18/07/2026
With that said, we moved to the side of his bed. I laid back on the bed, scooted to the middle, spread my legs and held out my arms to welcome him onto me. He was so gentle and caring. He took it slow, thinking of me and yet inside me was screaming for him to enter my inner most sanctum. Our eyes were locked on each other as he moved between my legs. I could not help but jump when I felt the tip of his cock touch my lips. My head was spinning with hundreds of thoughts, mostly asking myself if this was for real. He ever so slowly pushed the tip inside me. It was thicker than any of my toys and was stretching me, not in a painful way, rather I was experiencing waves of pleasure upon pleasure, sensations I had never felt before. Suddenly, the sensations went over the top, I felt my pussy convulsing and my entire body was shaking. Electrical charges of pleasure were shooting from my pussy to my toes to my head and everywhere in between. I had orgasms with my hairbrush and toys, but nothing compared to the intensity and pleasure of this one. All I could do was wrap my arms around his head, pull him tightly on top of me and told him not to stop. He just laid there on top of me with his cock now all the way inside me while my pussy grabbed his cock and convulsed around it. Jules asked me if I was okay and told him I was more than okay that this was the most wonderful thing that have ever happened to me. I kissed him and kissed him. Then he started pumping in and out of, slowly at first and then faster. I could feel his shaft sliding back and forth against my clit, causing me to erupt with another massive and very intense orgasm. It was more intense than the first one, so much so that the room went dark and my ears rang and there was nothing in the entire world except for Jules inside me and my orgasm. He quipped that my pussy grabbed him so tight that he could barely move inside me. He also told me that I felt wonderful to him. Just as this orgasm subsided, I felt his cock suddenly get larger and then a warm satisfying feeling inside me. I opened my eyes, he was staring down at me and said he hoped it was okay if he came inside me. Oh yes, yes yes was my response before kissing him time and again. With our lips locked, I began to realize that this for real and that I had actually has sex with man, something I never thought would happen, but something I had longed for so long.
In time, I could feel his cock get smaller until it fell out of me and then I felt the warm cum leak out and down my crack. It was over and I didn’t want it to be over. I wanted to stay like that forever. Jules rolled off to my side and cupped my breast. He asked if I was okay and I told him I never wanted this to end. He responded that it never has to end and began kissing and sucking my nipples. Each time his teeth grazed across my nipple, the feeling shot straight down to my pussy.
Having a man actually enjoy my breasts was new and wonderful. Having sex with a real man was new and wonderful. How do I put into words feelings that I have never felt before. They were more intense and earth shattering than anything I’ve ever experienced. I had nothing to compare them to. All I could say is wow, I loved it and wanted it to continue, but then I had to wonder if this was going to be a one-night stand for old plain Jame. I tried to push that thought out of my mind and just concentrate on the moment, a moment with a man enjoying my breasts.
Several minutes passed and then Jules got out of bed, went to the bathroom, got a warm wet washcloth and came back and cleaned me up and then cleaned himself up. He crawled back into bed next to me, put his arm around me and told me again that he didn’t want it end either. We both drifted to sleep. My dreams that night were about Jules and me, being naked, having sex, hugging and kissing. They were pleasant dreams for a change, not the lonely and depressing dreams that I was used to having…