Early Christmas

As he led me to the bedroom, he stopped to kiss me. I could feel my heart thumping really loud, nervous yet eager. All sorts was going through my head that night. He opened the door and I followed him in.

“Do you want a drink?” he asked. I nodded.

“You look nervous, are you sure you want to go through with it?” he asked again.

“Sure and I’m not nervous. I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” I retorted.

I stood there like a statue staring at the cozy bed. Then I looked around the room and imagine myself being his partner, immediately I felt at ease. Hmm…sometimes a little imagination helps. I skipped towards the bed and plonked myself like I just made a homerun.

He smiled.

“Aha, now you’re making yourself really comfy, eh?” he winked.

He instantaneously joined me, offered me a drink and sipped his coke. Once he was done with it, he put it on the beside table and turned to me. “Can I kiss you again?” he asked.

“Did it stop you the first time?” I replied.

Then he kissed me. For a long time.

He stopped to give me a long look.

“What is something wrong?” I enquired.

He smiled and bent down to kiss me again. It was a nice kiss. His lips were thin but soft and his tongue met mine half way. Slowly he lowered down to my neck and up again. I could feel his hardness way down there.

His hands wandered around my breast and I silently begged for him to strip me. As if reading my mind, he kneeled upwards took off his shirt and pulled up my dress. He proceeded to kiss me again as his hands cruised my body as if searching for lost treasure.

When he found ‘em and slipped it off me. I looked at him and said “I’m going to take of your pants now. I want you inside of me.”

Without saying a word, I led myself to his buckle and zipper; stripping him silly. I felt like a little girl being all excited opening her Christmas presents. It was indeed felt like it was Christmas because the thing that sprang out of his pants was even better than what I expected. Talk about having your wish come true.

We both smiled, satisfied with what we saw and instantly grabbing hold of each other. Savouring every inch of each other when he stood up and said, “I’m going to put on a condom.” Not only he was sweet but considerate too.

“Sure” I said, hardly hearing myself.

When he returned, he climbed on top of me and slide his ever delicious cock into me. Hitting the jackpot, I moaned out loud as he began riding me. Nothing has ever felt so good. It was purely conventional, the sex we had. Both he and I didn’t mind it at all.

In the end, without planning we both orgasmed together. He held me tight all night while begging me not to leave.

I waited until he dozed off before writing him a note telling him I had to go but will be back in a couple of hours and he’ll have me all to himself for the next few days.