I’ve been pushing back the meeting with The Beast for a while now. I guess it’s because he’s not particularly my type. He uses “u” and other annoying short hands in text. He lives in the country and many other things that I normally stay away from, but will probably offend a lot of people if I start to list them here…
We finally decided to meet last night. I had already googled him, realized we had mutual friends, and decided to just let him come over. I know, not smart. He walks in and immediately one of the pups curls up in his lap. The conversation left a lot to be desired, but it’s ok. I eventually pulled my “Let’s see the rest of the house” move. Works. Every. Time.
My bedroom is clearly last on the tour. I had set up the restraints earlier in the day(we’ve discussed our kinks). We got to the room and he stopped to admire the restraints and I closed the door to keep the pups out. He then sat at the edge of the bed and talked to me as I leaned against the dresser. I was all fidgety and giggly. I am so damn giggly for the first time. Or when I’m nervous. I told him that I’m not always that giggly. He asked if I wanted to replace the giggles with moans. Ummmmm, yes?!?!?!!
He stands up and kisses me. Amazing kisses. Kisses always determine how the rest of the night will go. And those kisses were saying I was going to have a really great night. He slowly ran his hands up and down my body and my breathing got more and more shallow. He turned me around and sat me on the edge of the bed. He leaned over me and continued to kiss me, pulling each breast out. He kissed each one with just the right amount of pressure, which definitely made me moan. He then kissed down my stomach and lifted up my dress. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and softly kissed my lips. He continued to kiss with a little more pressure each time.
Time out: I don’t enjoy receiving oral. There is one time in my life that I actually enjoyed it, but that was a long time ago. Normally I try to skip receiving oral.
His oral skills were amazing. He started using fingers and tongue and before I knew it, I was orgasming. My whole body was spasming. At some point he had unzipped his pants and taken his (very large) penis out. So after the major spasms, I told him to get on the edge of the bed and I started to blow him. It’s been a while since I was that excited to blow someone. He stopped me because he was about to finish, but he wanted to have sex with me. So he pulled me up and bent me over the bed. Oh. My. Goodness. He filled me up perfectly. It wasn’t long before he was filling me up with his cum.
We stopped and started talking for a bit. And then he asked about my toy collection. I told him to just go through the drawers. He pulled out one of the vibrators and started to use it on me. Then he replaced it with his now erect penis and fucked me until he came again. Small break, new vibrator, and again the same results.
It was pretty mind blowing. That was the best sex I’ve had since Sam. He’s actually better than Sam.
I wish the conversation was better, but apparently I can’t have both really good sex and really good conversation. Right now, I’ll take the sex.