Meeting Anne - Sex Stories

Meeting Anne

... know her reactions well enough. “Are you cumming? Tell me if you are. I don’t know your body yet.” “No, not yet,” she said. “It just feels really good.” We went back to kissing, her hand finding my cock again from time to time, stroking it eagerly. After a while she moved my hand away from her pussy. “It’s almost too intense,” she told me, “Lay back.” I lay on my back again, and she slid down the bed to once more take my cock in her mouth. She sucked at me eagerly, hollowing her cheeks with the effort. Soon she was bobbing up and down, and my hips were involuntarily thrusting upwards. She gagged a bit again, and once more she murmured “I’m sorry.” I felt a pang of guilt at having hurt her, even as I was confused by why she was apologizing to me . She licked her way down my cock, and as she neared my balls, I instructed her to suck them. She immediately took one in her mouth, and moved it around inside her mouth as she sucked vigorously. The feeling was a mix of electricity and the edge of pain, and its intensity soon overwhelmed me. I pulled her off and up to me, and we kissed again. “What would you like to do now?” I asked, realizing that up until now everything we had done had been what I wanted when I wanted it. “I want you to fuck me, in my pussy this time.” I fumbled for another condom, and struggled a little to put it on. She giggled as she watched my difficulty. “Having a moment there?” she teased me. I unrolled the condom completely and pushed her down onto the bed, ...

... face up. Her face was a picture of lust and anticipation rolled into one. I slid into her easily, and we kissed again as I started to fuck her, hard and fast from the beginning. Her pussy was impossibly wet and slick, and the idea that she found me so arousing made my cock tingle as it impaled her. Our tongues danced lightly and eagerly in each other’s mouths. With one hand I took her wrists and pinned them back against the bed over her head. I knew she had unfulfilled bondage fantasies, and even though we hadn’t been able to get the gear we wanted ready for this meeting, I suspected that this would be to her liking. I wasn’t wrong. Her reactions to my cock in her pussy intensified with her hands pinned down, and after what seemed like an impossibly short time she was moaning to me that she was cumming. Her body tensed beneath me, and I was relieved that it had been so fast, because I had been on the edge for too long, and I couldn’t have gone much longer without cumming myself. I fucked her through the last aftershocks of her orgasm, and then I pulled out of her, eliciting a small sigh. I stood up and pulled her to her feet, removing the condom as I did. As soon as she was off the bed, I nudged her to her knees and told her that I wanted to cum on her face, as we had fantasized about on the phone. I had only had one girlfriend who had ever liked that, and now Anne had made it clear that the only thing that was off limits was my cumming directly in her mouth, but beyond that ...