Id had a date one night and it was a complete dud. Was holding out a bit of hope that he would be someone special, but it just wasnt meant to be. So, I got home and logged on to my msn and a guy I had been chatting to from RHP was online. He knew about my date and asked after me, told him the dreaded outcome and as usual he offered to come and "make me feel better!" For about a month, I had been resisiting his advances, dont know why but because of my date disaster and being incredibly horny, I said to him, yes, get in your car and get up here now. Now I knew this guys name and had seen him on cam, but thats it.
But still, I gave him my address and told him to hurry and get here as soon as he could. Now this poor man lived in Brisbane and Im about an hour away, but he did what he was told.
About an hour later, I txt him and said "where are you" About 15 mins away his reply was. I told him that he had better find my place quickly and that I was waiting in bed for him, naked and ready. So he had better not make me get out of bed to come and find him. That poor man! lol
I unlocked my front door, poored another glass of wine, turned the lights down and went to bed, wrapped myself in a soft fluffy pink blanket to wait.
If Im honest, I was a little nervous. But I was so excited and dripping wet. I had given a man I didnt know, my address and was waiting in bed for him to come and fuck me. Thank god for red wine!!!
Anyway, I heard the door open, then close and then footsteps to my room. Then, there he was, my friend. Standing at the foot of my bed, crawling up my bed to me, his tongue in my mouth, kissng me hard and passionately. His fingers inside me, me dripping. We stopped kissing and I said "You must be Bruce" "You could have at least shaved!" lol His response? "You told me to get here in a hurry!!" God bless horny men!!!
We kissed so hard and fast, tearing Bruces clothes of his body, which was so smooth and hard. His cock was beautiful, hard and begging for a nice warm place to play. All 8 inches of him. I was so wet, it was amazing, I was dripping, begging for him to take me. I love that feeling when a cock eases inside me and it was all I wanted. He didnt disappoint. He was an experienced and skillfull lover and I just wanted to fuck him forever. At times it felt like not only his cock was fucking me, but his whole body was just part of me?
I kept thinking, I dont know this man, but I really dont care. He was making me feel so good. We fucked for a few hours, both came a couple of times and slept. Touching, every inch of my skin was alive and wanting to fuck him again but he had to go. The "real world" of work was calling.
We still talk, and every now and then talk about a repeat, but how do you top the excitment of that?
I have a few ideas... some involve other people, toys all sorts of good things, but maybe such a great experience should remain a brilliant memory? Who knows, maybe next story time I'll fill you in on the update.