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Lana

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“You are beautiful.” Lana’s sweet sounding voice under the warm flowing water of her tiny shower makes me blush in such a way that even she sees it as something more than the heat of the water. Her hands massaging shampoo in my hair feel absolutely wonderful. Every moment since I stepped into her apartment late yesterday afternoon felt wonderful actually. The chatting at the living room table, the dancing to irresistible blues tunes after that, the tears that flowed when she shared her sorrows with me. The first intimate touches when she took me to her bed, the intense fucking we did for hours on end. Sleeping with her while she wanted me to hold her breast, her voice asking me if she could suck my cock after I came and when she wanted to masturbate. But almost most of all the moment when I first ran my fingers through her hair here under the shower when she allowed me to wash them. That was almost magic. I know. I’m weird that way.  

Lana and I met a few months ago on a dating app, both felt an interest in meeting each other for real and did meet for drinks soon after that. I went over to meet her in her town after my workday ended and we had planned to go to a bar together, but the weather was so bad that she asked me to exit from the station on the other side, meet her there and enjoy drinks in her home. Only drinks, no sex on the first date. We talked for hours, tasted each other’s lips a bit and both felt good. We knew then that we would meet again soon. But next time with no rush for me to get back to the station and catch the train home. A next time with all the time to play and enjoy each other.

So last week she did ask me to come over. Both of us were cured from our flu attacks and I had recovered from some bonus nasty pneumonia that had me down for weeks. We were ready to go all the way and take all the time we desired this time.

She asked me for my car’s license plate so she could reserve a parking spot for me in the neighbourhood. I had told her that I would probably come by car because I wouldn’t want to miss the last train home in case I decided to leave late. Something she responded to me by showing me her idea. A screenshot of that app that she used for the reservation. From four in the afternoon until … ten the next morning. Her way of telling me that she wanted me to sleep over. I remember my heart started to race a bit when I saw that image come in on my phone. Nothing in the world I love more than falling asleep after great sex. And then wake up next to that same person to make love again. Maybe play a bit even in the middle of the night, all drowsy, only half awake, kissing, fucking, cumming. Hmmm. I simply answered, “wow great. An early breakfast it is then.”

Of course I had remembered the wrong building when I arrived in her neighbourhood. Last time she walked me to her place and frankly I was much more focused on her than on where exactly we were going. So I sent her a text to let her know I arrived and proceeded to walk to the combined front door of what I thought was her building. Only to notice her walking to me from a different building a few minutes later after some more confusing texts and calls. 

She was gorgeous in the bright sunlight that managed to find its way between the buildings of the city. That long tight dress, the sun making her smile even more pretty than it already was and most of all her beautiful black hair. We hugged and walked together back to the correct entry. Staying at a normal distance as friends just in case someone she knew saw us. This was her living space after all. People around her know her.

We sat down across from each other at the living room table and started to chat over a cup of nice tea. Talking about our love for music, about sorrows that ruled her life now much more than she deserved, about her pending operation, about exes, loves past and her current new discoveries. Finding me and two other men that brought her joy and made her smile. We danced a few amazing dances to some Blues tunes in the middle of her living room. She never danced Blues before, but really felt what it meant deep inside. And that I could feel while I held her beautiful body close to mine.

When later she cried a bit when talking about problems and memories I moved to the other side of the table to sit next to her. To hold her hand, to touch her legs gently, to let her hide her face in my neck while tears flowed and to kiss soft gentle passionate kisses when our eyes met.

“Let’s go to the bedroom”, she said again when daylight had already disappeared from her living room. She had said it a few times before already, but every time we both just could not stop talking and laughing together. Making us enjoy each other in a spiritual way so much that we would already have been content with that as the outcome of our second date. But deeply inside we both wanted to explore our physical attractions too. We had felt that already last time when we kissed on the sofa. And today again when our lips met.

In the bedroom Lana managed to surprise me with the directness of her play. This being the second date, only having shared tender kisses before, I was expecting the same slow approach as with everything that we had done together so far.

But as soon as the extra heater was switched on and the curtains were closed, she knelt down on the bed, invited me to do the same and made me feel through another much intenser kiss that this time we were going to make new discoveries. And quick. Before I knew it she had taken off her dress herself to show me her beautiful body only covered in a new dark green, see through bra with matching panties. 

She really loved it when I touched her. Softly through the fabric of her lingerie, feeling the softness of her breasts, feeling the warmth of her most intimate place. Fabric that she removed quickly to let me enter her body with my fingers. To discover my way of how I could pleasure her there. Maybe she liked it rough, or deep. Maybe she prefered gentle and teasing. Maybe just by tickling her lips and finding her clit. Oh the love for making new discoveries is so powerful.

New discoveries she wanted to make just as much as me when I felt her hand finding my manhood, grown and erect, still hiding in my pants. She opened the buckle, the button. She zipped down the zipper and was happy to find me wearing dark red briefs in the perfect tone to match hers. Her fingers teased the tip of my cock still covered by the thin fabric, already driving me wild right there and then. I knew this was going to be a great adventure. I stepped out of the bed to take off my pants and my socks, but kept my briefs on. That final bit was going to be for her, for later. Or maybe for right now.

As soon as I knelt back on the bed next to her I felt her hand eagerly take hold of my hard erection. As if she was sizing me up she grabbed me through the fabric and started to make slow, teasing strokes up and down while drowning my lips and sounds of pleasure with another amazing kiss. A kiss that was meant to distract me perhaps as I felt a hand take a strong grip around the nakedness of my dick. She had not been able to resist her desire to feel my sensitive skin there unobstructed from smooth fabric, had slipped her hand in my briefs from above and was now discovering my heat, my sensitive tip, my thin skin, my cock hungry for her attention. 

My hand had found her soft warm spot again too. A spot she had quickly given me easier access to by removing her briefs herself while I was undressing myself besides the bed. I felt the softness of her short hairs down there, the wetness already dripping a bit over her thighs and the welcoming warmth of her pussy again when my fingers found their way in again.

Sometimes I’m better with the spoken word than the written one though. Sometimes my fingers cannot convey the message I want to send. This was one of those times I decided. So I made her lie down softly on the bed while I started to ask her the next naughty question.

“Are you supple?”, I asked when I already gently started to push both her legs up. “Can I push your legs up against you so I can do this?” Before I really waited for her to answer me, I was already pushing her knee hollows with my hands until her butt and lower back lifted from the bed. Allowing me to do what I maybe love best. Pleasuring a beautiful woman with my lips, my mouth and my tongue. 

She looked at me while my mouth covered her moist warm lips and my tongue started looking for her clit. She let out soft screams of enjoyment while I sucked her deep inside me and started to explore every millimeter of her sex. I tasted her wetness, felt every fold. I ran my tongue slowly up and down. I nibbled her thighs, kissed everywhere I could kiss and loved every sound she made. The soft moan when I pushed my hands a little stronger, the satisfied hmmm when I slid my tongue down over her lips and the gasp of surprise when my tip briefly pushed its way a bit into her ass. Every part of her was for me. I had her in my power and it felt great.

Her hands started searching. She wanted to play with my manliness while I was pleasuring her. So I pushed her body higher up from the pillow, made her knees almost touch her head, spread my legs wider and slid myself closer to her until I felt her strong grip close tightly around my throbbing cock.

“I want your cock”, she shouted. Wanting me badly, wanting her turn to discover me with lips and tongue, wanting to make the same discoveries as I had just made. “I want to taste it. Give it to me.” 

I could barely sit up straight, still on my knees, before she had managed to come up from her back, had turned around and made her mouth find that cock that she wanted. The hot wetness of the inside of her mouth enveloped me completely as she took hold of my balls along with the base of my dick to steer it with madenning precision to where she craved it. She let her tongue draw tiny circles over the glans of my penis, licked softly over the sensitive crown and then swapped all that for deep sucking, taking my entire length deep in her mouth. As a true little porn star she made me dripping wet, took a firm grip, stroked me wild and perfectly alternated this hard pleasuring with moments of tenderness. Gentle caressing while she looked directly into my eyes and made sounds of delight and pleasure. As if she was eating a delicious ice cream she was devouring me down below while she let me enjoy the entire show. I loved every second of it.

“Fuck me”, she said after a while. “I want your wonderful cock deep inside me please.” And again she turned around in a heartbeat while handing me a condom that she had ready on her night stand. By the time I had unwrapped it, had felt what the inside and outside were and had slid it over my hungry dick, she was lying on her back in front of me with her legs wide in the air. Ready for me to slide that last decimeter to her, aim my cock at her vagina and let her and me feel how the joining of our bodies made perfect sense. 

Slowly I started fucking her as she had so intensely requested and I much more than extremely wanted. A little apprehensive at first not to lose my control too quickly and climax way too soon. But shortly with my full intensity when I felt that her fierce sucking had desensitised my dick exactly right. That and the condom assured me that I could come when I wanted. When she wanted.

She felt so tight that I could feel every squeeze of her cunt directly over the entire length of my penis. “You can feel that?”, she asked surprised when I slipped into my native Dutch and said, “Oh lekker. Ik voel je kutje zo heerlijk knijpen in mijn lul.”

We fucked harder and harder, wilder and wilder, louder and louder. I pulled her hips as hard as I could, her legs were dangling free in the air, our eyes were locked, our mouths breathing heavily. She had to push herself back onto me against the wall, grabbing the back of the bed along the way to stop it from banging too loud against that same wall and informing the neighbours of the pleasure being executed here. I lifted myself slightly up from the bed, made her balance her legs over her head and fucked her as if we were filming a porn shoot. 

“Wow”, she cried out in pleasure. “You fuck me like animal. I love it.” We kept on pounding each other for minutes until all of this caused me to find my first climax of the evening. A sudden rush shot through every muscle of my body, made every spot on my skin feel like it caught fire and left me with only one option. I had to let myself collapse onto her in a controlled way before all sensations became too strong. I felt my dick swell up inside her tight body and the restricting condom and knew immediately that this was not that kind of climax for me. This first run was a dry run. Spasms found every muscle, made me thrust over and over again into her as deep as I could until the shaking made place for a tight dominating grip around her.

“Wow”, she said again. “Did you come?”. “Yes”, I told her, “but dry. I did not shoot any cum this time.” I felt her squeeze tighten around me too, her legs tightly over my back, as if she wanted me to give her no option other than to give myself entirely to her. I loved that feeling.

Tired and sweating all over we took a few minutes rest to let our bodies cool down from the unexpected intensity. “This is amazing good sex”, she said. “But I am getting hungry too. Shall we break and make something to eat first before we go to sleep?”

My mouth said yes, but my body was speechless. I was hungry for real food too, but all I that wanted now, no, all that I craved now, was to fuck this beautiful woman all night long until not a shred of either of us would remain.

“Yes. That may be the smart thing to do now indeed”, I replied. “I do feel traces of real hunger indeed.”

Half an hour later we were enjoying our delicious pasta dinner next to each other at the living room table. Quickly dressed only because this part of the house had cooled down more than the bedroom oddly enough. And maybe also because there was nothing in her windows that would stop nosy neighbours from seeing exactly everything. Maybe next time we can start our love making on the couch when daylight still fills the streets. Or against the kitchen wall. She had me hooked on her already. So sweet, so loving and such a good love maker all in one anonymous package.

“I’m very tired”, she said by the time we had finished our meals and were ready to return to the bedroom. “Let’s first go to sleep and then make more love in the morning. When we have both rested.” A great plan I thought and hoped that my body would listen to this good advice. Being close to this beauty, having discovered that our animals inside are more than compatible, I knew that my body had other plans, but also that my mind wanted to take it slow now.

Lana closed the curtains somewhat further to make sure that she would block out all daylight in the morning. At dinner she had shown me in the parking app that she had adjusted the parking time for me until noon, allowing us to really sleep in late and play or rest all we could.

In bed I crawled behind her and assumed my position as big spoon when she grabbed my hand and put it over her breast. My body felt tired, my dick didn’t fully realise that it was resting against a woman’s beautiful butt, so maybe this was a good time indeed to go to sleep. It took no time before I heard and felt a change in her breathing telling me that she had already disappeared and found her way into sleepland. A few minutes later followed by me. Semi comfortably with one hand on a soft breast and the other dangling above our heads and our pillows.

I had no idea how long we had slept when I woke up from some uncomfortable pain in my upper arm. Leaving me no other choice than to quietly try to turn around and choose my other side to continue my sleep on. My turning half-wakened Lana and made her change her side too along with me, changing her role from little spoon to big spoon. She tried to find the same comfort as I  did before when our roles were reversed, but then with her bottom arm just smartly squeezed in between us and her upper searching for a good resting place on top of my leg. 

“It’s in the front, in the middle”, I said softly when her fingers ran over the skin of my leg, tickling the little hairs there. Lana’s own giggling to that silly little remark that escaped from my mouth made her more awake than either of us expected. Before I knew it her hand had found what I was referring to and started playing with the goods. I felt my cock growing hard and fast when her small hand started to gently pull my foreskin up and down over the full length. Earlier I had told her about my high pain tolerance there. That she could squeeze it as much as she liked, that she could find the ends of where her hands or mouth could go when she pleasured me, without any risk of really hurting me. And even when she would, that pain could sometimes pleasure me.

“Turn around”, she said, “I want you inside me.” Moments later my cock found its way into her warm body again and we started fucking in a completely dark bedroom. I felt her leg under me and her other above me while she allowed our bodies to hit each other hard and deep. “Wow”, escaped from my mouth. “I have never fucked someone in this position. This feels great.”

Lana’s hands found my chest, her nails scratched me, slowly I felt another climax approaching while she held my neck and I her hips to synchronise our thrusts. “Come”, she said. “I want you to come inside me.”

Minutes long we fucked until she pulled herself away from me, turned around and pushed her butt against my cock. A little help from her hand and there was that hot feeling of her tight pussy again. “Ow your cock is so hard. This feels so good. Fuck me, fuck me.” Her words drove me crazy. My hands pulled her hair, my dick hit her deep and deeper, over and over, until I could no longer contain the pressure that built up. “Ow, ja, jaaa, ik kom, ik komm.” I felt my dick swelling up, her wet tight cunt gripping me without mercy and finally my full load escaping in several madenning gushes from deep inside my body. Wow. This is great.

She allowed me a few minutes to rest until I felt my cock slowly losing its strength and beginning a slow escape. Carefully I grabbed the edge of the condom and pulled it out of her body, taking care not to lose any of the contents and make a mess of the bed. 

“I want to finger myself”, she said right away. “On my side. With a pillow between my legs. My favourite position.” And while she turned into her desired position she added, “can I hold your cock in my mouth while I do that?” I felt my head almost explode right there and then. Just having climaxed, my dick soft and wet from my cum and she wants to suck me? Quickly I scooted a little bit up on the bed, giving her access to that part of my body that she requested and immediately felt her warm mouth close around my sensitive organ. In moments she managed to bring me handsfree up to some respectable level of hardness. Letting her tongue just play with my tip, my foreskin and closing her lips loosely around my favourite self toy. Gently I held her head and made tiny movements with my lower body, fucking her mouth to match the game her hands were playing with het clit and sensitive place. Her sensual moans really turned me on. The fact that she was doing this, enjoying her own play and enjoying the feeling of my dick in her right where she wanted me, was absolutely amazing. 

I wished so very much for her to find that ultimate peak that she craved, but it stayed out of her reach. After a few minutes of playing she just had to stop. Too tired from the day, the emotions and the intense fucking twice this evening she said, “no, it’s not working right now. Let’s go to sleep for real this time.” 

I had no idea of the time when I woke up to feeling her hand play gently with my dick. She knew what she’s getting herself into this time. Already aware that there is no real off button on me, she knew that this act of sex is something that will set us on a path of more time for pleasures. 

We drown ourselves in kisses while our hands started exploring. My cock was getting harder, her slit wetter and my hunger grew. 

Slowly I turned on top of her, kissed my way down via her neck, sucked each nipple briefly deep and hard between my morning hungry lips and went further down to taste her delicious wetness. Repeating the steps we first discovered last night I slid myself down on the bed, raised her willing legs over my arms and started to eat her out as a much needed morning breakfast. 

“Yes please”, she said when I sucked her little clit hard and moved one hand up her body to play with her breast. “Yes please play with my tits. That makes me go wild.” One hand on her sensitive breast, my mouth covering her mound, my tongue playing slowly and two fingers of my other hand gently between her narrow lips. I could have stayed in that moment for hours. Making sure she would reach that ultimate moment, that place where she could forget everything, only able to slowly utter the five words that would bind me forever into her will. 

“Now you”, she said, as she moved out from under me, turned around and got hold of my sleepy cock in a single movement. Again she made that little porn star appear in a blink when she sucked me deep between her lips, pulsed her tongue over my soft toy and let me hear her joy in moan after moan. Making eye contact as she sucked my balls in her mouth. Trying to find the edge of my pain, knowing that exactly that search drives me way beyond crazy. 

Condom number three found its target on my spit soaked dick a few minutes later when Lana needed a break to catch her breath. She positioned herself in front of me like a good little playgirl, head down in the pillows, her ass up in the air, inviting me inside to pleasure her one more time before we were going to get out of bed. Both maybe a bit too tired from the fucking that started last night, the emotions, the little sleep that we got. 

Slowly I positioned myself so I could let my cock slowly slide up and down between the lips of her slit a few times. I let it glide further up, over the little tight muscle of her ass towards her back and then down again. Finding my way into her body this time. She feels so tight. My hands gripped her hips while she let out a little moan as the tip of my dick reached the end of her vagina. Wow, in this position I felt her inside muscles grab my cock almost as hard as my fingers bury into her soft sides. 

Together we build up to a pounding rhythm of doggy style fucking as she tried to slightly turn her head and loudly said, “ow yesss. Yes please. Let me feel that cock of yours deep inside me. Fuck me please. Fuck me.”

The little sex hungry animal inside her wanted this pure and raw moment of love making just as my inside devil pushed me to. We fucked like porn stars that were trying to break the bed. And we almost did. 

But we were too tired. And time was running out. So time to hit the shower.

“You are beautiful” Lana said when she ran her fingers through my wet hairs and spread the shampoo. If only she could see herself as I saw her. Amazingly pretty, gorgeous smile and beautiful half long black hair that looked absolutely stunning when it was wet. All I had to do was stand there, hold her middle with my hands softly on her body and let myself be pleasured completely. While being treated to the wonderful view of her complete nakedness just centimetres away from me. If only our bodies were not that tired and if only we would have had more time. I still felt the urge in me to push her against the wall, lift up one leg and make her come one more time. I wished she would suck my dick hard and intensely while she looked up at me and warm water ran plentiful over our naked bodies. Maybe until she made me come a second time. Or until I would pick her up, turn her around and fuck her while she put her hands against the wall. But all of that would maybe be for a next time. A next time that was already filling up with ideas of things that Lana and I wanted to try out together.

Reluctantly I gave Lana a final kiss goodbye just before I left her apartment. It was time. She needed to rest for a bit more until she had to pick up her regular life again. And maybe catch up on a little bit of sleep before her children came home. I so wished I could help her with so much more than just finding relaxation and pleasures in the joys of intimacies with a lover. One of her three lovers. 

But giving her time and space was the right thing to do now. I knew I was coming back. I knew that one day she would visit me. One day we would go on more adventures. We have that connection. It feels good. It feels like my heart has found another place it wants to visit whenever it can. 

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