This encounter happened almost three weeks ago. Finally, I had a night off where I didn’t have to work and wasn’t too tired to write.
My heart was pounding as I knocked on his apartment door. We had never said a word to each other, even though we had exchanged hundreds of text messages over the previous seven days.
“Hello.” Were his first words to me. He gave me a smile and I knew that I had nothing to worry about.
“Hi.” He was hotter in person then the pictures that I saw on Facebook. So hot that I didn’t know what to say to him.
“Do you want anything to drink? Beer, wine or water?”
“I’m good.” I couldn’t believe that I was talking to the guy that I had told some of my naughtiest secrets and desires. When I was sending the text messages, it didn’t seem real. Now it did.
I was a little nervous because I didn’t know what to do. Luckily, he did. I followed him into the room living. He sat on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his lap and I couldn’t believe that I was touch his body. We had said a lot of dirty texts, I wondered if it was all just chit chat or if it was real. He proved with his lips that it was real.
His kiss set of a fire of desire inside of me. That fire increased as his hands explored my body, especially when his hands caressed my ass or fondled my tits.
I was barely in his apartment for five minutes before he started to unbutton my work shirt. “I’m sorry I smell like the restaurant.”
“Don’t worry. You smell fucking hot, I don’t smell any food or grease.”
He threw shirt on the floor and the black tank top that I was wearing underneath it soon found a similar spot on the carpet.
I still had on my black satin and lace bra, but that didn’t stop him from pulling me closer to him so that his face was buried between my cleavage.
Of course, it wasn’t long before he was unhooking my bra and taking it off. He threw it behind me and his mouth found my nipples. He went back and forth sucking on them, teasing them with his tongue as he fondled me with his hands. I was so turned on that soft moans started to escape from my mouth. This was going better than I had imagined.
I felt his cock against me and even through his jeans I could tell he was rock hard. I couldn’t resist rubbing myself against him as we made out. I felt so hot, like an exotic dancer giving a very private dance.
He took his shirt off and he had a nice body, but what I really wanted was for his jeans to come off. However, he pushed my hands away when I started to undo his belt. “I want to do more than just this.” I said with a disappointed frown.
“Not yet. Turn around.”
I stood up and felt his eyes examining my ass. I was glad I had worn the pair of tight stretch pants that really showed off the curve of my ass.
He pulled me on to his lap and I felt like his own private dancer as I started to rub my ass against the hard mound in his jeans. It was the most fun I had with my pants on in a very long time.
His hands focused on my tits first, but soon one of his hands found it’s way between my legs. I could feel everything through the thin fabric of my pants and the even thinner fabric of my thong. It felt almost like I was getting fingered.
The lap dance was fun, but we both wanted more. He peeled off my pants and pulled them with my panties to the floor.
I closed my eyes as he kissed the bare skin on my back. His kisses went further down, first he kissed my ass cheeks, then pushed them apart so that he could kiss my asshole. I almost jumped away because I was surprised, but at the same time turned on. It was only a brief kiss, but his lips felt good against my sensitive asshole. “You weren’t kidding about the ass licking?”
“You said that no guy has licked your ass. I want to be the first, especially now after seeing how good your ass looks.”
I’ve had men focus on my ass before, but that was always with their hard cocks. This was new territory.
I leaned over on to his coffee table and felt him behind me. First he slid one hand between my legs and I felt his fingers against my pussy. He teased my lips, but soon focused on my clit. Then I felt his wet tongue against my asshole. It made me weak in the knees because it felt so good.
We ended up with me bent over the arm of his couch with him on his knees behind me. This wasn’t his first time licking a girl’s ass. He knew what he was doing with his tongue as he ran it around and across my asshole.
It felt different then when guys have gone down on my pussy, but just as good. The only thing that felt better was when he started to finger my asshole and work my clit at the same time. He did it with increasing force until he started to shake my body with each thrust of his fingers. I reacted by moaning louder and louder. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my body worked like this.
He brought me to an orgasm before I had even been in his apartment for fifteen minutes. It wasn’t a weak orgasm either. It was one of those orgasms that made me moan and whimper. I lost control has his fingers worked me, I forgot about everything in the world as the pleasure flooded my body.
“Wow.” I giggled as my orgasm faded away.
“You have the perfect ass.”
“I think it’s my turn now.”
“What would you like?”
“Suck my cock.” He said as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles.
I got on my knees in front of him and tried to give him an unforgettable orgasm. However, I was still distracted from what he had done to my ass. I could still feel his finger in my ass and the way his tongue felt against my asshole. I was just going through the motions as my lips went up and down on his cock and my head bobbed up and down I front of him. However, he didn’t seem to have any complaints, he was already thinking about what we could do next.
“I think it’s time that you ride my cock.”
“I like you’re thinking.” I said with a naughty smile as I climbed off of my knees and on to his lap. As we kissed I could feel his rock hard cock pressed up against my stomach.
I lifted my body up and felt his cock against my lips. Slowly I moved my body down and his cock penetrated me. I felt the temperature in the room jump ten degrees as his cock filled me.
I may have not been to into giving him a blowjob, but I was in the mood to ride his cock like it might be the last that I ever get. I went slow at first, but soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock.
His focus was on my tits and each touch turned me on more and more. He caressed them with his hands, squeezed them until it hurt and teased my nipples with his tongue.
Then his hands found my ass, first just holding it his hands while I bounced up and down on it. Then I felt him slide a finger towards my asshole. I let out a moan loud enough for my neighbors to hear as he slid his finger into me.
“Do you really like having your ass fucked or was that just talk?”
“It wasn’t just talk.” My naughty grin got even bigger. I felt like I could by myself with him. I didn’t have to act shy or innocent, I was allowed to be a slut.
“Alright then, turn around.”
I didn’t want to let go off his cock, but I was looking forward to what was going to happen next. I slid off of him, then turned around so that I was facing away from him.
“I could stare at your ass every day.” He said as he guided my ass into position over his cock.
“I don’t think I would mind that.”
“Do you need any lube or anything?”
“I think with all of the fingering and your licking, I’m ready for just about everything.”
“You’re my kind of chick.”
I felt his cock find the entrance to my asshole then I leaned back. Slowly I felt his cock penetrate my asshole. Almost easily he pushed inside of me.
“Oh yeah.” We both moaned at almost the same time.
Slowly, I moved my ass up and down on him, feeling every inch of his cock moving inside of me, sliding through my asshole over and over.
Again his hands found my boobs. He held on to them as I rode his cock, but it didn’t compare to the next target his hands found. He found my clit and my soft moaning, became louder and louder.
It felt so good that I forgot about riding up and down on his cock. Soon, I couldn’t even sit up straight. I fell back as his fingers rapidly rubbed my clit.
His fingers worked my clit like a talented artist until my moaning stopped. I bit my lip and everything in the room went silent. I closed my eyes and felt the unbelievable pleasure fill me. Feeling his cock in my ass and his fingers working my clit so perfectly overwhelmed me.
I forgot where I was until his fingers stopped and he gave me a second to catch my breath. Just a second. “I think it’s time we switch positions. Why don’t you bend over so I can pound your ass now?”
“Okay.” I said softly, still not recovered from my orgasm.
I turned around and bent over the couch and he got into position standing behind me. Anytime I get fucked from behind it makes me feel like a slut, but I barely knew him and it made me feel even more slutty. I was his sex toy and I was enjoying every second of it.
He didn’t start off slow, instantly he was pounding my ass as hard as he could. There was a loud smack of flesh against flesh as he thrust hard into me. The only other sound was my moans filling his apartment.
He didn’t hold anything back. He used all of his power to drill my ass. My head was buried into the cushions and kept getting pushed further.
Then all of sudden he grunted, “Oh fuck.”
I felt him pull out of my asshole and seconds later I felt cum splatter on to my back. Load after load coated my back for what seemed like minutes, not just seconds. I could feel cum from my shoulders to the crack of my ass.
“Did you like that?” He said after the last drops of cum had flowed out of him.
“I think we should get together again sometime soon.”
“I think that’s a good idea.”