Animalistic Expectations Chapter #1: Realization - Sex Stories

Animalistic Expectations Chapter #1: Realization

... single time? There was no reason to just have sex...the boundaries needed to be pushed each and every attempt. Why wouldn't every living being on the planet feel precisely the same? It went beyond the physical act, for him. It became animalistic. He thought back to specific instances. One of which was their first time. She made him wait a little while. Just like the short amount of time it took her to submit to his dating requests, she didn't make him wait too long to actually experience her experience either. She had blown his cock, but she wouldn't let him enter her just yet....but, again, not too long. By the way, there was no downplaying those amazing blowjobs either! She was beyond words! Beyond anything he had ever experienced in his past. It was numerous levels up! A totally different playing field! Imagine what the first entry would be like? He continued pinching himself, just like he does still to this day. Without incredible detail, that first night was unforgettable. It was his first taste of the experience he knew she would provide to him. She carefully planned her outfit, and man, was it sexy! Everything he imagined, in his wildest fantasies, was just what stood in front of him. She was breathtaking. He can remember working up to that moment with her. She controlled most of the scene, of course, due to her experience. It was obvious, she knew how to navigate the night. She directed the show, so to say. Back then, she even seductively assisted putting on the ...

... condom. Every slippery part of the experience was sexual...and then, he entered her for that first time. It was euphoria. She knew EXACTLY how to make it her own! She knew EXACTLY how to make him slip into that subconscious state of bliss, inside her wetness and embrace. When all was said and done, which wasn't just one time around the track, he can remember her saying that he fit her perfectly. She had commented numerous times, throughout different conversations, about how big he was, but now, the latest revelation was the most rewarding of all. He fit her perfectly! Forget the size, the thickness. None of it mattered, even though she actually chuckled in an amazed and impressed fashion, about how large he truly was. Fitting her was the most rewarding compliment of all. She told him it was like he was made for her. His exact shape and size filled her perfectly. She had never had better. Most women probably tell their partners that they are big, or thick or whatever. She told him all of these things, and then more...and he knew she was entirely genuine. All of her experience, that he assumed she had, granted immediate weight to her statements. He was on top of the world. Is it not obvious that she was a sexual dynamo? Let's look back at another example. It was another night of fun, flirting, drinking, and laughing. Now, it was time to go back to the hotel room. She hated that he smoked, but she accepted it, only for him. She always hated the smell, but she lived with it. He tried ...