I Can’t Wait For You To Touch Me

I have been waiting for this moment for so long. Finally, I’m in bed with you. I know, at one point it didn’t seem possible. After all, we were both in committed relationships. You had a live-in girlfriend. I had a long-distance boyfriend.

But in the office, the sparks were so sparky. They just wouldn’t die down. I thought if we just avoided each other things would calm down.

Then we had that coffee together. It was nice of you to invite me for a coffee and a chat. And to tell me you broke up with your girlfriend. And to inform me that you had a crush on me.

“Are you surprised?” you asked, sipping your latte.

“Yes,” I lied. I had known you liked me for months.

“Would you be surprised if I told you I had a crush on you, too?” I asked, a little coquettishly, I admit.

“Yes!” you cried. “Although, I have to admit, I felt a connection.”

There was silence. And something still sat in between us, oafishly. Ruining the moment. It was the fact of my long-distance boyfriend.

“You know I have a boyfriend, right?” I said finally.

You nodded.

“So we can’t have a relationship,” I said. “But you just got out of a relationship. You don’t want to dive right into another one. Take some time.”

“OK,” you said. “But…”

“But what?” I asked, searching your eyes.

You reached over and grabbed my hand on the table.

We looked at each other a while longer. Then I put my face near yours and we had our first kiss.

I texted my boyfriend that night, because I knew I wasn’t going to be able to resist you. That kiss was too good. He didn’t take it well, of course. He claimed he was going to get on the next flight and come persuade me to reconsider. I told him, forget it. There was no chance. I’d met someone else.

That’s the only way, really, to make a clean break. I know it probably hurt him more than need be. But it also saved a lot of drama and aggro.

Of course, I didn’t know if I had just made a huge mistake. I guessed I would find out soon enough. I called you and told you the news. You asked me if you could come over.

“Yes, please!” I said.

I was feeling a little emotional, sad about the breakup. But so fucking horny. I couldn’t believe it. Was I really about to fuck the man of my crush fantasies? I felt so damn lucky. Most people don’t have fantasies come true in real life.

But you…you were every girl’s fantasy, and you knew it. Thirty years old, a gym buff. Successful at your job. Kind and funny. And so damn handsome, with your blue eyes and your chiseled features.

I was about to fuck you! I knew I was. And yet, I was nervous. Fucking you was going to mean so much, the start of another relationship. The beginning of the end. Relationships tend to entropy. They tend to disorder. But at the beginning, like this, they are so perfect and vivid and awesome. I wanted to enjoy every moment of this beginning.

I made you kiss me for fifteen minutes straight, on my couch. You kept moving your hands down but I put them back on my shoulders. I wasn’t being a prude, I told you. There’s time for that. But right now I just wanted to kiss you and stare into those baby blues of yours. And be present in this amazing moment, this intense connection finally being realized. We murmured things to each other, about how amazing it was, how strong the passion was.

Finally, I let you pull up my blouse and unsnap my bra. This was so nice. To see the pleasure in your blue eyes as you gazed on my bosom. And to feel the tender kisses on my nipples, and the gentle sucking.

“No,” I said, pushing your hand away as you reached between my legs. “I want more of this, first.”

And you almost gave me an orgasm just by caressing and sucking and kissing my tits. It was beautiful.

“And now, I want to see you,” I said.

You knew what I meant.

You stood up and pulled off your shirt and your jeans. I saw a big hard-on pressing on your briefs.

“All of you,” I said.

I was so wet. In a minute I was about to see your manhood. Right now I could just see its shape, pressing against the briefs. But in just a moment, just about…right now…I was going to see it. All of it.

And there it was.

Your beautiful perfect uncut cock.

“Oh my god,” I said. “You’re perfect, know that!”

“No, you’re perfect!” you argued, taking my hand and standing me up, so that now I was pressing against that big thing as we kissed and kissed, making out like crazy teenagers. Moaning. Now I let you put your hand up my skirt. And then you took off my skirt. And you started pulling at my panties.

“No,” I said. “In here.”

I walked you hand in hand to the bedroom. I lay down on the bed in my panties.

“Pull them down slowly,” I said. “So slowly.”

You came beside me and kissed me. You kissed your way down, slowly. Down to my belly. And now I really felt it, the anticipation. In just a second I would show myself to you, give myself to you utterly. Expose myself to you. I was dizzy with desire. I had never felt my heart race like this — even when running the hundred meters like I did in high school!

I felt your fingers slipping into the panties.

“Slowly!” I reminded you.

I lifted my butt up off the sheets just to help you. And you peeled the pink panties off my hips, and slowly, slowly pulled them down.

And there it was for you, my pussy. Completely shaved. Throbbing. Trembling for you.

“Take it,” I said. “It’s yours!”

As you buried your face in between my legs I started crying out loud in joy and exultation.

“Oh my god! Yes, yes!” I moaned. “Take my pussy, baby. Take it!”

Then my hips were involuntarily lifting up off the sheets, as you licked me to climax.

“Oh baby! Baby, that’s so good! I’m cumming!”

And I came so hard in your face. Baby, that orgasm was like nothing I had ever known before. Totally pushed off the cliff, baby. And falling, falling down through space toward the black ocean, with so much pleasure it felt like my brain was exploding.

“I’M CUMMING SO HARD!” I shrieked, as my pussy convulsed and spasmed in your face, and you kept licking, licking it so I didn’t know if I was cumming again or if it was one long five-minute orgasm.

“Oh baby,” I said, when at last this tidal wave subsided. “Oh baby. Come up here and fuck me. Fuck me right now!”

You came on top of me. I reached down. I wanted this moment to last forever too. In a second you would be fucking me, but I wanted to remain present to this anticipation. Oral sex was great. It was intense. But in a moment I was going to feel your soul merge with mine. In a moment our bond would be sealed. Who knew where this was leading? I just wanted to be in this moment.

Slowly, so slowly, I reached down and moved your cock into position. And then, at last, I felt it slipping in.

A door opened then, baby. A door opened wide, and you walked through it. You walked through it right into my heart. I closed the door behind you and I kept you there, in my heart.

I’m never letting you out, baby. Never. You’re part of me now…

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