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Why am I here? Well, it's a long story about the ulitmate male fantasy. All right, if you can spare the time, I'll tell it as best I can; and as the guy in the Sunday paper says, I swear I am not making this up...
For a guy like me, meeting Pamela was a real fluke. You know how it is when you've got a girlfriend: you always seem to come across attractive girls you want to know, and it seems so many girls flirt with you. As soon as you've been dumped, though, it becomes an instant drought. I was in one of those inbetween times when I met Pam, and I was also really distracted that day. Annoyed with work, traffic, and waiting in line at the Krispy Kreme, I found myself several sentences into a conversation with this girl before I realized it. Then, while I find myself talking to her, I realize she's pretty, and maybe interested in me. So, thanks to a long line waiting to be served, I ended up with her phone number and a promise to meet for lunch.
From that point the relationship developed fast. We hit it off on several levels, and before two weeks went by we'd begun sleeping together. Pam's a tall, pretty brunette with blue eyes and sexy curves (5'9, and about 138 pounds). Capping off her wonderful looks, she had the nicest B cup breasts with long, suckable nipples which tapered slightly at the base. Pam was very open minded and the transition into a sexual relationship was very easy. The very first night we had sex it was terrific, and she enjoyed my attention on her breasts as much or more than I. In our conversations the next day, we found that we both liked massages, so I treated her to a long sensuous massage, ending with me eating her out to two orgasms. Afterwards, she reciprocated the oral attention. On our second night together, she gave me the massage and showed no hesitation in pleasuring me and loving everything I suggested.
That night, as we lay together before drifting off to sleep, we began to talk openly about sex: what we liked and what we wanted to do to each other. She had told me earlier that her last relationship had ended tragically: losing her boyfriend in an auto accident a year before we met. As we spoke of sex, she began to tell me about her varied experiences; and experienced she was, far more so than I. This is every guy's dream. In my prior relationships, I had to be the guide, the one to push back the horizons (it took six months to get one girlfriend to go down on me.) With Pam, it was terrific. It seemed any sexual activity I mentioned she'd done, and she enjoyed most of them. It is an amazing experience to have a woman ask you if you'd like to try her ass before you ever mention it.
Anyway, I first noticed something unusual that third night we slept together. Pam's breasts were highly erogenous, and I learned that just by tweaking her nipples she would begin to get wet, and this was an incredible turn on for me. That third night, I had gone over to her place to take her out for dinner and a movie. She was just finishing putting a few things away in the kitchen, and as she stood by the sink, I could not resist putting my arms around her from behind and kissing her neck. She gave a little moan and I brought my hands up to cup her breasts. I tweaked and kissed, and she squirmed a bit and told me in that laughing voice, "Stop that, we have to get going."
I gave her another little tweak and nibbled at her ear and she moaned and said, "I'm really hungry."
I whispered, "I think I'm hungrier for you." And again pinched her nipples. She made a sharp hissing intake of breath, and so I did it again. Through this all, she had made no move away from me.
She pleaded again about going out, but her demands turned into moans, and I said that maybe I could just take her right there from behind, a quickie before we go out. Still she made no move, continuing to moan as she let me play with her breasts. Finally, after a few more nibbles and a pinch, she turned in my arms and kissed me passionately, her tongue pushing its way into my mouth almost as soon as our lips made contact. Then after the long wet kiss, she pulled back from me, took my hand and led me to the bedroom.
As she bent to remove the throw pillows from her spread, I pressed myself up against her, leaned over and grabbed her breasts from behind and said I wanted to take her like that. Her only response was a groan, so I used one hand to loosen and drop my trousers. I was so excited that I pulled my briefs aside to free my cock and then did the same with her panties after lifting her skirt. We fucked like that for several minutes and I gradually pushed her further, working her way up onto the bed.
The more I played with her breasts the hotter she got, and the more turned on I was. I held back my orgasm wanting to make her come a couple times before I got off. She was hot but not getting closer, so I renewed my attack on her breasts, and started to tell her, "Come for me. I want you to come for me." This quickly sent her over the edge and she came, letting out quiet, rhythmic shrieks.
I stayed inside her and we fell on our sides spooning with my hands still on her breasts. I relaxed, taking a breather as I moved with short strokes into her while still playing with her nipples. I began to talk to her, having become comfortable that she enjoyed me telling her what I was feeling and wanted to do. I told her how I loved her breasts, playing with them, and how hard she made me. I told her how hard I would get thinking about her. I stilled myself and lay there holding her close, flexing myself inside her pussy and whispering in her ear. I was caught up in the moment enjoying her wetness and her arousal at my words.
I told her how I'd enjoyed the night before, the blowjob she'd given to me and how much I found myself wanting that. Seeing her giving me head and how she enjoyed giving me oral was enough to keep me hard all day long. I told her, "God, it turns me on that you like to give me head. I think about it, and its like a beast within takes over, and I want you to suck me all night long." Through all my whispering her replies were limited to moans or the occasional affirmative sound.
I was rested up again and really turned on, so I started fucking her in earnest from behind. As I felt my climax overtake me I squeezed her nipples and said, "Come!" And she did, again, shouting it out.
I collapsed back onto the pillow and she pulled off of me, standing to remove the rest of her clothes. Then she pulled the rest of my clothes off, and I looked at her questioningly. She said simply, "I want more." So what would you do? I put my hands behind my head as I stretched out on my back and spread my legs; then she seemed to pounce on my cock, grabbing it with her hands, and sucking it into her mouth.
I just lay there and enjoyed, wondering at my luck. Having just come, it took a long time for her to bring me to orgasm; but she made no complaints and continued to suck me voraciously. When I finally came, she swallowed it down with a moan and moved up to kiss and hug me. I lay there in a haze holding her and said, "Let's go to sleep."
She said, "OK." And then moved off of me, scooting down a bit to lay her head on my stomach. She then looked up at me expectantly and said, "Is this OK? Can I sleep like this?"
"Hmmm?" I replied a little confused.
"I want to sleep like this," she said. "I want to be close to your cock. I'd like to even go to sleep with it in my mouth."
I said, "Oh my God, I think I've died and gone to heaven." Pam grinned and then put her head back down on my stomach and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. I placed one hand on her head and said, "Mmmmm." She echoed the sentiment, and I drifted off to sleep too taken with the moment to give it a second thought.
Twice during the night I awoke to her ministrations. The first time she was gently sucking me, cupping my balls and jacking me. It was such a turn on, I came easily, and she swallowed my come, kissed the head of my cock and said, "Go back to sleep." The second time, I awoke on my side with my cock held in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. As she realized I was awake, she stopped long enough to pull a pillow under her head for support and say, "Fuck my face. I want you to fuck my face." I began pumping, and the thought of what she was doing drove me wild. I couldn't believe a woman wanting to suck me as much as she, and that thought sent me over.
In the morning when I awoke, I pulled her to me and held her close telling her how much I enjoyed it. I asked her if she'd gotten off giving me head, and she told me no, but she'd enjoyed doing it. Then I told her I wanted to make her come and rolled her onto her back, one of my hands going to her already damp pussy while I made love to her breasts with my mouth. She came fairly soon, and I eased up, but continued my efforts, telling her that I wanted her to come again.
The second time took longer for her, but I was patient. Now I was on my knees leaning over her, my other hand working on her breasts with my mouth, maintaining contact when I spoke to her. I coaxed her along further. I told her how she'd made me feel, and with my words, she responded with more excitement. I told her I had never been able to come that many times in one day from oral sex, and she'd gotten me off three times in just a few hours. As she approached her orgasm, I said, "It would be so hot to see you get off while sucking me. I want to see you sucking me and coming as I come in your mouth." Panting hard, she came soon after.
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