So I finally had sex. In fact a lot’s happened since my last post, I had two more dates, both the guys where nothing like their photos, which was really disappointing. However Reece –the guy I had sex with- was really nice.
He’s a 27 year old primary school teacher; tall, with dark hair and a very handsome face, that holds two large button eyes. He has his own house (useful) and car (again useful). We went on a date just to see if there was sexual attraction and there was.
We spoke a little on via SMS and both agreed we’d like to see each other again. Reece said he wasn’t fussed if we didn’t do anything, I thanked him as I was nervous, but secretly I was hoping we could.
I arrived at his and we sat and drank (alcohol). First we watched Hocus Pocus, then Drag Me to Hell, and finally some episodes of Family Guy. We had great banter, but literally nothing sexual at all. I was hoping the wine or vodka would kick in and give me some false confidence, but nothing.
As the night went on we moved into his bedroom and proceeded to watch Family Guy, by this point I’d been there a fair few hours and we hadn’t touched once. We sat like two long sardines in the bed. He had his side, I had mine.
I changed in to my pyjamas, a baggy top and boxers, and he took his que and did the same – just boxers. I even looked away when he changed, timid or what? Now we lay next to each other like two barely-dressed sardines, still nothing.
It was actually getting a little awkward and I missed Ryan’s aggressive advances, at least then things could have got going.
He then turned off the T.V and light, now in the dark he said the obvious “This is awkward” followed by a half laugh, I can’t even remember my response. “We can at least spoon?” He continued as he started to big-spooned around me, I however faced him, hoping that a few close glances would be enough to kick things off. It didn’t even take that.
He leant in, now resting on one elbow he was hovering over me “You’re so fit. Sorry I know said it before, but you really are.” He followed that by going in for the kiss.
I embraced him, wrapping my arms around him; it was a great kiss – no tongue. I decided after the horrific Ryan incident I will avoid all tongue.
“I have one rule. I don’t use tongue in these situations” I thought I’d rather be up front, rather than wait to see if he was saliva monster.
“That’s fine” he said, although he tried a few times.
Things were moving at a very quick pace. Within seconds he removed his boxers, I found his dick awkward, in the dark I couldn’t tell if he was cut or un-cut, and when I grabbed it I couldn’t tell where was the best place to start tugging from. So rather than risk a bad hand-job (nothing worse) I opted to use my mouth, – like I said before, one of my specialties.
Within seconds I had him, he loved it, moaning, fixated on what I was doing, and every time I bashed his bell-end against the back of my throat he look up to the heavens – thanking them. After a while he chose to return the favour, he was alright, not the best blow job I had, but he competition was tough (that guy I mentioned in my other blog – my lover- his blowjobs were honestly amazing).
Before via SMS Reece told me he was a top and I could definitely tell. He was desperate to fuck me. His dick was hanging by my hole as we kissed in missionary, with the occasionally thrust, just so I knew he wanted in “You got lube and condoms?” I asked.
“Yeah” he said panting, and he quickly opened a draw at the side of the bed. While he fiddled with the condom in the dark I lubed myself, pushing a finger in just so my body could get ready for him. We were soon back to kissing – still no tongue – and he was now using his own fingers on me, I usually hate this but with the kissing and wanking it felt nice.
He then asked me to turn on my front – doggy style. Not my favourite position but I knew it was good at getting things started. With my head buried low in his pillows, arse in the air he went in. It felt odd at first, it been a while since I’d been fucked but luckily he was a lot smaller than my ex (Reece wasn’t small in anyway, my ex was just well hung and thick).
I soon found the rhythm of it as I slowly lifted myself up in the dark, allowing him to kiss my back and neck, it was actually really hot, and the as I write this I’m actually giving myself a boner (I need a wank). He then started getting heavier and faster, I needed to adjust to allow him to go harder, I leant forward on my arms (proper doggy style) and he went harder and harder, he was now leaning on the wall with his arms as he fucked me. I could of cummed if I tossed myself enough, but I was saving myself for missionary. He however wasn’t, after about five minutes (if that) he cummed – but I didn’t realise at the time.
Then things got funny, because he pulled out and turned me over, and started tugging at me fiercely, and sucking as if desperate to get the cum out. I recognised these as the signs of someone who just cummed (desperate for the other person to climax as well), but I thought to myself surely he hasn’t cummed already?
His dick looked softer and I was trying to be coy by feeling if there was any cum in the end of the condom that was still on his dick. I grabbed the end of the condom it felt like there was, but I couldn’t believe it be over that soon.
“Have you cummed?” I had to ask, because there’s nothing worse than waiting for you sexual partner to cum once you have. After a guy has blown his load he just wants to either have a tea or sleep, not carry on wanking and sucking.
“Yeah” as he said the words I started to wank aggressively touching his body, still locking with his lips.
“I’m cumming” As soon as I finished he jumped off the bed looking relieved grabbing me tissues.
Once cleaned I big spooned him for the rest of the night, and after breakfast went home. It was a great night. The sex was short, but just having it after such a long time was amazing.
He’s a busy guy, always teaching, marking, and talking to parents, and as it took us so long to get things going, I guess he was just tired, not in the mood for long more complicated sex.
He is now my official fuck buddy (although his sex drive is a lot higher than my own, so he sees a few other guys).
We are meeting again, although I said this time I want to fuck in missionary, and he has to verbally tell me when he cums, because loud moans are not definitive enough for me – he agreed.
Will keep you updated, as still planning dates with other guys, one in particular is a complete heart throb.
Oh and Reece said he’d be up for 3/4/5somes…SO A LOT TO LOOK FORWARD TO.
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