At Long Last

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If I had taken a picture of myself last night, it would look just like that one shown above. Yes! It was quite something.

I met Matt about a year ago at a bookstore, for coffee. Immediately, we felt a strong connection. It was so strong that we wanted to rip each other's clothes off right there in the middle of all those books under the flourescent lighting. There was nothing sexy about where we were but I can feel just how much he wanted to have his way with me right there. I had to keep moving away from him, trying not to blush too much because what I saw in his eyes was raw lust. It ended with a hug at the parking lot as we parted ways and then I received a message from him confirming what I knew all along. He wanted to have me from the moment he saw me. I told him I felt the same way and couldn't wait to get my hands on him, among other things. *wink* He would have fucked me in his car he said. Eventhough that sounded exciting, I wanted our first time to be in a bed so we have more freedom to do what we wanted in any position.

A year later, I thought it would never happen. Our schedules were just impossible to align. After a while, I thought he was one of those guys who only like the idea but not really man enough to do anything about it. Out of all the swinger men I've met, Matt is the only one whom I was completely physically attracted to. For me, he looked perfect that's why I waited patiently. He would instant message, text, and call once in a while and we had a couple of phone sex sessions but nothing extraordinary. I actually thought he would be a lame lover because he never had anything creative to tell me when we're trying to talk dirty to each other. He didn't turn me on mentally. I gave up on him a couple of months ago thinking he was only playing the mind game with me and I was getting tired of it.

Then yesterday, he asked me if I still want his cock and when I want it. I played along a little and said yes and of course, we were back to our scheduling issue. I started to make excuses not see him too. I thought he was too perfect and I'm not. I also thought he will be lame in bed anyway so why bother. Then I had the stupid idea that he might be psycho and I'll never make it back home. Then I realized I have been out of the game for too long and making excuses. It was time I faced my fears.

I was waiting for him to cancel again like he did last minute the last time I thought we were getting together but he didn't. Slowly, all my fears melted away and I was just horny as hell and excited. My clit is still all tingly as I write this. *blush* So here's the part you've been waiting for. We met at a mall parking lot so I didn't have to drive all the way to his place. He looked a little different without his hat on and he gained a little weight but he still looked cute. I get in his car and immediately, he kisses me full on the mouth and I just melted. I'm not exaggerating, I really felt my body and brain turn to mush. We had chemistry alright. I thought that was enough even if he really turns out to be lame. I had no expectations as to avoid disappointments. I've been disappointed way too many times.

He couldn't keep his hands to himself and I was getting wetter and wetter by the minute. We got to his place and as soon as that door closes, it was on. He was telling me how much he wanted to do this from the day at the bookstore while kissing me, fondling me and undressing me at the same time. I couldn't wait to unwrap my overdue present either and man! was I happy with his package. His cock was bigger than I thought and it filled my mouth oh so nicely.

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I pushed him down the bed while I enjoyed my new treat and oh was it delicious! Even his balls were perfect. I don't like saggy ones. Then it was his turn to return the favor. When that tongue touched my clit, I saw stars. Yes, he was orally gifted and that's not even the best part. I couldn't wait any longer, I was longing for his huge dick to fill me up. Again, no disappointment there, only pleasure when he entered. In less than a minute, he came and I thought I was doomed, that it was too good to be true. I was still hopeful he can get it up again and I was willing to wait because I had intentions of riding that masterpiece. Well, guess what ladies and gents? He never went limp! His cock was rock hard for almost two hours straight. Unbelievable! He's only 28 so I'm sure it was his natural gift and not blue-pill assisted. This would be a good time to give you his profile. He's 6'4, about 170 pounds, hazel eyes, caucasian and a highschool football coach.

So imagine my surprise when I didn't need to wait. I rode on that massive cock so fast just in case, I was dreaming. Nope, I was fully awake and fully aroused. The good news just kept coming. As soon as I sat on it, I was frozen with undescribable pleasure. He hit the spot! I couldn't move because it was just all too much. He saw this and was very amused and teased me even more by grinding me against his cock. I was having a sensory overload. It was a mix of laughter and moaning.

After I came, he wouldn't even give me a break. I know, am I really complaining? He didn't want to take his dick off of me. He wanted to leave it there until I was ready to go again. Like I said, I didn't have to move to feel that overwhelming sensation of pleasure so there was really no break for me. We just kept going and going and going and my pussy is not even sore and it's still horny after all that pounding. If it wasn't three in the morning and if he didn't have to be at work by seven, we probably wouldn't stop. When we were getting ready to leave, we finally had a chance to just talk and underneath that sex machine is a nice, gentle, almost innocent, sweet guy who opens doors for me. What a lovely evening-morning I had.