This is the seventh part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I don’t just want to cuddle.
I miss your cock, and I want you inside me.

He knew what I was expecting this night. I didn’t just need him next to me, I didn’t just want him to show his love for me and I didn’t just have the need to spend hours with him talking. I wanted to get properly treated with a good romp. With a splash of oral!
There was a lot of frustration in my body. My last encounter with someone, as you’ve read, was not as enjoyable as I’d hoped. Even though I was feeling horny as hell for this night, I was unsure of what I would be willing to receive. Having almost been forced on you anal sex didn’t really make me feel too happy about the idea of being probed there again for a while.
It took seconds for us to get to the bed when we got to my place. Kissing and cuddling, fully clothed. I’d been longing for him, for more than a day. Even more so after I had told him what I was wanted out of the evening when we finally got together again.
When he gave me a hint that he was newly shaved, while we were still in public, my mind raced. It was hard for me to focus and all I was thinking of was his lovely new shaved balls in my mouth.
I had offered to go without panties this night, if he’d let me known that he for sure was coming over to spend some time. Unfortunately he had told me he was after I had already left the house. To turn it into a good thing I made him the offer that he could explore which panties I was wearing as soon as we got home.
He started unbuttoning my jeans and so I asked what he was doing.
- You told me I could find out which panties you were wearing when we got in.
I couldn’t argue with that so now I was half naked.

We moved to the sofa, so we could be a little social and have a cup of tea as well. Talking, drinking tea, distracting each other. Since I was half naked his hand ended up between my legs, slowly teasing me. I was longing for him between my legs, both his cock and his tongue on my clit. Being annoyed that I’ve first moved him to the sofa and that I now wanted to move him to the bed instead he complained a little.
- What if I go to the bathroom and come back naked and lay down on the bed?
- I have a feeling you wouldn’t be to happy if I didn’t follow you?
- You guessed that right
When I got out of the bathroom I threw off my top. He came up to me and I took his shirt of while kissing him.
- I know I rarely take your clothes off, time to make up for it.
I unbuttoned his jeans, let them drop to the floor and kissed the contour of his cock on top of his boxers. Kissing his stomach I took of his boxers, let them drop and took his stiff cock in my mouth. Carefully sucking and licking it. I then did what I’d been longing for all evening, I licked his balls. I gently put them in my mouth, noticing him getting more aroused.

I laid back on the bed. I was still wearing my panties. He now moved down, kissing me and removed them for me. Since he had teased me earlier I was now longing even more for his tongue. Sucking his balls hadn’t really made me any less horny. He started licking me, being nice and avoiding my ass as I had asked for.
I was pleased being under the tongue of someone that I know loves and cares for me after that earlier stressful ordeal. Having someone lovingly lick me and let me forget about the rest of the world was great. Then he came up and started to kiss and caress me.
- I want you to lick me more.
I wanted it properly, I needed it properly, I wanted to get lost in time. He got back down, yielding to my wish. I was relaxed and really enjoying his touch. I was stroking him, trying to give while getting. We turned around a little, ended up on the side in a 69 style position.
The feelings of him playing with me got more intense and I was starting to get lost, I was forgetting about him and just enjoying myself. He was carefully exploring my limits of how I wanted to be touched, licked and caressed around my anus.
It did not take long for me to help myself out, which soon resulted in his tongue in my ass, his fingers inside me touching just the right spot, and me rubbing my clit. His tongue in combination with his fingers finding their way inside me, while I was touching myself made me go insane, I knew that this could be the night.
I told myself to relax, just enjoy it, don’t chase it. DO NOT CHASE THE ORGASM. I just let it come to me, relaxed even more. I stopped rubbing. He started licking instead. I didn’t stop it. I just let my body go and I started to shake and clinched my legs around his head.

- I thought you didn’t do that? he said.

I sat up, looked at him and smiled. I then moved over to him, got on top of him and slowly started to grind up against him, making sure he could feel how wet I was against his cock. Carefully teasing while driving him and myself insanely mad. Once you go unprotected there’s rarely any turning back.
We agreed that it would be best to find and put on number seven before proceeding. I ruffled through my drawers and found it, giving it to him as I laid down on my back. I was finally going to get what I had said I wanted this night, his stiffness inside of me. Pushing in deep inside me. I love the way he feels inside of me, there’s just something about the way he moves. There is something very special about how he fucks me.
When I noticed it was his turn to cum I just watched him. I love watching him cum. I love thinking about that he’s inside of me, being given that pleasure that is leading him to enjoy himself that much. I love to see the expression when he gets there at the same time as I listen to his moaning.

It was a good night.

This is the seventh part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much. I don't just want to cuddle. I miss your cock, and I want you inside me. He knew what I was expecting this night. I didn't just need him ...