Friday Afternoon - 4:00 p.m.
Ray has been one of my lovers for several months now. He is a 28-year old married guy, is 5'8" tall, with blond curly hair, blue eyes, and a very nice, neat, blond goatee. He always wears cottony- soft shirts, with light colored Docker slacks.
Ray enjoys it when I dress really sexy for him, wearing short mini-skirts, thigh-high stockings, and a sexy top, with no panties -- because he relishes eating me out and fucking me with my clothes on – he just hikes up my skirt, exposing my pussy for him. I get off on that so much also -- I love to wear sexy clothes and lingerie, and often find that having sex with my lingerie on can be sexier than fucking naked, simply because I love the feel of soft, laciness touching and rubbing against my boobs and skin.
Ray is certainly one very hot, horny, and sexy guy, as well as being just very, very cute. He has a shy streak to his personality, which causes him to be quite nervous each time he comes here. He is just a bit insecure when he is near me, making me feel that he is in awe of me, and I find those qualities of his so appealing and flattering.
Now let me tell you this about Ray also -- because I think it will make a lot of men out there feel a bit better about themselves: Ray's cock is kind of on the small side, in comparison to what most people would consider average. I would venture a guess, that hard as a rock, he measures maybe 5.0" to 6.0". But let me also tell you -- he surely knows how to work it like an expert!
Now, because Ray's rod IS so small, I can fit it, in full, just perfectly in my mouth, especially when it comes to deep-throating him. Knowing this from our past encounters probably keeps Ray pretty well assured that he is going to receive a totally thorough, fantastic and fabulous blow job from me every time.
By manipulating his manhood in my mouth so well, I have the ability to touch his every sensuous spot at the same time, moving my tongue around it in all sorts of delicious, delightful ways, causing Ray to shoot his huge, hot load of creamy cum in only a matter of a few moments. And I am not exactly certain why this is, but when a guy cums quickly, I get so fucking turned on myself, that my precious pussy drips and drools its own large, lovely load of love syrup!
Another advantage with Ray's tool being less-than-large is that when we are fucking, a similar feeling of roominess occurs, allowing him to move it around more freely. Hence, we are allowed the luxury of fucking longer, harder, and more intensely, since I do not ever seem to suffer a sore snatch during or after my encounters with him.
Ray's excitement for visiting me is obvious from the moment he arrives. He has asked me each time to wait at my front door, watching for him to pull into my driveway. So, with my own bit of anxious anticipation, I wait and watch for him, my heart seemingly skipping a beat, as he parks and alights from his car, heading briskly toward my apartment. I always get an extra electric-like charge, because I can see his hard little package bulging beautifully through his slacks.
Ray arrived after his work on Friday at exactly 5:45 p.m. He is always properly prompt. He also informs me ahead of time just how long he is going to be able to stay -- so that I can have everything prepared for him ahead of time, in order to get him home to wifey with no repercussions.
I greeted his huge smile with my own, and pulled him by his arm right into my living room, shutting the door hard behind him. I actually gave him a little bit of a shove, as I backed him up against it. Parting his lips with my tongue, I pressed my mouth against his, planting a huge kiss on him, combined with lots of loving hugs. It was overtly obvious to me that Ray was really into that kiss, because I was caressing his cock thru his Dockers and I could feel him growing harder and longer with each passing second.
"Well, baby, what do you have in mind for us today, were you planning on fucking me?" I grinned sheepishly at him as I posed the question.
"Oh, my god, absolutely!" He chuckled. And he gently pushed me backwards, right through the doorway into my bedroom.
I laid down on my back on my bed, scooting my rear end across the whole length of it. As I began to touch my twat with my fingers, I took a long sigh, and whispered to Ray, "O, baby, my snatch is soaking wet already!"
"Show me baby," he softly commanded.
