I'm single, 23 years old and I'm not looking for a husband. I'm athletic, 5'7 tall and have firm, C cup breasts. I've never had trouble finding guys who want to fuck me, the trouble I've had is finding guys that could fuck me as long as I want them too. What I need is really good sex from a man that knows what he's doing, and he has to be able to do it until I say he can quit. I can't stand it when a guy comes in five minutes and is done for the night. Most of my experiences with meeting guys in bars have turned out like that. Time after time I've brought a sexy, charming guy home anticipating an all night sex fest only to be treated to a slam-bam thank you I'm going to sleep now disappointment.
     I think that guys I meet in a bar use all their energy dancing and drinking and don't have enough left to satisfy me. I know I have exceptional demands- I am a marathon runner- but I don't think that wanting to fuck for as long as I want to is unreasonable. It was constant disappointment with bar flies that made me turn to online personals as a possible solution. I've never looked back.
     I have been on lots of dates with guys I've met online and I have not had a bad experience with any of them. They've all been very attentive, and way above the curve in looks and ability in bed. I'm one of the few woman that believe size doesn't matter- as long as the guy has a way with his tongue and is patient with his cock I'm more than satisfied. Well, I do have my limits- if a guy's cock is less than say five inches he better have a very good tongue.
     Just thinking of tongues makes me think of John, one of the guys I met online. I have to admit he's the best lover I've ever had. His cock was a little smaller than average- about 5 inches long and a little thin, but his mouth had me screaming for hours on end. Choosing an experience to share has been difficult, since all of them were so good, (and they bring back such vivid memories I end up frigging my clit and never writing anything down) but I think I will tell you about my first date with John.
     Compared to all my first dates- it's far and away the best. I will never forget it. He was tall and had deep blue eyes and a very deep voice (I really like deep voices). He was also very well spoken and I guessed fairly wealthy. He picked me up in his car (a Porche) and we went out to a fancy restaurant. We were supposed to see a play afterwards but ended up going straight back to his place. In the restaurant I was wet with anticipation and he caught on really fast that I was going to let him do whatever he wanted to me that night. Actually it wasn't that hard for him to pick it up- I was very forward and had a little too much wine.
     Back at his place we didn't even make it into his house. He pulled into a detached garage and we started necking in the front seat of his car. My hand traveled down to his crotch and I massaged his cock through his fly without undoing his belt while he massaged my breasts and licked my nipples. The sensation was intense. He helped me out of my dress and pushed the seat back. I was then treated to my first tongue lashing of the night.
     It was like he knew my clit better than I did. I was in a strange position- sort of like on my hands and knees- only upside down. My shoulders were on the seat and my hands were pressed into the roof for balance as he held me up and buried his head in my pussy. When I came I got my legs around his head and I clenched them together so hard that they were sore when he finally stopped licking me. After I composed myself I treated him to the best blowjob I could give. He came for the first time that night and made a huge mess all over his dashboard.
     And all that was just the beginning. I stepped out of the car to put my dress back on trying to get ready to go into his house and he came around and stopped me. He then bent me over the hood of his car and entered me roughly from behind. My tits were pressed into the metal and the car was rocking with every thrust into me. I loved it. But he had something even more special in store. After about 20 minutes he still hadn't come and he zipped up and put me over his shoulder- completely naked, even my shoes slipped off as he headed for the door to the garage.
     I was kind of shocked, but he said my body was too beautiful to keep all to himself so he was going to share it with the rest of the world. I started to panic but something in his voice calmed me enough that I didn't totally lose it. He carried me along the path to his porch- about 30 feet. The Sun had gone down but light from his porch and the street made everything very visible. I didn't see anyone and I suppose that's what made me get a little bolder. I started to feel thrilled more than shocked and a cool breeze on my very wet and exposed pussy felt very different.
     His porch was rather large and had a swing that faced the street. He set me down in it and started licking my entire body again, starting with my neck. As he savoured me I surveyed the houses across the street. It was a quiet night (thank god) and I could see lights in all the widows. I could even see that the people directly across the street were watching TV. If only they knew the show that was going on right outside!
     I felt so naughty with my legs wrapped around this stranger in the middle of what seemed like a very respectable middle class neighbourhood. Soon his head was buried between my legs and his fingers were probing both my holes driving me crazy. There I was out in the open getting my ass probed and pussy licked like a complete whore and I don't think I've ever felt more alive. I came with such force I'm sure I cut the circulation off in John's fingers.
     After I stopped convulsing we went inside and screwed in as many positions and rooms as we could think of. In his bathroom he had some KY jelly and right there on the floor on my knees he fucked my ass and pumped a load of come into my bowels. We didn't stop then- we showed together and kept on after that. In his bedroom he had some edible oils and we smeared them all over one another and again he licked every inch of my body. I had so many orgasms I lost count. For his third and last orgasm of the night he fucked my tits and came on my face. It was such a wild night. We finally fell asleep together covered in oil and I woke up the next morning when he slipped his hard cock inside me and made love to me while I was still half asleep.
     Like I said, it was a very memorable date. Unfortunately I didn't have another one- it turns out he's married! His wife was out of town visiting her sister. I hadn't noticed all the pictures when we were fucking. Guys are bastards. I can't believe he was so bold. I keep wondering if his wife will find out. But then I wonder if she lets him get away with it because he's so good with his tongue. I still have yet to find a guy that good. Then it makes me wonder, maybe I haven't found a guy as good because they're all taken.