But I admit, I wanted more.
Ok, before I begin this story, I have to apologize. I fell all the way off with my writing and there’s really no excuse for it. I will say though, A LOT has happened. My dating life has changed, could have a potential career change, AND we have our first independent submission. So be on the lookout for entries.
Anyway, let me talk about a date I had a while back. We connected on Bumble and the vibe was great right off the bat. We texted and talked for a few days before finally going out on a date. The date went extremely well and it was clear we were feeling each other.
By the end of the official festivities, I did what any man in my position would do… I invited her over to my place to continue the night. She happily agreed. We get back to my place, have a drink and just chill. Legit, I had no intentions of things getting physical here. My goal at this point was just to get her comfortable being in my space and know that I wouldn’t pressure her to do anything. And I didn’t.
We chilled on the couch, I played some music and we just talked. After a while she scooched on over closer to me and put her legs on my lap and started cuddling with me. This is going far better than I anticipated at this point. I try to keep my distance from women the first time they come to my place, especially if we’re just meeting. We’re still talking and enjoying each other’s company. Whenever I spoke though, she made it very clear with her eyes she wanted me to kiss her. Really tried to play it off but eventually I obliged. After the kiss, she let out a sigh of relief and said, “ugh, I’ve been waiting for that all night!” I couldn’t help but laugh. So we made out for a little bit, but I didn’t let things get too far.
We continued talking and the way she was positioned, her shirt was starting to come undone. I kinda played with her shirt, trying to sneak a peek and she laughed pulling away with a half-assed attempt to cover up. I just kinda smirked. Back to the conversation. While we’re talking, I’m caressing her and she’s caressing me. She moved again, exposing her chest a bit more. This time, she didn’t bother fixing it. I let my hands lightly touch her chest and she let me know she enjoyed it by pushing her chest in my hands. Mind you, we’re still trying to maintain the conversation.
After a few minutes of this, I said ‘fuck it’, and snapped off her bra. Just a quick flick-a-da-wrist and the girls were free. She jumped back and was shocked. I asked her, “Do you want me to put it back on?”. Her reply, “Well it’s off now”. At this point, she’s still fully clothes but I’m rubbing all over chest. She had nice boobs, I must say. Very soft, good size. She did have big nipples but not too big for a breasts. They were nice!
Anyway, she lays down so that it’s easier for me to rub her chest (my hand limited to one boob LOL). Did I mention she was wearing a skirt? Yeah, I don’t think I did, cause it’s an important detail. One hand is rubbing her chest, the other is rubbing her legs. Now at this point, I figured, “yeah, it’s about to go down”. So I stop being subtle and start rubbing her clit through her panties. At first, she tried to stop me. So I did. But then she reminded me the conversation we just had; she liked to be dominated, told what to do, even when she says ‘no’. I paused, stared at her for a second and took a sip of my drink.
Guess we’re not doing the slow build up anymore; she knew what she wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige. I repositioned myself, pulled her panties to the side, and start licking her clit. She was very clean, her body wash/lotion smelled good. It was pleasant down there. She “tried” to push me away and I grabbed her arms. At this point, she moaned, arched her back and pushed her pussy into my face. She looked down at me and said softly, “I didn’t say you could do that”. I smirked with my eyes and flicked my tongue, her eyes rolled. I kept this up for a few minutes until she got up and climbed on top of me.
Mind you, I’m still fully clothed and so is she. She has me straddled, kisses me, then sits up and starts grinding on me. I’m rubbing on her chest as she does this and she’s grinding on me HARD (staining my pants mind you LOL). I legit wasn’t trying to fuck tonight and I didn’t want to push my luck (some women are funny after fucking the first night). She had other plans and told me, “stick it in”. Welp! So much for not fucking tonight, not that I’m complaining. I drop the pants, she rubs her clit on my dick, and then slides down on me. She begins to ride me slowly. I push in her hitting her spot to make her stop and shake. The shit’s starting to get good after a few minutes, so I tell her to get off to change positions. Confession: I just ain’t wanna nut quick, especially on the first session. It is a cardinal sin for a man to nut quickly on the first fuck.
We get up, I strip her down, and I strip down. I then bend her over on the couch and go in from behind. Easy to nut from this position, but also easy to control things. I keep things slow and controlled. Rubbing on her clit, pushing in deep, while pulling her hair. Great way to keep things intense, while I gain control of my balls. Once I gained control though, I didn’t have to hold back anymore. Started going faster, making her ass clap on me and she started to throw it back. YES! This woman can fuck!
We keep this up for a while and then I turn her around. Grabbed her head and put my dick in her mouth. Made her deep throat it for a few pumps. I love head, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not big on it, because there are few women who can get me to nut from it. Besides, I just wanted to see my dick in her mouth.
I laid her down on her side and lifted her leg up. One of my favorite positions, cause I can go deep, I can see her body, and she can still move her body on me. She definitely liked this position too because as soon as I went in all the way, it was like she woke up abruptly. She’s holding on and squeezing my body, breathing hard, moaning, while her body undulates on my dick. (cue McDonald’s jingle) I’m loving it! I play with her clit, pull her hair, suck on her titties, all at the same time while continuing the stroke. Her body goes stiff as she starts to yell louder. She’s about to cum. I make sure to maintain the stroke (fellas, a piece of advice: when a woman is about to keep, DON’T CHANGE A DAMNED THING, don’t go faster (unless she tells you to), don’t change positions, etc., just keep doing exactly what you’re doing). She then starts to shake and convulse, screaming, and holding on to my body as tight as she can while contorting herself. Took a bit of strength to keep her under control, but it was nice.
She starts to relax and I continue the stroke while she kisses me. At this point, I felt she was good. So I get off, lick her clit one time, and get up. She lied there for a few minutes and finally said, “Ok, that was unexpected”. I looked at her with skepticism and said, “really? seemed like you had this planned”. She admitted, “it was a possibility, but I didn’t think it was going to happen, most dudes fuck shit up before I even get to their place”. I shrugged and finished my drink.
Eventually she gets up and says, “Ok, so you just made me cum twice, so I need to go wash up”. I’m thinking to myself, “when was the first time?!”, but I let it go and just pointed her to the bathroom. I figured, we’d have more sessions and I’d learn her eventually, so I wasn’t pressed. Anyway, she comes out and starts getting dressed. I’m like, “umm, you don’t wanna stay the night?” and she was like, “naw, I have to go home”.
I’m confused. At this point, it’s dawning on me that she just wanted a fuck. FUCK! I tried to convince her to stay but she wasn’t having it. Being the gentleman that I am, I respected her decision, got dressed, and walked her downstairs to her car. Told her have a safe drive and to let me know when she got home.
At this point, I’m walking upstairs and not gonna lie, I’m feeling some type of way. For two reasons: 1. I actually liked her! I’ve found it very rare to have instant chemistry these days, so when it does happen, it’s exciting; and 2. I ain’t even get a nut! I should have nutted on her face! (Mind you, she would have liked this). DAMN IT!
Anyway, she let me know she got home and I tried to keep the conversation going in the days afterwards, hoping I was wrong. But nope, just as I suspected, the convo fell off and she basically told me she wasn’t interested beyond that night. Shit, was the chemistry even real or did she just want a dude not to fuck up the plan? I’ll never know.
Oh well, shit happens I guess. Ugh, she was fine though! Smh
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