I'd been out with girlfriend and was tipsy. He always texts me when I'm out. We haven't been together for nearly a year but we are friends now, or working on being friends. He tells me he worries about me driving but I know he's checking up on me, wondering if I've met someone. He's still a little possessive and jealous, even though he tries hard not to show it, I know it.
Anyway, this night, I was horny and a little tipsy. I called him around midnight on my drive home. He answered almost immediately and the next thing I know he is in his car driving to meet me at my place...
Over the phone he starts telling me how badly he wants me. How he'd been touching himself that evening, thinking about me and my body. He loves my curves, loves the way I feel in his hands, loves the way my body responds to his touch. All his talking is making me wet, wetter and wetter, as I drive home.
When I arrive, he's already there. I pull into my garage and he walks in before the garage door closes down behind my car. As I get out and close my car door, he pushes me up over the hood. He kisses my neck, right there where it meets my collar bone, a slight bite and sucking on that spot that makes me groan.
"I want to take you right here," he says, "right here bent over the hood of your car, but first I want to watch you cum. So I'm going to be patient and wait until I have you in your bed."
He takes me by the back of my neck and leads me into the house. He follows me up the stairs and I can feel his eyes on my ass. At the top of the stairs, he suddenly pushes me up against the wall, face first. His hot breath is in my ear as his body pushes against mine and I can feel his crotch grinding against my ass.
"Goddamn, I love your ass," he says. "I love the way you walk and I love knowing you don't have any panties on under those too tight jeans."
His hand starts rubbing between my legs, and I moan into the wall as he lifts me up by my crotch.
One thing that never went wrong in our relationship was the sex. He knew how to touch me from the very start. There was no practice session needed.
He takes me by the neck again - he knows how hot I get when my neck is touched - and leads me into the bedroom. He pushes me down onto my bed, face first. "Turn over," he says.
I roll over and he lies down next to me. He kisses me hard, with his tongue deep in my mouth, and I can feel his hand return back down between my legs, rubbing me through my jeans. It feels amazing. I am practically grinding on his hand and I'm certain he can feel the heat thru my jeans, if not my wetness.
He alternates between kissing my mouth and kissing my neck. None of it gentle. Occasionally, I feel his teeth on my neck. His other hand is behind my head, holding me there, his fingers entangled in my hair.
The hand between my legs captures one of my hands and puts it on his cock. "Feel how hard I am for you, baby? You make my cock so fucking hard." I moan in response, breathless. I love it when he talks to me like this and he knows it.
Then he begins to unbutton my jeans and pull them off of me. He sits up and pulls my sweater off over my head also. Then he stands up to take his own clothing off.
While he does, his eyes never leave me as I lie there in my lacy bra and my heels, shivering, waiting for his touch. "You still keep your hair trimmed short down there, the way I like it, eh?" he says with a smirk. "God, I love your fucking body. You're so fuckable."
He comes back to the bottom of the bed and sits by my feet. Then he puts his hand on my ankle and runs it up my calf, over my knee, on top of my thigh. Then over my tummy making me catch my breath, his touch is so light. Then his hand goes over my ribs to my breast.
Now he is lying next to me, his hard naked body pressed up against me, so I can feel the wet tip of his cock against my hip. He pulls at the nipples of my tits, one after the other, back and forth, so I can feel them being pinched as he pulls the nipple away from my body, twisting and shaking them a little each time. Over and over he does this so they get super hard and they stand up and out from my breasts.
Then he takes one in his warm mouth and the contrast to the chilly air and the pinching feels so good.
He takes this time to put his hand back down between my legs and demandingly pushing my thighs apart. Then he brushes his fingertips over my clit as he reaches further down to my pussy.
"You're so wet, baby girl. Your pussy wants me so badly, doesn't it? Tell me how badly you want me."
I moan and whisper, "Please touch me."
"Oh yeah, I know what you like. I know what you want, so beautiful when you're turned on like this. I love your sexy body, the way it responds to me. I love the noises you make when I touch you like this and the expression on your face when I pleasure you."
He slightly dips his finger in my pussy, getting it wet and then he returns to my clit which is hard and erect, begging for his touch. He makes small circles with his wet finger around my clit. I moan with his touch. It feels so incredible.
He sits up and moves to the bottom of the bed. He spreads my legs so he is looking up at me between them.
Again, he dips his fingers in my pussy and then brings them up to my clit. "Hold yourself open for me, baby." I do. I spread the lips of my pussy wide so he looking at all of me, open to him, exposing my clit even more and widening my hole for him to see. He circles my clit some more. Wets his finger in me again, rubs my clit. "Oh, yeah, your pussy is so needy. It wants me so badly," he says. "And I know what else you want."
