A sense of restlessness set in with every text, the excitement built up, finally someone who was interesting enough to please this sapiosexual energy... genuine conversation, raw real flirting and an urge to meet each other, the same on either side. The energy was synchronised, both in high frequencies.
His love language made me feel special, seen and honored, with every other text, another compliment smooth sailing, the british accent made up for unmatched sensuality, we spoke about dream houses, and weddings, he was a great listener. "You smile with your eyes" "Your eyes are beautiful" he was making me awkward, shy and so flattered.
There were speckles of brown in his eyes, like dust almost, the most unique eyes I had seen in a while, golden with brown spots, he was the right amount of tall, and strong. As I entered the driveway after a midnight conversation turned into a escapade, I felt uneasy, it was a feeling of meeting a stranger, thats who he was.
It was 2:30 am in the morning, an impromptu sprint, a quick shower, a drive and there we were, sitting in his apartment, at 2 seasons, chatting away, talking about our future plans, completely unlinked, clearly evident we won't be in each others lives, we're talking two whole different paths, in worlds across, and yet there seemed to be comfort, kindness, love, and just appreciation for each other. It wasn't a tough decision to stay.
We went to bed at 4:30, he stripped comfortably, he was clean, the bathroom was clean, I was awkward being in his bed, we cuddled, he pushed into me, I said i didn't want to rush things, I told him I wanted to take it slow, he asked if he could kiss me, and there was a long pause... until I finally said "it's not that I am not into you, it's just that I am waiting to get to know you a bit more" he had a lot of self control, he stopped, he just cuddled me tighter.
I suddenly felt comfortable, I turned around, gave him a kiss, first on his cheek, and then, his lips, they felt so soft, it was so supple, slow and sensual, his hands digging into my back holding me tighter, his teeth slowly biting my lower lip, and then my upper lip, my tongue, getting a taste of his lips, we kept going on, none of us wanting to stop, I wanted to kiss him more, the feeling of his lips, his taste, just lingering on, I didn't realize how hot it could get, but I wanted so much more from this point forward.
He was grinding into me, rough, and was holding me tight, I was feeling his arms, so tight, so strong, my hands kept going to his neck, quite long, I wanted to feel all of him, I touched his neck, with my fingers, carassed it, and then bit into his ear lobe, just the right amount and slowly went all the way down to his shoulders, he kept pulling me closer, his moans were turning me on more.
In a second, he pushed me over, got on top of me, put his hands below my waist, and lifted me completely off the bed, held my waist next to his hip, pushing and grinding into me, then he lifted me again, and this time had me sitting on top of him, he held my waist and pushed deep, hard and almost a bit rough, we had our clothes on, but i felt his dick hard, my pantie wet from being turned on. He was constantly moving and moving me around, controlling my body, i was conscious to be so wet, i asked him shyly if it was okay, he put me on top of him, and said get as wet as you possibly can...he changed my shyness to almost a sort of power, he was grinding me hard, you could tell he was enjoying the feeling of it, i wanted more, i wanted to feel him, his tip inside me, i also wanted to taste him, very unusual for me, I went down on him, and it was the most enjoyable blow job I have given in a while, he didn't have any weird taste, no smell, even his pre-cum was didn't taste like anything, i wanted to do more of it, to lick every single part, to roll my tongue over his tip, and then this urge to push him inside me.
I was wet, he was big, so big, it wasn't even going in, I couldn't believe it. My body adjusting to take him in, I was so tight, I loved it. He pushed me around, first I was on top, he let me take control, then turned me around and got on top of me, it was so hot, he bent my legs, and went deeper, all the way in, I didn't even know I could feel this kind of pleasure, he turned me to the side, and rubbed my pussy while thrusting me harder, he was breathing in my ear, everything about that was hot, he rubbed me harder, I felt an orgasm, unlike any other, his longevity was impressive, foreplay and sex. He turned me around on my stomach, made me lie completely on my back, and inserted into me, his whole back was on me, I felt intimacy, pleasure, and such joy at the same time, the way he was controlling me felt like i was seen, he got a bit tired toward the end, he was trying to finish, he pushed me on top, thrusted me faster and harder, I could have cum again.
It was the best sex I have ever had, I don't think I have ever experienced a dominant man before, but the masculine energy, the tension, the control, the pleasure, it's absolutely driving me crazy.
I am not sure if we'll see each other again, but if we do, I think we'll do more kinky things. He's into a couple, and I love that.
will wedgwood ' my london boy ' 25
Good night
x
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