I'm all set. I adjust my little top and make sure my her cleavage remains discreet. I've chosen a short pleated skirt and I hope it's not too provocative. I haven't known Yvan for long and it's our first date tonight. He rings the intercom and I wait, a little anxiously, at the door. I run my fingers through my long red hair to give it some volume and I take a deep breath to calm myself. He knocks clearly and I open it for him. I have a small blow to the heart as I feel like I'm rediscovering him. He's quite tall and strong. Certainly not the type of man that attracts me at first sight. On the other hand he has such intense gaze that he hypnotizes me and when he smiles at me, my legs weaken. I try to keep my composure and smile back at him.
"Good evening Yvan. Please come in."
I give him room to come in and close the door behind him. When he brushes past me, I get a little shiver that runs through my whole body. I've never felt anything like that with anyone before. I lock the door, turn around and freeze on the spot. There he is, a few centimetres away from me, his dark gaze plunged into mine and I immediately feel a ball of heat arising in my belly. I remain perplexed and intrigued, because I don't feel in danger. He then takes my face delicately in his hands and puts an intense kiss on my lips. I giggle, surprised and caught unaware of his boldness. He then plunges his tongue into my mouth. His kiss becomes even more intense. It only takes me two seconds to succumb and melt to this fiery kiss. I moan and respond voraciously. I don't recognize myself.
'What's happening to me?'
We kiss for long minutes and my body yearns for his touch, so when he puts a hand on my back to hold me tight, I press myself feverishly against his muscular body and moan more beautifully. He is powerful and I feel at his mercy in his arms. Yet I am not afraid, he gives me trust and I abandon myself as I have rarely done before and certainly not as quickly.
'He's going to think I'm an easy lay!'
I try to reason with myself, but I feel the heat ball growing in my belly and the beating of my heart accelerates. His kiss is exquisite and I swoon at the touch of his lips and the sensual dance of his tongue with mine. He presses himself against me and I feel my breasts being deliciously pressed against his chest. His belly comes in contact with mine and the sensation is divine. He slips a thigh between my legs and I hiccup when he presses it against my sex. My heat ball explodes and my body blazes up like a straw fire. My reason is swept away by my bestial and primal self, so long hindered by it.
'Fuck, I want him!'
Then my hands, which I can no longer control, begin to caress and undress him. I quickly take off his shirt and cover his muscular chest with caresses and wild kisses. I've never fantasised about muscular bodies, but now I'm crazy about them. He regularly takes my mouth with his fiery lips and each time I melt a little more.
That's when he definitely wins me over. He looks me straight in the eyes and slowly goes down without breaking contact. He kneels down in front of me, in a state of excitement. He lifts my skirt and reveals my little satin and lace panties. He takes them off sharply and plunges his face between my thighs and divinely attacks my sex. He licks it voraciously and sublimely tortures my clitoris. I close my eyes and let myself be capsized by his ardour. I am a sweet and loving girl. I really appreciate the tact and voluptuousness, the slow and languorous caresses.
Yvan devours my pussy like no one has ever done before and I am completely conquered. I don't stop moaning and hiccupping under his sovereign assaults. One of his hands goes up against my belly and his caress is so profound that I feel like he is caressing me deep inside. It continues to rise, expertly passes under my little top and takes my breast vigorously. I put one hand on his hoping, halfway, to calm his ardour, because he hurts me a little. Then he sucks my sex so unpredictably that I gasp and look at him with my eyes and mouth wide open. The sensation is so strong that I even appreciate his hand that virilely squeeze my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers.
"Haaa! Ho! Yes! My God!"
My eyes revert with pleasure when I feel his fingers intrude into me in an imperious way. I get so wet that they penetrate without any problem, despite my rather narrow pussy. I grab his hair and move my pelvis to rub against him.
'That's so fucking good!'
The idea of cunnilingus has never turned me on more than that. The thought of oral caresses on my genitals usually disgusts me, until this sublime moment. I feel my legs gradually weakening and they start to shake. His tongue, lips and teeth are wonderfully active and my pussy begins to pulse with desire.
'Oh shit! I want his cock! I want him to take me there! I want him to take me now! Right now!'
I want to, but I can't talk anymore because my excitement is so intense.
'Fuck, fuck, is he going to make me cum right now?!'
I can't hold back my screams when the tsunami wipes me out.The tidal wave is so sudden that I can't hold anything back and I soak his face and fingers with my juices. I didn't know I could do that. He stays there, playing and torturing my sex which throbs and convulses with pleasure.
He stands up again and I kiss him greedily, discovering my taste on his lips and cheeks. I catch myself licking him to wash him of my fluids and produce greedy 'hum'.
'But what's happening to me?'
We kiss again for long minutes. We are always at the front door of my flat. Once again I don't understand what's gotten into me, but I unbutton his trousers and grasp his radiant cock, after having plunged my hand into his pants without a moment's hesitation. It' s warm, hard, vibrant and I'm delighted. I masturbate him a little and don't resist him when he presses himself at the entrance of my little secret temple.
"Oh yes, Yvan, take meEEE! HAAAAA! HOOOO!"
He enters with a sharp jerk and I shout with surprise and pain. I've never had such an imposing visit and he came in without knocking. He doesn't give me time to pull myself together as he penetrates me violently, slamming his pelvis against my clitoris. Each thrust triggers an electric shock, which spreads all over my body. I can hear him growling and grunting and I get very excited about it. Under my hands I can feel his body stretching, tensing and raging inside me. The feeling is incredible. I can feel him drilling my womb, which is tightly wrapped around him. That's when I see us in the mirror at the other end of the corridor. The vision is highly erotic. I see myself standing against the door and Yvan powerfully propels his hips between my spread out thighs.
I admire his back muscles, finely chiselled, contracting under the effort. I caress them ardently. He passes his hands under my butt and lifts me up as if I didn't weigh more than a feather. I wrap my legs around his waist and we weld our lips together in another fiery kiss. He takes me to my room and puts me on the bed. Still inside me, he grabs my ankles and spreads my legs and immediately resumes his wild strokes. I am lost, I can only moan, scream, gasp under his majestic assaults. I've never been taken like that and I'm all over the place. He' s going so hard that I have the impression that he penetrates me completely, from head to toe. I feel the shocks from my pubis to the top of my head. I am overwhelmed by a flood of sensations so intense that my brain can no longer function in a reasoned way.
Yet I am an academic, an intellectual. I love mind games and long, argumentative and enriching conversations. I've always considered sex a little too primitive to really get involved in it. Just when I thought I'd reached the height of the intensity of our frolic, he turns me over and puts me on all fours, vigorously plunges his fiery spear back in and I scream with pleasure. He grabs me firmly by the hips and goes wild, spanking me cheerfully with his lower belly. I can't believe it and can't even express myself in words.
"Hoo! Ho! Ho! Han! Han! Houf! Hoooo!"
Once again, it takes me all the way and I shout my pleasure. I have a moment of panic because I feel a second orgasm coming on me like galloping horses. I want to stop it because I'm afraid of its intensity, but I can't.
"HAAA! HOOO! HANN! YES!! YES!! YES! YVAN! YVANNN!"
My body is convulsing and Yvan has to cling tightly to me to stay inside me. I collapse all the way down on the bed, all sweaty and the breath completely syncopated. My eyes can't settle, my mind is completely foggy. As I struggle to regain my mind, he straddles my tight legs and resumes his powerful comings and goings. He grabs my beautiful round cheeks with both hands and applies a movement opposite to his own. The sensation is so strong that I grab a pillow and muffle my screams inside. I can feel my pussy dilate and marry every inch of his magnificent cock. The feeling and sound of my buttocks slapping against his thighs drives me crazy. His grunts and moans turn me on just as much.
"Oh Fuck! Yvan! It's so good!"
I manage to tell him between two screams smothered in the pillow.
He's been taking me manly for a long minutes and he still hasn't cum yet.
'My God, this guy is like a war machine!'
While I'm lost in ecstasy, he adds to it by sticking a finger in my little hole. Once again, the exceptional circumstances that I am experiencing make me take pleasure in it when the idea would have disgusted me otherwise. The sensation is sublime and I am delighted with the pleasure and encourage him to continue, even though he has no need of it. Suddenly I feel his hand caressing the back of my head and then grasping my hair firmly. He pulls on them and forces me to straighten my head out of the pillow.
"Hooooohoho! Ha! Ha! Han! Han! Hannn!"
