We'd been texting all afternoon. He wanted to come to my office, but there were people working late. He was having a moral dilemma, as it was technically 'date night'.
He called me his favorite slut, and I asked if he had more than one. He said he had other flirt buddies, but I was his only slut. So I asked why he chose to cross the line with me. He said he instantly wanted to fuck me the night we met at a bar a year ago.
I couldn't wait any longer...I had to see him, even if nothing happened. I wandered towards his office and told him to go out for a cigarette.
He leaned against the wall and lit up, looking like pure sex. He'd told me that he was growing his hair out, and all I wanted to do was run my fingers through it. We sat on the stoop and continued our conversation in roundabout terms as to why he wanted me.
It was painful to sit there and watch the people walk by when all I wanted to do was touch him, to breathe him in, to trace his full lips with my tongue and kiss him deeply. I think the contact but no contact was getting to him too, as he made an executive decision to give me a ride home.
As we walked to his car, he told me how he hadn't been feeling well, and that he was probably just going to come see my house. I knew this was bullshit, but I kept quiet.
When my front door shut behind me, I couldn't help but touch him. He turned around to kiss me and I melted. Without needing to say anything, we headed to my room. I was really glad I left the air on.
"Get naked. I'm ready for some full contact cuddling."
"Oh, really. Just cuddling?" I mused.
Sometimes I think he's afraid to undress me. That somehow being close to each other with clothes on just isn't right. I stripped and laid back on the bed, and he did the same and slid in next to me. We were still warm from our walk but it was glorious being in such close contact with his smooth body. I got closer and draped my leg over his hip as I kissed him...deeply.
His hands explored me as he kissed down my neck. I was melting into him when his hand came down square on my ass, which came as a bit of a shock. I like to think of it as mild punishment for tempting him. I rolled off of him and his fingers delved between my folds. He found the wetness that had been brewing over the last several hours as his mouth found my nipple. I yelped as he immediately buried two fingers deep inside me, finding the most sensitive of places and attacking it. He was relentless for an excruciatingly short amount of time, getting me to the edge but not sending me over it. He withdrew his fingers and I noticed his hardness. I couldn't help but wrap my hands around it.
"And what do you want me to do with this?"
I couldn't help but smile. He was all stretched out on my bed, hands behind his head just waiting for me to pleasure him. I leaned over and kissed him, and then down his neck and body, breathing in his delectable scent. I stroked his cock as my tongue caressed his balls. My pussy was screaming, "Just do it. Climb on top of him and fuck him. Take your pleasure from him." but my mind won out as I did what he requested and took his thickness into my mouth. His hands found my hair and he let out a soft moan as I began a slow rhythm on his cock. I silently cursed my unfortunate reflexes as all I wanted to do was take in his full length, but knew I would be unable to. This hasn't seemed to matter..he had said once that he didn't really like getting head, but this doesn't seem to apply when I'm the one between his legs.
After giving the head of his cock a good tongue-lashing, I leaned up to kiss him. Mid-kiss, he found a way to flip me over so that I was perpendicular in the bed. I thought for sure he was going to start fucking me with abandon. Instead, he buried his face between my legs. I moaned and writhed and screamed and came instantly. He slid two fingers back inside me and continued his tongue's assault on my clit. It felt incredible, but still I craved something more. And more I got.
He leaned up and slid his thick cock inside me with one motion, filling me, stretching me perfectly. He began with a slow rhythm. My head was against the wall and he was looming over me...I felt as though I was being consumed by him, and happily so. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling of being pinned to the bed with his cock and the sound of his words. His pace quickened slightly.
"Do you like being my slut, to use whenever I want? Do you want to be my property?"
Something in my head shifted at that moment. I wanted desperately to submit to him, but couldn't seem to find the words. My mind was swimming. This was the first time in my life I truly felt I could give myself over to someone else, even if it was only for the brief times that we see each other.
I slowly breathed, "Yes...I want...to be...your slut." I held him close, wrapping my legs around him.
It felt liberating to be able to sum up in just a few words everything I had been fantasizing about for months. But then I heard myself say, "Why do I trust you so much?"
I immediately regretted it...that was something that was supposed to stay in my head, to ponder later. I could analyze the significance of what had just happened at a later time. However, his response was exactly what I needed to hear.
He pressed his forehead against mine and said, "Because I trust you."
We melted together at that moment. It felt perfect - the weight of his body over me, his cock buried inside me, his words echoing in my head, the contentment I felt at being his - all despite the complications of what we have created.
I was so relaxed in his presence, my mind was nowhere else but in the moment. He increased his pace inside me slightly, and I felt his cock begin to swell. I asked if he was about to cum.
"Your ass isn't getting off that easy."
I got a little nervous. The location of lube was unknown as I had just moved into a new house. As wet as I was and despite how desperately I wanted my backdoor to be filled with his thickness once again, I knew it wasn't going to work out without some slippery assistance.
My back was twisted a little, so I shifted my hips, and found that the motion made him slide a little deeper inside me. I repeated the motion, tightening my muscles around his thickness. The change in position also created greater friction on my clit, and I felt my orgasm nearing. As I continued to rotate my hips, he suddenly he gripped me tighter and muttered "Not fair...not fair." My motions had thrown him over the edge, and his increased effort to reach his point of no return sent me to mine. My fingers tangled in his hair as we made inhuman sounds.
Simultaneous orgasms are probably my most favorite thing in the world.
I held him for a moment and breathed him in, my mind rather devoid of thought. These are the moments where you want a pause button.
He rolled off of me and onto his back and I curled up next to him, despite the fact that we were both drenched in sweat. We mused over how we would never had experienced any of this had he not been in a relationship, because if he and I had dated, we would have killed each other by now. Funny how that works.
We caught our breath and then I fetched him a towel so he could shower. I peeked in the stall as we talked, it being too small for two people of any size. We discussed my desire to be dominated, and he explained how he doesn't want to go too far in that direction after a woman from a previous relationship truly wanted him to hurt her in ways he wasn't comfortable with. I understood that, but I still believe he has a dominant nature, especially for me to want to submit to him. I've never had that happen naturally.
He redressed and went back to work, realizing that he'd missed a meeting. Five minutes later I received a phone call from a (platonic) friend from out of town that was coming to stay with me for a few days. I was so distracted, it completely slipped my mind. I'm glad they didn't cross paths, for obvious reasons, and because that friend doesn't particularly like C for unrelated reasons.
I had planned on taking a shower, but instead ended up going to dinner and drinks with my friend and his friend, covered in C's scent and his cum still inside me.