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Waking up to the door knock, I realized that I had gone into quite the slumber. The bed was comfortable, and in the sheets naked it was a pleasant cocoon of sorts. Sure my lover and I had a zesty afternoon session, but I could still smell Paul's sweat and scent all around me. He had literally made me buckle with that blowjob, and drained me to the point of complete exhaustion. As we both were 18, that was no easy feat, but today and last night proved our connection was becoming far more strong. He had taken my virginity, and I couldn't wake for us to kiss again. Heart beating fast I was still waking up, when he came to the bedroom wearing only athletic shorts.
Mmmm. I just loved those green eyes and platinum blonde hair. That tight abdominal section and lanky build, he had me for a second lost in thoughts that wouldn't be sentimental. Yet he had pizzas for us from Domino's, and the aroma caught me off guard. I was hungry after all. Kissing me, I stood next to him. Our eyes looked into each others souls, and we kissed gently. It was one of those moments, that you know the time to eat is now, because the calories that will be burned through are inevitable. We laid in the bed eating pizza's together. He made me melt, when he broke my slices into smaller pieces, feeding me which was something I had never experienced. What a lovely guy he was, and after we ate, I had no choice but to tell him, "let's get in the shower baby."
The steam of the heat was just right, and being interlocked in his arms and legs was out of the solar system incredible. Our cocks rubbing together as our tongues met half way, and just the way the water bounced off his back made me rabid with my hormones. I had to have him. While we had oral ecstasy earlier, I kissed him and pulling on his hair said "tonight I need you in me." His cock got even harder and our kisses more ferocious. Two bills although I was the submissive one, we're absolutely going to have fun passion. He would make love to me, as I felt inside I was missing him. I knew that I had to have him, grind my hole like a storm door in gusty wind. It was time to step our game from slowly inserting, to getting down to business with aplomb.
Shaking with anticipation and excitement, we took turns soaping each other up. I got in a quick kiss before sucking his nipples, and then he did the same to me, as there was no going back. This was going to be a night to remember, and although I was thrilled, there was part of me that was slightly afraid of what he'd do to me. Yet I accepted as his lover my role. It was up to me to please him, and to keep him with my heart and far more. My feelings and connection with him were strong, and I moaned as he soaped up my balls, along with grabbing my ass cheeks. It was as if he read my mind, as I was putty when he did this. How could I deny what I knew to be true? What we had was special, and our dynamics were firing on all levels.
Drying me off we kissed, and it was nice to stand with him nude in the bathroom. In the mirror was our reflection. Both of us were erect, and it was like he gained an inch from last time. Just a monster in his pants, which I could see now, although it would absolutely be disappearing inside me. Dried off completely we went to his bed. Kissing as if it had been a million years, he sucked my nipples, and did figure 8's on the back of my neck. My Achilles heel. Oh I just went to darkness, and I came up by looking at his eyes, as his penis went further in my mouth. Giving him all I could I deep throated him with such enthusiasm. He was closing his eyes and moaning. There was that sweet taste of his dna, and I knew for maximum ride time to get things started.
Lubing up his rod and my hole, I sat on top of his eight inches. His pulsating in my hand felt amazing, and it was even more so as his manhood was being climbed down on by my ass. I was full quickly and as I pushed down, he was in a state of bliss that I soon joined. Together we were in another galaxy, and when I rubbed his sensitive testicles, he screamed out with delight. The sound was music to me, and soon he pulled my face down to French kiss with him. Straddling him and being penetrated by him was a jungle I was happy to be lost in. The sweating, clicking sound, and the mattress noise was so welcoming. This zone was where we always should be, because as lovers we were home. Kissing him more, I somehow got out "do me harder."
Soon and quickly I found myself, called out for this. My knees were in his bed, my fingers scratching his walls, as he had me bent over taking him. Oh wow this was unreal as he stretched me out, both in and to the side in ways not felt before. It was as if he was popping my g spot for fun, and sliding by far in me that I did slightly worry would he get my internal organs. He was really using gravity and force against me. It felt tight but so good, and he wiggled his hips driving me to a new level of crazy. All I could do was scratch the wall, or hold on to the bedsheets as he penetrated me completely. I was his bitch completely, and I was full of his manhood. Loving it is the only description. Waves of pleasure, and knowing I continued to turn him on made me so satisfied.
Eventually he pulled back, and had me legs up on the edge of his bed. I gasped as he goosed me, but went apeshit when I saw the mirror in his hands. This was sensory overload. Watching him breach my insides was too much. I sang in some sort of gibberish. He was increasing his breathing. Soon I knew the moment was at hand. My legs on his shoulders, his hands on my hard cock, he shot a gigantic load into my crevice. Oh baby! I loved the feeling of being bred by him. The room was spinning as he howled, and I couldn't hold back anymore. In his warm hands my balls exploded, and shot a load all over his torso. Kissing and holding each other, our shared climax was something to know cemented us together even more.