Previously posted December 19, 2006.
It started out with breakfast this morning. I was chatting with a new guy I had met, and we discussed his particular fetish. Nothing that I havent heard of, but it was something that I would be interested in trying. So, I had been horny for a few hours before Current came over.
I met him at the door with a tiger print silk dress and purple cat ears 
I was definitely in a playful mood, and it showed. My roommate had moved out the week prior, and I wanted to fuck on the couch. After a brief makeout session, and discussion about suitable landing materials, we commenced fucking. When we tried to change positions, he lost his erection.
No worries, we moved into the bedroom. From there (interspersed with non-sexual conversations), we proceeded to have the most amazing manual sex ever. He had his fingers in me for the good portion of an hour. He would hold my hands above my head while he kissed and bit my upper half, going from nipples to underarms and breasts, to my neck, each time feeling my pussy contract as he alternatively tickled and caused pain. I was in my gushing stage (I tend to gush before I orgasm, not at the same time) and was amused at the juice droplets hitting my thighs from the vigorous thrusting.
His arms were tired before I orgasmed, so he took my blue vibrator and proceeded to fuck me with it. Nice deep hard penetration, all the while still holding my hands down and biting me. Mmmm, it felt awesome! He was down between my legs with an awesome close up of the toy going in and out of my vagina, watching how it reacted. His own personal and private porno!
I still was not orgasming, so we took a short break while we talked about mundane things again. After a while, I brought out my big Hitachi vibrator. No one else has been able to touch me with it because it has such strong vibrations. We had both the Hitachi on my clit and the big blue vibrator going in and out of my pussy, and I finally came.
It was an awesome orgasm! The hours long build up, combined with not having masturbated for almost a week, and having a manual orgasm instead of an intercourse one lead to the laughing! He said he wished he felt the levels of emotions that I feel during sex, because it was awesome how hard I laughed. He also said I smelled sweet while I was gushing.
But, alas, it shall be until the New Year until we get together again. Such is the life of a slut.
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