Last night, after picked up , came over to see me. After I let him in the apartment he followed me to the living room. I had my back to him so he wrapped his arms around me (I LOVE when guys do that) and started kissing the back of my neck. It felt so good that my eyes involuntarily rolled back a little. Then he started squeezing my breasts. (Damn this guy is a quick learner – he knows most of the buttons to push to get me horny as hell. We had only had 2 nights previously – several times both night though ;)
After he made my nipples hard he started playing with the rings. By then I was more than ready to have sex. I was tempted to throw him on the living room floor and go to town ;) Instead, I faced him and let him kiss me. I was enjoying the foreplay. Then he started kissing my neck again. He slowly kissed his way to my cleavage, then he licked between my breasts. That sent little shivers throughout my entire body. I started feeling that familiar ache deep inside me. I was ready. I was kissing him while guiding us to the couch.

I sat down and he crouched down on his knees in front of me. We were still kissing, then he lifted up my shirt and began playing with my breasts again. They were throbbing with excitement. He yanked my bra up with an urgency that flattered me. Apparently, I had him as horny as he had me.

He was telling me how beautiful I am and how much he wanted me. I saw in his eyes that he was telling me the truth. I feel comfortable around him. I’m not too ashamed to be naked in front of him, like I have been with most of my lovers in the past.

He kissed and licked my breasts (but not my nipples) until I was about to explode. When I thought I couldn’t stand it any longer he took a nipple in his mouth and began sucking on it. I almost came right then.

My legs were open and I was grinding up against his knee. I was wearing a pair of knit shorts without any panties. I could feel how wet I was. I wanted him to finger me. He teased me a bit. Then led me to my bedroom.

I started tearing my clothes off as soon as the bedroom door was shut. We kissed our way to the bed. He laid me down and began kissing my neck while rubbing my breasts. My breathing had become very fast in anticipation. He sucked on my breasts then he gradually started kissing down my chest to my navel and then finally he stuck his tongue inside me. He was flicking my clit ring with his tongue. He said it was his mission to make me cum this time, since I didn’t the last time he was here.

I couldn’t suppress my moans any longer. He is great at going down! I was writhing in pleasure. After a few mins of licking, he entered me with 2 fingers. He kept licking and fingering me. He knew exactly when to increase his speed and pressure. I felt my climax rising from deep inside me.

I came hard.

I laid there basking with aftershocks while he was getting undressed. I gave him a condom (I’m a safety girl ;) ) Then he got on top of me. I lifted my hips to meet him. He felt good inside me. His moans turned me on even more. I really like a guy who doesn’t hold back in bed.

One of my few complaints about his sexual style is his preference for the missionary position. Sure, it’s the position I usually like to start with, but I like to change positions a lot. He doesn’t. He’s perfectly content with only the missionary position.

I’ve gotten him to try other positions, but he still prefers to be on top. It feels good, but not as good as doggystyle or spooning.

He was having trouble with the condom. He kept losing his erection. We tried a couple condoms but gave up. I wouldn’t have sex without a condom so I let him jerk off on my breasts instead (I really like that).

He fingered me until I came again. I was satisfied and wanted to turn over and go to sleep. He wanted to lay there and talk…

On this day..