I never told you about what happened a week ago when I asked him to fuck me as I said no. Our safeword was "safeword" and I didn't need to use it. He entered me and rode me beautifully.
"No," I said quietly. He didn't respond but kept fucking me as if I hadn't said anything.
"No," I said again. Again he didn't respond and continued with what he was doing.
Then I said his name and, "No," more urgently. Again he kept fucking me, with growing intensity, and I was so turned on. I wanted this so badly.
"No," I pleaded again. He fucked me harder and then stopped. I felt his semen pumping out of his cock and into me, into the condom. I was so happy I had gotten exactly what I wanted.
Then last night we kissed and kissed. He was naked and on top of me. He's thin and didn't hurt me. His arms are strong.
I asked him, "Will you do me a sexual favor?"
"Yes," he said, without asking what it was.
"Will you lick my nipples?" I asked.
He moved his head down from my mouth to my left breast. I felt his tongue on me. I loved the feeling. He worked on my left breast then my right, back and forth.
"That has an effect on my cunt," I said.
"What does it feel like?" he asked.
"I think I can feel the blood rushing to my cunt," I said. "It's a warm feeling, and I really like it. There's also an ache."
I watched him licking me. He looked so beautiful. "That feels so good," I said, over and over again. I could see his gorgeous tongue. I liked his willingness and his careful attention.
"Do you like to masturbate for a long time or just a short time?" I asked. I had only seem him masturbate for a short time.
"Both," he said. "How about you?"
"Me too--both," I said. Then I asked for something I had wanted. "Do you think we could masturbate and come at the same time?"
"Yes," he said.
I masturbated while he licked my nipples. Then I heard the rhythmic sound of his hand moving on his cock. "I like the way that sounds," I said. My right hand was in my shorts as I rubbed my clitoris.
"I want to see," I told him. He moved to his knees and was on my left side. I watched him masturbate.
I was almost coming, amazed at my wetness. That long session of kissing had had an effect on me too. I continued to masturbate, keeping myself at the edge as I tried to gauge how close he was.
Then I was making small sounds, and he looked so beautiful and happy. I knew he was about to come, and I brought myself there. I felt his semen spurting out onto my belly, and I rubbed my clitoris harder, allowing myself to come. We looked into one another's eyes.