I’ve often dreamt of having the perfect sex. When I write erotica or my fantasies it is always perfect. I never put in those awkward moments when you’re undressing or when you accidentally hit your knee on the side of the bed. Missing are the many times a cock will slip out or when you accidentally bump heads. Nothing ever goes wrong in fantasy.
It’s amazing what brought me to this. The most imperfect sex that was absolutely perfect. I thought I was done with him but by the end of the night I knew why I wasn’t and that it would be so hard the day when I have to give him up for good.
There is something so wonderful about someone who appreciates you in every way. No matter what you don’t feel an ounce of self consciousness around them. When you see their eyes widen with one look at you and a smile in anticipation. When no matter what they cannot keep their hands off you and it really makes you feel like the greatest thing in the world.
He had requested I wear something really nice for him. Something that would instantly get him hard. I wore my lingerie. He had never seen me in it and I had yet had opportunity to wear it for anyone. My legs were smooth and my skin soft to the touch.
When he arrived he walked right in. as I entered the living room his eyes widened at the site and he smiled at me. Immediately he pulled me into his arms. His hands were freezing as he placed them on my back to hold me close. He pressed his lips against mine and told me how amazing I looked. I pulled away and led him to the couch. I sat down next to him as he wrapped his arms around me once more. He ran his hand up my legs and over my ass to rest on my waist. I was craving him so much. I pressed my lips against his and deepened the kiss. I could feel his cock hard through his jeans already.
How do you describe the most complete body fulfillment ecstasy you’ve ever had (or can remember)? Where the best part about the sex isn’t even the sex but the little things in between? The technique was the same as it had ever been but it just felt so different this time. So right, the perfect fit. From the moment he slid his cock in I was thanking my lucky stars he’d come back to me.
The looks. You notice that every moment you are in their embrace they don’t take their eyes off you. All throughout his eyes were glued to me. Usually it would make me feel self conscious but tonight it didn’t. Even when we had finished having sex and were just laying there naked too hot to touch he would just look, admiring me. His touch. Big strong hands that made me feel so small. Strong arms that felt protective as he held me close as we slept. Light grazes of his fingers over my arm and my legs, inching close to my hotspots. And the best part was his kiss.
I have never been with a more sensual kisser. I think in some cases I enjoy kissing more than sex. His lips are full and soft matching my own. He’s slow with it, doesn’t rush or force it. It’s a slow tease until I can’t take it and have to give more of myself to him. He was kissing me a lot more than usual. We never kissed during sex but this time he couldn’t or wouldn’t stop himself. For the longest time after we’d gotten into bed he just laid there kissing me. The feel of his lips over my breasts and around my nipple had me aching within seconds.
However as I said it wasn’t perfect. The first time he’d ever gone down on me and I had to tell him to stop because I knew it wasn’t going to make me cum. I could tell he was disappointed. But it would have been worse to let him think he couldn’t please me. As I was riding him I leaned down to kiss him and hit my head on his. It hurt quite a bit. After he came and I began sucking his cock clean I hadn’t realized how sensitive he’d become. He cried out in agony and begged me to stop. I felt so bad. From behind it wasn’t working. It was my favorite position and we’d always done it before but this night it was not agreeing with us.
Even with the slight imperfections it was still perfect sex to me. It’s been a few days and I still can’t stop thinking about it. I’m craving so much more.