Page 22 of Up All Night
“You are fun.” I don’t think I’ve seen pants come off a guy so quickly. “Can I see?” His fingers were on the hem of my underwear. As if he had to ask.
(The fact he did ask was hot, though.)
“Yes.” Did he need help? I could get my underwear off faster than he could blink. Or I could enjoy a man doing it for me. Either way, they were comingoff.
“Wow,” Hadrian continued to say. “Holy…”
Yes. I had a rockin’ bod, if I do say so myself. Oh, I’ve had plenty of shitty dates attempt to inform me that I’m too fat for my own good, but their opinions are far from mattering. I’ve spent most of my life admiring myself in the mirror, stretchmarks, wrinkles, moles and all. I’ve got flab. I’ve got spots. I’ve got everything most women have and are told to get rid of so men will find them attractive. Well, if this random man I met online could think every curve of my body was the hottest one he ever came across? Nobody’s negative opinion mattered! Not from my past, and definitely not in my future… because who gave a flying fuck when I would always have this experience to look back on?
Like the moment his head thumped against my abdomen, his face completely enveloped in what made meme.I knew he was getting his fill, all while sticking his hand down his boxer shorts. Come on, man, let me see!
He sat up, drunk on my scent. At least it gave him the confidence /I don’t give a fuckto pull down his boxers and show me one of the most glorious cocks I had ever seen in my twenty-nine years.
“Sorry my dick is small,” he said with a chuckle.
Small!Small?
Sorry my dick is small?!?!??!
Ladies.Ladies.
Bear with me.
Did I not say that Hadrian had one of the finest cocks to ever grace my vision? And, ladies, you know that size isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. How many of you have dealt with a guy who has a huge cock – and knows it? Half of them rest on their laurels thinking that thing is going to do all the work for them. The other half of the time you’re begging for sex to be over so that thing will stop making you hate everything, because ithurts.
Hadrian did not have a monster cock. He was hardly a pencil dick, either.
I’m a woman who needs certain, uh, size to be completely satisfied, although the skill of the guy is definitely a part of the equation as well. I was down for, well, going down on that cock the moment it sprang from his boxer shorts. I won’t give you exact dimensions. Know that it was enough to stimulate my imagination while also keeping me from slamming my legs shut inah hell nah.
Basically, I wanted that thing inside of me. Yesterday. God knew my body was screaming for a hot guy to stick his dick in me and fuck me until I begged for clemency. I wanted to take a shot and toast to my shitty neighbor who spent most of my best sleeping hours fucking his girlfriend. Actually, no. He wasn’t a part of this picture!
It was my turn to get some!
Lest we forget I was with a total guy, though, Hadrian must have picked up on what I was telecasting to the universe – because that unwrapped dick sent straight fromGodon its circumcised (and did I mention very,verywell-groomed) platter was ready to plunge into some greedy depths.
Did I or did I not go on a great condom hunt earlier that day? I didn’t have time for these unprotected shenanigans, no matter how many guys thought they were slick as grease going for the bareback experience. Like, I know how tempting my pussy probably looked, dude. How about you not knock me up, though?
“Wait!” Not a word I had wanted to utter that night. Especially with my legs spread open and that tantalizing cock only inches away from giving me what I craved. “We need condom.” Yes, folks, when my body is shaking in immediate sexual need, my English takes a crap as well.
“Ah…” I know, Hadrian, that wasn’t what you wanted to hear. Tough shit, right? He reached up and grabbed the bowl of condoms on the headboard. “It’s necessary, yes?”
“Afraid so.”
“I don’t like.” Nevertheless, he unwrapped one. You know what’s hot? Watching a guy grab his cock and unroll a condom over it. Gets me every time!
“Too bad.” My legs were still shaking. Pretty sure if he didn’t grab my thighs and fuck me senseless soon I was going to riot. How long did it take to put on a condom? “I need it.”
“Okay, okay.”
That was the thing about Hadrian. He was a total man through and through. Apparently he spent most of the evening planning how he was going to get me into bed. He insisted on playing the role of the provider, including his decisions to order food without my input. He was totally going to shove his dick in me, a random woman he met on the internet, without protection – without evendiscussingprotection. I wish I could say he was not the norm… but y’all know how it is with men, particularly younger men. They think they’re so slick!
But… and this was the important thing. Even with his moments of total Dude Stupidity, Hadrian never once made me feel pressured. He was respectful throughout most of our date, to the point I feared he didn’t like me at all. He sought my confirmation and consent so many times that I wondered if he got off on it.
Later, I would realize how good I had it. Not only that this guy was willing to go to town on me, but that he was hotandconsiderate. How often does that happen in our lives? I’m so used to relaying and hearing my own share of horror stories.
But I digress. You don’t care about that. You care about how the man fucked.
Keep in mind that I was so needy that even the most mediocre of men would have satisfied me to some extent. Not to say I was craving a mediocre man. Far from it, friends. What I needed was a man who would give it to me until I didn’t know my own name anymore. I needed skill, stamina, and that same gentleman-like quality that said he was sensitive to my needs and pleasure.
