I took a one hour trotro trip just to meet up with him. I knew right from the moment he said he’ll be somewhere close to my Region; I wanted to get down and dirty with him. I’d tried a steamy one hour make-out session with him about two months ago and I felt no spark. After much deliberation and consultation, it was agreed *among selected women-folk of mine* to give him a second try. Maybe I wasn’t in the right frame of mind then. I mean, I’ve been lusting after him for close to 7 years. I might as well do something before I die now. So yes, we met and he drove back to my flat. He felt quite comfortable, I offered a late supper; he had other things on his mind other than food. So we relaxed on the bed and made awkward chitchat while he called and whatsapped the two girls he’s currently dating. I got a few phone calls from future potential sexcapadees as well. We were quite at ease with each other. Oh and I made sure I closed my browser before he started snooping on my laptop. *I was watching porn earlier on hehe* I got a final call at about 11am, a future sexcapadee I intend to write about when it finally happens which will be sometime before the beginning of the New Year. *yes, I’m slutting the final days of 2012 away. No, I don’t give a fuck what anybody thinks about it* We were on the phone for about 30 minutes and he started getting fidgety. He went to the bathroom, came back, went to the kitchen, came back and made an impatient hmph. He turned up the volume on the laptop and reduced it again. Obviously he wanted to make subtle sounds just to let the other guy on the phone know he’s around. *Mmb3rima hu y3 siri papa*
Then he started kissing me, I got that warm fuzzy glow which was a bit of a surprise as I didn’t get that with him a few months back. I quickly rounded up the phone call with an excuse that I need to sleep early in order to make it to work on time. *yeh ryt* And the smooch begun, it was nice and warm but not hot and steamy. He did the usual nipple touching and kissing and so on. But he was ready, I mean all 7.5-8inchish readiness. I was sooo curious. I wasn’t extraordinarily horny, but I was really curious. He penetrated and that was it. It was still nice. Just nice. Not fiery, not crazy hot *and I’ve had crazy hot, do me in the shower and take me to the bedroom*. I just don’t know what it is with first timers with me. I can’t wrap my head around the reason behind my not being able to enjoy a man fully on the first night or day for that matter. I wish I could have it all in one night then move on with my life. But oh no, my body refuses. She needs to be *appetized*. Oh well, he was done within a space of 20 minutes. He obviously had a fun time because all he wanted to do afterwards was cuddle and stroke my ass and marvel at how long he’s been waiting to do it. But I was still so horny and he felt it as he went for my clit with his finger. Here’s where my criticism comes in, why don’t men listen and take instructions? The fact that he tried some trick on another woman doesn’t mean it’ll work on me. I take his finger to guide him; he does what I want for a second, and then reverts to his old ways. *Dude, if the last girl you had, had her clit stuck on her hip bone, fine. Mine no dey der oo masa. Follow directions kakra ad3n?*
He slept over and the morning sex! Ohhhhh the morning sex! The second round. *First of all, I love the doggy style. Put me in a doggy style and I’ll be putty in your hands* The morning sex! We started at missionary, which I gathered from the previous session was his chosen favourite for the day. I finally strong-armed and rotated myself to the top, gave him a good view of my greatness from above him and rode him like my life depended on it! Then he got the vim to put me in the doggy. Ohhhh the doggy! *Am I the only girl who loves that shit?* He gave me a 10 minute, no break doggy and another five lying flat on my belly. At that point I was fairly saturated so I did what I always do best. Listen to his body and do the thing that will make him cum soon. *Now how many women know men cum faster when you make them go slow?* That’s why they always want to humpity hump like it’s some competition. You slow it down for him, move your hips to the left, to the right and he’ll pour out like a June rain. And right after that, I was horny again! So the sex was NOT great or wow or fantastically amazing. It was just nice but if he calls again, I’m clearing my calendar ASAP.