Her System
Since I got divorced two years ago I’ve been using the Net for to have casual sex. It's the best way to meet guys. I have a system, I sit down at computer and focus on narrowing my choices down to two men within an hour, and then spent fifteen minutes deciding which one I'm going to meet in person. If I still haven't made up my mind by then, I flip a coin. It works every time, and it’s been the best part about being single.
The only problem is having too many men to pick from, which is why I have my system. The guy I eventually chose yesterday was a prime example. His name was Evan and he was a total babe. We chatted a bit online, but then agreed to meet at a campus hangout (since my divorce I also decided to go back to school, and I‘m a full time nursing student). It's always a little strange meeting a guy I've basically already promised to fuck, but with Evan I could hardly contain my excitement when I saw how good looking he was. His picture online hardly did him justice.
As a rule most guys are better looking than their pictures are, but in Evan's case, his picture was really bad. I felt like I'd stuck gold. We shared a few cups of coffee and I discovered his mind was just as attractive as his body. We connected on many levels and I felt like I could say or do anything with him. He made me feel comfortable. It seemed natural that we should head back to his place.
When we got to his apartment it didn't take long before we were ripping each other’s clothes off. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom and ended up fucking on the floor and on his desk where he studies.
The sex was absolutely amazing. It was very sensual at first as we explored each other's body, but as we got into it we fucked like we were in the olympics or something. It was a wild ride. He started things off by licking my tits, and then kissed his way down between my legs to lap at my clit with his hot tongue. After my first orgasm he climbed up my body and pulled out his cock in front of my face. It touched my lips and it felt so hot it was like it was on fire. It's silly, I know, but I had my eyes closed when it touched me (I was still reeling from a very intense climax).
I usually don't give head on one-night stands, but this time I made an exception. His cock was thick and beautiful and I opened my mouth as wide as I could. He guided it to the back of my throat, but he was careful not to feed me too much. After a few minutes I made him lie down so I could finish him off at my own pace.
I was determined to make him come in my mouth since he essentially did the same thing for me, but he wouldn't let me take him that far. When his balls tightened up he pulled my head away and then made love to me very slowly. I enjoyed feeling every inch of him inside my pussy.
We fucked for a long time, so long that I worried he wasn't going to come, and then with some encouragement I got him to pound me as fast as he could. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead before he finally came, and he gave me another orgasm in the process. We cleaned up after that, but he had another surprise in store: He didn’t go soft!
I was almost totally exhausted, and I thought I'd never be able to come again, but it was very relaxing to spread my legs and let him have his way with me, and when he probed my ass with his finger I didn’t even resist. Anal play is not something I've ever been into, and I was surprised it felt good. I ended up taking his entire cock up my ass too. It was beautiful, and I did have another orgasm.
I showered at his place and he asked if he could see me again. I said I'd think about it. Part of my system is never going back to the same guy twice, but I don't know, I think I might be changing that policy. Writing this letter has gotten me really wet. I think I might give him a call right now. If he's not there, well, then I guess I'll just have to go back to my system.
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