Me and my Man

We met again this week, just after our nine-month anniversary.  We'd had a fight last week and I was glad we were going to see each other.  Sometimes our friendship has problems when we're apart but never when we are together.  Being with him just seems to wash all our differences away and all that's left is magnetism towards each other.  He wants only good from our friendship, but I’m convinced there will always be ups and downs, as long as the ups win, and I still get to be with him.  

I drove to his area and did all the normal stuff, got the hotel room, placed the needed supplies around the room, got cleaned up.  We wouldn't have much time to meet, his work schedule has kept him pretty busy lately.  During the afternoon I took care of some work of my own until he texted me, he was on his way.  I put on some snug shorts to show off my ass and walked out to the driveway to meet him.  As his car came scooting down the road, I started to get excited, I always do with the anticipation of seeing him.  He pulled up next to me and as I opened the door, he looked over at me. 

"How are you, gorgeous?" 

He always knows how to make me smile.  His little pet names are one of the things I always look forward to. I directed him to where our room was, we chatted about the day on the way there.  I could tell he was tired after a long day at work.  I was so grateful that he made this time for us.  I have come to need the release that being with him provides.  He parked and we got out of the car, as I led him to the room, he walked behind me.  I knew why he was doing it, he was staring at my ass, knowing that he would soon be inside of it.  I glanced back at him, he noticed and made some comment.  I've been working my butt at the gym to impress him, to make sure I keep him interested and all mine.  I think it's working. 

As we stepped inside the room and the door closed, we met in a kiss.  I wait for that specific kiss each time.  It reminds me of why I like him so much, of why I keep coming back to him, the spark between us comes alive during that kiss.  This time was no different, as electricity passed between us, our hands all over each other, I knew exactly why he is so special.  We broke our embrace so he could hang up his work clothes.  As he stripped down to his boxer briefs I was overcome with lust, ready to feel his entire body.  Seeing his tall form, his manly body hair, his cock outlined against the snug fabric I knew I wanted him.   

We moved towards each other again, kissing, feeling, touching.  He reached his hand around me and moved beneath the waistband of my black briefs, his finger sliding between my fuzzy cheeks, seeking out the hole he would need to get ready.  He moved his lips from our kiss down my neck to my shoulders.  I felt him start to use his teeth, he always says how much he likes to bite me.  As he moved farther to my chest, I felt his bites get stronger, it thrills me when he marks me like this, I want to belong to him.  He doesn't bite hard enough for the marks to stay long, but enough that afterwards I can look at them and remember how he feels and how lucky I am. 

We moved to the bed where he laid down, we spent more time alternating between holding each other, kissing, and more foreplay.  I have this thing where I wrap my arms and legs around him and hug him as tightly as I can.  I dove my face into his armpit, licking and kissing, smelling him and rubbing his scent onto my skin.  He continued to probe into my hole while feeling me up and down.  I moved down between his legs, kissing his cock-head through the fabric of his shorts.  I wanted him inside my mouth so as I tugged the waistband of his shorts down and his cock came into view, I immediately enveloped the head between my lips.  He reached behind his own glorious ass and pulled his shorts down farther while I reached and pulled them all the way off.  His cock was out in all its glory, full and hard as I made my way up and down it, trying to take all of it in my mouth.  He started making small grunts and noises to let me know he was enjoying this show.   

He tapped the inside of my thigh as I was straddled over his cock.  I knew what this meant, that it was time for him to open me up.  I moved so my thighs were straddled over his chest and felt that first probe of his tongue against my hole.  He always takes my breath away with his excellent rimming skills and this time he outdid himself.  I couldn’t tell everything he was doing back there but the whole experience was out of this world.  He grabbed my hips to pull me towards him as he moved his tongue around my insides.  I felt him rub his soft beard up and down my ass-crack and I exhaled in pleasure as he rammed my hole with his togue over and over.  All of this while he continued to bite my ass on either side, I could feel his teeth on my tender cheeks and was again happy to be his.  I continued to use my mouth on his hard cock throughout the onslaught that he was giving my backside, but I was on automatic, all I could focus on was the pleasure he was giving to me, the only way I knew he was enjoying the blowjob was because his cock stayed rock hard though it. 

I tried to turn around and face him, but he held on to my legs, he wouldn’t let me move.  He licked, fingered, probed, and bit me until I couldn’t stand not seeing his face.  I turned around to face him, kissing him hard as I did.   As I straddled him, I rubbed his cock up and down my ass-crack in anticipation of what was coming.  I reached for the lube and applied it to his rod and my hole generously.  As I reached back to slowly slide him in, he protested: 

“You never learn, do you?” 

He was talking about how we always use doggie-style to open me up.  At the first shot of pain, I relented to his wisdom and moved off him and to the edge of the bed.  I’m used to him standing on the floor while I’m on all fours at the edge of the bed.  This time he pushed me forward, he was going to kneel on the bed against my ass.  I heard him apply some more lube, he’s the best at making sure I’m comfortable.   I felt his head gently press against my hole and took a hit of the poppers.  As the rush started to take hold of my brain, I felt a warmth take over and more pressure as he started to enter me.  He was hard, rock hard, and his cock felt huge.  He moved slowly, pressing into me as my insides adjusted to his thick girth.   

I felt his thighs against my cheeks and knew he was all the way in, he held himself there to allow me time to get adjusted.  I slowly started bucking against him, my way of telling him that I’m ready.  He knew what I meant and stated moving in and out, approaching the rhythm he likes so much.  As he sped up any pain I had turned to pleasure and we had arrived, the point we both wanted, where he can fuck me all he wants, and I get sent to the sky with pleasure from the fucking.   

He reached back and crossed my legs over his.  This helped me hold the position he likes and allows me to stay relaxed.  I don’t know what this man decided was going to be different about this meeting, but he had done his homework.  Between the heavenly rim job and this new position, I knew this King deserved everything I could give him, he was treating me so well.  He stopped his fucking and jammed his cock all the way down into me three times, I adore when he does this, it’s mental more than physical.  Before he started again, I stretched up and twisted to face him as best I could. He reached around my shoulder and our lips met in a kiss, a hot passionate kiss.  He pushed his tongue into my mouth, and it thrilled me to know that he was inside both of my holes at the same time.  I moved back down so he could fuck me again, we both enjoyed that for another few minutes. 

He wanted to change positions, so I felt him back off me and onto the floor.  I moved off the bed and knelt in front of him, taking that glorious cock into my mouth.  I felt him get harder and harder as I sucked on him.  He pulled me up and we tried using the chair, but it was too low for him. He usually likes a chair because it keeps me from moving around, but it didn’t work this time. He motioned to the floor, and I grabbed a pillow, placed it under my ass and laid down, ready for missionary fucking. He got down on his knees and I felt his cock head at my entrance, we were both still lubed up.  I felt the pressure of him enter, taking his thick cock all the way until his furry balls were against my furry ass.  He started his rhythm, working to go deeper that he normally did.  I could tell he liked this position; it gave him both full access and control. As he pumped in and out of me, I watched his face, contorted into an almost cruel expression, his eyes lit up against darkness of the room. I could tell he wanted to cum, that he was ready.  Sure enough his pace quickened, the slapping of skin against skin mixed with my small grunts and his heavy breathing.  He was driving my back into the rough carpet with each thrust, bringing my own sexual desire for him higher.  I wanted his cum, like a gift he would give me for being such a good boy. His thrusting became more intense, his breathing ragged. 

“Mmmmmmmmargh!” He let out a long grunt followed by quick breath. He slammed his hips into me and unloaded his white hot semen, holding his cock all the way up in my hole.  I gently squeezed my sphincter to keep him in me while he lowered himself onto me. This is one of my favorite times with him, me filled with his cum while he gets his energy back, his breathing returning to normal as I plant soft kisses on his neck, his shoulders, his mouth.