Playing With This Bow & Arrow

by Disco

The night before last, I was very, very horny. Disturbingly horny. Would hump anything that spoke to me horny. There's a man who lives across the hall from me that I've had a minor crush on since I moved here - nothing of interest, I usually forget about it until I see him, and he has less than no interest in me - but I was so horny I considered showing up at his door and just jumping the poor man.

So horny I called Jack. But the universe intervened, I got his machine, and I didn't leave a message.

So horny that finally, I texted Hugh. He was out of town, there was absolutely no luck for ol' Disco trying to get laid. So I settled down with Orion (my vibrating dildo) and a little pornhub.com and got myself off. Twice. Mid-going at myself, Hugh texted me naughty things and tells me he'll take care of me the next day. I agreed.

The next day came along, and got into the evening, and not a word from Hugh. I got more and more peeved about it. Finally, I saw him online. Just sitting there. Available. But not messaging me. Typical of him. So, I got pissed and I messaged him - coolly, mind you. Didn't give away my pissed-offedness. Finally, we settled on plans to meet up. Because of my very hot 'n' bothered texting the previous evening there was no point in my playing coy, so I just went straight to his place to pick up the booty I called for. Totally worth any drama I put myself through earlier that night.

We started things off by trying and failing to watch a movie - he couldn't keep his hands off me, I didn't mind. So I told him to stand up, I whipped out the handcuffs I brought along with me, and I handcuffed his hands behind his back. I got down on my knees and sucked him off, and I had him cum all over my chest. Next, he wanted to reciprocate, so he gets me on the bed and handcuffs my hands above my head - which is when I found out this is his first time using handcuffs in the bedroom, which I thought was awful cute. So he kissed his way down my thigh and this was the first time he went down on me - we'd fooled around once before, and slept together once before, but he'd never gone down on me. This was turning into a night of firsts.

He was great, though. A gigantic tease, he would just breathe on it until I wanted to just... ugh, I don't know. And then he went to town. And I came. In my experience, you come, a guy thinks his job is finished, he moves on. Not this guy. I told him I came, and he didn't even stop for a breath. He just kept in on it. I came twice more before he surfaced, and he did everything. He licked it, sucked on it, fucked it with his tongue... Makes me smile just thinking about it.

Then, after I made the mistake of asking him to fuck me 'please,' he uncuffed me and told me to rub my own pussy until I came again. Only when I came again would he fuck me. So, off I went! And he watched. And I gotta tell you, that order was kind of hot so it didn't take me long.

Four down.

Finally, he slides on his condom and pulls me in. He pushes himself inside me and it was better than the last time, even. We started out going pretty normal, making out, some biting, and all that. There was some dirty talk and it was a pretty good time. We switched positions - legs went up, down, asses were in the air, hair was being pulled, and I had my fifth orgasm. But then, we were still going at it, and he was telling me why he likes me. Likes me-likes me. I don't know how much I believe him as yet, but for some reason I said "Fuck me like you hate me." He looked so confused! So I said, "Just trust me."

Oh. My. God. He got so into it. He was slamming me so hard, he had my knees pulled up to where they hurt, his nails were digging into my skin, he was calling me names, pulling my hair, I was taunting him - it was incredible. But somewhere in the middle of that something switched in me. For some reason suddenly I realised, I could actually like this guy. I might actually want to date this guy, and I was caught up in this thought process and I touched his back - really lightly - and he got it. Right away. He slowed right down, his whole expression changed, he was totally in tune and paying attention. I leaned up to his ear and said "I like you," and he said the same.

We kept on fucking, but it got to a weird humorous place. We shifted between sharing nasty fantasies involving showers, creampies, other people, mirrors, whips and double penetration and just joking around. He could laugh and joke around with me while we were having sex, and it was kind of great. Somewhere when he was telling me one of his stories, I got him to choke me a little bit - which was the first time I ever asked anybody to do that. I've accidentally choked a little during sex [and liked it] but I don't want to get into breath play too seriously, I just like the feeling of a hand around my neck. My neck is my favourite place to be touched when I'm in the moment. Anyway, so I came for the sixth and final time. Sometime not long after that - and after about two straight hours of fucking - Hugh finally came, choosing to pull out and cum on my ass.

After this is when all the Firsts really happened.

1) We cuddled. I messed around with this kid twice before, and no cuddles was I afforded. Last night, he pulled me in and cuddled me for a solid half hour afterward. And naked, too. Normally we'd both bolt right to putting out clothes back on. This was really nice, and made me feel like maybe he did like me. There was some making out, and lots of talk and joking.

2) As we left his building, we made out in the elevator. The past two times, we sort of just stood beside each other awkwardly. Last night, he pulled me in and there was full on making out. Kinda hot.

3) Sitting in his car outside my building, normally I give him a little goodnight peck and sort of slip out and wish him a happy rest of his life. Not so, again! I gave him my little peck, went to leave, and he grabbed my arm, pulled me in, and gave me a real goodnight kiss.

He told me he'd talk to me 'soon.' I haven't heard from him today, and maybe I won't. He's said that before and I never heard from him (until I got horny, and really, what single man is going to resist a guaranteed lay?) If I don't, then it was a pretty awesome night. But on the other hand, I'm worried. I think I might actually like this guy...