This is the first two parts (in one), in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I had been out of town on a trip to find myself stuck in town. I knew one person I could rely on to get me home, Matt. He came to pick me up, and we went home to my place. It’s approximately a 20 minute drive, during which I played with the hair in the back of his neck driving him nuts. When we reached my place we were cuddly as usually, maybe not completely as cuddly as usually, but he wanted me to take that shower. So he could get me into bed.
While I was standing in the shower I couldn’t help thinking of his hands over my body. He hadn’t joined me, but went to lay down on my bed to read a comic. While the water ran down my curvy body all I could think about was feeling his tongue exploring my body again. I finished off quickly and took a towel and slowly dried myself, didn’t want to come out all dripping, at least not in that way.
I got into the bedroom naked. Asked for a massage, since my body was killing me. I laid down, and he started to rub my back, carefully. Loosening knots by my shoulder blade. Carefully rubbing a lot of the tension out of me. I was just enjoying his hands on my body, in a loving caring way, trying to rub away the pain. He loosened it, helped with the pain, but it wasn’t completely gone.
He asked me to lay on my back instead, so he could give me a whole other kind of massage. He started with his tongue, in his playful way. I had been waiting for a while for his tongue on my clit again. I loved every second of it. He slipped a finger into me, while letting his tongue dance around my lips. Carefully massaging the walls in my vagina, making me whimper. He finger fucked me, in a good nice cozy way. I helped out with fingers on my clit. The light was turned on, so he could see every single change in my expression, see how I was enjoying his treatment. I was getting close to orgasm, but I was still having pain in my back. All of the tension hadn’t gotten rubbed out. So I didn’t quite get all the there.
“I want you inside me” I whispered.
“So you want me to undress?” he asked.
“Mhm…” I said low with extremely breathy horny voice.

Time to break in the condoms! First goes on. I quickly decide that I wasn’t not sure I liked them, but they might work. If not, I will make them work!
Finally having him slip inside me, carefully since my back was aching, was as enjoyable as the first penetration always is. Feeling every inch of him finding its way. The tenderness from him made it sweeter yet. Not being too rough but not too gentle either. I still wanted to be able to feel him fucking me properly.
Having had a long trip I quickly got thirsty, but also from all the panting. He allowed me to get a glass of water and when I got back he was laying on his back.
I really love riding his cock, but the condom was already drying up, which sort of pissed me off. Luckily I was still really wet so that sorted it. Something didn’t feel quite right, and the pain got returned in my back.
“Sorry sweety, it feels really good, but the pain…” I told him.
He told me to try and lay down on my stomach instead. Said and done. We soon realized that the condom was quite troublesome and that it didn’t want to play it our way. I had a lube sample on my nightstand so I grabbed it, but in the dark (since I had turned off the light when I didn’t want the neighborhood to see me ride him) he thought I grabbed a new condom so he took the first one off. Time for the second condom.
He put two fingers inside of me. Feeling him finger fuck me, while I was laying down, just to get me more wet and ready for his stiff cock was a huge turn on. Feeling him finally penetrate me was even better, having him slide deeper into me.

There are so many ways you can change “the same” position, with being either closer to each other or further away. It can either become very intimate and loving or very distant and just a fuck. We swung between both most of the time, which was quite nice. I really love the cuddly stuff, but the hard raw sex is just as good. I definitely need both.
He kept fucking me, switching between going really deep and slow, to fucking me hard and deep, to just teasing with the top of his head making me beg for him to penetrate me fully. When I talk about Matt I always mention how I love his playfulness, this is a very good example of it.
We ended up in a very cuddly position, still me on my stomach, and him taking me from behind but laying down on me, holding my hands that were crossed in front of me. Feeling him really close to me. Feeling his energy flowing through him seeping into me.
It ended up being a very romantic way to end a nice session of fucking. I’m not complaining.

This is the first two parts (in one), in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much. I had been out of town on a trip to find myself stuck in town. I knew one person I could rely on to get ...