When I entered the room he quickly closed a browser window he had open of a big brunette bbw with huge tits cam-ing. I smiled and said, "You don't have to close your porn because of me, I don't mind." He sheepishly explained that it was distracting anyways. I showed him this large but skinny book I'd brought with old scifi and horror movie posters beautifully adorning its pages. I gave it to him, knowing his obsession with MST3K and classic movies was worse than mine, and how he would appreciate it even more than a nerd like myself. He handed me a four movie dvd set of some classic horror film... Continue»
When I entered the room he quickly closed a browser window he had open of a big brunette bbw with huge tits cam-ing. I smiled and said, "You don't have to close your porn because of me, I don't mind." He sheepishly explained that it was distracting anyways. I showed him this large but skinny book I'd brought with old scifi and horror movie posters beautifully adorning its pages. I gave it to him, knowing his obsession with MST3K and classic movies was worse than mine, and how he would appreciate it even more than a nerd like myself. He handed me a four movie dvd set of some classic horror films I was half familiar with, to borrow.
We smoked a couple of bowls, first of his stuff, then of mine. We talked and caught up.
Things were highly charged, but we were happy to get high and converse awhile longer.
He actually asked me for one of my amazing back massages, and of course I obliged. I rubbed him for a very long time, working everything painful out, even massaging his legs and arms, fingers and feet.
After maybe a half an hour to forty-five minutes we could not wait any longer. We went into fucking mode and started with lots of kissing and fondling, and then he started delicately licking, nipping at and teasing my nipples, building up until he was devouring them. My pussy pulsed in anticipation for a good fucking.
I did not know what he would do or want this time. I was very pleased when he finger fucked me with several fingers in the way only he knows how. He seemed to have studied squirting techniques with other women, as he sticks out in my mind for forcing me to squirt at least four, maybe five times the first time we were together. I felt the familiar almost-release, like a burn where he angled his fingers at. I came all over him, releasing a hot squirt which instantly drenched the bed.
He began to pound my swollen, spasming cunt with his slender 8 inch cock, so that he was using deep and hard strokes, building to a frenzy till I was cumming again, this time all over his cock and balls. We were up just long enough to drink a bit of water.
He had actually been working very hard on me for a long time, so when we got back in bed he laid back and I made myself a little home between his legs, worshipping his cock and balls with my tongue, mouth and throat. I did some famous deep throating, getting messy, gagging, and working my throat into a perfect little fuckhole like it should be. He came so hard in my mouth, shooting his load back into my throat. We collapsed happily, I drank some water, we did whatever for a bit.
I had told him I would have to leave early, which he didn't mind, though we sl**p well together and we snuggle close for most of the night. I got dressed and went to say goodnight but his hands wouldn't stop feeling my mound through my leggings and he was moaning about how much heat there was coming from my pussy and I had to, could not even stop myself from fucking him once again.
I began to worship his cock and balls again, being very naughty, enjoying his responses, his moans and almost-growls making me crazy. Lots of play here, but as I was about to work his cock into feeling a bit too good, he grabbed my hands, pulling me up towards his chest and face, and said, "Come up here," which means it is time to mount his beautiful cock.
I climbed aboard and again, we were hitting seemingly impossibly deep angles, and after taking my time enjoying what his cock slamming me from below felt like, I began to take charge, fucking the whole length of his shaft, squeezing him, working his cock from tip to balls with my soaking, hot pussy. I worked it till I had a sort of slow, dreamy, cum which gushed forth again. That was so hot, he came too while my orgasm was tapering off and sort of just going on till we finally stopped moving. My mind was blown. And he said that he came just as hard as the super hard cum of the blow job I had just given him.
I will admit that when I was on top and we were jamming our bodies together I began to see, in the darkness and with my eyes closed at times, the cavern inside myself and his cock in it from the inside perspective. It was like this beautiful grand canyon-esque and also cave-like glimpse. When we came, but more specifically when his cum shot into my pussy from below, I saw the walls of the cavern light up this amazing blue light, illuminating the cracks and lines of it. I sometimes see things no one else does and have some experience with watching energy. However, this was very different, bordering on a trance of some kind, or perhaps I experienced synaesthesia of a sort.
I begrudgingly got dressed, tucked him in with a kiss and he sort of popped up suddenly to walk me to the door. We made plans. Next Friday night I would happily set aside time for my new friend.