Andy and I had just finished grabbing dinner and he managed to convince me to have one drink before going home. Being the lightweight alchoholic that I am, after one drink we end up at my place and I get creampied.
Most people are surprised to find out that I get tipsy after only one drink. Andy is surprised but I assure him that I’m not super drunk drunk. To prove it, I manage to open my door on the first try, which involves two locks. We head to my bedroom where I briefly consider putting on a candle, before stripping off my clothes and climbing into bed.
I hear Andy growl as he pulls off his t-shirt and starts to take off his jeans. He climbs into bed with me and for a moment we enjoy sharing the warmth of each other’s bodies under the quilt. Tonight has been a much colder night than previous, possibly the first night of winter. We start to kiss. First it’s a light peck on the lips, tentative and friendly. It turns more feverish and demanding as we make ourselves familiar with the contours of each other’s faces.
The heat rises between us as our tongues glide and thrash against each other, our lips hovering over neck, jaw, ears. Our arms are wrapped around each other, stroking and clinging and our legs are intertwined. Part passion, part survival in the cold of my room. I can feel the heat coming from his cock which is rock hard and pressing against my belly.
Andy has a gloriously large cock. It’s on the threshold of being too big for me, which is why we only see each other occasionally, every time I’ve forgotten how sore I was the last time we rendezvoused. Sometimes I marvel at the fact my legs don’t shut from pure fear, but he’s a very, very selfless lover.
He also knows exactly how to push my buttons. Biting my ear, holding me tightly and pressing himself closer to me. He rubs up and down against my clit, stimulating me through the thin fabric of my panties. I moan with pleasure, the need to feel his heat inside me mounting. He doesn’t oblige straight away though, deciding instead to continue the slow, teasing torture.
Lying side by side, my left leg is hitched over his. He uses is hands to lift it up a little, leverage himself and then I feel his cock pushing up against my opening, my panties having now been moved slightly to the side. He rubs himself against my a few times, coating the tip of his cock in my juices which are flowing freely by this point.
I’m moaning even louder now, my arms wrapped around his head and my head buried into his neck, waiting and anticipating. When he finally enters me in one smooth, hard stroke, I’m overcome with the feeling over being completely filled. His cock hits the very back of me, pushing me to my limits, relaxing me as he pulls out slowly then jerking me as he pushes back in.
I cling on for dear life, unable to do much since my whole body is weak and convulsing against his strong thrusts. He alternates between slow and shallow, and furiously fast and shallow, giving me no time to get used to any one sensation and constantly making my crying out. I know he likes it when I’m loud. Sometimes he pushes in a little more, and I can’t help but yelp. I like this game, of finding how much I can take. It’s not done roughly and it’s exciting.
We change to my favourite position, which is me lying on my front, my bottom raised a little. He pushes in from behind and it’s the most comfortable I am with him inside me. I also don’t need to worry about collapsing as I’m already laid down. He starts a steady rhythm, and as the sensation of a climax builds up inside me, I feel him reach down with his fingers to play with my ass.
He uses my juices to lubricate his finger, and without missing a stroke, he slips a finger into my ass, still riding me from behind. The sudden sensation on top of already getting fucked so nicely is too much and I can’t help but cum right there and then. I push my butt back as much as possible, to feel him as deep as possible in that moment as my body convulses and thrashes in the throws of passion.
I feel him tense up and then he gives one, two, three hard thrusts before I feel his cock exploding inside me. I can feel his cum shooting straight into me, as his cock trembles. He collapses on top of me and for a while we lay there panting, our sweat mixing together. He then pulls out slowly and I can feel juice and sperm leak out of me, before he cleans it up with a tissue.