Chapter 2: Call me by my name
I looked at him "Come closer, I still need you", "Are you sure?" He asked, and I nodded.
He tried again, slowly pushing the tip to my entrance, then his shaft, he stopped but I thought I could take more of him, so I encouraged him until he was all in. What a pleasure, his dick in me didn't feel like my old clitoral self-made pleasures. They just don't measure up.
He kept his thrust slow and soft, whenever I got comfortable with something until I didn't experience pain, and he didn't worry.
His hand went under my legs and he lifts me while he was fucking me he turns around beelining on the bed and gave me a few thrusts while standing before he puts me on the bed, his dick left my body and it feels like my blood is low on drugs, dammit I’m already addicted.
He kissed my mid-thigh going up to my belly then my boobs, where he stopped and gave them an admiring gaze only to start kissing my mouth. Right then I felt his manhood entering me and by that I mean my whole being, he was moving back and forth, locked his eyes with mine, and whispered” Your tightness is making me lose it, can’t get enough of it” I replied with a moan, then said "I like your big boy, so let's both not get enough" we both chuckled and then I asked ” what’s your name, I wanna moan it ” I felt him getting harder inside me he said without hesitation ” Sam, Samuel”.
I looked at him with desire this time and said his name he seems unsatisfied ” Didn’t you say you want to moan it ”, I said ” Well you gotta make me moa-” Before I finished my sentence his lips went for my nipple; his hands had different missions the left one went for my other nipple and the right hand went for my clit while he’s fucking me with his wooden fat cock, all I could do is try to take a grip of his shoulders I imprint my nails on them moaning “SamuEULLLLLL”
The moves got faster and more precise until I reached the climax of the orgasm that I felt through my nervous system.
My body felt weak for a moment, I couldn’t breathe, I called him “Sam” and he looked at me with desire. I knew he didn’t cum yet, so when our eyes met I tried to flip him over, and he let me be on top.
I started to ride him slow and steady his facial expression changed showing the pleasure he senses; his hands went to my boobs as I leaned towards him, he lifts himself and hugs me then go for my ass I keep riding him but my speed isn’t enough for him.
He stands up, lifting me like I weigh nothing; he then has me against the wall, I lifted some of my weight spreading my arms on the wall for support, while he took care of the legs spreading, then he fucks me like there’s no tomorrow, his eyes on mine, ” Samuel, your wand is magical” I whispered on his ear and bit his lower ear lobe.
I felt his cock harden even harder and he fucked me faster this time.
He looked at me and asked “What’s your name” I replied ” Rose, Roseanne” I imitated his answer because I knew what he meant. He wanted to moan my full name just like he wanted me to moan his. As he kept fucking me, I felt the orgasm coming. I told him and he said “Me too, Rose” We moaned each other’s names and came at the same time.
He gave me a gaze full of admiration this time without a drop of desire and smiled while taking me back to the bed where we lay facing the roof for 10 seconds, Then he turned to face me and I did the same.
He said with a bright smile on his face ” Nice to meet you Rose” I replied feeling my eyes sparkling ” Nice to meet you, Sam”
He tucked my hair behind my ear, kissed me on the cheek, checked his watch, and said surprised “Rose, it’s 2 a.m.” We’d been going for four hours. Wow, it felt like 20 minutes, ” It didn’t feel that long. You probably should sleep in, it’s too late” he looked at me with hesitation, “Close your eyes already” I said while I turned to face the other way. I could feel his smile, he slithered to get closer to me, his arms around my waist and his body against mine I adjusted myself to fit in his lap, he kissed my shoulder and we slept in each other's arms.
I woke up to the ring of my alarm, a song I used to love now HATE, I turned it off and swiped my hand over my bed I felt disappointed since it was empty.
I half opened one eye to make sure there was no one, and yes, my only companion now is emptiness.
Was yesterday a dream? It did feel like one, the sex felt more than real, I still feel lips on mine, hands all over me, and my insides are begging for more, It’s not like I don’t want to feed your lust guys, I just can’t.
I thought I lost my virginity to the hot man I always dreamed of but apparently, it’s just a dream and a wish I haven’t checked off my to-do list yet, and maybe never.
I got up from the bed naked went to the kitchen with the guidance of my half-open eyes, and turned on the coffee machine. Beelined to the bathroom to wash off the wet dream I had, and hopefully the lingering desires, When I was inside the bathroom was steamy, okay Someone was here so my dream wasn’t a dream but a wet reality. Or maybe it’s just V who came back early.