The sushi that A had selected was delicious and we were smiling and talking happily as we ate and drank. Music played in the background and when the food was over, A pulled me to him, one arm around my waist, his hand in mine and we slow danced in the middle of the kitchen. My body against his, we looked at one another, happy, tipsy and elated to be together in that particular moment. That's the magic of being with A, he allows me to be present in the moment, where everything else fades away and I am exactly where I want to be. These perfect little moments of utter happiness and the consciousness associated with being really present in them, that in itself, is a gift. But I am getting sidetracked here. The slow dancing quickly turned sensual as most things tend to be with A and I. Clothes were shed, leaving a trail from the kitchen to the dining room and finally, to the bedroom,. A's lips were quickly tracing kisses on my lower belly making me wet with desire. When he found my clit and began circling it with his tongue, I was moaning without inhibition. I didn't want to cum yet and I was craving A. I crave giving him pleasure and making him cum in a way that I have never experienced before with any other man. It may be why sex with A is so completely mind blowing and hot. We are both the most turned on while giving the other pleasure. We are both unselfish lovers and for me, taking A's throbbing cock in my mouth and driving him wild with pleasure is the most satisfying and arousing act of all. I pushed A off of me and knelt on the floor in front of him. He moaned as I licked the tip of his hard cock, circling it with my tongue. I looked into A's eyes as I moved my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip without taking him in my mouth. As I went back down again, I ran my lips and tongue over his balls sending shivers down A's back. I know exactly what he likes and that night, I wanted to give it to him. A grabbed a fistful of my hair as he guided his cock in my mouth slowly. As I moved up and down his shaft, I left his cock dripping wet. He screamed with pleasure as I attempted to put all of his hardness down my throat. Feeling the tip of his cock down the back of my throat drove him wild and he began thrusting his cock in and out of my hungry mouth. Feeling him close, I stopped as I wasn't ready for him to orgasm yet. As A laid down on my bed, I got on top of him and emboldened by the wine, I began riding his cock. I moved slowly at first, letting him enjoy the feel of my dripping wet pussy on his cock and balls. As he moaned and threw his head back, I started moving faster, my hips descending hard on his cock making him moan louder and louder. He repeated over and over how good I felt and how I was driving him wild which only served to make me ride him harder. Before he could cum, I moved off of him and took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. I sucked and licked as he went wild with arousal. Again, not letting him cum, I rode him again and then sucked him and fucked him once more. We were both out of breath as A pulled me off of him. I stood, my hands resting on the bed as A got behind me and began pumping in and out of me from behind. We both screamed and moaned as he fucked me hard, pulling my hair. After such a build up, A exploded and yelled out as he came all over my ass and back.
As we basked in the afterglow, my head nestled between A's shoulder and neck, I said: "I love having sex with you. This is the best sex of my life. You have ruined me for all other men. Forever".
A replied: "I am ruined too baby. No one makes me feel the way that you do. You drive me wild".
And I meant it when I said that I was ruined forever. I can't imagine that something like this can happen twice. That one person can fulfill all of your needs, emotional and sexual. That's the thing about A. Whereas before, I needed multiple men to fulfill different needs, A is simply everything. Just like that Michael Bublé song. He is everything.
And how lucky that he feels the same about me.
As we basked in the afterglow, my head nestled between A's shoulder and neck, I said: "I love having sex with you. This is the best sex of my life. You have ruined me for all other men. Forever".
A replied: "I am ruined too baby. No one makes me feel the way that you do. You drive me wild".
And I meant it when I said that I was ruined forever. I can't imagine that something like this can happen twice. That one person can fulfill all of your needs, emotional and sexual. That's the thing about A. Whereas before, I needed multiple men to fulfill different needs, A is simply everything. Just like that Michael Bublé song. He is everything.
And how lucky that he feels the same about me.
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