and I felt for the first time the taste of the seed, that unique taste, salty and bitter and somewhat sweet… a taste like willow, herbs and seaweed…. I swallowed hard, enjoying it, surprised, curious, grateful and satisfied, all in one sense…
We both went into the house and we were somehow confused, I didn't know how it would happen and not even if it would happen… I had waited too long and maybe, each in his own way thought not to disappoint the other… I knew so much one about another, our worlds had intersected so strangely in a more virtual space… .and yet we found ourselves then as two teenagers on a first date… .I had kissed before and I knew exactly how we looked naked and yet had never there was such intimacy… that the one that was to come… I knew he loved oral sex and although I had tried his taste in the past… .I hadn't brought him to orgasm… I was confused and afraid that I wouldn't be able to, that I'll be too naive….
We headed to the living room… I stopped in the kitchen and had a coffee…. He was spinning around me, he was opening the fridge, no, I didn't have anything good, it was too much for me to have thought about that too, since I knew that my mind would come, she was somehow in love, I couldn't judge anything logical that it was maybe natural to have something to eat for him…. we were still tense, we felt the tension in the air and we didn't even have the courage to kiss … I sat on the couch and he started walking around the house wondering if I was sure no one was coming… I laughed, I was very sure… it would have been too much to be interrupted after we finally managed to see you alone…. long minutes passed, phones rang and we still hadn't decided to get close even though it was clear that we had met
… At one point time stopped somehow and he approached the couch I was sitting on… he suddenly opened his pants and I saw his penis erect… I closed my eyes and sighed… in front of him I could only be the listening girl which brings pleasure, so much… .I grabbed it with my hands, it was familiar to me, I had seen it before, and I had tried it a little with my lips, I had liked the fresh smell, incredibly clean and exciting at the same time… .but then it was all in a hurry and I only had a few minutes, not enough to give him the final pleasure, enough to realize that it is so… exciting to do it, when I know how much he wants it… so I I decided to take him aside a little and then he suddenly stepped aside and said: undress… his voice sounded broken in the silence of my house… I said… I can't… the irony of fate made him I was on the last day of the cycle and I was still hesitant to do it like that eam .I was a little afraid, it was suddenly foreign, I was afraid but at the same time I felt the excitement rise to my head and make me lose my mind… then he bent down and began to undo my buttons on my blouse and take off my socks…. I seemed to be dreaming, as if I was no longer me, as if I was numb, I didn't know what it would be like, I was like a kid on the first date, I was the mature and married woman on top… .he lifted my skirt above and grabbed her panties and pulled them apart… I tensed when I heard the canvas broken, I knew she liked it that way but I didn't think she would do it… .I stayed like this, half naked, vulnerable and so cold… she came over me and kissed me then I felt her cock next to her face again… like this as I was sitting on the couch it fit well in my mouth and I started to suck hard… it was terrible, a big and thick penis that emanated so much power, which could not be refused because it was beyond reason, logic, common sense…. stopped again and said: go beyond…
I got up and headed for the bedroom and there I found him lying… completely naked, hunched over in his emptiness, emanating so much power…. I leaned over his sex and started sucking him while he pushed me upside down… I sucked and licked, I pulled him deep inside me and when he felt me drown he came out of me and kissed me deep on the mouth pe bent over him, I sucked rhythmically, I took it long as he liked to tell me … .Then it slid inside my mouth, back and forth… .I felt tears in the corner of my eyes, it was a pleasure that gave me an emotion that was hard to control but my attention was drawn back to what I had to do… .I could smell it, a terrible smell of exciting, I could feel the pores on his beard, on his throat, the smell of sweat that seemed so well known to me and as if time and space had merged into one whole… .it was the Man… I was the Woman who gave pleasure… .as if I was living a dream , he, in my bed… .he there, aievea… ..his hands guided me, kept me bent, they played with my red hair which I knew he liked it, then on his shoulders again… .suddenly he turned his back on me and took me by the neck, commanding… he kissed me rhythmically as his hands spread my legs, exposing my sex… he looked at me carefully while I felt waves of excitement growing… to be so open in front of him, without shame it was incredible…. I was completely vulnerable in front of the man who had excited my mind for so long, the man I had started to love when I still didn't know his identity and face too good… the man who had made me squirm helplessly in front of the computer screen since it had been just one name lui his name… because when the messenger icon appeared ON my heart was aching painfully… he was there and he was going to talk to me , it would show me new valences and new plans and new horizons and it would make me realize that I was so much WOMAN… .he looked at me and touched me with his clever fingers and I felt that I wanted him in me but I did not dare to ask , I didn't have I still had the courage to be like a barren without any modesty and although I was wide open in front of him there was something in me that was still hidden from him and that kept away from him… I felt that he didn't really want me, it was like in a ritual which he respects exactly and in which I depersonalized myself and although I was there ready to give myself with everything I had, he was a stranger to me, far away, tormented in his inability to understand everything I had… .it was as if somehow he was disappointed that I had given in, as if he wanted me and he didn't want me equally and all this was happening because that was how times had come, not because he wanted it… and I, I… I was there because I had to be like that, even if it was going to be the first and last time, even if I knew - and still with what sharpness !!! - that he would throw me after consuming our union… I felt the fight in his soul and yet I didn't how to calm him down, I was missing all the words, everything I had ever set out to say to him in those moments, whatever wind of caress of longing and desire and everything I had gathered… he wanted me to be silent and to obey him, I had no choice… .and he felt this and then he took my legs and brought them next to him and -he put it on my shoulders and as I was, devoid of any ability to do something, to move or respond, it suddenly penetrated me, deep, strong… .and it hurt as if I had done it for the first time and my hidden blood came out of me a little and dripped on him… he came in and out and seeing my face twisted in pain he came out of me… I said: it hurts… he came with me and I felt his warmth, it was his way of getting better, I had forgotten the pain and yet I didn't want him in me anymore, he was too big for me, and although I loved him so much, I couldn't do it again… so he brought his penis back my mouth and I felt the taste of blood, then I started the dance I knew and his moans could be heard in the silence of the house ia he caressed my head and hair and I bent over his member and tried to satisfy him as best I could I was better, it was something new for me and I felt awkward and yet I felt the pleasure of looking for a place in my body slowly and I moaned in my turn sensing the outcome… he asked me if I want to enter me, I said no… continued, then he asked me to touch him… I was ashamed to do so in front of someone else it was so unexpected for me, so strange, and yet I could not refuse him, all he said was the command for me and I started to touch me, shyly, and he with his hand over mine gave me courage ea everything became exciting and slowly I forgot about myself, and the idea of being watched was starting to drive me crazy… .I was still sucking his vibrating penis, approaching from more and more unraveling… then I heard him asking me..tell me where you want it… .I told him, where you want it… .and as my orgasm approached I felt the same way, it had started to touch while I was slowly sucking her testicles… when I burst, in that very second he burst and he turned her on me again. mouth, tender, grateful, liberated… and I felt for the first time the taste of the seed, that unique salty and bitter and somehow sweet taste… a taste like willow, herbs and seaweed… .I swallowed hard, savoring it, amazed, curious, grateful and satisfied, all in one feeling… then I felt his fingers enter my mouth and then, for the first time I really felt it was his gift to me aci because his hand had become as tender as mine the ball of his cheeks… how he anointed them with that substance that suddenly became an elixir… was then an orgasm of my soul difficult to explain in words apoi then he got up and everything that followed didn't matter, but only the fact that I had been worth a few minutes together in that way and that I had been part of his world had been all that mattered… and even if that incident never happened again and even though I know it will never be the same again, I will keep it deep in me as the one who -he gave in every cell of my body and soul, the essence of his being… sons his strength in my being.
