Whoops [MF] | 2016

So about a year ago I met a gal on a park bench. She was a little older than me, early thirties, and Israeli. Copper skin, short, with curly hair and a beautiful smile. Fit with wide hips and perky breasts which jutted out in her spring dress. She was a designer and we hit it off right away, I got her number and we made a tentative dinner plan.

We made a date and later that week I met her for drinks and a stroll by the bay bridge. Frankly it was a sort of boring date, all the usual stupid first date stuff. She had interviewed for a job she really wanted that day and was turned down, oh well.

But as we left the cafe on the water she started to shiver, so I put my arm around her. And then as she leaned in towards me, wrapped her in my arms and kissed her.

It was electric and she was soft and warm in my arms.

We kissed / walked through the tourists back to her car and tried to make plans. Briefly we talked about visiting a navel museum but things got real and I just flatly suggested she should come back to my place so we could keep kissing.

Now at the time I was more-or-less a single guy. But I was on and off again seeing this girl in New York. We never used condoms and I was planning a visit out to see her next weekend for her birthday.

We had been sexting, flirting,and trying to build things up for the visit. And I had, for the past week or so, starting holding myself back to make sure I had a huge surprise for her special day.

Of course this was all before Mrs Israel.

We immediately start pulling our clothes off, pealing off her sweater I get treated to two olive covered mounds spotted with dark little nipples that I lick and suck and tease. She's down to her panties down and I find a very wet, lightly hairy bush. Delicious.

She pulls me out and starts to work my non kosher cock with gusto, pausing briefly to travel up my abs and pecs to give my neck some love and tease my cock up against her clit.

Finally I can't take it anymore and I flip her over and reach for the bedside table for a condom. All wrapped up, I finally ease myself into her, pausing to let her adjust to the head and savoring each inch. There really is nothing better than pushing inside of a new person for the first time, the trepidation as her body opens up and accepts you, the wide eyed look when you finally bottom out and flex your cock inside of her for that extra little bit. It's such a delicious and sort of sweet pause that's followed by that long withdrawal and then thrust, and then faster, and then thrust.

Until we're really going at it, I'm fucking her fully, from barely my tip to fully buried inside of her.

We kiss and she moans and finally rolls ontop of me to bounce on my cock while I squeeze and pinch her nipples from below. She comes this way, grinding her pelvis onto me as I latch my lips onto her breasts.

I slide between her legs and taste her before lining myself up behind her and spreading her ass cheeks apart - to fuck her from behind.

Slamming myself into her I start to feel that familiar swelling of me getting harder and harder in anticipation. "Are you ready for me?" And a moan in reply is all I need to slam in as deep as I can and release.

There is no better feeling than the feeling of filling someone, even if it's just a condom. The sweat and work and effort, just releasing it all into their body, firing it deep inside of them. I love that connection you create when you come inside of someone, that feelings that they have part of you now. That you've left something behind.

And man did I leave a lot behind this time. I felt spurt after spurt leaving me, filling that condom. I usually come a few times a day so when I take a break for a while, it really builds up.

Savoring it all, feeling myself in this women I've known for less than four accumulated hours, I finally started to pull myself out. And as I withdrew, I noticed wrapped around the base of my cock, like a shitty Live Strong bracelet, was the destroyed remnant of my condom.

I had just fucked seven days worth of come into a total stranger.

As I lay down and wrap my arms around her she turns to me and asks "is everything OK down there? It feels really wet."

"Well, actually..."