I get a text at 1 pm, What are you doing? I will come to your place at 7pm. I read it around 5 and reply ok. I get back to my room and get another text at 630 , i will take a shower and come. I get back to my room right at 7 and take a showeri. I am sweaty from the day’s activities. At 7 I get a tex,” I am on my way.” I am sitting and writing. She knocks on my door. I open it, and she is placing her mortorcycle helmet on the table outside. I have noticed that people don’t take helmets inside the house, just like they don’t wear shoes in the house.
She comes into the room and give me a hug. I am not sure what we are doing tonight. I sit on the bed because this room has no chairs. She climbs on the bed from the other side. She hugs my and lays her head on my stomach. I feel her breathing. It is matching mine.
This woman has fallen in love. I am sorry that happened. From what started as a purely transactional relationship, she has fallen to the power of human contact to fall in love. I am not sure when I realized what happened to her, but today it was very obvious. I am usually very cautious when I have interactions with women, that I maintain a friend zone. I enjoy talking with people, and having stimulating conversations.
Recently, at another event, in one of many conversations with another woman, she had asked me what my love language was. I had not really thought about it, but it came to me. It is gratitude. I show my love for a woman by saying thank you. I asked her what her love language is was. She said it was human touch. Any kind of touch. A touch on the back, the arm , a hug. In my interactions with this woman, I wanted to touch her, but for some reason I didn’t feel an invitation. I had such nice conversations with her I didn’t feel I needed to touch her for me to feel a connection with her. I bond with women by good conversations. That is really nice.
So this woman, who I have been having sex with for over a week, I still don’t know her name. We have had conversations but usually about her. She asks nothing of me. Perhaps because if I talk she doesn’t understand. My love language is stimulated by words. This doesn’t mean that I don’t like sex. I love sex, but. I just don’t fall in love with sex alone. Men spend a lot of time thinking of sex, and if a woman is not around it is easy and fast to masterbate. I talked to one of my guy friends. I asked if he had a lot of sexual energy. He said he does, but he jacks off often to release it. I agreed with him. A quick release and go to sleep. I asked him if he ever had a woman jack him. He said no. I was surprised. But I am five years older than him but it was only in the past few years that I had a hand job that extended past where I would have stopped on my own. The women who do this to me are just wonderful. I think it is similar to me as I really like when I can make a woman cum, and cum again.
So back to this woman. Tonight I want to make her cum. As she is laying next to me at an angle, I can reach her butt. As I said she has an odd body shape. Her torso and legs are short. She reminds me a lot of a cental American a native woman. I decide to try and make her cum through her pants. I am massaging her butt and I reach my fingers through her legs to her crotch. I feel it and move my fingers back and forth. She starts to move in response. I feel her breathing. I match her breathing. She reaches down to my penis, which is already hard, and she pulls it. I move my penis away from her. I say I want to make you cum first. She moves away from me, and stands up. She takes her clothes off and puts them on the bed in a nice pile. She lays down on the bed. I lean over her and put my mouth on her tit. I like sucking it but I remember she likes a circular motions with my tongue. I keep my mouth on her breast. I can feel her respond. As she told me previously she likes one finger. I reach my index finger along her crotch. Her vagina is closed. It is not really tight it justs is not loose. I reach over to the night stand to get the ky jelly. I lubricate my finger. I slide it along the opening of her vagina. On finger really fits. I feel her breathing increasing, but is she is no where near cuming. I apply pressure to the crotch area. My finger finds s slight opening of her vagina. It is opening on its own. Probably similar to the way penis responds to touch. I slip my finger in. In reach in so I can feel the lip of the bone. Behind it is soft and wet. This is the spot. I move my finger I apply pressure to her crotch. Now I really feel her breathing increasing. I just need to keep it constant and unchanging in location and rhythm of movement, and she will cum. Patience with her is all that is needed. I feel her take little gasps of air. A low quiet moan. This is the real orgasm. I feel her move up and down. Her body shudders. Her hips are rocking up and down. I keep the rhythm and pressure as she twists her body in pleasure. I don’t want to stop until she is completely finished. She will let me know. She gasps and pulls my hand away from her. I fall back on the bed. She leans on me and hugs me tightly. I lay there. We are breathing together. My penis is getting soft. It is ok with me. I enjoyed her orgasm. She gets up and she says she needs to pee pee. I start getting dressed. I asked her so you want to fuck now or later. She says, fuck now. Ok. I drop my pants. My penis is already hard. She lays back on the bed and spreads like her legs wide and back. She has the flexibility to reach her legs behind my back. I open the condom package. She leans up to hold my penis. It is pretty hard, and I just want to fuck her. She takes the condom from me and rolls it on my penis. She is an expert. She lays back and looks at me. I lean forward and she grabs my condom covered penis. I grabbed the ky jelly and she takes away from me. She squeezes from the bottom of of the tube. She wants to get everything out of it. She applies some on my penis. I lean forward and she guides it towards her, but this time she misses. May because she is still ticklish from cuming. I grab my penis, and slide it into her. I too can be an expert. As I slide into her she wraps her legs around me and uses her leg pressure to pull me into her. She reaches up and bites my breasts. She is quite good at applying then right pressure to make it hurt but not bruise. She knows that I will thrust harder when she bites. She wraps her arm around her and pulls me into her closer. Between her legs, her mouth, and arms she has control of my body on hers. I get the message. She wants it harder and faster. But didn’t she tell me she doesn’t like that. Perhaps she knows that is what will make me cum. I ground my knees into the bed. I increase my pace and the instinsity of my thrusts. In can feel it. I pull my chest away from her. I am taking control of my orgasm. I feel it coming. As the ejaculate comes out, I give a little high pitched cry. It is what i do when it is particularly good. I pull out of her and fall back on the bed. She falls onto me and we lay there breathing together for five or ten minutes. Our sex finished in forty five minutes, and both of us came. Now it is time to go out. I don’t think I did this type of sex before date since I was in my early 30s . We get up and dress. Now it is time to go get some dinner.
We get a grab she holds my hand as we walk to the car meeting point. She strokes my leg in the car as we head off to a restaurant. We get there, but the show we wanted to see was over. So we went to place with acoustical guitars. We order food and share each other’s food as we sat together and hold hands as we listened to the music. She eventually says let’s go home. She is sleepy, and I am a bit sleepy because I had cummed, ate a nice dinner, and drank a nice glass of red wine. When we get back to my place. She hugs me for a while. I tell her that I had a very wonderful time. She keeps asking me when I am leaving in the morning. I am a bit evasive because I want this evening to be goodbye. I want to go to yoga, spend a little time on the beach before having to get on a plane. She says she might come in the morning. It depends on if her son gets up. I figure she is not coming in the morning. So she leaves and I get ready and go to bed. I am looking at my phone one last time before going to sleep. There is a message from her. She will come at 7 am. I reply. Ok. See you then.
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