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As soon as we are inside his house, he briefly showed me the kitchen and the living room and I immediately thought that it's either he is a minimalist or he's just too busy to buy any stuff in his house. I later found out he's the former.
It was clean but then again he has only been there for about eight weeks so of course it is. He then proceeded upstairs and I quietly followed him. During this time, there was that awkward silence looming between us. (Remember, I was still partly pissed off coz I am tired (it, being a long day) and we walked longer than I expected in the rain.)
When we got to his room, he casually took off his clothes. While I was not surprised, I wanted to tell him that I wasn't in the mood anymore to do what we both initially wanted. But of course, I don't think he'd let me be there and for nothing to happen. I placed my bag on his room's side table and in that quick moment, he was already naked. I sarcastically thought: why didn't he move like that as we were walking...
Since he was also tired, he already proceeded to his bed. I then asked him if I could take a shower and he said, of course. His bathroom was a typical guy's bathroom. I immediately thought to myself that this guy is such a neat freak and minimalist. Anyway, I showered and since there was only one clean-looking towel there, I used it. I then went upstairs where he is waiting. He was clearly ready to hit the sack --- naked, as what I said earlier. He then offered his hand and pulled me towards him. (Now this is the problem when you meet with someone and the connection is not that intense yet - a gesture like that becomes awkward af). I reluctantly reached for his hand and sat on his bed.
We kissed.
I have to admit, he was really good-looking, in spite of his age already showing from his looks. He was not a good kisser too or maybe because I was not a romantic partner. (I was like that too before, kissing a sex partner vs a romantic partner would have been different.) He then made his way down to my breasts. I saw he liked it and he took his time kissing both of my nipples.
He then worked his way down. Clearly, this guy is experienced. He knows the basics (and more). He reached my tummy and made small, tingly kisses. He then proceeded to my pussy area. But instead of going straight there, he kissed my inner thighs. Hmmm...I moaned and inadvertently arched my back. I can feel him deepening his kisses and going where it matters the most...
I anticipated.
Waited.
And then I felt it...His wet and experienced tongue searing through my hole like it had been made there all along. It felt so good. As I was slowly relaxing myself from his tongue 'torture', I then felt him move his body so that I could also do my magic.
Unlike some women I know, I love giving head. To the point of obsessing about how I can make it an awesome and unforgettable experience. It was not going to be easy for me though. D.G.'s cock is, like him, huge. It was how I imagined European cocks to be. So full and big.
I started from the tip of the head. I tried to match his tempo on him going down on me. I started to urgently nibble, lick, and kiss his cock...alternately stroking his shaft and kissing it with gusto. I could tell he was getting distracted too since he would stop what he was doing to me to moan...
Then I felt him move.
He was suddenly on top of me, raring to enter...he got his condom and soon after, he entered me.
And oh, was it f*cking painful. He really was huge and filled every inch of my hole. He asked if I was okay and I meekly replied for him to just go in slowly. Thankfully, he obliged.
He continued to pump on me and soon after I can his pumps getting more urgent and faster and as I was about to ask him if he's coming, he did...
Then, silence.
His entire weight on me and I almost had to push him back because I cannot carry his entire, post-sex weight.
He moved over to the side and I then stood up and got ready to shower anew. I thought to myself, this is clearly not one of those moments where cuddling is necessary.
I took my time in the shower and when I came back to his room, I could hear him snoring softly. I slowly and quietly climbed the bed and tried to sleep. I checked my phone and saw it was already half past 2am. I faced the opposite side of the bed. I then felt him moved towards me and hug me from behind. I just let him.
I did not plan on sleeping but I ended up doing so. I was woken up by D.G.'s hand on my pussy. Always game, I then let him know by my soft moan that I was already awake. I reached for his already hard cock. Getting so wet, I immediately went on top of him letting my pussy tease his swollen organ. He held on to me to steady himself. I assured him it was just teasing and I wouldn't slide it in --- not yet without the condom anyway.
But I guess he was still tired so he gently pulled me back and let me lay down again. He continuously teased my pussy using his fingers. He already knows which areas to touch. I soon find myself moaning and quite getting a bit loud, at that. I felt his fingers getting more intense and aggressive inside me, clearly wanting to make me cum. And then I felt him do something. He slid his fingers too in my asshole. He did it so smoothly and it felt so good that it took me a good five minutes or so to realize that he had both of my holes 'covered'. I incredulously looked at him upon realizing what he was doing and he asked if I wanted him to stop.
I was silent and did not reply. I guess he took that as a no.
D.G. was insatiable and did not stop until I came.
By 5am, I decided I will go home.
In spite of his ass-holish attitude, I would have to grudgingly agree that his finger in my asshole was truly an awesome experience.
★ Piper ★
