I had always been a bit of a shy girl and even into my mid twenties had not had many boyfriends or sexual experiences. But while I was a bit green, it didn’t mean I wasn’t curious. I had always wondered about what other people were doing and secretly hoped I would get the chance to explore as many explicit pleasures as possible.
When I met Paul I thought he might be the one to help me fulfil my fantasies. He didn’t say much but he always had that glint in his eye, sex with him was always felt like a guilty pleasure. Of course being shy, I didn’t have the confidence to tell him what I wanted to try but he always seemed to lead me to it. He instinctively knew what I wanted. I can remember the thrill of when I first got to suck him off. I had so wanted to know what it was like to have a cock in my mouth and to taste his hot load in my throat. The same for me wanting to know what it was like to have my cunt licked. I had never known such heavenly pleasure as when he parted my pussy lips and ran his tongue firmly over my clit for the first time.
He was showing me a whole new world but I still hadn’t the confidence to ask for what I truly wanted. I just had to hope that he realised how much I wanted him to fuck me from behind. The thought of bending over and having all that ecstasy given to me while I’m leaning forwards and unable to see anything drives me wild and would make me wet between my legs. This always led to me fingering my cunt at the idea. I would stick my ass in the air and part my legs, imagining I was offering myself to him. Reaching up to my pussy, my fingers would get to work and before long I was imagining him thrusting hard into me as I moan and gyrate my hips.
It was while I was doing this one day that he caught me - leading to my dreams coming true. He walked in to find my flicking myself off: I was already in position and moist for the taking! He stared at me for a while and took in every inch of exposed ass and cunt. Then walking over, he ran his finger over my wetness and I shuddered with delight.
Reaching into his pants, he pulled out his rock hard cock. I felt the tip against my pussy lips and froze in excited anticipation of what was to happen. He tightly held my hips in place as he slid his dick all the way into me, all the way down to his balls. I let out a moan. I had never felt to completely filled and every inch of my cunt was responding to being so stretched. I closed my eyes and succumbed to his slow movements behind me. I could hear his heavy breathing and knew that he had wanted this as much as I had.
After a few slower thrusts, he started to build up a pace and I loved it. It was everything I’d hoped for. He slammed into me and I rocked my hips as he did so. I wanted every inch of him in me to make me tingle, to bring my pussy lips alive as they’d never been before. I let myself go and was calling out his name with every thrust of his dick, clutching the bed and arching my back as high into the air as I could manage.
He was pounding me to the biggest climax I’d ever experienced and I was letting him know I was ever closing to coming my sweet pussy off! He gripped my hips tighter and his thrusting was quicker and deeper now. His balls were slapping my clit with his movements which started me trembling as my orgasm approached. I knew he was nearly ready to explode inside me too and I could feel the urgency within him.
With my face pressed into the bed, I screamed out my ecstasy as it took over my whole body and as I came I felt my boyfriend pump his climax into me too with one last strong and firm thrust.
As we pulled away from one another and lay down on the bed with our glistening bodies beside one another, I started to imagine what the next fantasy I would be ‘demonstrating’ to him
