(This happened just last night)

I was having a really bad day, fighting with my mom, and my boyfriend came over with food to comfort me, and we ended up turning the lights off and cuddling on the bed, both of us just in our underwear. We started kissing, softly at first, just brushing our lips against the other’s. In the middle of kissing, I started crying, partly from frustration about my mom, partly because of how absolutely beautiful and special he always made me feel when he kissed me.

He kissed away my tears and said “I may not be able to see you right now, but I’m memorized your beauty. You are wonderful, radiant, and flawless in my eyes. You deserve love, you deserve absolute happiness, and I intend to do my very best to provide it all for you.” He kissed the rest of my tears away and held me against his chest, wrapping his arms around me and tangling his fingers into my hair. After another ten minutes of kissing and soft nipping, I whispered in his ear that I wanted him to kiss every single part of my body. And he did. Everywhere. My arms, my palms, my neck and shoulders, my chest and stomach, down both my legs, he even sucked on my toes, which was absolutely incredible.

Then he kissed back up my leg and started massaging me through my underwear and asked something that I wasn’t paying attention to because I was just too aroused. But I knew what he intended to do, and after a few seconds of me panting and writhing and grinding against him, he said “I’ll take that as a yes” and ripped away what little clothing I still had covering me. Before I could take a breath, his face was buried between my legs. It still astounds me every single time he devours me, just how well he knows where to lick, where to suck, how hard and how long. I grabbed his hands and pulled them up to my chest so he could play with and twist my nipples just the way I like. While I took over that, I made him grab my hips and pull me against his mouth as I thrust against him. After a few moments of this, I pushed his hand down in a silent order to bury his fingers into me as I continued to rock my hips.

Despite having someone in the next room and someone directly below us, I could barely care enough to keep quiet. I couldn’t stop fisting the sheets, throwing my head back and forth, biting down on my hand as hard as I possibly could to muffle my moans. I must have stayed just on the edge or orgasm for at least ten minutes. It was absolute heaven. And then, like a crack of lighting, I came so hard that every muscle in my body convulsed and tensed, I shuddered as I felt my insides pulse and jerked away a little due to my hypersensitivity.

He gave me a moment to rest and bask in the afterglow, but before I knew it we were kissing again, deeper this time; tongues meshing, teeth grinding. I got on top of him and pressed my breasts against his chest; he loves them and I know the feel of them drives him wild. I kissed down his neck and licked at just the right spots to get him to gasp just the way I like. Once I reached his shoulder, I sucked as hard as I could, making sure to leave a nice claim on his skin. From there, I went to his nipples. I took the left into my mouth and lightly teased the other with my fingers. He goes absolutely wild for that. The noises he makes are just…so erotic. Taking advantage of my position, I ground myself against his leg, sending little shockwaves up my spine. Then I took a moment to simply tease him.

I adore teasing him. Ghosting my fingers just out of reach until his hips buck involuntarily. After a moment of this, I leaned up until my face met his, where he whispered, “don’t make me beg”. I smiled and lowered my lips to his ear and in uttered the words “I want you to make love to me…I need it so bad”

After another chaste kiss, we both got up, him to get a condom, me to get a pillow and onto my back on the floor. Still in complete darkness, he got on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. The first thrust is always the best. I anticipate that feeling like nothing in the entire world. All I could do way lie back and enjoy the way he felt sliding in and out of me like he was made specifically for my body. I wrapped my arms around him and dug my nails down his back as I listened to him grunt with every thrust. I kissed his neck softly and then his lips when he looked at me, moving my hands to his ass to pull him deeper and deeper into me “I love you”s scattered between my breathless moans and his animalistic growls. I told him I wanted to watch, so he leaned over to where the tv was, without even letting himself slip out of me, and turned it on. After giving my eyes a moment to adjust to the light, I looked up at him and smiled. I love the look he gets in his eyes when he’s ramming me. They become somehow…shallow. Less full of wit, less thought, just pure, raw passion and need.

He leaned up and grabbed my feet, intertwining his fingers with my toes, and continued to pound into me. At one point, he could have sworn he’d broken through the condom with how incredible it felt. After a quick switch, we were back at it, exchanging more “I love you”s and “you’re so amazing”s, only breaking eye contact when I couldn’t help but let my eyes roll back into my head. I pulled him back down and crushed my lips against his, moaning into his mouth. I could feel him getting closer as I swelled around him. Half speaking, half moaning, he uttered “it’s too good” and rammed into me one last time as he came, my legs pulling him back and back again as I milked him. Still inside of me, he collapsed, the comforting weight of him against me and his head on my chest. And that’s how we stayed for a few moments, after enjoying one of the most intense, memorable love making sessions either of us had ever had.