Can't keep my hands to myself
... things are amazing with this guy I'm dating. We literally cant keep our hands off of each other, yet he balances it out with respect and we have great conversation afterwards. He loves my little awkward quirks, like how I look away when I'm flustered or shy. And he makes all of my embarassing moments seem less embarassing, but endearing instead.
There was a moment where he took me for a hike, and we have both hinted at wanting to do kinky things and he went for it and I wasn't ready in that moment since our relationship is so new. Later that night I texted him saying that I wanted to 'take a step back' because I was concerned he only wanted to talk to me for sexual reasons... and his response shocked me.
He was so understanding and remorseful about the way I had taken the experience. It was a response that I had never encountered from a partner. It made me feel so secure and safe.
I ended up asking if I could stay the night with him that night because we love to cuddle, and cuddling always makes me feel better after misunderstandings. We had talked throughout the day, and although he was tired, he said yes and that he would leave the door unlocked for me.
So I arrived at his place around 12:15am. I took off my pants and underwear and hopped into the bed to cuddle. I left on my top, but wasn't wearing a bra. It was white and sheer enough that you could faintly see my nipples through the material. He woke up and we both shared that we were happy to be together, then we held each other, and it slowly turned into a makeout session, and whenever I can tell he's aroused it makes me want to finish him off. So I climbed between his legs and started licking him then practicing taking all of him in my throat. I say 'practicing', because I've tried once before and was unsuccessful... I figured it would be fun to try while we were both drowsy. He can't make too much fun of me then...
So I'm working on it, and finally relax my throat enough that I can feel him sliding all the way back to the wall of my throat, and I'm gagging and creating more saliva, and it is just so much fun finally beating the challenge.... but I don't let him finish in my mouth at that moment, because I knew it is something that he had been wanting to do for a while, and I told him I that didn't want him drowsy for it, so we would do that later. He then lifted me towards him and flipped me over and we finished that way. We went two rounds... it seems always at least two rounds. Lol.
He has such a calm control to him. His hands just guide me where I need to go effortlessly. He has a natural dominance to him, which is so sexy, and also a little mysteriously dangerous. How does did he cultivate that much control?...
Anyways, the night was amazing, and in the morning he made us french toast for breakfast using bread that he said his mother had handmade and gifted to him. It was delicious. And even more special because he was sharing something personal and rare with me. Then we went for a walk in the park with his dog. His dog and I hadn't officially met until this point, and we hit it off well... I am not even typically a dog person, but I did my best (I had a whole traumatizing dog experience in my childhood, so it's hard for me to warm up to them). Then when we got back we listened to music and snuggled on the couch while talking for hours.
I guess these moments are important to capture here to me, because I know that the honeymoon phase doesnt always last. So I'm just appreciating it in this moment. Loving the process of whatever is developing between us.
He texted me later this evening to ask when I am free to go to a fancy dinner this week. I have always wanted this feeling. To be appreciated and adored, and courted. It feels so good that he can bring out all of these new things in me.
There was a moment where he took me for a hike, and we have both hinted at wanting to do kinky things and he went for it and I wasn't ready in that moment since our relationship is so new. Later that night I texted him saying that I wanted to 'take a step back' because I was concerned he only wanted to talk to me for sexual reasons... and his response shocked me.
He was so understanding and remorseful about the way I had taken the experience. It was a response that I had never encountered from a partner. It made me feel so secure and safe.
I ended up asking if I could stay the night with him that night because we love to cuddle, and cuddling always makes me feel better after misunderstandings. We had talked throughout the day, and although he was tired, he said yes and that he would leave the door unlocked for me.
So I arrived at his place around 12:15am. I took off my pants and underwear and hopped into the bed to cuddle. I left on my top, but wasn't wearing a bra. It was white and sheer enough that you could faintly see my nipples through the material. He woke up and we both shared that we were happy to be together, then we held each other, and it slowly turned into a makeout session, and whenever I can tell he's aroused it makes me want to finish him off. So I climbed between his legs and started licking him then practicing taking all of him in my throat. I say 'practicing', because I've tried once before and was unsuccessful... I figured it would be fun to try while we were both drowsy. He can't make too much fun of me then...
So I'm working on it, and finally relax my throat enough that I can feel him sliding all the way back to the wall of my throat, and I'm gagging and creating more saliva, and it is just so much fun finally beating the challenge.... but I don't let him finish in my mouth at that moment, because I knew it is something that he had been wanting to do for a while, and I told him I that didn't want him drowsy for it, so we would do that later. He then lifted me towards him and flipped me over and we finished that way. We went two rounds... it seems always at least two rounds. Lol.
He has such a calm control to him. His hands just guide me where I need to go effortlessly. He has a natural dominance to him, which is so sexy, and also a little mysteriously dangerous. How does did he cultivate that much control?...
Anyways, the night was amazing, and in the morning he made us french toast for breakfast using bread that he said his mother had handmade and gifted to him. It was delicious. And even more special because he was sharing something personal and rare with me. Then we went for a walk in the park with his dog. His dog and I hadn't officially met until this point, and we hit it off well... I am not even typically a dog person, but I did my best (I had a whole traumatizing dog experience in my childhood, so it's hard for me to warm up to them). Then when we got back we listened to music and snuggled on the couch while talking for hours.
I guess these moments are important to capture here to me, because I know that the honeymoon phase doesnt always last. So I'm just appreciating it in this moment. Loving the process of whatever is developing between us.
He texted me later this evening to ask when I am free to go to a fancy dinner this week. I have always wanted this feeling. To be appreciated and adored, and courted. It feels so good that he can bring out all of these new things in me.
31-35, F
