Mr. First-Time

After the encounter from "Sparks, But No Fire", I decided that I needed a man that was a little older and knew what he wanted.  I emailed "Don" from the "keeper list" of replies to my ad.  He had been really polite and sweet in his response.  After a few emails, he had given me real contact information and a link to the website for his employer, where I could see him in the photos matching what he had sent me.  He seemed legit, so I let my guard down a little.  I called him from my cellphone directly instead of using my Google Voice number.  We had a short, but nice conversation, and set up a date for that Friday evening.

We met at a local Chili's, the plan being to have a couple of drinks and see where the evening leads.  He was a few years older than his email had implied, but not old enough to be my dad or anything.  He took good care of himself, he was thin with a shaved head and tanned skin.  He was about my height, but probably 40 pounds lighter than me.  He was really high energy, but not like on drugs or anything, just a guy that was super picky about what he ate and exercised regularly.  I'm the same way, but I'm a bit more laid back, this guy was a serious go-getter in life. We sat there and drank and talked for two and a half hours.  I must be a great conversationalist when someone wants in my pants.   We left the restaurant and went for a walk around the shopping center.  Everything but the bars were closed, so it was nice and quiet.  I decided that he was worth sleeping with, so as we walked, I suggested that we get a room.  He wasn't familiar with the area, so being the technology enhanced vixen that I am, I quickly found a nice Hampton Inn using Google Maps on my phone.

We picked up a six pack of Bud Light Lime and checked into our room.  It was a nice enough room, very clean, with some living room furniture and a king sized bed.  I went to the bathroom, and when I returned he had opened a couple of beers and put them on the nightstand.  I took off my sandals and sat down on the bed in my dress.  We drank a little beer and started looking at each other lustfully.  He took off his shirt, revealing a tuft of greying chest hair, which I promptly ran my fingers through.  I wanted to smell him, taste him, feel him with every inch of my being.  He smelled of testosterone and a hint of perspiration, it was a very muggy night, and the AC in the room was a bit spastic.  Our lips met, his breath, hot and smelling lightly of lime-flavored beer washed over me.  It's amazing what arouses the senses in the heat of the moment, as it was like the sweetest air I had ever breathed.  Our tongues darted back and forth, then slowed into a long stroking of tongue by tongue, with a bit of me suckling his tongue gently.  He kissed my cheek, working his way down my face and neck, planting kisses along my chest and collar bones.  As we kissed, his hand was rubbing the inside of my thigh, pushing my dress further and further up.  Reaching my moistening groin, he cupped my vulva, rubbing my clitoris through my silky panties.  I arched my back and he pulled my panties off of me, tossing them on the floor.  I slipped my dress off over my head and tossed it in the same direction.  As he sucked and nibbled on my nipples, he fingered me gently, alternating between rubbing my clit and slowly stroking his finger in and out of my cunt.  My hands raced back and forth over his back, holding him close to me.

Eventually, I had a free hand, and I slid it up his shorts to find that he was wearing no underwear.  I lightly kneaded his semi-erect penis and it quickly sprang to life.  He shed the shorts and positioned himself on the bed so that he was laying on his side, lapping away at my slit, suckling at my vulva, up and down.  When he found my clit with this technique, I gasped in shock it was so amazing, so overwhelming that I was panting.  I asked him breathily "Did they do a good job?" and he quickly replied "Oh, yeah, baby, wonderful" and went back to gnashing at my slash.  I leaned my head over and kissed the head of his cock.  He was neatly shaved and nicely medium sized, just long enough to bottom me out.  My surgeon could only really work with what I had, which wasn't much, so I'm not that deep, and somewhat tight.  I thought, this will fit nicely, and sucked in his entire length.  I bobbed my head a few times and then started kissing up and down the underside of his shaft.  Licking and then lightly blowing, and then kissing every inch of his manhood.  I fingered his perineum as I sucked on his balls, lightly pulling each one into my mouth, licking it and gently pulling with my lips and then letting it go, alternating back and forth between them.  All the while, he ate every inch of my pussy and tongued my little brown starfish too.  I took his cock into my mouth again, wrapping my lips around it's base, flicking my tongue against the underside as I bobbed slowly.

After who knows how long, he switched himself around, pulled my hips down, and scooped my legs up.  He eased into me slowly, softly, until he filled me all the way up.  "Oh baby, you're so tight."  "Is that a good thing"  "Oh yeah, absolutely."  He started rocking his hips, back and forth, gently fucking me as I adjusted to the sensation.  I've had every dildo and vibrator known to woman-kind, and nothing compares to the real thing.  I was in heaven, my nervous system reprogramming every circuit.  I breathed deeply and slowly, almost in a trance, completely high as a kite.  As I started to acclimate to this amazing new sensation, I began changing the angle of my hips, feeling each of the muscles in my entire pelvic area become alive with new purpose.  I could make him bottom me out somewhat painfully or have that perfect sensation of being completely full.  I started squeezing his cock with the walls of my vagina.  I found a rhythm, relaxing as he entered me, tightening as he filled me up, and holding him as he withdrew.  My physical strength seems to extend to my pelvic muscles.  He groaned with pleasure, making unintelligible noises of ecstasy, a wonderful accompaniment to my panting moans.  I scratched my nails up and down his back, pulling him close to me, feeling his warmth on top of me.

He ravaged my cunt that way for a long, long time, then he rolled off of me and said "Get on top."  I climbed aboard, and after a little kissing and some fumbling, managed to take him inside me.  I explored the position, slowly undulating my body astride his, experimenting with various angles and rhythms.  I pulled him in and let him out, grinding my clit against his shaft, biting at his nipple and running my hands through his chest hair.  On top, I found I had much better control of how deeply he entered me, and how quickly.  I made little circles with my pelvis as I ground against him.  I felt an orgasm beginning to build.  I continued grinding against him, back and forth, circling my pelvis, filling myself entirely with him then letting him out, enjoying the act of being penetrated over and over again.  The very intense sensation in my pussy was growing and pulsating.  I leaned forward as the wave broke through, my head falling beside his, my arms helping to hold me up.  I ground against him through the most satisfying orgasm of my life so far.  I moaned and cried and gasped and shook.  I wanted this moment to last for eternity.  When it subsided and I regained some self-control, I kissed him deeply and said "Thank you, oh my god, thank you."  "You're so very welcome, now it's my turn."

He told me to turn around and mount him again.  I did as instructed and rode him reverse cowgirl style for a while as he sat up behind me and molested my tits from behind.  He wanted to try another position, so I climbed off of him, and again took his cock into my mouth.  I tasted my juices and they were so delicious, salty and sweet, causing me to voraciously suck and lick his entire length, until I climbed further up for a kiss.  We kissed deeply for a moment and then he told me to get on my knees.  I turned around and kneeled on all fours, playfully sticking my ass up as high as I could.  He slammed into me forcefully, it hurt so much, yet felt so good.  I told him to go a little easier and he apologized for hurting me.  "It's ok hon, you just fill me up so much, sometimes it's more than I can take."  I rested my head on my arms and just enjoyed the moment.   Rocking my hips back and forth, squeezing, undulating my pelvic muscles, trying to milk every last drop from this glorious cock that had so rocked my world; he fucked me until I started to slide off of the bed.  He pulled out and helped me up, turned me over, and while kneeling on the bed, pulled my hips up to him and went back to pounding my absolutely drenched twat.  "I wanted to look at you while I come" he says as he begins to spasm deep within me, filling me with his seed, grunting and growling in his throat, grinding against me.  Once it had subsided, we stayed there for a little while, enjoying the glow and the sensation of touching each other, not wanting to let go of the moment.  He slowly slipped out of me, pulled me up and kissed me gently, each of our tongues gyrating around the other.  Our mouths parted and we hugged each other close for a few seconds.

I cleaned myself up, realizing that I had fucked up the condom part of the transaction, and not really caring.  I've got to get tested for a competition this summer anyway, I'll just have them run the full screen.  I'll definitely remember to negotiate that part of the deal before we get too hot and heavy next time.  We went to bed, wrapped around each other until the mugginess of the night made us separate.  I didn't really sleep much, my mind was on overload and I was either too cold or too hot all night.  I felt wonderful, a little sore, and absolutely happy.  I could have danced all night long.

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