I was sprawled out in the middle of the bed, completely naked. There was a slight chill in the room, making my nipples hard and erect. I was fighting the urge to bury my fingers in my pussy. I knew I was wet and my clit was in desperate need of being touched.
After what felt like forever, I finally heard the apartment door opening; I knew it would only take him a few seconds to reach his bedroom and my heart started pounding. He was about to call my name when he walked in the room, but he stopped short when he saw me. I lifted my legs and spread them as far as they could go, a clear invitation to what I wanted.
Without saying a word, he quickly began undressing and walking towards me. His cock was already alert, majestic, huge and absolutely perfect. He climbed on the bed and crawled up to me, placing both arms at the side of my head. Our eyes were locked and we were both breathing heavily. Then the most amazing thing happened; his cock automatically lined up with my pussy. It didn't need to be guided by our hands; it knew exactly where it belonged.
He started gliding into me and I felt myself opening up to engulf his cock. Every nerve ending of my pussy came to life; I lifted my knees towards my head because I needed to feel him go as deep as he could. We both groaned as he started sliding in and out of me. I grabbed his ass with both hands and began pulling him into me; I couldn't get enough of him. I looked down because I need to look at his gorgeous cock pound my pussy. It was glistening with my juices and every time he glided out of me and then pounded back in, I felt my pleasure increase. I needed to orgasm. Fast. Hard. I moved my right hand from his ass, directly to my clit and started rubbing it furiously. That's all it took to send me off the edge. My whole body tensed and the most amazing orgasm exploded from my pussy. He was still looking at me intensely and I could feel him changing his rhythm. His jaw was clenched and he shut his eyes, just as he let out the sexiest moan; he was balls deep in me as he shot his cum deep into my body.
I felt like I could barely move as he slowly pulled out and I didn't like how empty I suddenly felt. He collapsed beside me on the bed and pulled me towards him.
"That was quite a welcome home, Violet!" he said panting.
I laughed, "I missed you today, Matt!"
Six months had passed since we started our relationship. We had become experts in being absolutely professional in the office, to the point that no one knew that we were fucking our brains out once we got home. Sometimes it was hard to pretend it didn't bother me when other girls in the office tried flirting with him, but he always made it clear that he did not mix business with pleasure. I was the only exception, and oh boy did we know how to pleasure each other.
In these past six months I had learned to explore my body, to become comfortable with my sexuality, to discover what I liked and how to reach the most amazing orgasms. Matt turned out to be the most amazing lover, since he got off giving me pleasure. He only allowed himself to cum once he was sure that I was content.
I was pretty sure that I had become obsessed with sex, or maybe just obsessed with Matt. All I could think about was how, when and where we would fuck next. The odour of his skin turned me on, the idea of his dick growing hard in my mouth turned me on, the taste of his cum turned me on, the taste of my juices on his mouth turned me on.
"And I'm going to miss you this month while you're back home."
There it was, the elephant in the room. I was flying back home the following morning and I would be away for the entire month.
"I booked the return flight months ago. I need to see my family and tell them that I'll be moving here. It's not something I could explain over the phone," I replied, a little too vehemently.
Matt kissed me and said, "I know, I know. I just hope no one convinces you to change your mind."
I knew that Matt didn't mean just my parents; we had avoided ever speaking about the fact that I had a long-term boyfriend back home. It was stupid of us, but we had just pretended like he didn't' exist.
Max and I had started "dating" years before but our relationship had not been an easy one. We had both been brainwashed into believing that we couldn't be alone together, we couldn't touch, we couldn't be intimate, until marriage. My own mother had convinced me that sex was just a task a woman HAD TO do to make her husband happy and to procreate. Any hint of a woman's sexual need or desire was frowned upon like a mortal sin. Any woman who did not remain "pure" was deemed a sinner and a whore.
This is what I was going home to and what I was going to have to face for the entire month. Just the thought of it put me in a foul mood.
"No one is going to change my mind," I answered.
Matt was dead serious, "But you know that they will try..."
I got out of bed more upset than I would have liked to. Typical me to run away from topics that I didn't want to face.
"I need to wash up," I muttered and went straight for the bathroom. I took a quick shower and I was drying off when I saw Matt in the mirror. He came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He nuzzled up against my ear and whispered, "I didn't want to upset you. I want our last night together to be amazing."
He started kissing the side of my neck while his hands slid up and he filled his hands with my breasts. He immediately began playing with my nipples, squeezing and pulling them, making them harden under his fingertips. This sent shivers all through my body. He knew how sensitive my tits were and more than once he made me orgasm just by touching or sucking them. I tried to turn around but he wouldn't let me. He guided me out of the bathroom, never letting go of my nipples, and made me stop in front of a full-length mirror in the hallway.
"Look how sexy you are," he whispered in my ear. "I want you to see what I see when I fuck you. I want you to realize how fucking sexy you are and why I never want to give up having my cock inside of you. I want you to see how gorgeous you are when you cum for me."
I already felt like I couldn't stand up anymore, when he moved one of his hands down my belly and towards my mound. He grazed his fingers on my thigh and lifted it up, moving my foot towards the bookcase next to the mirror. Then he backed away from me slightly, just enough to wrap his hand underneath my outstretched leg and to cover my pussy with his hand.
He slid his hand down slowly, allowing his middle finger to slip in between my pussy lips. I could feel how wet I was already. I was hoping he would stick his finger in me, but instead he moved his hand away.
"No!" I almost growled, "don't stop!"
He smiled at me in the mirror and said, "Oh don't worry. I have no intention of stopping." He inserted his middle finger in my mouth and said, "Taste how delicious you are. That's why I love eating your pussy."
I sucked on his finger and then accepted his tongue deep in my mouth. One hand kept fondling my breast while the other found its way back to my pussy. He slowly pulled me down to the floor and sat behind me. I sat with my legs spread open in front of the mirror. Matt inserted his long fingers in me and started massaging me from the inside. He slid his other arm around me and put two fingers around my clit. Matt started this well-choreographed dance in and around my pussy. I could hear myself moaning as he found my G spot; I could feel my clit swell as he put more and more pressure on it.
"Don't close your eyes, or I'll stop!"
I forced myself to keep them open even though I felt like I wasn't in control of my body anymore. I couldn't control the enormous pressure I was feeling; I held my breath and focused all of my energies to my pussy. It was as if my entire universe was concentrated around his hands. All of a sudden, I felt a burst of energy all through my body, accompanied by a hot liquid dripping from the innermost cavity of my being. The waves of my orgasm kept on coming; my pussy was full of spasms and my legs were shaking. Matt kept both of his hands in place, almost as if he didn't want one ounce of my orgasm to escape.
