I thought I would write about a recent date that I had. Perhaps you were wondering what crazy ass thought goes through my mind? Or what exactly I look for when “Interviewing”. So, this particular applicant, I had met at a private club previously, and yes…we did play. This is called a “Prop”. It is not a bad way to find your way in…but, it’s similar to playing the lottery, as I never know what I will be in the mood for. Although we had met before, we never had one on one time. I needed to see if he had potential to move to perhaps “House Boy” or “Show Pony” status. I notice everything…how you dressed, ease of conversation, but sexual tension, most of all. I watch how my body responds to you…how am I sitting toward you? What is my body language? A dead giveaway, other than my soaked panties, is if I can’t keep my hands off of you. You’re IN!
Now, throughout dinner…he seemed very nervous, but we had a good conversation. He can make me laugh, that’s a bonus! I HAVE to have someone who gets this warped mind!! I want to know what got you interested in the lifestyle and for you to tell me your story…face to face. That is hot. After dinner, we go to a lounge/club and then a nightclub. He finally loosened up by the end of the night and was dancing with me. Where is this dominant, take charge, ex-marine side that I have been wanting to catch a glimpse? It is 1:30 am, and I am either ready for sleep or a good fucking…which will it be?
On the whole ride home, I admit, I was on the fence, whether to invite him in. He’d had a bit to drink, and could tell in the way he drove home. I didn’t want him on the road in that condition, so I decided to see what would happen. I excuse myself and change into a tank and boy shorts, and when I come back into my room, he is sitting in the chair. (which you can get the most amazing sexual positions on, btw!) I sprawled out on the king bed, stretching…as we talked about nothing really at all, but everything had a sexual undertone. What is he waiting for? Apparently, I’m going to have to make the first move. I can’t take anymore, frustration and animal instinct taking over, I went over to the chair and kissed him. Softly, flicking my tongue around his lips and tongue…trailing to his neck, then his ear. I could feel him stiffen as I straddle him and gasp into his ear as I ground my pussy on his hard, throbbing cock. He grabbed my ass and pulled me down harder onto him…hmmm…did I just find a good spot? Somebody loves his ears teased! Oh, I got you now! I went to town on his ear…..soft breaths…gasps…lightly licking…flicking my tongue….then BOOM! he picks me up and carries me to the bed….about fucking time!
He was a good kisser. Not too hard, not too much tongue or lips. There is nothing worse than someone who can’t kiss. I base a lot on a kiss, the attention that someone usually puts into kissing the lips on my mouth is a good indicator of the type of attention my other lips will get. He slipped the boy shorts over my hips as he slowly kissed my thighs, making his way to my pussy. MMM…He was good, using his fingers and his mouth. I liked the slight stretching he was doing…I wanted more of that. He had me squirting all over, then he would go down to lick it up and ….YOWZA! He just bit my clit! Hmmm, little too hard for right off the bat. He needs to work for that….build it up…soft at first and get me to the point of wanting you to almost bite it off!
I decided to save my clit, and flip the script. Since I didn’t get to really give him a proper Barbi BJ last week, I decided it was time. I crawled between his legs, licking his inner thigh slowly, working my way to his cock. The tip of my tongue swirling around the head, tasting his precum. Looking into his eyes, as I slowly took him all into my mouth and down my throat. Stroking his cock as I sucked and could feel him come very close a few times…I wondered if he was going to control it…or I was not getting fucked tonight. My military man got it under control, which just fueled me as I thought, “Uh-huh…let’s see how many times u can do that….”
More determined now, his cock got thicker and harder in my mouth two more times before he grabbed the pillow and yelled, “Holy FUCK!!” into it. And yet, he still kept it under control. Roger THAT!!
I lift my head, look into his eyes and say, “I need you to fuck me…now!” and he jumps up and flips me onto my back. My legs straddled completely behind me….(very grateful for yoga at this point!) and he starts to pound my pussy…and I’m thinking, “Ahhh…here comes that dominant side…” This has been what I’ve been waiting for all night. Encouraging him to fuck me harder, make me take that cock, he slams into me with everything he has.
It is a good thing I’m this flexible, however, I do have my limits! He has all his weight on my ankles, pressing them into the bed, as my legs are straddled above my head….ouch! I feel him getting thicker when I decide to stop him to switch positions….making him regroup and come back down. I’m not done getting fucked, and don’t care if its 6 am and you are sweating like a pig! And I tell him to fuck me doggy style…
I flip over, and I know this is his favorite part of me. I hear him suck in his breath as I get into a child’s pose position. I feel his hands roaming over my ass, across my tattoos and then, with no warning, I feel him shove into me, slamming me into the pillow. He grabs either side of my ass…squeezing, pushing and separating. I would have liked him to spank me, but alas! This was the moment when I hear, “Oh shit! Don’t look down! Keep it together!” I could feel his cock getting impossibly hard, tearing into me. Hearing this, I start to deeply squeeze my pussy muscles, milking his cock, sending him over the edge!
After we fucked last week, I had his cock trapped in my pussy by squeezing him. The look on his face told me that NO ONE had ever done that to him before. Well, this time…he pulls out immediately, not giving me time to grab on. He took the pussy way out…haha! Said he didn’t want to wake my roommate from the howling it would have made him do. Hmm…so, now I’m thinking, “You can’t take me draining every last drop of cum from your cock by milking it with my pussy…prolonging that orgasm to the most extreme point. Pity!” As a tantric lover, or really….just as a woman, I must say to all men…Please don’t pull out that quick! To feel your rock, hard cock throb and cum…then feel it pulse inside as it subsides…is super hot. On top of that, it triggers my aftershocks…and that is something that you don’t want to miss out on!