So, I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated everyone on the happenings in my crazy newly single sex life. Boy…let me just say it’s been an interesting few months.
Michael? Didn’t pan out so well.
Then there was Eric, I got a whipping from him that I won’t soon forget.
Salvatore was fun, until he got all clingy and possessive.
Ed was sexy and liked to spank me, which was nice. But, he’s not real good at the whole, communication thing.
Then I met Jerry. I met him, and I’m not kidding…on a hook up app. NO, it wasn’t Tinder. It was MeetMe.
I had a couple drinks one night, and was bored, so I downloaded the app and logged in. I immediately got what I thought was a message from some other dude, but it was a public question asking for my kik user id. Well, dummy that I am, I answered it. Jerry had messaged me privately just a few minutes before this, and I hadn’t had a chance to respond. (I was trying to figure out the app, I never said I was all THAT tech savvy!)
He messaged me on kik, and I was confused, I thought he was the guy that asked for my user id, but it wasn’t him. Then he tells me I made that info public, and I went back to the other app and deleted my post. Oops!
We got to chatting and he seemed really nice, definitely funny, and mmm, he was CUTE! Beard, tattoos AND piercings. We ended up chatting for a while that night, and I figured that would be the end of it. But, he texted me the next day, and we talked more. And the next day, and the next…
Well, as things go, we started texting kinky, because who am I kidding. I’m horny as fuck all the time, and I get off on dirty texts. I finally asked him if he were interested in coming over to fuck, and fortunately for me, he said yes!
We settled on a time, and place. My place, in the evening when my son wasn’t going to be home. And, true to kinky fashion, I asked him how he wanted me to greet him at the door. And, it turns out, he wanted me naked and blindfolded.
OK. Scary! But, as the time crept nearer and nearer to us meeting up, and I got more comfortable talking with him, I slowly realized I was going to do it.
I do not regret a single thing about meeting him at my door totally naked wearing only a leopard print scarf as a blindfold.
He showed up right on time, and knocked on my door.
I cheated a little and had the blindfold up on my forehead so I could see to open the door. God, I was so freaking nervous, my heart was pounding as I opened the door and said “hello”. I quickly pulled the blindfold down and apologized for not having it in place.
I was so nervous, I can’t remember if he kissed me first, or just took my hands to start leading me to the living room. Very carefully, making sure not to let me bump into anything on the way. My place is rather small, and cramped. The blinds were open, and anyone could have seen what we were doing in the living room. I remember he kissed my lips, and then moved to my neck. (sent shivers down my spine, actually, it felt so nice.) He was gentle, and insistent at the same time.
His mouth made it’s way down my body to my breast, and he sucked my nipple into his mouth, I could feel his uneven breath as he moved his hands down my body to my pussy.
Holy fuck. That felt good. I had the blind fold on, and his hand was playing with my pussy, rubbing my clit, hard and fast fingering my soaking wet pussy until I actually came on his fingers. It was so fast, I couldn’t believe it! It felt good, not knowing what was going to happen next. I felt his hands move away, and could hear him removing his clothes. He took my hands and guided me to my knees, as he sat on the couch.
I was eager to get my mouth on his cock, so I knelt between his legs, and tried to used my hands to guide him into my mouth, but he told me, “no hands”. Hmmm, interesting. I love sucking cock, and using my hands is a way to add to the pleasure, in my opinion. But, I like being told what to do, so I placed my hands on either side of his hips and took him into my mouth.
The only thing better than feeling a big hard cock in my mouth, is feeling it in my pussy. And I will say, he tasted divine. Hot, hard and ready for my eager mouth, he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down on his cock, gagging me. Fuck…it felt good. I took him as deep as I could, and he wanted more. So he pushed me further down on his cock, and I could feel how much he was enjoying my mouth. God, I love sucking cock. Knowing he’s enjoying this, I try harder. I want to taste his cum. I NEED to taste his cum. Feeling his hands in my hair, using my mouth for his pleasure, feeling him twitch his hips, or the flex of his thighs thrills me.
I feel it as he’s about to cum. His cock pulsed in my mouth, Jesus, he fucking tasted amazing. Almost sweet… I swallowed every drop, and he told me I could remove the blind fold. I didn’t stop licking his cock though. I was eager to get him inside my pussy, so I stayed on my knees, licking and occasionally taking him down my throat. Mmmm, so fucking good.
He had me stand, and I thought he was going to have me kneel on the couch so he could fuck me from behind, but he had me fuck him while he sat there. My back to him, giving him what I’m sure was a lovely view of his cock sliding into my pussy as I bent at the waist to take him.
God, I love being told what to do.
I came for him like that. Riding his cock, enjoying how good it felt to feel his hands on my hips, giving me a rhythm to keep to. He stopped me, and had me kneel on the couch then. Taking me from behind. Fucking me hard, and fast…making me cum again for him. I loved every second of it…it felt so good to be fucked like that.
He came inside me, and I’m not gonna lie, I liked it. Knowing I’m giving as much as I got, makes me enjoy it that much more. Knowing he enjoyed me enough to cum…damn, that’s a good feeling.
We got dressed, and chatted a bit. I got a drink, and we sort of made our way to my bedroom, through the kitchen. It was nice, chatting with him. We still had a little time before I had to go get my son. And we ended up on my bed. I had put on yoga pants and a tshirt. No bra. No panties.
Somehow, his hands started playing with my nipples, and I was ready for him again. He shoved his hands down my pants and started rubbing my clit. Holy fuck, he wanted more. He wanted me to cum for him again. I was bucking my hips, my feet on the mattress giving me leverage. And he was nowhere near ready to stop. He wanted more. So I gave it to him. He pulled my pants down, dragged me to the edge of the bed, unbuckled his belt (smacking me with the end of it on my inner thigh), took his pants to his knees and shoved his hard cock inside me, and proceeded to fuck me with a ferocity that left me breathless.
I felt wanton, and free. Damn…
He came in me, and damn I liked it. I love knowing that my pleasure pleased him.