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A Year Ago Today

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Happygirl Posted on: 19 Dec 2003 1 comments
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As December winds down, I always pause to reflect on what I've done in the past 12 months. A year ago, I had been in a brief relationship with Charles, who was the last one before I met my current boyfriend. Even though I was 29 and Charles was in his early 30's, we were like a bunch of sex-crazed teenagers with each other.Before Charles, I had never been with someone whose sex drive matched mine. In my previous relationships, I was always the one who liked and wanted sex more. Charles and I started seeing each other in early November when the encroaching winter of the Upper Midwest sends people barreling towards one another in an attempt to secure a fuck-buddy for the long season ahead.There was something about Charles that made me so hot. He was just an ordinary-looking guy, but once I got to know him as a person, he was unbelievably sexy. I think it was his quiet, understated confidence. He didn't feel the need to brag about himself to impress me. He didn't feel the need to be the constant center of attention in a group of people. I liked that he was secure in himself and tuned-in to the people around him... a welcome change from some of the other self-absorbed and/or self-pitying people I've been with.Given the libido we both brought to our encounters, we developed a ritual. We would tear off each others' clothes and he would put on a condom before we both jumped into bed, his or mine. We would always use unlubricated condoms because the lubricated ones were just too much given how wet I get, especially with him. He would then dive face-first into my pussy.He would go straight for my clit with no build-up and begin licking and flicking rapidly right away. He had every intention of giving me an orgasm as quickly as possible, and I had every intention of cooperating with him. With his thumb pulling back my hood and exposing the sensitive head, I never lasted more than a minute. My clit greedily received the attention like a rescued castaway might eat that first meal. It wanted more and more. And, as expected, I would soon pant, twitch, and cry out as that first climax spilled over.Charles would make a seamless transition, pulling himself up over my chest and plunging in his cock as my cunt pushed forth the last of its throbs. I would then wrap my legs around his waist. Like with his oral pleasuring, there would be no slow build-up, and he would thrust hard and fast right away. I liked the way he worked it with me, and I told him so. I also liked to lift my head slightly from the pillow so I could watch the action. Looking down, there was my mass of pubic hair, his mass of pubic hair, and then that rod plunging into my pussy all the way to the hilt and coming back out again in one smooth stroke. He would buck in that steady, regular rhythm, thrusting his cock up and down into my well-lubed cunt like a piston. I would let out an involuntary yelp with every in-stroke. When he came, his shudders and groans would always tip off my second orgasm, and I would be right there with him.Temporarily satiated, we would then be able to spend the rest of our time together in a session of long, slow lovemaking. Caressing, back rubs, spooning, my lips on his cock, his lips on my lips, his lips on my other set of lips, cuddling, nibbling... but all that wouldn't have been possible without a hard and fast orgasm at the start.