When meeting Matt I would never have guessed we’d be hooking up two nights so close to each other, let alone I would be ending up writing four blog posts in a row about it.

Previous experiences dictate that the night would end here, either with sleeping, maybe some cuddling, or him leaving… I’ve been wrong a lot with my expectations of behavior with this guy, but really I don’t mind.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, the night most definitely did not end there. I mentioned that I love his playfulness, and I’m most convinced that I mentioned that he talks, a lot. It’s awesome, him talking a lot helps me communicate what I want him to do to me, and what I want to do to him. Which is really relieving, since it has never been an easy thing for me to do. Knowing that you can say what you want to do, and actually feeling that you are able to is two completely different things.

We had been talking about toys earlier, and he told me that he wanted to play with me more, with one of them. My initial reaction was “wait, what, play, but you just… what?”, or something very similar to that, but it didn’t take long until I took out my beloved vibrator, gave it to him, and laid back down with a big smile on my face.
I heard him turn on the vibrator, and then felt him place it by my slit, teasing me slowly. I felt how it slowly penetrated me, just shallow, and out. Then a little deeper, and out.. And a little deeper. I noticed him observing me and my reactions to his treatment yet again. I could sense him smiling, as I was reacting to the vibrator deeper inside me. Having him observe me while giving me pleasure turned me on even more.
He added his tongue to the play, and continued with the vibrator. By now I was getting so lost in enjoying the moment that it’s all a haze and if I hadn’t already lost track of time, I sure did now. I have no idea how long he continued playing with me.

We fucked again. He took me from behind, standing by the bed. Then I got pushed into the corner and he continued to fuck me. I could feel him hit my cervix with his deep thrusts. It hurts a bit, but I love the pain of it.
As mentioned earlier I really felt that I could say what I wanted, this resulted in me giving him another blow. I just can’t help loving cock. “If I didn’t love cock I would be a lesbian”. Again I challenged my own gag reflex going even deeper and playing with my tongue all the way along his cock as I took it deeper. In and out. When just having the head of his cock in my mouth I sucked it hard, and tickled with my tongue on it. Trying to get my tongue inside in a playful way.

We laid back down, with him on top of me and we were talking. After a few minutes I just told him, in a very happy way: “Turn around!” He was confused, so I had to clarify, “Turn around, 69!!” he smiled and I shuffled down a bit so he could get space above my head. I got to suck his cock again at the same time as I felt his tongue against my clit, and his fingers playing inside of me.
After having tasted his cock in a new position and yet again challenged my gag reflexes, squeezed his lovely buttocks and was feeling very satisfied I simply said; “Fuck me?” Said and done, we were going again. He gave me more of those deep thrusts just the way I like it. Feeling him thrust into my cervix again.

When he was getting closer he asked me where I wanted him to cum this time, I could hear he was almost assuming it would be deep inside me again. I said I wanted him to cum over my breasts, since I knew from earlier he wanted to. When it was time we both got into position. I was half sitting, half laying down leaning against my elbows. My time to observe him while he wanked out his sperm over my breasts…
He got up.
“Where do you think you’re going? You made a mess mister, you better clean up after yourself!”
He gave me an interesting look.
“You heard me, lick it up”
He leaned over me, and licked some of it up. Came up to me and fed it to me with his tongue. He repeated, until I was mostly clean. It was fun, new and a bit different.

Conclusion; we had sex for about 3 hours, used 3 condoms, tried a few new things, and I dared to say what I wanted. All and all, it was a really good night.

When meeting Matt I would never have guessed we'd be hooking up two nights so close to each other, let alone I would be ending up writing four blog posts in a row about it. Previous experiences dictate that the night would end here, either with sleeping, maybe some cuddling, or him leaving… I've ...