Demanding Woman
I'm a real-estate agent and I've very good at my job. I'm extremely successful and I don't need anyone to take care of me. I have very little patience and it's probably why I'm successful, but it doesn't help me with my personal relationships.
Okay, I'm demanding, and I know it. What's surprising to me is how often this terrifies men. A sexually aggressive woman not looking for a serious commitment is supposed be very mans dream, but it isn't true. A woman who knows what she wants in and out of the bedroom intimidates men, and typically they don't like it.
After having a particularly bad three months of working too hard and not getting laid, a friend told me to try an Internet dating site. At first I was skeptical. My experiences with men were so consistent I didn't think changing the mode of meeting a man would change the outcome, but after the dry spell I'd had I was willing to try almost anything.
After a few days of putting a profile together I signed up and posted my picture online. I was surprised by how many responses I got. A lot of them were married men looking for a good time, but there were a few who were genuinely single and looking for a good time.
I contacted a guy called Carl, a self-professed work-a-holic who was single and said he was looking for a full time relationship. We met for dinner at a nice Italian restaurant and hit it off pretty well. He was gorgeous too which was a bonus. We finished our meals and I suggested going to my place for a nightcap. Neither of us wanted to night to end and I was very excited about the prospect of having a hard cock inside me.
We got to my apartment and I poured us a couple of scotches to enjoy beside my fireplace. We took two sips of scotch, and then I pounced on him. Yeah, I'm not much for small talk. Unfortunately, I came off as too aggressive and he couldn't get it up. It was so embarrassing for him he ended up practically running out my door. I don't know why, but this has happened to me before.
I was discouraged about the whole online dating scene after that, but my friend made me try again. I'm very glad she did, because it was how I met Steve, my current boyfriend who's profile online wasn't particularly outstanding, it was basically a carbon copy of Carl's. I was just going through the motions to make my friend happy.
The date started out about the same, and I was impressed by how attractive he was. I'd been so discouraged about the date I even set it up at the same restaurant. I regretted that when the waiter gave me a knowing smile. Fortunately, as before, the date went better than expected. I took Steve back to my place and I pounced, only this time I had a real man and a rock hard cock to play with.
We kissed passionately as I pulled at the zipper on his pants. He was a great kisser. Our tongues melted into each other as we embraced and it was pure lust- exactly what I love.
He caressed my breasts with the palms of his hands as I groped his large hard penis through this jeans - and let me tell you he was hung - by far the biggest cock I'd ever touched. I was very excited with the prospect of getting fucked by it, but I was scared enough to not say a word when he told me he wanted to lick my pussy first. He laid me down on my back, and before I knew it his tongue was lapping at my clit. I was wet already and it didn't take me long to come. I was lost in pure ecstasy and as my body was still shaking with the aftershocks of my first orgasm we kissed hard and ripped off the rest of our clothes.
"Get on your hands and knees" he said to me in a husky voice. It was a bit of a shock to hear him get so demanding all of a sudden, and usually I'm the one to be barking out orders, but I did what he asked. I gave him full access to my pussy from behind and he slid his huge cock into me as I spread my cheeks for him. It made me feel very dirty, but in a good way. I hadn't felt like that in a long time. At first he pumped me softly and asked me how I liked it.
"You feel big," I moaned, and when I got accustomed to the girth of his cock I told him it was okay to fuck me harder. I only managed to gasp out the words between heavy breaths and he didn't waste a second once I gave him the green light. He really picked up the tempo, and when he grabbed my hips to balance himself as he humped me, the tip of his cock pushed my cervix exactly how I like it best. I came again, listening to our flesh slap together in intense pleasure. My pussy contracted uncontrollably and there was no way he didn't know I was coming, but he didn't slow down at all- even when I asked him to.
It was very intense, especially since he didn't stop even as I became hypersensitive. For what seemed like an eternity he fucked me as he pleased with his oversized cock. It was quite a change from the timid guys I usually date. When he pulled out I was completely exhausted and he asked me to go on top. I was shocked he hadn't come yet and I needed time to compose myself before being able to do what he'd asked.
I wasn't sure if I should be mad at him for not slowing down when I asked him to, or happy that I had a guy that could fuck me so properly. The only thing I knew was that I didn't want to disappoint my new lover, so I sucked his cock until my pussy was ready for him again. I don't like tasting my own juices, but I couldn't think of a way to get around it at the time. He didn't complain, and when I knew my pussy could take it again I jumped on him, sliding his cock into me all the way with one stroke. The hypersensitivity was all gone and it was pure pleasure. I rode him while rubbing my clit and I had a third orgasm while he was still inside me.
He still hadn't come yet! I started to worry he wasn't attracted to me. I thought it might be better if I told him what to do for a change. I commanded him to come inside me with a voice I don't think I've used in years. He responded with a renewed sense of authority that made me even wetter, "No! Suck my cock and I'll cum all over your face." I love it when men talk dirty and I rewarded him by taking it right to the back of my throat and holding it there as long as I could. He groaned and let me pull away to get some air and then held my head, guiding strokes into my mouth as he wished.
I licked his shaft with my tongue as he fucked my face- it was hard to do because his cock was so big, but I managed and when he said he was going to come I removed his hand and bobbed my head back and forth as fast as I could. He pulled away at the very last second and it was beautiful to watch his cock twitch as it pumped healthy semen on my cheeks, lips, and breasts.
I licked my lips and ate as much of his come as I could. It tasted sweet, probably from the desert drinks we'd had at the restaurant only an hour before. He looked very relieved- almost as much as I was! Afterwards we took a nice long shower together and washed each other without fucking, just enjoying the company of the opposite sex under the water.
It took us awhile to dress afterwards because our clothes were in a tangled mess in the living room, but it gave us a chance to talk and reminisce how the evening had progressed. He was shocked we fucked on our first date, but he didn't seem to judge me for it. It was like we were pulled together by pure lust. He was still excited about what we'd done and as he left he told me I was incredible and couldn't wait to see me again. We have been dating for six months now (my longest relationship ever) and things are only getting better.
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