1 comments/ 16853 views/ 2 favorites Our First Date Ch. 01 By: massagetherapy It started, innocently enough, with a chance meeting in a men's chat room. We had a torrid on-line conversation, and before signing off, we exchanged personal email addresses. I immediately wrote Paul a hot email, and he responded. Hot emails full of fantasy, and hot male pictures of each other went back and forth. Once a week or so, when time allowed, we would meet in a chat room and get each other very worked up, masturbating on-line and telling one another how horny we were. One morning while on-line Paul suggested a phone call, and I said yes. That first phone call was so, so hot. We undressed each other and fantasized together about kissing and touching, sucking and fucking. Over the ensuing months we continued to hook up for hot phone sex. That started a dream about hooking up in person, but we lived 2500 miles apart. But we had a goal, and with a lot of effort, we finally worked out a weekend together, away from the families. "Keith, I can't believe we are finally going to be able to meet in person," my phone lover said into the phone. "I can't either, baby. After nearly 2 years of chatrooms, swapping sexy pictures and videos and hot phone sex, we are really going to be able to touch each other. Paul, I am so excited." "See you tomorrow, Keith, for dinner and ..." his voicing rising, "I can't wait to get to you. Good night lover." We are meeting for a late dinner. As fate would have it, we arrive at the lounge for dinner nearly simultaneously. I see you get out of the cab, out on to the sidewalk, and you look so good. We walk up to each other and give a friendly hug, arms around each other's shoulders. Only a person watching closely would see you arch your back and grind your pelvis into mine. Your penis telling me how much it wants me. I know the owner of the lounge and he has already set up a table in a back corner, a poorly lit and out of the way booth. The host leads us back to our table. As he does, my hand touchs yours and a spark goes up my arm and throughout my body. We both slide to the center of the booth close to each other and you lean in and kiss me softly on the cheek. You whisper how excited you are to be here with me. I slide my hand under the table and pat your thigh, and I feel your leg move towards me. "Yes, honey, I am glad we were able to get out tonight. Some wine? Or a martini for you, baby?" I ask. We talk about life, love and all the little things that fill our existence. Our waiter comes and I ask him to bring me my box, with which he promptly returns. My heart is pounding. "A gift for you, Paul. The instructions are inside the box, but you'll need to go to the Men's room to open it... in a stall." I feel both of our hands shaking as you take it from me. As you leave the table, I rub myself under the table in anticipation of your return from the bathroom. Dutifully, you go to the stall, close the door and open your present. You find a piece of paper with these instructions: "Take off your pants and underwear. Throw away your underwear unless they are your silks, but in any case do NOT return to the table wearing them. Now in the box you will find this little white probe. There is only one place it's designed to be inserted. I want you to put it there, get it comfortable and put your pants back on, come back to the table when you are ready. Thank you, lover" It seems an eternity before the Men's room door opens and finally it does and out you come. Even in the low light at this distance, I can see how excited you are. You are practically ripping the front out of your pants. It's a good thing the restaurant has mostly emptied out. As you slide back into your seat I see your gaze has changed. Your eyes are full of wanton lust. Your voice quivers as you say thank you for your gift. "It is my pleasure, Paul... and yours." I whisper. We are both smiling as we toast our budding friendship. I know you have a throbbing erection under the table and thinking about how close it is to me, makes my cock ache for you. Though we continue to work our way through the 2nd and 3rd course and our conversation, I can tell you are definitely distracted. In fact, it takes me a few minutes to realize you are doing small pelvic tilts, rocking on your ass, slowly fucking yourself with your anal probe. How excited I am to bring you this pleasure. I let me hand fall beneath the table, slide my hand to your thigh, and a very loud sigh emanates from you. Automatically, you say "sorry" and I laugh. I massage your thigh and move closer to your crotch. "You nasty man, Paul." I chastise. I can hardly speak I am so breathless. "NOT zipping up. How indecent of you." I slip my hand into your pants while you eat and feel your enormous rod in my hand. You have NEVER been so huge. Your cock feels so wonderful in my hand as I wrap my fingers around your pole and stroke your erection. I whisper how "sorry" I am to tease you like this, but I must. As the waiter brings our main course, I remove my hand so we can eat. "If this room were empty," I ask, "would you like me to fuck you right on this table?" You stare at me dumbly, amazed and confounded by the audacity of the question. There is, however, no denying the answer in your eyes. It might as well be a hot red neon sign flashing: "YES". I slip my hand into my pants pocket and touch another small box. It has a dial on it, which I turn to 3. All of a sudden, you experience a strange, but oh-so-enjoyable vibration in your ass. You are, however, unable to repress another rather loud gasp. Oh what the other patrons must think of you, Paul. "It is a sweet feeling, isn't it honey?" I ask. "I gave it a trial run a few days ago to find out how much to surprise you with tonight. Tell me you like it" "Like it?" You question. "Oh god, I love it. Love it. Damn near give you up for it," you laugh. I turn it down to I so we can manage a civil conversation and eat our dinner. Periodically, I slide my hand back under the table to maintain that fantastic erection you have. I have long since pulled that glowing cock out of your pants so I don't have to spend precious moments searching for it. I wish I could slide under the rich red tablecloth and suck your knob. To feel your aching penis seeking it's relief in my mouth. Finally, the waiter comes, clears the table and asks if we'd like dessert. We both laugh. The waiter looks at us as if we are demented. We laugh louder. You and I stuff your cock into your pants, zip you up and I turn off the remote vibrator. "Lover, did I tell you I got a room for us upstairs?" I ask innocently. "A Jacuzzi suite?" You turn, kiss me dangerously close to my lips, grab my hand, pulling me from the booth. "Let's go NOW," you practically scream. Our First Date Ch. 01 Chapter 1 – The Inn We are going to meet! I am so excited and so horny at the thought of finally seeing you in the real. Of course I am nervous as hell too. What if ... and all that – not going there. We'll either hit it off or we won't. Today is Friday and we're meeting on Saturday afternoon. Oh my God! I have so much to do! I'm going to take a long hot bath and pamper myself something terrible. Oils, rubs, shaving, well, my pussy has got to be so smooth for our hot date. I want you to touch it and be blown away by how soft and smooth it is. You're sending me a present; you said I have to be wearing it when we meet. You wouldn't tell me what so I am waiting with baited breath for the post to arrive. Surprises kill me. Oh God, I have to do something or I am just going to be sitting here getting all hot and steamy thinking about you and before I know it I will have spent an hour masturbating and I don't want to do that. I want to save it, for you. There's a knock on the door. I answer it and sure enough, it's the postie with a little package. I can barely wait to close the door and open it. I control myself. Take the little parcel and go to the settee. I open the tiny package – which is well wrapped. It's a little wooden box! A beautiful wooden box, hand made. Oh, I wonder if you have made it, it is a simple but beautiful little box. I remember that you said I had to wear this – how can I wear a box? I gently ease the lid off to find the box lined with black satin and a pair of nipple clamps nestling in the folds of shiny fabric. This takes my breath away. The thought that I will be wearing them tomorrow when we meet has me squirming on my seat. There's a little note tucked inside the lid of the box. I remove it and unfold it. It says 'See ya tomorrow, Sexy. Xx', my tummy whoops and I feel my pussy cream. The rest of Friday passes pretty quickly as I have work to do, besides getting ready for Saturday. I finally drop off to sleep when exhaustion steals the last thoughts of you from my conscious mind. Saturday is a beautiful day, a blue sky and not a cloud to be seen. I lie in bed stroking my smooth pussy as I think of you and remember that I am going to see you in a few hours. That has the effect of having a cold shower. I jump out of bed only to stub my toe. I won't repeat what I said but will leave my choice of curses to your imagination. I switch on the pc, check my emails and say 'good morning' to my online buddies on the US. Helen's up late, in Canada, and pings me on MSN; wants to know how I'm feeling and whether I'm horny. She kills me. I answer her that I'm nervous as hell and very horny. That gets me a 'LMFAO' back from her. I need a coffee to help me focus. I bring my coffee back to my seat at the pc and place it on the coaster, beside the little wooden box and satin robed nipple clamps. I pick up the box, ease back the lid and take out one of the little devices. I open my robe, adjust the screw and pinch and twist my nipple to make it hard. I place the beautiful little thing onto my erect nipple and tighten the screw. Ooh, that is so nice. I take the matching one from the box and do the same with my right nipple. They aren't too tight but are a constant reminder that I am horny as hell and they are staying there until my stud takes them off. I wanted to wear a skirt or dress today and not wear panties but I can't do it. Not because it's not sexy just the pure practicalities of me being a bitch on heat. I decide on my outfit – something that's smart but comfortable, apply a little make-up and get dressed. I finish my hair and check myself in the mirror, I am 'lookin' good'. I touch my breasts, through the fabric, and can feel the clamps. My nipples are so hyper sensitive and I am hot, so very hot. I reach under my top and give the clamps a half twist, for you, and groan. It's time to go. Oh my god! I make my way to the car hire place and, with every step, I can feel my nipples rub against the fabric of my top. It's excruciatingly delicious; I think of you and want to touch them. I wonder if you're thinking about me wearing the clamps and the thought, that you might be, makes me so hot that I have to ball my hands into fists so as not to reach up and caress my nipples. The car hire guy is preparing the documents and I feel like he can tell how horny I am. I make an eyes down check to make sure the clamps aren't obvious. They are. Oh my god. He can see them! Mad visions of roughly being thrown over the table, your hand gripping my hair, while you rip off my pants, spread my legs a little and insert a finger into my pussy, play on my mind. You remove the wet finger, lick it and groan. You then enter me torturously slowly and begin pumping. You still have me by the hair and call me your 'cock hungry whore'. Your other hand plays with my... I jump back to reality when the guy speaks. He so knows and is smiling. I take the keys and paperwork and leave – quickly. I can feel my pulse racing and my pussy twitching. I sit in the car, catching my breath and trying to calm down. I think that I hope you know what you are letting yourself in for. My nipples ache to be touched and sucked but I am waiting. I hope you are feeling this horny. I put the key in the ignition and start the car. You suggested that we meet at around the halfway mark for out first 'date'. That means an hour's drive for each of us. We're meeting at an inn, even though neither of us are heavy drinkers. The whole journey is sex. Not that I'm expecting us to actually have sex, although it would be so good if we did. I am prepared for all eventualities. I pass the pub – a reccy. It looks nice enough; in fact it looks charming and quiet. There are some tables set outside and my stomach lurches as I see you, I think it's you. You look just as gorgeous as I expected but I suddenly feel shy, bare and naked. I wonder whether you will like me, whether I am the woman you thought you'd been talking to. Those thoughts stay with me while I park up the car. You have watched me, first pass, and then return to park. Your face gives nothing away and I feel like my face has to do the same. I fix my lips and hair, take a deep breath and get out of the car. I am mortally embarrassed as I remember what we have talked about and the pictures we have shared. I fumble with the keys, forgetting that it's central locking with a fob. D'oh. I steel myself for the long walk to where you are sitting and nearly die of shock as I turn around to see you standing in front of me. The laughter breaks the ice, for me, and I just smile at you. You give me a quick, gentle kiss that leaves me wanting more. Then you purposefully put your hands to my breasts and feel through the fabric to touch my nipples. I groan as you gently brush your hands over and feel my nipples squeezing through the clamps. I know you like because you steal the groan from my lips with yours. You take my hand and lead me to the table where you were sitting. I take a seat whilst you head to the bar to get me a pineapple juice. I'm thinking about what has passed between us when you return and I come over a little shy to see you sat right opposite me looking at me like that. You make me feel naked. I can feel you even though you're not touching me – I can feel you and it is so erotic. A vision of you sucking my nipples flashes through my mind and I blush. You laugh and ask what I am thinking about. I can't tell you. You reach across and take my chin, lifting it so I have to look at your gorgeous face; the one I have looked at for so long. You tell me that you are thinking of my nipples and having them between your teeth. I squirm and briefly wonder whether you have the ability to read my mind. You can see my need in my eyes and it amuses you. You roughly brush your thumb across my bottom lip and, much to my shock, I groan again. Damn you for making it and damn this body – for telling all of my secrets. I have no idea what you have planned; we'd only really discussed meeting here not what we would do with the rest of the day. We finish our drinks and you ask me if I am ready. I shoot you a questioning look, probably laced with a little fear and again you smile, jump up and take my hand. I follow as you lead us to a door in the side of the building. You have a key and open the door. It opens into a tiny vestibule – a bed and breakfast annex! You point up the stairs and say "Room number seven". I trot up the stairs and you are right behind me. You tell me I have a beautiful ass and that makes me laugh. You turn me around, put one arm around me and grab my butt, pulling me towards you. My tummy does a summersault and I am so thankful that you are there to hold me up. You use your other hand to cup my face, tease my lips with your thumb and kiss me so gently, at first, it hurts. Then deeper and God, it feels so good. I need you. I need to feel you inside me, now! I can feel your cock hardening and you let go so that we can climb the stairs where you unlock the door to room number seven. We enter the room and it's lovely, simple and modern in shades of cream and brown, with sunshine streaming through the windows. You help me take off my jacket and remove your own. I am still so very nervous but you seem so confident and that helps me a little. You embrace me from behind and cup my breasts as you nuzzle my neck. Oh God, I'm just melting, my pussy is twitching so much and I so want to feel your hard cock inside me. You torture me, slowly and beautifully. I can feel your hardness pushing against my ass. God, I want you, now! No, you want to play a little more. You lift my top up and slide it off, displaying my nipples in my quarter cup bra. You like that, you love it. You kiss me, deeply and hungrily and I can taste your desire. You remove my bra and then gently lick, tease and suck my swollen and sensitive nipples. I need to touch you, to feel your flesh and I work to lift off your top. Thankfully, you help. The urgency is mounting for us both and you lie me down on the bed and take off my trousers and pants. You open my legs and insert your finger into my dripping pussy, suck it then you groan and tell me to stay there while you undress. I feel so vulnerable and so very wet. God, you're so beautiful, you take my breath away when I see you, naked, with your cock standing proud – for me. You ask me if I want your cock and I can hardly speak but I answer you. "Yes, I want you to fuck me so badly and so hard." You move to the bed where you lie down beside me. We have all day to play and tease and explore. Now is the time for satiating the lust that has been building for weeks. You touch my clitoris with your finger, swirl it around and ask me again ... "Do you want a good fucking? Do you want to feel my hard cock inside your pussy and be my cock hungry whore?" I can only groan as I am on the verge of coming. You turn me over onto my knees and you slide your rock hard cock into my moist, hot pussy. We both cry out grunts and you grab my hair, fucking me so slowly, long and slow still teasing me but you can't keep that going for long as your desire takes over. Now you are fucking me hard, hard and fast and it's so good, so bloody good. You have me making so much noise and uttering words that I would never, ever normally say. You reach your other hand around and rub my clitoris, making me yell and call you all sorts of dirty names as I climax, violently. You can't help yourself, you can feel my pussy contracting and convulsing, milking your hard cock to orgasm and you do. "Oh God, I'm coming!" And you empty your big and full load into me. I work my pussy, milking you; squeezing your cock of every last drop and it feels, oh God, it feels so damn good. ~~~~~ Neither of us can stop smiling as we recover from the most awesome and urgent sex we have just shared. I still find it hard to believe that, after only talking online for several weeks; exchanging emails and some rather horny photographs, we have made to here; today. In that short time you have taught me so much about myself; about my body and my desires. I have never, in my life, felt as sexy and sexually aware as I have recently and I love it. We spend a little time chatting while we lay recovering from our earlier escapades. I'm interested in your work and love hearing you talk about it. I love that you use your hands in your job. You ask me about my work and we talk a little about our shared interest in technology and our favourite movies. We then shower, first me then you. We are still new to each other and the en suite bathroom isn't really big enough for any showering shenanigans. Once showered and wrapped in fluffy white towels you order lunch and ask them to bring it to our room. Over a simple ploughman's we make plans for a walk later in the day as it is a gorgeous day, we are in a beautiful part of the country and both enjoy nice countryside. We also agree to spend the night here at the inn. I have hired the car for the weekend and neither of us has anything to rush back for and, perhaps, lots to stay for. My mind wanders back as I recall some of the feelings and erotic anticipation I experienced when we messaged and emailed one another. I still can't believe that we have managed to get here – to an actual meeting and a chance to make some of what we talked about, and teased each other with, a reality. Your towel has slipped. Mmmm. I am mesmerised by your beauty, your strong and powerful arms, your striking tattoos and your gorgeous cock and its ring – the object of my dreams ever since we first started communicating. As I lie, drinking in the sight of you with my eyes, I become increasingly aroused. You can tell and you give me that smile which makes my tummy flip. You like that I am and, as I watch, your cock begins to stir. My nipples are still clamped, as per your instructions, and they ache to be touched, to be teased and pinched. I swear that you can read my mind as you move to my breasts and gently remove the little devices, only to replace them with your mouth. You soothingly caress each swollen nipple with the tip of your tongue whilst your lips suck on the areola. Your hand expertly works my other breast and my breathing begins to quicken. My pussy begins to throb and you tenderly tease my nipples, in turn, with your teeth. Little groans of ecstasy escape my lips and I grind my pelvis against you. I can feel your cock hardening and it thrills me beyond belief. There's an area, between my belly button and my pussy, which just cartwheels and causes my vagina to tremble. There is a pressure building up – an anticipation of your assault on my senses. I want to play with your cock. I tell you that I want to taste it, to torture you with my mouth and tongue. You give me a playful growl and even that makes my tummy somersault! We change our positions so I have access to the object of my attentions. I love your cock with its little piece of jewellery. I have since I first saw a photograph of it and I have so waited for this moment to be able to touch, feel, stroke and taste you. I don't go straight at you, I tease. I gently stroke my long fingernails along the inside of your thighs and buttocks. I reach around and stroke your bum, teasing all the time. You let out gentle moaning sounds as I kiss your balls, gently sucking and rolling them around. I firmly stroke the area behind them, lengthening my strokes to tease the area around your dark and puckered hole. I can tell you are enjoying this because you lift your hips in response to my touch and your breathing tells me; the little noises that you make excite me so much and I love that. I leave your balls now and move my mouth onto your cock where I slowly lick up and down the length of you whilst still sliding my finger along the crack of your bum. I use spit to lubricate my finger so it's nice and wet. Now I kiss the head of your cock, still tauntingly slowly. I roll the tip of my tongue around your gorgeous shiny head and tickle the area around your cock ring. I find your piercing very erotic. I time my assault to perfection, for as I take your hard cock into my mouth so I gently ease my fingertip into your bum and you make the sexiest noise I have ever heard – a kind of half growl, half grunt that comes from deep within you and makes my tummy flip and my pussy throb. I begin sucking you as I slowly move my lips up and down and with each stroke my tongue circles the head of your beautiful knob. As my hot mouth slides up and down your cock, so does my finger slide in and out of your tight little hole. God, doing this to you is turning me on so much and I grind my thighs together. Oh baby, you are so beautiful, so very hard and doing this to you is pure pleasure. Despite my assault on your senses you are acutely aware of my excitement and ask me to stop for a moment while we shift around so that you can play. We're now in a kind of sideways 'sixty-nine' where I can recommence my oral offensive while you begin an onslaught of your own. You lift one leg and teasingly stroke the inside of my thighs in long tortuous strokes up towards my pussy. You use your thumbs to stroke my outer lips and tell me how much you love my smoothness. I am finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on what I am doing because you are taking me to another place. I maintain my oral play and take your full length into my mouth, sucking and keeping my lips tight, stopping occasionally to circle your tip and tickle your ultra sensitive head with the tip of my tongue. I can feel your excitement mounting and, you are so hard, so very hard. You tell me to stop for a while because you don't want to come yet. You then move me onto my back. What you do next makes me a little afraid but, at the same time, very, very excited. You tell me to close my eyes and keep them closed. I am curious because I feel your weight shifting around the bed but I keep my eyes closed. I feel you getting closer and then you place something soft over my eyes and tell me to lift my head, which I do whilst you tie something behind. I am now blindfolded which, for me, is a first. I do feel a little nervous but also quite thrilled, so much so that my pulse races. You then proceed to attach soft, silky lengths of rope to each wrist attaching the other end somewhere that means I have very restricted movement of my arms. Now I feel vulnerable and defenceless but am aware of my excitement increasing and my pussy becoming moister by the minute. I feel you near me and your hard cock pushes against my lips, I open my mouth and accept you as you gently push your cock deeper into my mouth. I suck hard as you withdraw and tighten my lips around you as you push. This is so fucking sexy. Then suddenly you're gone again! You've moved down to my legs, lift and spread them hooking them over your shoulders. I feel so exposed and it's divine. I can feel your warm breath on my hairless pussy lips and it makes me quiver. Your thumbs stroke my lips and gently ease them apart, I feel so exposed but I like it. You breathe me in and tell me how beautiful and sexy I am. You teasingly lick inside my lips avoiding my clit and torment me with the tips of your thumbs. You continue the oral offensive by gently sucking and nibbling my lips and tasting the juice that must be dripping from my hole. Then your tongue catches my clit and I gasp then groan which you must like because I hear a throaty sound emanate from your mouth. Now you begin flicking my clit with your tongue and I really begin to moan, deep, throaty and horny moans whilst your thumbs move to my hole and massage the entrance. I know I am so wet and you are just making me wetter and hornier by the second. I can't help but lift my hips in response to your expert tonguing. I am so close to coming but I want to feel you. Our First Date Ch. 01 "Oh God, I need to feel you inside me, I need your big hard cock stretching me while I come." Your answer is to slide two of your fingers into my pussy. I am so very wet that they easily enter and my pussy clenches around them, inviting them into her dark wet heaven. Your tongue stops and is replaced by your thumb which gently brushes across my nub, bringing me closer to orgasm with every stroke. I can feel more of your fingers gently and slowly easing inside me and my hips lift to welcome them. It feels so good. I know what you are doing, we've talked about this and now I am really creaming as I feel more of your hand slowly working inside of me. Your thumb is still working my clit and I have never felt more turned on and sexy in my whole life as I do right at this moment. Your breathing quickens and your fingers work the front wall of my pussy finding the spot that will send me over the edge. My breathing has become a series of long moans of ecstasy as your hand fills me thrilling and filling me like never before. My hips are bucking in rhythm to your hand and thumb and ... oh God. My pussy convulses and my entire body jerks as I orgasm. Sounds, like sobs, come from my lips. The feeling spreads from my sexual core to every part of my body, like an electric whiplash starting from my pussy and only stopping when it reaches my fingers and toes only then to ripple through my body as ever decreasing echoes of the first. My nipples tingle, my lips swell and my eyes roll to a place where they see a kaleidoscope of warm and amazing colours. I fall back to the bed, like a rag doll, limp and spent as you slowly remove your hand, my pussy still in spasm, and then you tenderly kiss me down there. I can't move. I feel totally paralysed with pleasure. And you chuckle. I ask what you're laughing at and you tell me: "That was amazing. I could feel your orgasm and you squirted all over my arm." Now I'm embarrassed but you tell me not to be because it was horny as hell and turned you on so much. You remove my blindfold and silken restraints and I can see you're still so very hard. Even now, after such an amazing climax, my pussy twitches at the sight of you. I lick my lips in anticipation of tasting your cock again but you tell me to get onto my knees. You spread my legs so that my ass cheeks are wide and I am conscious of being so very wet there from your previous onslaught. I feel your finger probing my bum hole, easing it inside and it takes my breath away. Again you bring your other hand around to my front and gently stroke my mound. I push my ass against your finger but it isn't there. I now feel your slippery wet and rock hard cock pushing against my tightness and slowly, and in time with the rhythm of your hand on my pussy, you enter my ass. This is a first also but you taught me to explore and to play so I am intensely aware of the pleasures anal sex can bring and it doesn't disappoint. As you fuck my arse in slow and horny strokes whilst caressing my pussy lips I feel another climax building. This is incredible. It feels so much better than I ever imagined. "Does it feel good, baby, sliding your hard cock into my ass?" You answer with a groan as you push fully into me. You know you are the first to have this pleasure and that excites you. Your breathing becomes more ragged as you start to fuck a little harder. My orgasm is threatening to take me over. God, this is so fucking dirty and I love it. Filthy words mingled with moans escape my lips as I begin to buck. My orgasm wracking through my body and making my pussy and bum convulse. This takes you over as you grab my hair and utter the horniest moan I have ever heard. You pump my ass as you come, filling my tight hole with your cum and shuddering as you empty your load into me. There is no need for words as we both collapse onto the bed and snuggle closely together, pulsing in the afterglow. You lift my chin and kiss me, so tenderly, and as you wrap your arm around me and hold me close with my head on your chest feeling your heart beat we both, totally spent for now, drift off to sleep. I am grateful to my wonderful editor, Munchy_in_France, for his patient help and encouragement in getting this story ready for submission. Our First Date Ch. 02 As we stroll out of the restaurant to the elevator, you put your arm around my shoulder and whisper in my ear "I love you, Keith. I am so very excited, turn me on!" I put my arm around your waist and lean back into you, "You turn me on too, baby!" "NO, lover ", you say, "TURN ME ON, in my ass, turn it on." I can be so stupid sometimes. Sheepishly saying sorry, I slip my hand into my pocket and turn your probe back on to 2. A moderate tingle goes up your spine and a purr of contentment emanates from you. As we get to the elevator, you remind me how much fun we are having, how great dinner was and how much you are looking forward to spending the night with me. "Me too, sweetie" I agree. The elevator lands in the lobby, and some people get off. We get in, just the 2 of us and I put the key in for the private Suite landing. As the doors close, you unzip yourself and pull your glistening cock out and slowly stroke it for me. "Fuck am I horny," you manage to squeak. "I have never been so sexual, I feel like ...I don't know what... I want to fuck and be fucked, suck and be sucked, rub and be rubbed. I am on pure sexual overload." "God, golden Rod" I say as I move to you and kiss you. My hand joins you in massaging your exposed pole. You are panting and breathless, kissing me and driving your tongue deep in my mouth. My own massive erection wants to do battle with yours. But just as I think of unzipping myself, the suite level door ding reminds us we are almost to our room. I grab your cock and drag you behind me as I fumble for the room key and get the door opened. You rush in, and before I can get the door closed and locked, you have your shirt off. "Slow down, tiger" I say. I pull you back to me and look into your eyes and tell you how much I love you and how special tonight will be for us. "Exploring all our carnal pleasures," is all you can say. You close your eyes as I kiss your cheek and drag my lips to yours. My hand slides down your chest and belly and fumbles with your belt. When I get your belt undone and release the clasp on your pants, they fall to the floor. Oh how I want to taste you, feel that gigantic cock in my mouth. I kneel down, give your enormous rod one long lick and then untie your shoelaces, pull your shoes and socks off. I take you by the hand and have you step out of your pants. You stand naked before me. "Unfair," you shout. "Perhaps," I say, "Come here". I kiss you deeply and then show you our suite, a small fire is burning in the fireplace. It looks so inviting, and the room smells softly of wood smoke and lavender. It is as intoxicating as you are in your pure maleness. I take you by the hand and lean you against a wall. I put your hands at your side. "Until I tell you otherwise, you may NOT touch yourself or me." I warn. I go to the TV, turn it on and put a DVD in. The screen shows 2 men kissing. It is SO hot. "Something for you to watch, baby, I know how excited you get when you watch men make love", I say. "It took me a while to find a high quality man movie, and I know you will enjoy watching this one." You turgid member is straining for release, to be touched, caressed. To be mouth-loved. You are begging softly for my love. "Soon baby," I assure. I stand before you and start unbuttoning my shirt and unzipping my pants. You watch me strip for you. I remove my shirt and T-shirt and caress my hard nipples for you. You are moaning softly. Your eyes move off me and I follow them to the TV as we watch 2 men laying on a bed with their hands on each other cocks, masturbating slowly. You suck in a large rush of air. "I want you to do that," you manage to exhale. I remove my pants, then start sliding my underwear down my legs. That brings your eyes back to me. I step out of the pile of clothes on the floor and stand before you naked. My cock is so long and erect. We look into each other eyes. Nothing is said, just the crackling roar of a fireplace and our hard breathing are the only sounds in the room. I move closer to you, our mighty erections nearly touching. Our cocks start wagging, trying to make contact. I take another small step and our penis' heads just touch. Little "ohhhhs" come from each of us. I move to your side as you silently buck your hips, fucking the air. Your big, golden rod swelling more, leaking copious amounts of juice. I whisper in your ear about all our fantasies. How much fun we have had on the phone. And your eyes are glued watching 1 man suck another man's cock on TV. "I NEED that", you moan. You are purely a sexual being right now, your cock the only sensory tool. It is wagging, trying to make itself release. I find the probe controller and turn it higher. "OH GOD" you cry and your penis starts its pre-ejaculation dance. You are almost ready to cum. "O-O-O-O, I'm building, I want to cum lover, tell me I can cum, make me cum," you demand of me. I kneel in front of you and lick my lips. I am so ready to blow you. I put my lips on the tip of your engorged pole. As you slide into my hot mouth, you can not, will not hold back. The first spurt hits the back of my throat and disappears. You grab my head to avoid falling. Your second ejaculate fills my mouth with your steamy fluids. All I hear is "OHHHHHHHHH". Your third thrust through my rosy lips overflows my mouth and your seed is running down my chin. God I'm drowning in your cum. I stand up, kiss you and your tongue runs in and licks my tongue clean. Your love nectar is so sweet and we swap it back and forth until we get it all down. You are still humping my belly and my enormous erection, spurting your cum all over me, coating my cock with your hot juice. We finally separate and you are dizzy with tingle. "Oh fuck" are the only words coming from you. "Come here baby, let me lay you down" I say, guiding you to the rug in front of the fire. I lay you on your back and spread your legs. And then turn my cherry ass to you and have you run your fingers around my love chute, while I reach for the vibrator probe and then you fuck me with 2 big fingers in my ass and I am SOOO hard. I lean down and remove your backside "friend". A shudder goes through you as I pull it out. I lean down and kiss your delicate, but slightly enlarged, petal. "DO ME, Keith" you command, and I slide my well-lubricated penis around your hole. Your love hole is sucking at me and my cum-covered cock is sliding into you. It sucks me in all the way. We gasp and moan very loudly. As I fill you with my manhood, you pull my face to yours and kiss me again. "Baby," you say, "Fuck me hard. I want you to cum in me now." The past 2 hours or so have been so erotic, and so sexually charged, that my cock swells and then erupts, shooting my fucking hot load in you and then I pull out and ejaculate wildly all over your shiny penis and belly, collapsing on you, while we breathe softly, laying in each other's cum and in each other's arms. We are spent. I pull off the bed comforter and cover us while we breathe and kiss softly. "Oh, sweetie," I say, "you are the greatest!" Our First Date Ch. 02 Chapter 2 -- The Woodland Walk In Part 1 (Our First Date -- The Inn) - I told you a little about how my lover and I became acquainted and how our first meeting was planned. You also intimately shared our first few hours together. * Mmmm. I feel so sexy and your hand on my breast is almost as delicious as your mouth on my other. You are sucking on biting my erect nipple and it's excruciatingly divine. I want to feel you inside me. My groan wakes me from my horny slumber only to feel that it wasn't a dream and you really are caressing my breasts. I groan again and reach out to stroke your beautiful head as I realise where I am and what day this is. The realisation sends a delightful ripple through my very core. I don't open my eyes and still feel a little sleep drunk but this is heaven, surely? You are so good at this and I so want to feel you, to feel your stiff cock inside my throbbing pussy. My hand snakes down, stroking your muscled body, as I seek out your rearing manhood but you stop me and move, grabbing both of my arms and pinning them to the pillow above my head. You don't let up the oral assault on my breasts though and your strength draws another horny moan from my lips. I can feel your hardness and I so want you but you stop what you are doing, kiss me tenderly and passionately on the lips then tell me that it's time to get ready for our walk. I am brutally disappointed that you have called a halt to our sexy play and am so tempted to masturbate as you disappear into the en suite bathroom and turn on the shower. I resist temptation and spend the time tormenting myself by reliving, in my mind, the things we did earlier. This does not help my state of arousal and I feel so turned on and wet it just isn't funny. When you emerge from the bathroom wearing nothing but a fluffy white towel wrapped around your waist I suck in the sight of you; your muscled body, strong and beautifully tattooed arms and I growl at what the visual taste of you does to my sexual appetite. You laugh and slap my bum as I giggle and scoot past you on my way to the shower. The sun is high in the sky and it really is the most perfect afternoon. It's so quiet where we are and we can hear birdsong and the gentle rustle of the summer breeze as it kisses the hedgerows and caresses the long field grass. You have your sports bag with you and tell me that you bribed the landlady into packing a few picnic things together for our walk. That was such a sweet thing to do. I wonder if today could be any more perfect than it is. We chat, flirt and laugh as we stroll along the path that runs between the fields, stepping aside to let the occasional car pass. I feel like a girl, young and carefree. I even run and skip a little, through the grass, as we cut through a field heading towards the woods. You laugh at me and I love the sound of your laughter. The air is warm and dry, filled with the scents of summer; grass, rapeseed, and as we get closer to the trees, the smell of woodland. We walk for an hour or so, occasionally stopping to admire something or steal a kiss. We decide to stop in a small clearing just where the woods thin and we can hear a brook babbling somewhere close. It's perfect, just a perfect spot, far enough off the beaten track so as not to be disturbed by passers by, and sheltered from the heat of the sun by trees. The view is breathtaking. Ahead of us lies a vista of rich and gently rolling farmland full of summer crops of green, gold and bright rapeseed yellow, bordered by dark green hedgerows and punctuated by farm buildings. I turn around to see you sitting on a rug and uncorking a bottle of Chianti and I smile at you and am touched by your thoughtfulness. You offer up a glass of my favourite full-bodied red and I sit down, accept it and take a sip. It's delicious and so are you. No one has ever done anything this nice for me and I sit admiring you as you busy yourself in the bag. Just the sight of you makes me horny and I still struggle to accept that today is real, after talking and dreaming of this for so long. I let out a little groan as I watch you and remember where your lips were only a short while ago. You laugh at me but I can see the bulge in your jeans and it excites me so much. Your laughter makes me blush, you caught me staring again and it's a fair cop. I laugh too. You drop the bag and reach for me, growling. "Come here, wench!" I love it. I love when you're so dominant and it makes me squirm. You have gorgeous lips and I just melt as you kiss me and pin me to the ground. You gently nuzzle and bite my neck, just above the curve to my shoulder, and it makes me gasp. It's the one spot that will just do it to me every time. I try to loose my arms from your grasp but you hold tight and continue your assault. I squeeze my legs together and sense that I am, once again, dripping for you and my pussy is all but crying for you to push your big hard cock into her and fuck her so hard. You stop what you're doing and jump up, dragging me up as you do. I almost topple over but you hold me steady. You lead me, by the hand, towards the trees then stop and turn me around so I am leaning against one of the tree trunks. You kiss me again, biting my lower lip and making me groan again. "Close your eyes and keep them closed. Don't move!" I do as I am bidden and feel you move away from me. I here you retreating then doing something over by where I think the picnic rug is. You're only gone for a minute or so when I hear you return. You instruct me to keep my eyes closed and proceed to take my hands and tie them together, behind the tree, so that I am now bound to the tree. I begin to protest but you silence me with a kiss and tell me not to say anything, just do as I am told. Now you blindfold me again and my world goes dark. I feel a little uneasy, as I have no clue as to what your plans are. You stroke my face with your fingers, caressing my lips with your thumb and you ask me if I am feeling horny. A low moan escapes as you brush your thumb across them. Your hands then trail down and caress my breasts, pinching my nipples through my top. I feel you lift up my top and then my bra so that my breasts are forced to bulge out beneath it. You gasp and I feel your hot mouth close as your hot breath teases my aroused nipples. Then you stop. I hear your foot falls on the grass and the odd twig snap beneath your feet as you walk away and I feel extremely panicky. I am about to say something but remember that you warned me not to say a word. My ears tune in to the sounds around me and I strain to hear you returning but I only hear birds singing as they busy themselves. I hear the breeze rustling through the trees and finding the hardening nipples on my exposed breasts. I wriggle and try to work my hands free of the silken cord that has them bound. It's useless. It won't budge. I stop trying and attempt to quieten the rising panic that is threatening to engulf me. I take deep slow breaths and begin to listen again. I hear something and hold my breath. The sound is coming from a different direction. I begin to panic again then you speak, making me jump. I can hear the amusement in your voice as you talk. "Good girl. You didn't say anything. Keep it up." You kiss me, briefly, and caress my bare and bulging breasts, pinching my nipples and making me gasp. Then your hands drop to the top of my trousers as you undo my belt and button. Then, as suddenly as you appeared, you disappear again. Your touch has left my breathing ragged as I allowed myself to forget, momentarily, that I was tied to the tree and began to get excited at the promise of more. I hear you behind me and feel you touch my hands. Then I hear your zip and feel your cock, as you place it in my hand. It is rock hard. I gently ease it back and forth, playing; I hear your appreciative groan. You then remove yourself from my grasp. I hear your zip, followed by your retreat. Again, I am alone and exposed. I am so frightened that someone might walk by here and see me but, if I am honest, I find that thought extremely horny. I can feel my pussy creaming at the thought. I am straining to listen again and you speak, from a distance away and somewhere in front of me. "I can see your bulging tits and so can everyone else. " I barely have a chance to register what you have said when you are in front of me again, suckling my erect nipples and lowering the zip on my trousers. Then you pull them down and make me step out of them. I don't want you to leave me here again and I am hopeful, as your fingers pull aside my panties, that you won't. You insert a finger into my pussy and withdraw it. I hear you sniff and groan before you speak. "You like this, don't you, my little whore? Do you want to feel my cock inside your dripping cunt? Do you want to feel my tongue lapping at your lips and drinking your juices?" I am about to answer you and you remind me that I am not allowed to speak. You remove my panties and my knees almost buckle as your finger, once again, invades my wet hole then retreats and is forced into my own mouth. You tell me to suck it but I don't really need telling. You are still in front of me and now I can feel your hot breath on my pussy lips. Your strong hands push my legs apart so that you have full and easy access to me. Then you get up; tell me that I have to stay just as I am and take off once again. Oh my god! This is so scary and so very horny at the same time. I am so turned on and want you so badly but this teasing is so erotic. It's torturous but sexy as hell. I am quite shocked at just how much of a turn on I am finding this. I listen out for you, awaiting your return but you don't make a sound. I feel so bare; with my breasts bulging out trapped underneath my bra and my shaved, swollen, pussy out in the open for anybody to happen across. I start to think about the possibilities; to wonder what it would feel like to know that a stranger or strangers were stood near by watching me and seeing this. I wonder if it would excite them and whether their cocks would be bulging at the sight. These thoughts make me cream and I mentally chastise myself but I like it. I am so aroused by the thoughts that I even groan and try, once again, to loose my hands from the cord that restrains them. I want to touch my pussy. I need to come. But I can do nothing. I hear a sound and hold my breath so I can listen. I can hear you approaching but I can hear sounds from different directions. Now I am mortified at the possibility that you are not alone but what can I do? I remember how I felt, moments before, as I imagined this scenario and I relax a little and give myself permission to feel excited and boy, do I feel excited! Your face is next to my ear and you whisper, heavily, to me so that your breath makes me tingle and moan. "I'm back, my little slut. You were getting horny then because you heard noises from several directions, weren't you?" Your hand reaches down to rub my mound and you slide a finger into my pussy. I can't deny how horny I am because I must be dripping. You drop down in front of me and put your face to my wetness, take a deep breath and breathe in my scent. You growl and I go weak at the knees. You tell me I have been a good little whore and that I deserve to have your cock in my mouth. I feel you stand up and then you leave me alone like this, again! I am so close to saying something; begging you to stay and fuck me but I keep my thoughts in my head. I tune in to the sounds surrounding me once again and relax a little because I know you will be back and we are off the beaten track. As I listen I can hear faint sounds that must be coming from far away. I hold my breath and strain to catch it. I freeze as I hear a voice, a long way away or, at least, very faint. Oh my god! I don't hear a voice. I hear voices. I desperately try to free my hands to absolutely no avail, perhaps if I am still, quiet and make like I'm part of the tree? I try to pull myself together and force myself to be quiet and listen. There are definitely two voices or even more although I can make out nothing that is being said. I take a deep breath and attempt to convince myself that you won't let anybody else see me like this but I fail. I know that you know that the idea of getting caught or someone watching this is a huge turn on for me. I play around, in my mind, with these scenarios and ideas, I forget my fear and panic as I, once again, feel my pussy throbbing at the thoughts I am having. I imagine the scene. Me, tied to a tree and totally exposed; my breasts forcibly bulging out from beneath my bra which is lifted above them and is acting as a binding; my bare and dripping pussy on full display in the cleft between my splayed legs; a strange man walking by and seeing me. He says nothing but I hear him approach and he touches my breasts, massaging and kneading them, catching my erect nipples between his fingers and squeezing them. I groan loudly as my body remembers the sensations. He drops to his knees and begins to tease my hungry pussy with his tongue and lips ... "I'm back my little cock hungry and horny little whore." I start as I really was lost in my little fantasy and didn't hear you approach. You squeeze my breasts and bite my nipples and now I am really moaning loudly, I can hardly contain myself because I am so turned on and hot that I am close to an orgasm. You take the horny sounds from my lips with yours as you kiss me hard and bite my bottom lip. I just groan all the more. You are driving me to complete and utter distraction. I am aware of nothing else bar the feelings you solicit from my eager body with your hungry mouth. "You have been good and good girls get rewards, get down on your knees, slut." You manoeuvre me down but the only way I can get to my knees is to have my legs spread far apart so that my pussy and ass are totally exposed. You grab my hair and I feel your steel hard cock and cold cock ring pushing against my lips which open readily to receive my prize. I tease you, circling the tip of my tongue around your knob and flicking the frenulum and tip of your glans repeatedly. You comb your fingers through my hair and groan. I suck as I take you into my mouth in a long slow stroke and maintain a vacuum as I pull back, circling the tip, quickly, before taking you back in. I do this for a little while and I can tell by how your cock jerks and your breathing is ragged that you love it. My warm wet mouth is so hungry for you, I start to slide my head back and forth a little faster and you are controlling my pace with your grip on my hair. As you thrust your rigid manhood into my hot tight mouth my tongue brushes your sensitive tip. With each thrust of your rearing manhood you reach my throat and I hear and feel you getting closer to coming. This excites me so much; my pussy is desperate to be filled but I want to do this for you. I can taste your pre cum and I want the rest. I suck hungrily begging your cock to pay its salty tribute. Then you take a deep breath and stop me, pulling away. You untie my hands and tell me to stand up, turn around and reach around the tree. You re-tie my hands so that I am now hugging the tree trunk with my bare ass exposed. You adjust me so that my ass is jutting out and my legs are, once again, spread. You're now back behind me and with your hands on both cheeks, massaging them whilst you rub your cock, luridly, up and down my crack rubbing it against my clit and making me moan and want you so much. I tell you. "Oh God! Please fuck me! Fuck me hard. I want you so badly. Now, please!" You pull away and I feel a sharp slap against my ass cheek that makes me jump but it also makes me moan and my pussy throb. "I told you not to speak, whore!" You slap my other ass cheek and solicit yet another groan from me before pushing your rock hard cock into my pussy making my knees almost buckle. Your hands come around to knead my exposed breasts which are still bulging out from beneath my hiked up bra. You twist and pinch my hard and aroused nipples and I am on the verge of coming. I can barely stand up and lean heavily on the tree trunk that I am still bound to while you fuck me savagely and it feels so good. I am aware of nothing else, no sounds except the sound my own whimpering as my pussy yields to the rhythmic ramming of your onslaught; and your grunts of mounting pleasure as my pussy muscles grip you tightly bringing you closer to orgasm. With each thrust your cock ring nudges against my G spot and I can't keep quiet as you pump harder and faster. I let out a series of long and horny moans as you tweak my nipples and brutally make me climax. You can feel my orgasm as my pulsating pussy clenches your cock, sending you over the edge. Your body stiffens and you let out a deep, guttural groan as you empty your load of hot, sticky cum into my tight and still shuddering hole. My orgasmic contractions milk your cock of every last drop and you grip my hips to steady your trembling legs. You pull away and untie my hands. You then gather me into your strong arms and, holding me close, you tenderly kiss my forehead and tell me that I am beautiful and so darned horny. You then put my swollen breasts back into my bra and pull my top down before dressing my bottom half and leading me back to the rug. You sit me down and remove my blindfold. You pass me a glass of wine and affectionately stroke my cheek. You lie down and pat your chest. "Come here, darlin'." I finish my wine and snuggle down beside you resting my head on your chest. You play with my hair as I listen to your recovering heartbeat. I am still feeling slight after-shocks as my pussy recovers from your onslaught and I smile, totally content ... for now. I hear a deep growl and laugh. You lift your head and ask me what I'm laughing at. Then you too hear your tummy rumbling loudly, as if to remind you that you've had your fun and now it's time to eat. * Thank you to Munchy_in_France for acting as my editor. Our First Date Ch. 03 A popping ember from a fireplace log snaps and brings me out of my drowsiness. I don't know how long we have been napping in each other's arms. But I feel very refreshed, if not a little sticky. Burning candles on the Jacuzzi give me an idea and I slide out from under the comforter. I begin filling the Jacuzzi with hot water and scented soap bubbly. I touch myself and find a hint of an erection. I come back to the fireplace and gently kiss you and squeeze your smallish cock, waking you from your nap. I look you in the eyes, grab your hand and ask, "Do you want to play some more?" You roll your eyes in mock amusement, as if to say, "Dumb question." We get into the tub, filling nicely with very warm, relaxing, soapy water. It is so comforting. We are opposite ends of the tub, legs overlapping. I can reach your feet and begin to massage them. As I do, I begin to feel the stirrings in my loins. You are reveling in your foot massage, eyes closed, hand hidden underwater. I slide my foot between your legs and find your hand caressing your stiffening cock. No wonder you look so content. As my foot finds your hand, you wrap your hand around my foot and slowly, almost casually begun to hump my foot. It must feel good for you because it feels really good to me. "Oh fuck baby," you begin reminiscing, "I have never been so hot, so hard as I was tonight. When you told me I could not touch myself and then you teased me with my ass vibrator. Oh God. I was so ready to come anytime. And then you made me watch men make love with their hands and mouth, I could hardly stand it. I wanted to fuck you so bad. And you wouldn't let me. I NEEDED to come, to be masturbated, then, lover, you touched me with your lips and I could do nothing but come and come hard in your mouth. Thank you, loverboy, for making me cum. Strangely, I feel like coming again." I laugh out loud and hard, "Strangely?" I spurt. "You're fucking my foot, buddy; of course you feel like coming again." You open eyes as if you were in a trance and nearly blush. I think you didn't even realize my foot was your surrogate hand. But having realized that, you slide a foot into my crotch and start massaging my boner. Working your toes on my dick cap, teasing my circumcised ring. Oh my, a foot job. And it feels oh so sensual in the heavily scented water. Now it's getting interesting. I take my other foot to meet my "working" foot, making a tight crease for you to slide in and out of. You are seriously getting worked up. I take my feet away and turn around in the tub, now lying next to you. My hand grabs that luscious golden rod of yours, as I crawl into the small of your armpit. I look up and reach for your lips with mine. Kissing you, then my tongue darts in to find your fire. You are now moaning, and I can feel your cock surging in my hand. You deserve my ass, and I stand up to kneel over the tub. My legs are still in the water, and you slide right in behind me. Your wet hands search for my delicate petal, drawing circles tighter and tighter, like a bulls-eye, then plunge your thumb into my waiting ass. It feels so good, your tiny thumb-cock. Fucking me slowly, gently, tenderly. Then you take your other hand off my left cheek and force your other thumb up me too. Oh my god. You spread your thumbs, making me bigger, uncomfortably so. My moan has the threat of pain. You lower my ass into the water and I feel hot water seep into my ass. Maybe I'm delirious, because I don't feel you remove your thumbs and replace it with that fucking hard cock of yours. You're pounding my ass, draped over me, breathing your hot breath on my neck. Stroking in and out of me. Using my butt hole to masturbate yourself with. Sometimes deep, sometimes very short, repetitious strokes. Then I feel you stiffen, then scream, then buckle as your eruption empties into my ass. Oh you are so erect, will it never die? You keep pumping my cherry ass, ropes of cum shooting up my ass. Then you pull your pole out, and keep sliding up and down my soapy crack, shooting cum on my back. Didn't you just cum in my mouth a few hours ago? My bruised dick, banging on the side of the tub, needs serious relief. You finally exhaust that seemingly endless supply of love juice you have coated me with. You are spent. That blow job I gave you a few hours ago is nothing compared to how wasted you are now. But I'm not. You lay back in the tub, completely and totally relaxed. I sit up on the side of the tub, spread my legs and start caressing my balls, sliding my fingers down to my aching, but drenched love hole. At eye level, your interest is piqued. I start to move my hand up my very hard rod. Stroking it, squeezing it. Moving both hands now around my sexual parts. Squeezing and stretching my balls. Masturbating forcefully. You have a glint in your eye as you lean forward and open your mouth and look up at me. "May I?" you ask? "God yes, please," I reply. You weren't really waiting for an answer, as your hot lips engulf my straining penis before the words were out of my mouth. Your right hand is stroking my cock, giving me a wonderful hand job as your lips massage the top half of my enormous pole. You can tell I'm so close to explosion, as the pace of your mouth and hand quicken. You pull your mouth off me, but leave it open, almost as a target, while you jack me off, faster and faster until my hot cum starts to shoot onto your face and then I find your mouth again and fuck hard and fast, filling you with my love. I won't release your head from my cock until you've sucked all my cum from me. Now it is I who is spent. "Let's go to bed, while our cocks are still soft," you recommend. We pull the drain plug, towel each other off, spending extra time in our sensitive crotch areas. Your relieved penis is so cute, I slide my mouth over ALL of it, fitting so nicely in my mouth when it isn't hard. I run my tongue all over it and it feels so good, so clean, so empty. Finally we are finished drying off and touching and playing, we crawl into bed, legs and arms tangled about each other, as we drift into sex-charged dreamland. "I hope you can get it up in the morning," I tease, "I'm not through with you yet." All I hear is the soft purr of a thoroughly relaxed, sleeping boyfriend.