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A fantasy I didnt know I had

Guy reached out to me on Tuesday and immediately caught my attention with his email, then his eyes and smile sparked a little something in me. He showed respect, intellect, manners, and a no pressure attitude, in which I responded with a thank you for having class. I let him know that I would like to meet him but had my boy for the week. We moved our conversation over to Kik and continued to have good little chats, again with no sexual pressures. He said he read my profile 3 times because he could see into my personality from my writing. This impressed me as he took the time to read my lengthy very wordy profile. He too has good writing skills. He was a complete gentleman and sex was not in our communication other than to agree that he too was not looking for just a sex partner but a FWB as like I am.

During our texting, we had similar humor, he certainly understood mine. All the while, light flirting but staying on track with getting to know each other. It was a big turn on.

By Friday morning, we felt comfortable with each other, sending flirty little text and making each other laugh. He just so happened to be off from work that day and accepted my invitation to meet for lunch. He was more than happy to make the drive. When I met him, I was pleasantly surprised and we could both feel the intense energy between us.

During lunch, it was almost too difficult to eat. The charge we had could be felt by the bartender as she winked at me and nodded at him as if indicating "good catch"! We were sitting side by side and I could feel the heat rising within me without him even touching me. His eyes had my attention the whole time, it was as if he locked me in and there was no escaping, not that I wanted to, I was his to keep. I know he felt the same cause his sexy smile was telling me he was pleased with me. I'm sure we had conversation but I couldn't tell you what it was about. I felt as if everything around me was silent and all I could hear was the sound of my blood pumping through my veins, swelling me in all the right places, stirring me to the point I felt the moistened between my legs and I too felt pleased with myself. As we were preparing to leave, I stood up and my face was so close to his, I could not help but to give a gentle sexy kiss to this amazing man sitting in front of me. Then the only words I heard were his whisper “oh... I'll be giving you a kiss outside”! My head was swimming by the smell of him, his soft lips on mine, his strong body getting up to walk me to my car.

As he escorted me like a gentleman would to my car, I grew more nervous as my knees were weak. He turned me and pulled me in to him and kissed me so passionately I moaned allowed. Releasing my body into his, feeling his body stir and pressed against me I could feel the strength of his manhood pressing on to me. His tongue was soft and fat which excited me. He was such an amazing gently sexy kisser that my eyes flew open at the thought of what he could do with that tongue. “Oh my” I thought, I'm ready now! Please just take me with you, my mind was running wild with excitement. After a few more heated kisses and a few more moans released uninhibited by me, it was over. Time for me to get back to work. As he walked away, I felt my body buzzing with tingles all over. I sat in my car and I could feel the pain between my legs but there was nothing I could do about it.

I went back to work and could not focus... I was flushed to the point that my manager asked me if I was okay. She seriously thought I was not feeling well. Little did she know that I was feeling euphoric, much better than ok! A few gracious texts between me and guy were exchanged and we agreed that we "clicked" so we could make a date when I was free. Literally, minutes later, the stars realigned themselves in my favor. My ex-husband asked if my son could stay with him for the evening since he bought him a great birthday gift and my son wanted to play with it. Absolutely, at my son's plea I agreed. As we ended our conversation about my sons’ birthday, I took a chance to text guy about my evening being open. The sparks had not even settled and they were immediately reignited bursting with flames. Oh, the excitement!

I agreed to drive down to meet my date, both of us unassuming of how the evening would go, just a fly by the seat of our pants kind of moment. His question of me staying the night would be determined by the progression of the evening and how I would like to proceed. But I already knew what my intentions were, no questions asked. Guy continued to be a gentleman through texting me and asking what I like to drink, and it’s a nice night for a ride in the jeep, and just being more than sweet to me. I felt like I was being spoiled and he reminded me that I should be spoiled, BOOM… my heart jumped out of my chest. It was all too perfect and I felt like I was in a dream. Who is this guy and where did he come from? When I arrived, he came out to greet me and I almost couldn't contain my excitement but I reminded myself to be cool, relax, and breath. As we walked in to his beautiful place with a view of the ocean, I took off my shoes and Immediately felt comfortable. I saw the pool table he mentioned and remembered his challenge for me to “Bring it on”, “Oh just wait baby” I thought. He introduced me to his roommate and shockingly it did not feel awkward. As he started walking down the hallway, he turned and gave me that sexy smile and nodded in the direction he was walking. I didn’t hesitate to follow, in fact I did so eagerly. The anticipation of what was about to happen was beyond mind blowing. As he started to kiss me with his amazing soft sensual tongue and sexy lips, I began to melt again and my strong legs felt weak so I wrapped my arms around him tightly. I was lost simply by his kiss. Soft moans escaped my mouth and I began to breath heavier. I could feel his hard cock pressing into me. I wanted him to take me right then, just strip me down and drive into me. But he remained calm and passionate.

He had just come home from the gym but he smelled amazing, tantalizing and sexy. He said he needed to take a shower so I asked if I could join him. He did not hesitate to answer and his smile said it all. As we were undressing, he continued to kiss me, gently sliding a finger between my wet lips and raising it to suck off the juice, I followed suit with my finger and tasted my juice that had been there since our lunch together.

He guided me to the shower and as I stepped in I was in heaven. The showerhead was pouring a nice hard rain on me. I thought it can't get much better than this. He joined me and we both began to bathe ourselves. I began washing his body, his beautiful strong muscular arms. His masculine body enticing me as I washed his chest from behind. Rubbing my breast all over his back with the suds making it slippery and sensual. I massaged his immaculate back with all the strength I could. I could hear him enjoying it which pleased me. All I could think of was how can I please this man who has had me on fire all day. He switched positions with me and began washing me from behind, but not just washing me. He wrapped his arms around me and massaged my breast with the help of the suds it was like playing in oil. He touched me in all the right places, igniting me over and over. He then placed a hand gently around my neck, and with the other hand he began caressing me between my legs. Softly massaging me, pressing his strong body against me from behind. I wasn’t aware if he hard or not as I couldn’t focus on anything other than the strength of his hands guiding my body gently through this unknown place I had never been. I could feel my body trembling and I didn’t want that moment to end.

As we ended our shower, we stepped out to dry off and walked over to his bed. This was the first time he showed any aggression other than in little moments of his passionate kisses earlier. He whipped me around and had me lay face down bent over the foot of the bed. The bed was at the perfect height that my feet barely touched the floor, just enough to brace myself. He casually spread my legs and began using his beautiful tongue to lick me, from tip of my clit to my tight little sphincter. I felt a surge shoot through my body from my fingers to my toes the moment he hit that spot. “What is happening” I screamed to myself silently, I can’t believe this sexy man has full control of my body with just his tongue! He did things to me that had never been done before, all I could do was use every ounce of my energy to hold my position and not run away.

“It was magic back there” he coyly said minutes later when he felt I could take no more. I anxiously wanted to repay him which for me is one of my favorite moments. I climbed down to mount his cock with my mouth. And just like his fat tongue, his cock was that much fatter. I joyfully loved his cock, humming in my pleasure of his cock in my mouth. Making out with his cock just as I did with his mouth earlier. Tasting every bit of his sweetness, and enjoying that sticky little precum on my lips. Lapping him up as if I was never going to get it again. Forcing the head of his cock to the back of my throat, chocking me on occasion but handling it like a champ. I wanted his cock to fuck my mouth and fuck it hard. But I also wanted to make love to his cock. I was back and forth from frantic to loving. Trying to please him all the while pleasing my hunger just the same.

I joined him on the bed and the moment he entered me with that rock hard fat cock, I exploded with a surge of electricity through my body. I didn’t have an orgasm yet as it takes me a long time and I usually need an all-night session to be able to have on in the morning.

With the window open, I could hear people outside, wondering if they could hear me enjoying myself. I am not one to stay silent even when asked to. My grunting and groaning, my heavy breathing and moaning, all in appreciation of the ecstasy this man had sent me to. I was enjoying every bit of it and not a single thought ran thought my mind thinking that I needed to show this many how to please me. He knew my body better that I did.

As he dismounted me and lay on his back, I hungrily climbed on over him and eased myself onto him. I began doing what I love to do, moving in all the ways that felt just right. A little fast, then slow, working my ass up and down, with a little wiggle here and there. First laying on top of him, then sitting up tall, working every angle and beginning to sweat. I was working hard because I wanted to pleasure this man like he was doing for me. He was certainly not selfish with pleasing me. As I continued with my changing rhythms, I felt myself fast approaching a climax. I was tired but I wasn’t going to give up. I feverishly worked myself on his fat hard cock finally sending my body into stiff convulsions as I climaxed. The waves of pleasure were better than I had expected. That feeling of my body feeling elated, emotional, excited, out of control and lastly exhausted. But that did not stop me, I had to keep going, trying for that second one, and working to please him. I know he eventually climaxed himself but for some reason, everything after the orgasm is a blur. I feel as though I have lost my memory, did he or didn’t he climax? Was he on top or did I suck his cock until he exploded. Way has this man done to my mind, I would certainly like to know that I took care of him. I was drunk on euphoria.

We moved to shower again and dressed so we could leave the room that we hadn’t stepped out of since I arrived. It was late in the evening and I was thirsty. We spent a bit of time, having a tasty beer then decided to go meet his roommate and grab a bite to eat. He pulled two sweatshirts for he and I to wear and said we were going in the jeep that had the top down and the doors off. I was so excited to be riding down the beach streets with the ocean breeze caressing my face and blowing my hair. As we arrived at our destination and walked up to the restaurant he held my hand which was surprising. I enjoyed it and eased into the attention he was showering me with. It’s as if he knew exactly what he was doing by keeping my flame lit with excitement and anticipation. He was being the gentleman that caught my attention in that first email, not pushy, not aggressive and non-threatening.

We had great conversation with his friends and enjoyed the rooftop bar with the smell of the ocean intoxicating me more than the beer I was drinking. Just listening to him carry on an intelligent conversation was stirring my mind with sexual thoughts. I started to feel the pain between my legs again. The gentle touches, the scent of his clean body, and the taste of the back of his neck was turning me on. I couldn’t wait to get back to his place.

The night ended so he, his roommate and I jumped into the Jeep and went back to his place. We proceeded to play a few games of pool but unlike most of my games, I didn’t care about winning. I was anxious for him to escort me back to his room. His roommate was a funny guy and was very entertaining but I was getting antsy for the night to wind down.

Soon enough, the roommate went to bed, and we proceeded to my dates room. We didn’t hesitate to enjoy ourselves once again before passing out after spending our last bit of energy in exchange of pleasure. My body fell hard into sleep but I was stirred away in the dark of the morning to the delight of his erect cock, probing me. In my exhausted sleep, I positioned myself to receive him yet again. This sleepy session was simply enjoyable and my swollen pussy was ripe for him. Again, I was in constant erotica that I don’t know what was happening, I just know that I was responding in pure delight.

When we woke, we lazily prepared to get up and shower to go have coffee before my long drive back home. We drove through the cute little beach town to the harbor where everything fell right into place. We found a parking spot on this early Saturday morning right up front. We were immediately sat at any table of our choosing, which I of course chose to sit outside to see the boats in the harbor and smell the fresh morning ocean air. We ordered coffee and breakfast and everything seemed to be extra sensual. He was attentive in offer me a bite of his breakfast, although I politely declined because I was enjoying the taste of my wonderful meal. I continued to look at him from across the table in awe, asking myself if all that had happened was real or was it just a fantasy I had not dreamed of.

The sun rose higher on him so he moved to sit next to me in the shade. I could still feel that tingle when I brushed his leg with my hand. I had to place my hand gently on his leg to keep my hand from trembling. Those eyes and that smile were killing me. I was anxious to leave cause my body was spent and we both had things to do. I knew the day was over and I didn’t want it to end, but again, I did. I wanted to get home, back to reality, to pinch myself and wake up from this dream before I was completely lost in it.

As I drove home, I was relaxed and satisfied. The drive was beautiful as I drove up the coast. I felt like I had a hangover but not from drinking, I think this was a hangover from all the endorphins that were released if that’s even possible.

I found myself saying aloud, “That’s magic back there” and laughing out loud by myself, then laughing at myself for laughing out loud all by myself.

This is a moment in my life that will be forever remembered and could never be recreated.

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