His body is strong and muscular, and I get a little lost in the sensation of it pressed up against me. Hard to believe that he’s mine – hard to believe that he really just belongs to me right now. Our tongues meet, slowly, playing against each other, and I feel him begin to stir to hardness against my hip.
I move my hand down his stomach, and feel over the top of his pants the hardness of his erection, right there, as though it’s waiting for me. I’ve never gone this far with a man before, and it feels as though we are meant for this. I thought that I would be more nervous when the time came, but instead, I find myself enjoying it – enjoying the pressure of it beneath my fingers, enjoying the way that he reacts to my touch as though he has been starved of it for far too long now.
"I want to feel you," I tell him, my voice hoarse with want for him. My body is still a little trembly and oversensitive from the fact that he just made me come, but I want to give him everything right now – I want to show him than I am as willing to give as I am to receive.
He reaches down, unzips his pants, and I wrap my fingers around his erection for the first time.
I gasp – it's big, even bigger than I expected it to be. He groans as soon as I touch it for the first time, and that deep, masculine sound escaping from his throat tells me that I am doing the right thing.
I try to remember what I read in all those magazines, all the ones that told me how to please a man, and I begin to stroke him, slowly, taking my time, in no rush for this to be over.
He reaches down and wraps his hand around mine so that he can set the pace for a while, and I am more than happy to let him show me what needs to be done. He kisses me as he slowly moves my hand up and down his thick hard-on, and the feeling of his hand over mine is almost unbearably sensual – he's showing me how he likes to be touched, how he wants to be pleased, and I am eager to show him in every way that I can that I am willing to do just that for him.
"That’s so good," he breathes against my lips, his stubble brushing against my chin. His roughness matched with his softness – something about it makes my head feel as though it’s spinning. I want more. I want to pleasure him the same way that he pleasured me.
"Can I go down on you?” I ask him, a little shyly. I don’t even really know what I’d be doing down there, but I feel the smile on his lips before he responds and I know that he is as ready for this as I am.
"Let me show you how," he says back, and he kisses me once more before I begin to work my way down his body, just the same way that he did with me. On my knees, before him. His cock hard and ready to be in my mouth.
Gosh, he smells so good. And the muscles under his skin – I knew that he was strong from the moment I slipped outside the shower and he pulled me into his arms, but this is something else entirely. He is so powerful, he could do anything that he wanted with me.
I want him to do everything.
I peel up his shirt, and he pulls it off and tosses it aside – I sit up for a moment, admiring his amazing torso, and he reaches out to slide his hands over my waist. The way he is looking at me, it is as though I am some sort of gift, someone handed to him for all his good deeds.
"You’re so fucking beautiful," he murmurs, and I move forward and kiss him again, kiss over his hips, the line of muscle that leads down beneath his jeans. He slides them off, baring himself to me completely. I can hardly believe that this gorgeous man is actually bare-ass naked in front of me, and I have to hold back a little giggle of disbelief that this can really be happening. I figure that it might blow the mood, but then he smiles at me again, and I know that he can see the excitement written all over my face.
I lean down to take him into my mouth for the first time, not moving my hand from his base, and wonder how on earth I am meant to fit that whole thing in my mouth at once – he must be a good eight inches long, and wide, too. I have no point of reference for what is normal for a cock, but I get the feeling that he is above average in all the ways that matter.