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Had a friend for several months, and went to visit.
The date, April 30th, 2006… I’ve flown to Yorkshire for my 18th birthday… When I arrive, it’s midday on the 30th, and you pick me up from the airport. I throw my arms around you and embraced you for a couple minutes, before grabbing my luggage and following you to your car. I put my luggage in your trunk and get in the passenger side. The whole ride, I’m leaned with my back against my door, simply looking at you as you drive… silently. After a few minutes you glance over at me and ask why I’m staring at you. I quite plainly state that I’m still in shock, having never believed I’d really get to meet you. At which point you reach over with your hand nearest me and grab mine to hold, driving with your other. We complete the trip to your house, but not before stopping and having a bite for lunch. When we arrive at your place, we go in and sit on the couch to talk, since most of the car ride was quiet… just smiles back and forth, and an occasional happy sigh. So there we are, sitting on the couch facing one another, holding both hands in the others… staring into each other’s eyes, just chatting as though we’d been neighbors our entire lives. The conversation seems to flow so well. After a while you announce that you want to show me a good night for my birthday. So we take turns getting showered and dressed, and head out again. I ask where we’re going but you won’t answer… you just keep smiling at me. After a long drive, we arrive at a vacant beach, where you take a small bag out of your trunk. I ask what’s in the bag, and again, I get no answer, just that sexy smile of yours. You take my hand with your free hand and lead me down the beach. After a short walk, you tell me to sit down in the sand and take my shirt off, so I do. You get on your knees behind me and tell me to close my eyes, so again… I comply. Once my eyes are closed for a couple minutes I felt warm wet hands on my back. And I hear you whisper in my ear, a massage…that’s your sweet spot no? I just let out a happy sigh, since I’ve gotten only a couple massage that were barely decent, and you’ve been so thoughtful as to give me one on my birthday. When I open my eyes, I see that you planned the timing just perfect too, to hit my other weakness… the sunset. So there we are, on my birthday… me getting a nice oiled shoulder and back massage, on the beach watching the sunset. After watching the sun fully set, I slip my shirt back on and my arm around the small of your back and lead you back to the car. We drive back to your house, your hand in mine, and cuddle up on the couch to talk. I’m laid mostly down, leaning against the arm, and you sitting between my legs with your back on my chest and my arms around you, with yours on top of mine. And we talk for some time, before finally I hear your breathing change and realize the end of our first day together. And the end of the best birthday I’ve had in all my years. After listening to your soft breathing for a while, I finally doze off with you in my arms.

The next morning I am awakened by the touch of your soft lips on my cheek. I gaze up into your beautiful eyes and you flash me that million-dollar smile of yours. You ask me what I’d like to do today, and I act like I’m pondering, before finally grabbing your hand and swiftly pulling you down onto my lap. I put my arms around you and rest my interlocked fingers on your far hip. We talk for a bit, and decide on a picnic in the afternoon. We get off the couch and you go for your shower, while I cook breakfast. When you are out, we eat together, with a bit of fun loving footsie under that table. (*lol*) After breakfast, I get my shower and get dressed. We decide to go to the theater and watch a movie. We, of course, being the saps we are…hold hands all the way through…wasn’t even a romance. When the movie’s over, we drive back to your place and get the things for a picnic, put them in the trunk, and head to a park. Once there, we walk around for an hour or so before going and getting the basket out of the trunk, and having a light lunch. After words, we walk a bit more, and I push you in a swing for a while, while we talk. By the time we make it back to your place it’s started getting late, and we decide to watch a movie on the couch and cuddle. Part way through the movie though, I stop holding you, and begin rubbing your arms and shoulders. I scoot up a bit so I can rub your neck as well, and the back of your neck along your hairline. I massage your temples, and behind your earlobes and then slide my hands down your arms and the sides of your body to the sides of your thighs. One of your supple thighs at each of my hands’ will. I palm grasp both of your thighs firmly at once as I bend my head down and kiss your cheek form behind, then the side of your neck. I kiss down you your collar bone gently, then lick my way back up to your earlobe, all the time still squeezing and rubbing your thighs in my hands. I swiftly suck your earlobe between my lips and gently nibble on it, as I slide my hands to the tops of your thighs and continue to massage them. You spin to get kind of on your side/front, but still on top of me, and I am forced to go back to the sides of your thighs. You kiss my chin, then my bottom lip, then kiss my lips softly a few times before finally gazing into my eyes and then bringing your lips to mine again and searching my mouth with your sweet, sweet tongue. As I begin to massage your tongue with mine and invade your mouth as you did to me, I slide my hands from your thighs to your tender ass and firmly squeeze one cheek in each hand. We continue to share this sensual embrace for some time, then finally we break our kiss and you lean up a bit, looking into my eyes…and I let my hands come to a rest on your lovely ass. We stare into each other’s eyes for some time, whilst we catch our breath. Without a word… we agree on a decision… the couch is not the place for you tonight… you belong in your bed… but that’s not to say that you don’t still very much belong in my arms, so silently you raise off me, and then I stand next to you and we head for your bedroom. I slip out of all but my boxers as you slip off your top and stand before me for the first time, in your pants and bra. Oh what a lovely site it is too. I cannot help but stare at the beauty of what’s in front of me. You walk over to your dresser and take something out, and then walk to the bathroom. When you come back you have on the same bra, but you have changed into hot pants. I quite bluntly comment that your body truly is a temple. You bend over and pick the shirt up off the floor, as well as my clothes, and add them to the pants already in your arms. As you walk over to drop them into your dirty clothes basket, I cannot help but stare at your firm, sweet as sway across the room. As you drop them and turn around, you notice the smile I‘m wearing. You get a cheeky grin and come and sit next to where I’m laying on the bed, and ask me what I’m smiling about. I laugh inwardly, and simply tell you… I just realized to myself that I’m going to bed with the woman who’s been a deity to me for the past several months, and the weird thing is, what I really want is to simply have you in my arms. You lean down and kiss my lips softly once and then slide under the light sheet and into my waiting arms. I lay on my back as you snuggle up close to me on your side and I wrap my arm around the small of your back as you drape yours over my chest, and slip your top leg over mine nearest to you. And there we fall asleep, with your soft, peaceful breathing on my chest letting me know that you feel safe in my arms.

The following morning I wake up first…I gently kiss the top of your head and slip out of bed. An hour or so later, I return with a tray, and wake you with a soft kiss and a gentle stroke on the arm. You begin to stir, and look up at me with the most content smile think I’ve ever seen…and on the face of an angel, I thought I needed pinched. I slipped into bed next to you, and there we ate a light breakfast. I had already gotten my shower and gotten dressed, so after we finished breakfast and I took the dishes to the kitchen, I announced that I’d be heading out to do a few things, whilst you get your shower and dressed. A couple hours later, I return sporting a mixed bouquet of white lilies and pink roses. You give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and tell me how sweet I am. At which point you notice a bag in my hand, and being the curious person you are, you’re just dying to know what’s in it… I hand it to you, and you look inside. You kind of giggle, and say you’re joking right. I proclaim how serious I am. And you begin to tell me how I do not have to do this. I put my finger to your mouth and tell you that I want to…for you. You open your mouth and bite my finger a bit and then take off running threw the house, laughing. I, also laughing, begin pursuit. I finally chase you down and wrap my arms around you, then walk with you to the bathroom, where you take the waxing kit out of the bag. I look deep into your eyes as a cheeky grin comes across your face. I comment, you know you owe me big right? We both laugh. We begin this hideous little time honored procedure, neither of us really thinking too much of it. After the third strip gets peeled, I realize just how much you’re really enjoying this, and I say aloud, you really, really owe me and laugh a bit to myself. Once we are finished, you run your fingertips gently over my red, newly hairless chest. I twinge a bit, as it still burns. I put my shirt back on and decide to take you out for an early dinner and then rent a movie to bring home with us. On the way out the door, you informed me you wanted me to drive tonight…I thought this a bit odd since you’d driven since I arrived, but thought nothing of it really. Once we had been driving for a few minutes, I asked you what was wrong…you seemed to be pondering a lot. You looked up and into my eyes and asked me, were you being serious when you said I owe you big? I kind of chuckled, and replied with, no sweetheart, I did it for you, not to have something to hold against you. A big evil smile crossed your face…and the next time I looked from the road to you, I asked what it was for. You simply said, that’s the answer I was looking for from you and you unbuckled and leaned over to me. You kissed me once and then started opening my pants as we drove. My eyes got huge and I asked, what are you doing Domhah? You got a cheeky grin and said, I told you I like to do things in risky places. I thought you were kidding!? Does it look like im kidding? And with that you took my full 6 inches into you mouth and started bobbing up and down. I let out a slight moan as I watched a church van pass me in the other same direction lane, hoping they wouldn’t look. When the 15 minute drive to the restaurant was coming close to completion, so was I… You felt me getting close and started to massage my balls with one hand and stroke me with the other while still sucking the head, even harder now. As I pulled into a parking spot, my legs beginning to quiver…I hit the brake and came in your mouth. You continue to suck hard until you got every drop. You lifted your head, smiled at me, and then spit into an empty cup in the console. My head hit my seat as I threw the car in park and shut it off. Oh my God… that was amazing, I said to you. You responded with a giddy, glad you liked it. You leaned over and kissed me full on the lips, and the saltiness I could taste in your kiss just added to how much it meant to me, knowing what you did. I put my cock away and close up my pants, then step out of the car, walk around, and open your door for you. I offer you my hand as you step out, and we walk arm and arm into the quaint little restaurant. There is only about a dozen tables in the whole place, and only 4 of them have people, not including us. We sit down and look over the menu, finally ordering a bottle of wine and the food…then when nobody it looking, I slip under the table. Now hidden by the tablecloth, I thank God you wore a skirt. I reach up your skirt, just about to pull your panties off when I see you’re wearing a thong. I easily move the crotch to one side as I put my head under your skirt and begin having my dessert first. About a half hour later I hear the waiter bring the food, and he asks if you’re okay, since you look a bit flush. You bite your lip to hold back a moan, then manage to tell him yes you’re fine. He asks where you husband is. I smile inwardly at the thought but continue my work. You tell him that your date is in the restroom. A few minutes later, I finally put you over the edge as I quickly insert two fingers into your sopping love canal and nibble on your clit. You bite your knuckle to keep from screaming. I lick you gently for a few minutes after you’ve finish cumming, to help you subside, then I give your womanhood one soft kiss, and slid back up into my chair. Once above the table you shoot me an evil glare and I smile at you and then lick my fingers and say, mmmm tasty, food looks great. We finish our dinner and a couple glasses of wine. Have a bit of dessert, pay the check and head for the video rental. On the way there all we do is hold hands and talk. We get to the movie place, and look around a while, before finally selecting three; one comedy, one romance, and one horror. We get home and decide to watch television in your bedroom tonight. I let you pick the movie as I slip out of all but boxers. You pop in the romance and take your top off, and then take our dirty clothes to basket again, stopping at your dresser and then heading to the bathroom…moments later you walk back in with just a thong, but not the same one as earlier. You comment that hot pants and a bra seems like overkill at this point and giggle. You then toss me the thong in your hand and put the rest of the dirty clothes with the others in basket. As soon as I catch it I can feel how wet it is, and realize just how excited you must have been. I put it to my nose and it reminds me of earlier that night. I get out of bed and walk over to you, tossing the drenched thong over into the basket. You reach out toward me and I slide my hands up your arms and them down your sides, finally grasping your unclothed cheeks. I kiss you softly once, then take you in my arms, carrying you to the bed. I lay you gently onto the bed and then ease the thong down your quivering legs. I stop to admire the beauty of your womanhood, not having seen it in proper light at the restaurant. I lean down and take each of your toes in my mouth, sucking them for a couple seconds each. Then I trail my tongue up one leg all the way to your pussy, where I stop moving, and begin to devour your blossoming flower. As I lick you for all I’m worth, I run my fingertips all over your upper body. After some time of this, I come up and kiss you deeply, letting you taste yourself on my lips and tongue. We explore each other’s mouths, before I break away and ask, would you like a proper massage now. You’re breathings beginning to get erratic, and you nearly shout it when you say, no! I need you inside me! Now! I stand up at the foot of the bed and drop my boxers, I begin to stroke my manhood in front of you, until I hear a slight sigh exit your lips. I walk over to the bed and grab around the base of my cock. I slap your clit with it a coupe of times, stimulating us both, before rubbing the head of my dick along your sopping slit. I poke just the head in…then pull out…then push just the head in, then I feel your ankles lock behind me, and you pull me all the way to the hilt, inside you, in one thrust. I begin to thrust in and out of you and a decent speed, as you lean up and wrap your arms around my neck, pulling me in for a deep and passionate kiss amidst our lovemaking. After what seems like an eternity, bound to you by your pulsing cunt, I retreat myself from your warmth and wetness. I lean down and lap up the juices from your dripping lips, and then move up to kiss you and share the taste. It takes all the strength you have, but you raise up and push me onto my back, where you straddle me and begin riding me, looking deep into my eyes and running your fingertips across my bare chest. When I feel your pace start to quicken, I put my hands on your hips, holding you down on me. I know that you’re getting close and trying to rush it, but I won’t let you. After the pulsing in your cunt begins to subside, I wrap my arms around your back and take you off my throbbing cock. I tell you semi-forcefully to get on all fours, and you comply. I get on my knees behind you and push a couple inches of my meat between your swelled lips. I then pull out and slam into you. You let out a gasp of shock and excitement. I begin fucking you very rapidly for what seems like hours, slowing down every time I feel either of us are close to cumming. When the third time came that I felt your pussy spasming extra hard around my cock, I didn’t slow down as much…instead I wet my thumb and began rubbing you anus with it. My other hand had moved around and began kneading at your breast. You begin to moan loudly and announce your pending orgasm, right before I shoot my load into your waiting, sopping, constricting love canal, I push my thumb into your anus, giving you a quick jolt and making your cunt squeeze and milk my cock. We shared orgasm for nearly half a minute, at which point I was done cumming, but kept thrusting very slowly into you to help you ride your orgasm as long as possible…I also let go of your breast and removed my thumb from your anus and began to run my fingertips all over your back and milky white ass cheeks. Once your pussy’s spasming has subdued, we practically collapse, into a pile of limbs. Our bodies covered in sweat, cum, your juices…everything… After laying in post-orgasmic bliss for a half hour or so. We get up and go take a shower together, we lovingly wash each others bodies and then gently towel dry each other when finished. We go back into the bedroom where the pungent smell of sex is lingering. We change the sheets on your bed, turn off the television, since we never managed to even hit play, and crawled into bed together. Tonight we decided to sleep together naked, with only a sheet covering us. I scooted up behind you in a spooning position, reached between us and guided my now soft cock between your thighs, where it was touching your womanhood but not entering you in any way, only enveloped by your thighs and still swelled lips. I wrapped my arm around you and you interlocked your fingers with mine… and that’s how we fell asleep.
14 comments

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2006-07-23 18:05:25
Paragraphs are necessary. For the story, if it happened that way (since it is a diary), well, then it happened this way. No need for other people to ask for more or less intercourse.. I liked it apart from paragraphs which make it so much nicer to read..

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2006-01-27 13:36:08
Hey man it's fuck, U know fuck means fuck not like romance, So hard u fuck so better u get ;-)

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2005-12-03 22:49:19
the story is ok u really need to add paragraphs to it

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2005-11-05 20:11:10
it was good bases but needed more.. I like a good romance but mre intercourse would have been better

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2005-10-28 04:11:12
I liked it, it was erotic and right to the point. You conveyed the emotions without having to give back story.... very good 8/10

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