09/10/2022
On a Thursday afternoon on my usual unrewarded errands i met Noah. A chance meeting. Seated in his beautiful clean car, a clean car and pair of shoes can tell alot about a man. I'm the kind of girl that strives on hopes and fantasies. I sometimes think if i park near expensive cars the good vibes will flow towards my car and i will miraculously get a similar one :).
I park just next to the man that will fill my days with pleasure, hopefully more. A beau. Dark skin, beautiful skin, white sparkly teeth, silver hair. His eyes squint and brighten when he smiles. A gold chain, the kind you have to pay extra for customization; a watch i can only assume is expensive because of the simplicity.
I ask for his phone number after our little obvious or not so obvious flirting. I will sometimes take peoples number in an effort to look polite, avoid embarrassment or just because they are cute or rich and i am interested in knowing them a little personally. Mostly with all this contacts you just keep them in your phone, engage a few people before you find out how absolutely boring and uptight they are, keep a few that live a high pressure lifestyle and live it with them on your bed through their status, some that always post angry, insolent status that you delete and block.
And then there is a few like Noah who do the most important things right. He would text every single day and we would chat all day long. The stability, attention, his language, the s*xy videos he sent once in a while, i knew what i wanted to do to him.
A week after we met, we were ready for our first date. As a woman, i have my convictions about casual s*x; like alot of women i a*o believe in monetary gifts, dates, to do the deed at a vacation in a far away place. This is however not that kind of relationship. This is driven by lust. I wanted Noah to use me and i wanted to use him. I had made up my mind, i was going to have all kinds of s** with this man.
I had come up with my plan in my little fantasy world. I was going to make sure this is amongst the best he has ever had (i try not to be very ambitious). Well, i guess everyone always has their plan and the one he had for me was the best.
After a good amount of flirting and seduction i was ready. As a woman, i want the society to think i am taking my s*xual value seriously BUT i was ready long before the day. I had practiced a little manipulation like making him food, remembering to refill his gin, talking endlessly about all my dreams and trauma, running us a bath after the deed, you know, what a great woman would do. I am just a good women, i want to do everything else but chores.
Maybe the first flaw in my plan was i underestimated or forgot the feelings i had for him. That was the longest hug this year, i almost couldnt wait for him to sit. I didnt want him to sit, i wanted him to have me there, in that moment. Maybe after i can stick to my original plan and do a few chores for him.
He is a soft kisser, a good kisser in my books. He lets you take your time to feel things. His hands, his breathing giving me chills down my neck, the warmth of his lips and tongue on my neck, his bulging manhood firmly rubbing on my p****. You know those people you kiss and they thrust their tongues in your mouth or the spit is too much, or your teeth keep knocking? thats disgusting. stop it.
Noah took his time. He knew where to grab, where to kiss, where to leave his erotic marks. Laying under his weight as he rubbed my c*** with his fingers. I was longing to be penetrated so much i could feel gushes and butterflies in my stomach. With his lips gently tracing down my neck to my n******. Everything feels great, i am lost in the moment. I can feel his fingers playing around my v***** before he whispers in my ear "open your eyes, look at me". The confidence made me even wetter. He slides two fingers in and grunts. A reassuring grunt. His face so close and fingers in, out and around my p*****. His gaze peering into my soul.
i start pushing myself into his d***, the anticipation almost giving me an or**sm. i could feel how hard he was. He rubs it on me, slowly up and down. Everything felt so intense, raw and real. the kind of s** that changes a womans life. Makes you happier, makes you feel confident and s*xy, like you can takeover the world.
It was so intense i forgot to scream and moan loudly (you know how women do when they want you to finish quickly or to just stroke his ego and make him think he is King lol)
Looking at him and feeling him push it a little in and remove it. The palpitations in my p**** were so sweet i couldnt catch my breath. I beg him to just put it in.
A gasp escape both our mouths. i moan softly as he thrusts deep. with his arms he pulls my body closer as he thrusts. He groans and squeezes on me everytime i move my hips. The inexplicable feeling of pleasure everytime push my hips against his, i can feel him move. he wraps his hands around my neck and squeezes just enough to give me pleasure and show me whos incharge...............
