"Bryson"
Round One:
Well, shortly after joining AFF, I got my first pursuer. Very flirty and seductive texts for a while. Lots of purple devil emojis. Nerves tight as a drum in a very good way. So, set up a meeting.
Lives near me, so planned on going to his place. Just so nervous, stopped on the way and got a bottle of my favorite wine, Apothic Dark. Wasn't even this nervous the very first time. It was as if I had forgotten everything I ever knew and feeling naive. But, makes sense after a nine year draught.
Got there, and know I was shaking with nerves. Got through the door, stammering about GPS not working. Didn't even have time to set my things down, he took them from me and grasped me, pulling me tight. Heart pounding. Passionate kissing and nudging away from the door. Before I knew it, he is behind me playfully pushing me through the house. Ended up stopped halfway through at the kitchen, where my sweater ends up being tossed on the kitchen table. More playful pushing with added mischievous laughter.
Pass through the bedroom door, and can hear my heartbeat in my burning ears. Feel high, like bees buzzing all around me. Am passionately and playfully pushed onto the bed. RUSH! But soon have company. Making out with an eagerness that hearkens back to my teen years. Almost worry about being caught.
Tank top gets tossed across the room, am bare breasted. Pinching and nibbling that sets bolts of electricity throughout my body. Harder, then harder, maybe too hard, maybe not. New thing. Grasps me between my legs over my jeans, and makes a strong upward thrust. Breath catches in my throat as I sigh. I can tell that I am hot, wet, and hard. Hand slips under the dangerous side of my waistband. May I get corny and quote Madonna “like a virgin”, so felt that way. Took me back to my very first time being touched, so heady.
Fingers loop under my waistband and tug. I lift my hips, heart beating so strong in my ears that I can't hear anything else. Now I am completely nude lying across his bed. Never felt so vulnerable, but in a good, submissive, here I am for you, way. Lies next to me and begins strumming my fiddle. Never before so wet. Whispers in my ear “feels like someone is going to come for me tonight”. Understatement of the century.
Teetering on the edge when he moves his way down my body and cozies in. Oh my God, haven't had this in so long. Had forgotten how velvety soft such intimate kisses felt. Before I know it, my ultimate peak hits me and I lose control. Let loose with such abandon that his neighbors probably needed a cigarette.
Now he's laying back saying his turn. Well, haven't had this in so long either, and is just as much of a pleasure for me. Had forgotten how “delicious” this was too. Stiffness yet softness. Hot and velvety. Salty and musky. Dribbles so tasty. Then he says, better stop now.
Goes to the foot of the bed, grabs my legs, and give me a good strong jerk to the edge. Yee haw! Now, at the imminent moment, near a heart attack. Feel the tip of penetration and want nothing more in this world. Coupling becomes complete, and OMG, never a more perfect moment. Just cannot explain the bliss. He reaches his peak, and OMG, LOVE this moment! Love the receiving ever bit as much as he loves the giving. Cannot imagine a better drug.
Cuddle in an unbelievable blissful afterglow state for a while before it gets late and I need to head home. OH MY GOD!!! About an hour after getting home, and still trembling. So blissed out that I probably won't sleep. Just going “OH DAMN, OH DAMN” all the way home. Didn't even shower. Would every now and then catch a whiff of him, catch a rush, and just not want to leave that.
So happy, so content, so pleased, so blissed out. Drank the wine with relish and then finally drifted off. On Cloud Nine. About time!
Promiscuous Princess 