fazed

Yesterday we didn't have sex, a rare thing.  It just didn't happen--we noticed but didn't fret about it

Then today we went out with friends.  We watered our community garden.  We bought yogurt, ice cream.

On the truck ride home, I was feeling horny.  "You know what I want?" I asked as he drove.

"What?" he said.

"Your tongue on my nipple," I said.

"We can work on that," he said.

Home, he gave me what I wanted.  We went to bed.  I lay on my back, and he crouched beside me, licking and sucking on one nipple while this hand played with the other.

I couldn't get enough and moaned, trying to be quiet but feeling my cunt ache.

"I want you so badly," I said.  "I want you in my pussy."

He pulled down his chonies and I touched his cock while he played with my nipples.  I cupped his balls and gently squeezed.

His cock was hard in my hand, and I begged him for it.  Instead of fucking me, he lay down beside me and played with my tits more.

"I want you," I said.

"I want you," he said.

"Please fuck me," I said.

He positioned his body above mine.  The head of his cock entered me.  I touched my nipples as he fucked me slowly.

Outside, the wind was blowing.  The neighbors were silent.  I felt like our bed was a sacred world.

I moaned for him and pushed up against him.  "Don't come yet," I whispered, and he stopped.  I wanted to come so badly.

He fucked me again.  He moved his legs between my legs so that he was pushing up against me at a different angle.  It felt so good.

"I'm going to die," I said.

"Don't do that," he said.  "I need you."

I wasn't really listening to him.  I was feeling my entire body respond to him.  I was feeling myself moving closer and closer to coming.

Then he would stop so he wouldn't come, and we would rest for a moment.  We stayed together like that, still.

Then he would fuck me again.  I looked at him, and his eyes were rolled back in his head.  "Tell me if you're going to come," I said.

He started to fuck me harder.  I raised my knees so he was in me deeper.  His slick cock was moving inside my slick cunt.  Something in me was rising.

"I'm going to come," he said.

I knew I was going to come too.  He fucked me, and then he was coming.  I moved against him, and as he was ejaculating, I felt my face contort into a wide-mouthed silent cry, and then the feelings were pounding inside me.  I grabbed him and held on hard.

We stayed like that--then he lay down beside me, and we said we loved one another.  We kissed.

"I'm very happy with you," I said.

"I'm very happy with you," he said.

"You seem unfazed," I said.  "Is that true?"  I was smiling.

"I think I'm fazed," he said.

one minute

Did I ever mention he's a sex god?  That he's the first person to sexually satisfy me in my entire life?

I never told you about the time I said, "Let's do sexual things to one another for just one minute."  We used his cellphone to time us.  He touched my tits for just a minute.  I sucked his cock for just a minute.  He touched my cunt for just a minute.

"Okay, stop," the one timing would say, gasping.

His favorite was when I rubbed his cock on my face for just a minute.

"Why did you like that so much?" I asked him.

"Because you wanted it," he said.

squishiness

"What do you like best about me?" I asked anarchist boyfriend.  We were cuddling and kissing in bed.

"Everything," he said.

"Hahahaha!" I laughed and hugged him.  "Everything?"

"Everything," he said.

"Yeah right!" I said.  "What's one thing you like about me?"

"Your lips," he said.

"Do you like my squishiness?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.

"Really?" I asked, laughing again.

"My cock loves your squishiness," he said, adjusting himself.

I felt very happy he had an erection from the thought of my squishiness.  "Do those chonies hurt you?" I asked.

"The band hits right at the top of my cock," he said.

"Why don't you take them off?" I suggested.

He took them off.

"Do you know what I'd like?" I asked.  "If you massaged my back really hard then masturbated on it and came on it, and I felt your hot come spurting all over my back."

He said he liked that idea and touched one of my nipples.

"Or you could give me a tit massage and come all over my tits," I said.  "Should we do that?"

"Yeah," he said.

He began to massage my tits, and it felt good.  He made my tits feel alive and loved.

"I want to watch you beat off," I said.  He knelt down to my right, and his cock was beautiful above me.

"Should I push them together like this?" I asked.  I was lying on my back, pushing my tits together.

"Yeah," he said.

I watched him as he beat off.  I looked at his cock in his hand, and I looked up at his face.  I like to see his expressions as he masturbates.  I like learning what he looks like.

He beat off for a short time, and soon I thought he was going to come.  His hand moved on his cock faster and faster then slowed, and he was coming on my tits.

I watched the come spurt then drip down onto me as he continued to slowly move his hand as he came.

"I wish we had a card for the camera for sex pictures," I said.  "I would like a picture of my tits with your come all over them.  I want to see what it looks like," I said.

He got a paper towel and wiped the come off me.

I want a vibrator too.

coming together for the second time

Today we were going about our business, enjoying the day, and there came a point in the afternoon where I wanted to lie down with him.

So I put on a Lemuria album, and we lay in bed naked.  We kissed and kissed.  He touched my tits, and it felt so good.  The sun shone on our faces through a gap in the blinds.  Our faces glowed with light.

Then I reached for his cock and put spit on my hand to touch him there gently and wetly.

"Let's pretend you're going to impregnate me," I suggested.

"Okay," he said.

"Tell me you want me to have your baby," I said.

"I want you to have my baby," he said.

"Tell me you want to make me pregnant," I said.

"I want to make you pregnant," he said.  "I want to come in you."

I was so horny for him and so happy.  "Fuck me for just a little while," I said.  I wanted to do many things, like I wanted to suck his cock, but I wanted him to fuck me first.

I lay back, and he positioned himself between my legs and above me.  He put just the head of his cock inside me.

"That feels so good," I said.  I liked just the head of his cock inside me, in and out, over and over again.

I struggled to get him deeper, and he was all the way in.  I was pushing up against him.  I was rubbing my nipples with my thumbs and I held his shoulders.  We kissed.

"I want to come for you," I told him as he fucked me.  "I want to have your baby."

Then he put his right hand on the top of my head.  I felt so loved to have his hand there.  "Don't come," I told him.  I wanted a chance.

I felt the feelings build in me.  I pushed up against him faster in a rhythmic way.  "I'm going to come," he said.

"Okay," I said, gasping.

"I'm going to come," he said.

"Tell me you want--"

"I want you to come," he said.

Then I felt him ejaculating inside me, and I was amazed as I felt myself begin to come too.  I was about to come, felt him ejaculating inside me, and then I was amazed as I came with him.  He came into me as I came around him.  We throbbed together.  I was grabbing onto his back hard.  We were in a tight embrace.  We finished coming together, and then we loosened.

He smiled down at me, and I smiled up at him.