love you" to me. I almost started crying - it was so intense, and I was so freaking happy. I managed to say it back, barely. We kissed, lips just touching. Our mouths were open, lips touch, and we shared breath as he fucked me slowly, our eyes still locked. I broke into a smile, and he asked me why I was smiling. My eyes pricked with tears again. I lost my words.
He buried himself in my neck and kissed me and kissed me.
Showing posts with label cowgirl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cowgirl. Show all posts
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Pegging in cowgirl
I normally suggest pegging him more often than we do it. I love to fuck him, I really do. But its his butt, and he doesn't always want to have our big dildo up it. My boyfriend is kind of a size queen. We fuck with the Siren Dildo (see our review here)... its a girthy dildo. But that's what he likes.
So last night, he's wearing a hot pink thong. We're playing video games, and I realize its already getting late. I tell him to pause, he needs a plug. Into the bedroom we went and he was giggling slightly. I pulled out the plug, rinsed it off in warm water, and covered it in lube. I turned around, and he was on the bed on all fours, ass in the air with legs spread. I spanked him for being so eager, he blushed a little but didn't move.
I quickly but gently slid the plug in him. He gasped when it was its widest, and then sighed happily when it was all the way in. Back on went the panties, and he almost pranced back to his computer chair. Fast forward an hour or so, and he comes over to my desk, slightly tugging on the ring at the end of the plug. It was turning him on. I turned him around, moved the string of his thong away, and wiggled it. It He moaned. My bullet vibe was sitting on my desk, and I held it up to the plug turning it on a little bit. His eyes opened in surprise then closed in pleasure. I played with the vibrations more, and his dick started growing into its hardened form. I spanked him again, and sent him back to his desk.
Another hour or so, its very late. I tell him its time, I want to fuck him now. I ask him to try riding me. We've tried once before, but he hadn't been plugged and it was too much to just sit down on to. I pulled on my harness with the dildo ready for him. I lubed it up and laid down, excited. He tried to insert it, but it was too big to just take in. We rearranged, him on his back, me kneeling in front of him.
I slid it into him gently. We looked into each other's eyes as I slide into him, his legs curled over mine. Once in, I pushed slowly in. When I reached as far in as I could, he moaned in contentment. Yes, my size queen he is. I started to fuck him slowly. I got the angle wrong - and it slid out, the head making a sucking noise as it popped out of him. It hurt him a little, I repositioned and got the angle right this time, fucking him slowly. He was jacking off his dick, hard as I slid in and out of him. His legs began to curl up and I ran my hands softly up and down his legs. "Take my dick, oh good take it." His eyes were open, focused on me as slowly fucked him. I was kneeling back on my feet slightly, watching my own hips move back and forth.
He had me swing my lips forward to sit on the bed. I did this carefully, making sure I didn't remove my dildo from his ass. He sat up, moving his body toward me, we kissed with him sitting on my legs. It was close, intimate. He pushed my back and now I was lying down, and he was sitting on me in cowgirl, the dildo in him all the way. His feet were planted on the bed, and I pulled his arm toward me to adjust the angle.
He started bouncing lightly up and down, the look on his face one of surprise and delight. A brand new sensation of riding a dick. A minute passed and he was gripping the footboard helping him to balance. He admitted it was more tiring than he expected. I laughed, and told him to get on his knees rather than his feet. He readjusted, and now was grinding on me, dildo in his ass. I lubed up a hand and started jacking off his dick very slowly.
His face was furrowed in erotic concentration. He couldn't keep his eyes open, they were closed in enjoyment. "Yes my slut," I encouraged him. "Ride that dick, show me how much you like it." He started to ride me faster, and I let his movements jack himself off in my now steady hand. He had to hold onto the bed to keep going, it was intense. He sat upright, supporting himself with his hands on my thighs as he rode . Moans escaped his mouth as he rode me.
He was lost in the moment, and I realized why he loves it when I ride him - what a beautiful site it is, your lover riding your dick, body moving freely, showing you all their pleasure for you to watch, to touch. You can see their whole body moving in pleasure on you. With you in them. My hand is still on his dick, jacking him off at a slow pace.
"You are so beautiful," I quietly say, my awe of this beautiful site showing in my voice. He smiles shyly, and looks at me for the first time in minutes. "You are." I say again. "So sexy on me like this." He is overcome with emotion of the moment and the sensations, and he starts to cum, spurting his warm white cum on my hand and stomach. He spends the final moments grinding on the dildo, all in his ass, gripping the bed to stay upright.
When he gets up, his legs are shaky. Riding me was a lot harder and more physical than he expected, he had no idea it could be so much work. I laugh, loving that he can appreciate it when I tell him how I'm too tired to ride him at times.
We shower, and spend time kissing and hugging each other. I ask what he liked about being called beautiful, and I get more shy, cute smiles. He's truly bashful, and won't explain it. I comment that I wish I had a real dick, so I could better judge where I'm at in him. Having a dildo as your dick feels limiting, I'd rather feel it while I'm fucking him. The thought of me with a dick makes him bite his lip and almost shiver with excitement. He loves the idea, he can't imagine how wonderful it would be.
So last night, he's wearing a hot pink thong. We're playing video games, and I realize its already getting late. I tell him to pause, he needs a plug. Into the bedroom we went and he was giggling slightly. I pulled out the plug, rinsed it off in warm water, and covered it in lube. I turned around, and he was on the bed on all fours, ass in the air with legs spread. I spanked him for being so eager, he blushed a little but didn't move.
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| Pink plug in his butt |
Another hour or so, its very late. I tell him its time, I want to fuck him now. I ask him to try riding me. We've tried once before, but he hadn't been plugged and it was too much to just sit down on to. I pulled on my harness with the dildo ready for him. I lubed it up and laid down, excited. He tried to insert it, but it was too big to just take in. We rearranged, him on his back, me kneeling in front of him.
I slid it into him gently. We looked into each other's eyes as I slide into him, his legs curled over mine. Once in, I pushed slowly in. When I reached as far in as I could, he moaned in contentment. Yes, my size queen he is. I started to fuck him slowly. I got the angle wrong - and it slid out, the head making a sucking noise as it popped out of him. It hurt him a little, I repositioned and got the angle right this time, fucking him slowly. He was jacking off his dick, hard as I slid in and out of him. His legs began to curl up and I ran my hands softly up and down his legs. "Take my dick, oh good take it." His eyes were open, focused on me as slowly fucked him. I was kneeling back on my feet slightly, watching my own hips move back and forth.
He had me swing my lips forward to sit on the bed. I did this carefully, making sure I didn't remove my dildo from his ass. He sat up, moving his body toward me, we kissed with him sitting on my legs. It was close, intimate. He pushed my back and now I was lying down, and he was sitting on me in cowgirl, the dildo in him all the way. His feet were planted on the bed, and I pulled his arm toward me to adjust the angle.
He started bouncing lightly up and down, the look on his face one of surprise and delight. A brand new sensation of riding a dick. A minute passed and he was gripping the footboard helping him to balance. He admitted it was more tiring than he expected. I laughed, and told him to get on his knees rather than his feet. He readjusted, and now was grinding on me, dildo in his ass. I lubed up a hand and started jacking off his dick very slowly.
His face was furrowed in erotic concentration. He couldn't keep his eyes open, they were closed in enjoyment. "Yes my slut," I encouraged him. "Ride that dick, show me how much you like it." He started to ride me faster, and I let his movements jack himself off in my now steady hand. He had to hold onto the bed to keep going, it was intense. He sat upright, supporting himself with his hands on my thighs as he rode . Moans escaped his mouth as he rode me.
He was lost in the moment, and I realized why he loves it when I ride him - what a beautiful site it is, your lover riding your dick, body moving freely, showing you all their pleasure for you to watch, to touch. You can see their whole body moving in pleasure on you. With you in them. My hand is still on his dick, jacking him off at a slow pace.
"You are so beautiful," I quietly say, my awe of this beautiful site showing in my voice. He smiles shyly, and looks at me for the first time in minutes. "You are." I say again. "So sexy on me like this." He is overcome with emotion of the moment and the sensations, and he starts to cum, spurting his warm white cum on my hand and stomach. He spends the final moments grinding on the dildo, all in his ass, gripping the bed to stay upright.
When he gets up, his legs are shaky. Riding me was a lot harder and more physical than he expected, he had no idea it could be so much work. I laugh, loving that he can appreciate it when I tell him how I'm too tired to ride him at times.
Formspring Friday: Problems orgasming during sex
Q. Hello... I have trouble having an orgasm through having sex, and oral. I use vibrators a lot in my spare time and wondered if there was a way I could get my orgasms back through having sex... any suggestions?
First things first - if you don't cum through penetrative sex, you are 100% normal and this is WAY more common than being able to cum from penis-in-vagina sex. Most women will never cum from vaginal penetration alone. (Are you listening - male partners of the world?) So if its not happening, don't be surprised and don't feel bad! Be honest if you can't cum this way - your partner needs to know how to make you cum. You know your body best, so be straightforward. There's nothing wrong with a little tutorial in giving a good handjob or how to use a vibrator on you. There's no reason why you can't have an orgasm with a partner, but its up to you to communicate what works for you.
From the last part of your question it sounds like you used to cum through vaginal penetration, but are unable to do so now. You do cum through vibration - I'm assuming on your clit or a combo of vaginal/clit stimulation. So you know how to make yourself cum - now its getting you to cum with a partner, preferably while having penetrative sex with your partner. Perhaps you need to add some clitoral stimulation to sex. This can be done with fingers or sex toys.
Positions: If you're in missionary, he can reach down and place a hand to help grind against you. You can use a cock ring with a vibrating bullet to stimulate you while he thrusts or grinds. You can also use a larger toy like a bullet vibe, finger vibe, or handheld vibe to hit the right spot. You can reach your own hand down to masturbate yourself while he's fucking you. Your partner can also shift their position on you so he/she is higher up on your pelvis and could possibly grind against your clit (this works wonders on me, personally).
One of the best positions is cowgirl, where you sit on top and ride him. You control the angle and the amount of penetration. This is the best position to get your clit involved - or have a toy positioned to ride against it. You can also try doggy style with a cock ring flipped around and aimed at your clit. Your partner can reach around you to manually rub your clit while you're being fucked.
Now let's talk about oral sex. Not everyone can cum from oral sex. (If this surprises you, that's OK!) Oral sex is highly sensual and arousing - but it may not offer enough stimulation to cum from it. Maybe your partner just needs some tips - and that's ok. Here are a couple of links that give some great advice. First, my personal favorite (and the best advice I've ever seen on the subject) and then some tips from the blogging world from real-life people, and another, more basic approach.
Some women require stronger, more direct stimulation on their clit in order to cum. My advice then: try adding some fingers to the mix to stimulate your clit or vagina or both. Use a vibrator or dildo in your vagina while your partner goes down on you. Its your body and you'll know what's getting you there or not. If you still can't orgasm - they enjoy it still! It will still be wonderful and incredible and highly erotic. When you want to orgasm, have your partner switch to a toy or technique that will get you there.
So what if none of this works - then incorporate your current toys that do work and show your partner how to use them. Explore, try things out, talk, work together on it. After all, practice makes perfect.
Want to ask me a question? Just head to formspring.me/billikesscifi and ask anything you want. Really. Anything. Try me. I'll answer the following Friday.
First things first - if you don't cum through penetrative sex, you are 100% normal and this is WAY more common than being able to cum from penis-in-vagina sex. Most women will never cum from vaginal penetration alone. (Are you listening - male partners of the world?) So if its not happening, don't be surprised and don't feel bad! Be honest if you can't cum this way - your partner needs to know how to make you cum. You know your body best, so be straightforward. There's nothing wrong with a little tutorial in giving a good handjob or how to use a vibrator on you. There's no reason why you can't have an orgasm with a partner, but its up to you to communicate what works for you.
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| This position + toy on your clit would be good to try |
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| Clit + dick = awesome |
One of the best positions is cowgirl, where you sit on top and ride him. You control the angle and the amount of penetration. This is the best position to get your clit involved - or have a toy positioned to ride against it. You can also try doggy style with a cock ring flipped around and aimed at your clit. Your partner can reach around you to manually rub your clit while you're being fucked.
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| Great way to please you both! |
Now let's talk about oral sex. Not everyone can cum from oral sex. (If this surprises you, that's OK!) Oral sex is highly sensual and arousing - but it may not offer enough stimulation to cum from it. Maybe your partner just needs some tips - and that's ok. Here are a couple of links that give some great advice. First, my personal favorite (and the best advice I've ever seen on the subject) and then some tips from the blogging world from real-life people, and another, more basic approach.
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| Eye contact - wonderful. |
So what if none of this works - then incorporate your current toys that do work and show your partner how to use them. Explore, try things out, talk, work together on it. After all, practice makes perfect.
Want to ask me a question? Just head to formspring.me/billikesscifi and ask anything you want. Really. Anything. Try me. I'll answer the following Friday.
Monday, March 5, 2012
The best little sex-toy invention
If you've been following my tweets for a while, you know that I love my bullet vibe. Seriously, I love this thing. It is my most favorite, treasured toy. I bought my first one years ago at Babeland in one of their NYC stores. It was my very first toy purchase.
Unfortunately, it received very little use in the following few years. My partner at the time was scared of toys (I practically had to drag him kicking and screaming into the store - how in the world did I think it would improve from there?). In fact, the sex pretty much sucked all around... it didn't last.
I used the toy for masturbation play. Normally, I'm fine with my fingers, but this toy is perfect for giving me orgasms on another level. Another fucking level of orgasm, people! Since the BF and I started our sexual relationship last summer, the bullet vibe has made regular appearances in our sex life. In the nights where normal sex does not occur (aka, penis-in-vagina), the bullet vibe is there about 40-50% of the time. Why? Because I fucking love it so much.
My favorite way to play with this toy is where I control the bullet placement, and he controls the scale of vibration. Its like a sexy tug of war - if I think I'm getting to close and I don't want to cum, I pull the vibe away from my clit and place it elsewhere, but if he doesn't want me to cum yet, he keeps teasing me with that vibration level, making the pattern change and bringing me to the edge without really bringing me to orgasm.
This toy doesn't just stay on my clit, although its certainly my favorite spot to keep it. I start with it on the top of my clit, all the way up at the base where it starts to rise out of my body. I let the vibrations move through my clit, feeling how it changes based on where the vibe is placed. I like to hold the bullet so its rounded tip (where the vibrations are focused) is on my clit. I like to move it down to my vaginal entrance, slipping it just slightly inside and letting the vibrations thrill me. Running it up from clit to vagina is heaven. My favorite spot to place this when I'm ready to cum is just after my clit, so its vibrating my clit in the most sensitive spot and the U-spot. I just hold it there, not moving, letting the vibrations torture and tease me. This is normally the position where it sends me over the edge to an incredible, fantastic orgasm.
I usually rate my orgasms as good - great - awesome. This vibe is guaranteed to hit the awesome level and beyond every single time. Awesome means the build-up is long, titillating, and worth the journey in itself (almost). But when that orgasm hits, my eyes are shut, my fists are clenched, my toes are curled, and my body acts completely independent of my mind. I'm almost sitting up and then arching my back and forcing hips into the air. My legs are struggling to stay open, fighting with my mind to stay open for more orgasms. The screamer in me is silenced, as all sound and thinking is blocked for the 5-10 seconds while I'm lost to the world. The whole house could crash around me and I wouldn't notice it at all.
Then all of a sudden the world clicks back into view, but my body is still jolting, crashing, thrashing, and every other violent motion that happens when your mind is blown and you're lost to the moment. The screamer in me is released and I'm screaming, screaming as loud as I need to. I don't hold back. The screaming usually lasts another 5-10 seconds, starting out at my loudest volume then falling slowly. At the end I'd say I'm no longer screaming, just moaning incredibly loudly.
Normally about the time my screaming is falling from the peak, the BF is taking control of the vibe and forcing it on my incredibly sensitive clit, bring more orgasms, and my screams start rising again and again.
Another way we've used this toy is slipping it inside me while the BF and I have sex. His penis pushes it far in, pushing it up near my cervix. He gets the benefit of having the vibe on the head of his penis and I can feel it on my G-spot and throughout my vagina, especially on high.
We've also used this for cowgirl position, where I grind away on it and he feels it at the base of his penis. He always handles the vibration controls, and I handle the placement. I can come again and again this way.
I've also given the BF a handjob with this toy, holding it in my hand as I stroke his cock. The sensation of the hard metal against his cock, along with the different levels of vibrations brought something new to the table. As the giver, its certainly not the easiest to do, but for variety and playing, its fun... oh, and his orgasm was incredibly after a lot of teasing with the vibration sensations.
So my dear pervy geeky readers, what do you take away from all of this? Simple: A bullet vibe is a cheap (read: inexpensive) sex toy with guaranteed pleasures. Its also what I would recommend as an excellent first sex toy. It has a lot of uses, isn't hard to use or handle, and it allows for a lot of exploration and discovery, whether alone or on your own.
Unfortunately, it received very little use in the following few years. My partner at the time was scared of toys (I practically had to drag him kicking and screaming into the store - how in the world did I think it would improve from there?). In fact, the sex pretty much sucked all around... it didn't last.
I used the toy for masturbation play. Normally, I'm fine with my fingers, but this toy is perfect for giving me orgasms on another level. Another fucking level of orgasm, people! Since the BF and I started our sexual relationship last summer, the bullet vibe has made regular appearances in our sex life. In the nights where normal sex does not occur (aka, penis-in-vagina), the bullet vibe is there about 40-50% of the time. Why? Because I fucking love it so much.
My favorite way to play with this toy is where I control the bullet placement, and he controls the scale of vibration. Its like a sexy tug of war - if I think I'm getting to close and I don't want to cum, I pull the vibe away from my clit and place it elsewhere, but if he doesn't want me to cum yet, he keeps teasing me with that vibration level, making the pattern change and bringing me to the edge without really bringing me to orgasm.
This toy doesn't just stay on my clit, although its certainly my favorite spot to keep it. I start with it on the top of my clit, all the way up at the base where it starts to rise out of my body. I let the vibrations move through my clit, feeling how it changes based on where the vibe is placed. I like to hold the bullet so its rounded tip (where the vibrations are focused) is on my clit. I like to move it down to my vaginal entrance, slipping it just slightly inside and letting the vibrations thrill me. Running it up from clit to vagina is heaven. My favorite spot to place this when I'm ready to cum is just after my clit, so its vibrating my clit in the most sensitive spot and the U-spot. I just hold it there, not moving, letting the vibrations torture and tease me. This is normally the position where it sends me over the edge to an incredible, fantastic orgasm.
I usually rate my orgasms as good - great - awesome. This vibe is guaranteed to hit the awesome level and beyond every single time. Awesome means the build-up is long, titillating, and worth the journey in itself (almost). But when that orgasm hits, my eyes are shut, my fists are clenched, my toes are curled, and my body acts completely independent of my mind. I'm almost sitting up and then arching my back and forcing hips into the air. My legs are struggling to stay open, fighting with my mind to stay open for more orgasms. The screamer in me is silenced, as all sound and thinking is blocked for the 5-10 seconds while I'm lost to the world. The whole house could crash around me and I wouldn't notice it at all.
Then all of a sudden the world clicks back into view, but my body is still jolting, crashing, thrashing, and every other violent motion that happens when your mind is blown and you're lost to the moment. The screamer in me is released and I'm screaming, screaming as loud as I need to. I don't hold back. The screaming usually lasts another 5-10 seconds, starting out at my loudest volume then falling slowly. At the end I'd say I'm no longer screaming, just moaning incredibly loudly.
Normally about the time my screaming is falling from the peak, the BF is taking control of the vibe and forcing it on my incredibly sensitive clit, bring more orgasms, and my screams start rising again and again.
Another way we've used this toy is slipping it inside me while the BF and I have sex. His penis pushes it far in, pushing it up near my cervix. He gets the benefit of having the vibe on the head of his penis and I can feel it on my G-spot and throughout my vagina, especially on high.
We've also used this for cowgirl position, where I grind away on it and he feels it at the base of his penis. He always handles the vibration controls, and I handle the placement. I can come again and again this way.
I've also given the BF a handjob with this toy, holding it in my hand as I stroke his cock. The sensation of the hard metal against his cock, along with the different levels of vibrations brought something new to the table. As the giver, its certainly not the easiest to do, but for variety and playing, its fun... oh, and his orgasm was incredibly after a lot of teasing with the vibration sensations.
So my dear pervy geeky readers, what do you take away from all of this? Simple: A bullet vibe is a cheap (read: inexpensive) sex toy with guaranteed pleasures. Its also what I would recommend as an excellent first sex toy. It has a lot of uses, isn't hard to use or handle, and it allows for a lot of exploration and discovery, whether alone or on your own.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
The first night Pt2
Kissing, hands everywhere. I wanted him on top first, so there he
was. He was nervous about the size of his dick and my inexperience, I
was confident. It was only going to get better. I was ready. Now I don't
remember what he did or the exact details, but I do remember that I had
my first vaginal orgasm - my first 8 vaginal orgasms, before he came.
We cuddled, holding each other, laying together. It was sometime near morning, the night was fading to day. I was about to drift asleep when he started kissing me again, and he told me it was my turn to get on top.
I hated cowgirl. It never felt very good, I couldn't cum during it, I didn't know how to move... I'd had terrible experiences. I fretted, and voiced my concerns. He was confident, he knew I could cum this way, he was shocked I never had before. His confidence became mine... he used his hands to show me how to move, how to rock my hips, bounce my ass, play with his cock. It was long and if I sat all the way up it made me moan as it pushed against my cervix. It felt so, so good. Did I cum? Yes, a couple of times.
We cuddled some more, it was morning now. We teased and kissed, but didn't leave the bed. I think about an hour passed, and we had sex again. I came more and more. We learned about each other's bodies, what we liked. My whole world changed - sex was finally fun, exciting, extremely pleasurable.
I don't remember the rest of the details. I remember more cuddling, more sex, never sleeping. We drifted out of the room at about 5p for food - finally. We'd spent all day in bed, fucking, making out, cuddling, talking.
It was a good first night.
We cuddled, holding each other, laying together. It was sometime near morning, the night was fading to day. I was about to drift asleep when he started kissing me again, and he told me it was my turn to get on top.
I hated cowgirl. It never felt very good, I couldn't cum during it, I didn't know how to move... I'd had terrible experiences. I fretted, and voiced my concerns. He was confident, he knew I could cum this way, he was shocked I never had before. His confidence became mine... he used his hands to show me how to move, how to rock my hips, bounce my ass, play with his cock. It was long and if I sat all the way up it made me moan as it pushed against my cervix. It felt so, so good. Did I cum? Yes, a couple of times.
We cuddled some more, it was morning now. We teased and kissed, but didn't leave the bed. I think about an hour passed, and we had sex again. I came more and more. We learned about each other's bodies, what we liked. My whole world changed - sex was finally fun, exciting, extremely pleasurable.
I don't remember the rest of the details. I remember more cuddling, more sex, never sleeping. We drifted out of the room at about 5p for food - finally. We'd spent all day in bed, fucking, making out, cuddling, talking.
It was a good first night.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
The first night Pt1
Was I nervous? Not really. We had skyped - and by skyped I mean masturbated to each other, gotten each other off, seen each other naked... heck I even let him watch me shower a couple of times. So what was left? Touching each other, and that did not make me nervous. I was so excited.
He was nervous. He didn't tell me then, but he told me months down the road he was very, very nervous. He took a bus to come see me, and it was a 12 hour bus ride before I met him. I got the bus station early and his bus was late. The parking lot was scary and I'm pretty sure I witnessed either a drug deal or a car get stolen. I tried not to look because I didn't want to get shot. (Hey, it could happen).
So we texted, trying to get some sense of where he was. I told him I was nervous waiting alone, I wanted him there with me. But I was almost giddy excited, too. He replied back I would be fine, and that I better be horny too. I couldn't help but laugh. Silly boy - I hadn't touched myself in 3 or 4 days and I was on a sugar high waiting for him. Horny was not a concern in any means.
Nature called, so I moved from the parking lot to the bus station to wait. For being almost midnight people were everywhere. Finally he said they were pulling in, and I started looking among the sea of people streaming in through doors. And then I saw him. It doesn't matter how many hours we spent on skype, he looked different in 3D. Suddenly I got very shy... me in my new summer dress, showing more skin than I normally do.
I waved, and he found me in the crowd and walked up to me. We both gave a look at the floor, and I asked if he had everything (he did) and we started toward the parking lot. We walked outside, looking away from each other. What was I supposed to do? I hadn't been on a "first date" in... well, never. No, I've never had an official first date (that's another story). Suddenly I was a little panicked. I had no idea how to act or what to say... and then he grabbed for my hand. It was warm, and strong, and held mine so tightly and securely. I turned and looked at him, and he was smiling at me.
Suddenly I was warm but it wasn't from his hand. I knew we would be OK. We had made no official plans for what the night would bring, we would just let things happen. The walk to the car ended, and soon we were sitting in the front seat, and I reached for his hand again. It felt good to have him there. I turned the car on, chilled from the cool evening. When I turned to look at him, his free hand was on my face, pulling me by the base of my neck in for our first kiss. There was no shyness here, his mouth overwhelmed me. Everything was bigger and stronger than what I had experienced - his tongue was everywhere, and our lips fought for control. When we pulled away, I smiled shyly and he gave me a grin.
We had a several hour drive ahead of us, but it felt like thirty minutes. There was some talking, some periods of shyness, but eventually his hands wandered to my bare legs, pushing up my dress, and then they were on my shoulders, my neck, in my hair, my arms, fingers sliding down the front of my dress, tweaking a nipple, cupping my breasts. I had to tell him to stop, it was too distracting.
We made it to my apartment, it was sometime after 3a, but I wasn't tired at all. Inside, bag and purse were dropped and we were kissing again. It was new, yet completely familiar, completely normal. Like I'd gone a long time without water, but was remembering how good it tasted again. I pulled him toward the bathroom, turned on the shower, and pulled off my dress. Off came his shirt, my bra, his pants, my underwear, his underwear. More kissing.
We moved into the shower, washing away the travel of the day. We couldn't keep our mouths or hands off each other. Hands wandered, and I touched his cock for the first time. It felt incredibly good in my hand. He ran two hands down my body, from my breasts to my pussy. His fingers ran past my clit straight to my vagina. Two fingers slipped in, no problem (which for me was another first). He finger fucked me, and I braced myself against the wall of the shower as his vigorous strokes made me gasp for air.
I pulled his hand out, knelt in front of him, and sucked his cock into his mouth. I knew this was something he wanted. None of his exes had ever liked giving head, some had flat-out refused. I love sucking cock... but that's another entry for another day. The hot water was running down his back, and I could feel it running down his legs as I ran my hands up and down his legs and butt. I sucked him hard and deep. I gagged myself on his cock over and over... and then I threw up on his feet. (True story). I wiped my mouth off, and went back to sucking him off... His cock was so much longer than I was used to, I didn't know how to handle it. I ended up vomiting two more times, but I didn't stop, and he didn't stop me. The shower kept running... and soon the water was not hot but warm, and I sucked and licked away. His legs trembled, and the water ran cool. I sucked as hard as I could, when the water finally became cold we turned off the water.
He hadn't cum yet. I wasn't sure what was missing, that was the longest BJ I'd ever given. not two seconds after the water was off, he pulled me up, kissed my cheek, and told me not to feel bad - he had never cum from a BJ before. (Challenge: accepted). I rinsed my mouth, and we barely dried off, and ran to the bedroom.
He was nervous. He didn't tell me then, but he told me months down the road he was very, very nervous. He took a bus to come see me, and it was a 12 hour bus ride before I met him. I got the bus station early and his bus was late. The parking lot was scary and I'm pretty sure I witnessed either a drug deal or a car get stolen. I tried not to look because I didn't want to get shot. (Hey, it could happen).
So we texted, trying to get some sense of where he was. I told him I was nervous waiting alone, I wanted him there with me. But I was almost giddy excited, too. He replied back I would be fine, and that I better be horny too. I couldn't help but laugh. Silly boy - I hadn't touched myself in 3 or 4 days and I was on a sugar high waiting for him. Horny was not a concern in any means.
Nature called, so I moved from the parking lot to the bus station to wait. For being almost midnight people were everywhere. Finally he said they were pulling in, and I started looking among the sea of people streaming in through doors. And then I saw him. It doesn't matter how many hours we spent on skype, he looked different in 3D. Suddenly I got very shy... me in my new summer dress, showing more skin than I normally do.
I waved, and he found me in the crowd and walked up to me. We both gave a look at the floor, and I asked if he had everything (he did) and we started toward the parking lot. We walked outside, looking away from each other. What was I supposed to do? I hadn't been on a "first date" in... well, never. No, I've never had an official first date (that's another story). Suddenly I was a little panicked. I had no idea how to act or what to say... and then he grabbed for my hand. It was warm, and strong, and held mine so tightly and securely. I turned and looked at him, and he was smiling at me.
Suddenly I was warm but it wasn't from his hand. I knew we would be OK. We had made no official plans for what the night would bring, we would just let things happen. The walk to the car ended, and soon we were sitting in the front seat, and I reached for his hand again. It felt good to have him there. I turned the car on, chilled from the cool evening. When I turned to look at him, his free hand was on my face, pulling me by the base of my neck in for our first kiss. There was no shyness here, his mouth overwhelmed me. Everything was bigger and stronger than what I had experienced - his tongue was everywhere, and our lips fought for control. When we pulled away, I smiled shyly and he gave me a grin.
We had a several hour drive ahead of us, but it felt like thirty minutes. There was some talking, some periods of shyness, but eventually his hands wandered to my bare legs, pushing up my dress, and then they were on my shoulders, my neck, in my hair, my arms, fingers sliding down the front of my dress, tweaking a nipple, cupping my breasts. I had to tell him to stop, it was too distracting.
We made it to my apartment, it was sometime after 3a, but I wasn't tired at all. Inside, bag and purse were dropped and we were kissing again. It was new, yet completely familiar, completely normal. Like I'd gone a long time without water, but was remembering how good it tasted again. I pulled him toward the bathroom, turned on the shower, and pulled off my dress. Off came his shirt, my bra, his pants, my underwear, his underwear. More kissing.
We moved into the shower, washing away the travel of the day. We couldn't keep our mouths or hands off each other. Hands wandered, and I touched his cock for the first time. It felt incredibly good in my hand. He ran two hands down my body, from my breasts to my pussy. His fingers ran past my clit straight to my vagina. Two fingers slipped in, no problem (which for me was another first). He finger fucked me, and I braced myself against the wall of the shower as his vigorous strokes made me gasp for air.
I pulled his hand out, knelt in front of him, and sucked his cock into his mouth. I knew this was something he wanted. None of his exes had ever liked giving head, some had flat-out refused. I love sucking cock... but that's another entry for another day. The hot water was running down his back, and I could feel it running down his legs as I ran my hands up and down his legs and butt. I sucked him hard and deep. I gagged myself on his cock over and over... and then I threw up on his feet. (True story). I wiped my mouth off, and went back to sucking him off... His cock was so much longer than I was used to, I didn't know how to handle it. I ended up vomiting two more times, but I didn't stop, and he didn't stop me. The shower kept running... and soon the water was not hot but warm, and I sucked and licked away. His legs trembled, and the water ran cool. I sucked as hard as I could, when the water finally became cold we turned off the water.
He hadn't cum yet. I wasn't sure what was missing, that was the longest BJ I'd ever given. not two seconds after the water was off, he pulled me up, kissed my cheek, and told me not to feel bad - he had never cum from a BJ before. (Challenge: accepted). I rinsed my mouth, and we barely dried off, and ran to the bedroom.
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