I love him, I want him badly! Very badly! Just saying his name out loud turns me on. added to the fact that I am now listening to some really sexy Canadian music makes not having him there almost inbarable. He is a Canadian with the most sexy Vancouver accent you can imagine. I’ll never forget our first kiss. It was hot, our tongues played with eachother. Intertwined. We both moaned. We had wanted this for a long while. We had talked about it, dreamed about it, thought about it.
Now it was finally happening. We layed back on the bed.Talking lots and occasionally interupted it with a kiss. He went from just kissing me to very carefully stroking my breast. It felt so good. I moaned slightly as I pressed my mouth harder towards his. He tasted so good! Better than anyone I had tasted before. His lips soft and his tongue warm and teasing. “I wanna feel you, the whole of you,” He moaned. He had already been stroking my newly waxed leg under my summer skirt. “Oh god, you just know how to turn me on don’t you?”
Our clothes came off slowly. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. It was surreal. I said it. “I know,” he agreed.
We lay there in our underwear, I was a little too shy to take them off. He touch my breasts again. More hungrily this time. I turned onto my stomach. “Take it off,” I whispered down into the pillow. He opened the bra and I let it fal to the floor. He pressed against me, also in his underwear. He was hard. I wanted to know what he felt like, but just stroked him through his boxers.
Slowly he pulled down my nickers. “Ok?” he asked. I liftedmyself up t make it easier for him to pull it down which was answer enough for him.
His finger, on my clit, circling it, squeezing it gently, making me moan and spread my legs wider to show how much I liked it and wanted him. He putting a finger inside me while still consentrating on my clit. it was the best thing I had ever had anyone do to me. First I layed back relaxed, but as I got more wet and horny I got tense until I finally came.
Me taking him in my hand. His cock beautiful, circomsized hard. I started stroking and squeezing until he moaned and pulled my face down to him so that he could kiss me passionaltely. “Kiss me silly,.” And then his hips thrusting as he came and held on to me even harder.
Afterwards we were just lying close, holding each other. I brushed my fingers through his thick dark brown hair. He held me tight. We were talking again. Just talking about nothing and everything. This is what I love so much about him. He’s not only great in bed, but he is also very inteligent and I have never had a better chemistry with anyone before.
“I want to lick you.” He just said it like that. Writing it this way makes it sound blunt, but it was ok. We had been talking about things for a while that had nothing whatsoever to do with sex. His words turned me on again. None of the guys I had ever been with before would even dream about having oral sex. He started fingering me again. Circling my clit and occcasionally putting a finger inside me. “I want you to tell me when to do it and I want you to be really hot for me,” he said. Oh how much I just love this Vancouver accent.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. “Now,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “Are you sure?” His blessed fingers stopped what he was doing and he roled on top of me. His body big, muscular sexy. “Yeah,”
He moved carefully down my body leaving a trace of lingering kisses where his lipped touched my skin. He was nearly there now. My thighs rested on his broad muscular shoulders. He kissed the inside of my thighs, teasing me, making me beg for it. I pushed his hed upwards and his tongue started circling my clit just the way his fingers had done previously. My fingers were in his hair and I squeezed his head with my thighs. I wanted to repeat his name over and over, but was too shy, this was my first time with him, my first time with somebody I… Wait, I couldn’t possibly love this guy? I hadn’t been with him, in fact he had been unavailable, totally so only a couple of weeks ago and now… But the feeling inside me was so overwhelming, like nothing I had felt before even though I am known for falling hard when i fall for a guy. This was just indescribable!
His tongue entered me and he said my name into my pussy. It felt amazing!
We spent our first three days together like that. Having long conversations, listening to music and talkshows and spent hours kissing, stroking, licking sucking. Never, making love. Itt was something too good that we had decided wasn’t going to happen the first time, although we both were dying for it to happen. One time, I was on top of him with him almost entering me. But we stopped it last minute. In stead we did other things saying how we wanted to know each other propperly intimately. “I wanna go home, but I can’t” He said refering to me as home. and “There’s an ache in my body that won’t go away before I make love to you.” I had the same ache and I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me.
On the last night before he had to leave I was touching him when he suddenly said my name. “What, I said and leaned closer. As if I wasn’t close enough already. “I love you too.” I stopped what I was doing for a second, not remembering that I had said I loved him. He explained afterwards that even though I hadn’t said the words, my body and actions had told him I loved him. It was then I realised that I did.
