The Slippery Date

July 9

I find myself at your door, nervous. We have talked so much, sharing so many intimate parts of our lives, yet we haven't met until now. You begged me to come see you, so I took the first flight. Hesitantly, I knock, and you answer almost right away.
"It’s about time," you say breathlessly, ***ring through the cracked door. Your hair falls in front of your face, and your eyes are bright and sparking. You disappear, and the door opens wider. I step inside. Music plays softly, candles are lit, and a plastic air mattress sits in the middle of the floor next to a bowl of what appears to be coconut oil. I am curious about the reason for it; I was under the impression we were just going on a date.
The door closes behind me, and I turn to face you. Immediately, the sight of you draws out every bit of breath from my lungs. My heart begins to pound against my rib cage, and my knees go weak—I have to brace myself against the wall to keep from falling. There you stand, looking at me with an *** hunger I can barely comprehend, a desire curled up in your sensual mouth. Your hair falls in strands over your face. I can almost hear you growl with need. You are completely naked, slowly rubbing your breasts to calm the swelling need inside you, taut nipples poking through your fingers.
I cannot take my eyes off the curves of your body; I cannot even blink. I stutter, stammer, and swallow hard, trying to search for the right words to explain how beautiful you look, but there are none. I walk toward you, fully ready to pick you up and ravish you, my *** desire ready to unleash the power you have awakened in me. My eyes glow with need.
You reach out one hand and place it on my chest, stopping me in my tracks. It takes every bit of control I have not to grab you ***fully and take you anyway, but I see your need. You are up to something. My fists are balled, my heartbeat throbbing in my pants. I whisper, "Anything." Normally, I am so expressive, but my brain is so lost in your beauty that nothing else comes out.
You place your finger to my mouth, indicating that you want to be in control right now. I cannot help it—every part of me wants to own you, to submit you, to make you mine and command you. But your beauty has me in such a state that I have no control over what is going to happen. You place both hands on my chest and slowly move down to the hem of my t-shirt, beginning to lift it off. Your hands are cold, sending shivers through my body as they touch my skin. I want to kiss you so badly my lips feel on fire.
You begin to undo my pants, and I clumsily kick off my shoes. You remove my pants and underwear, slowly sliding your hands down each leg. It takes everything I have not to climax right then and there. You get to your knees and pull my clothing off, stopping for what feels like hours to admire my throbbing cock. You get so close but do not touch. I am salivating with desire, my hands are shaking, and my knees want to buckle.
Finally, you stand and walk me over to the air mattress. You take the bowl of oil and scoop some into your hands, and begin to slowly lather yourself with it. Your beautiful eyes bore deep holes into mine as your hands wander all over your body, working the oil into your skin. I want to touch you so badly, but you slap my hand away. I think about reaching again, but a simple head shake makes my hands shoot back down. I cannot look away. My tongue dances across my lips as the moisture is drawn away from them. I see your eyes glow brighter, and your eyebrows furrow with intense desire as your hands oil your hot skin. This is the sweetest *** I could ever endure.
Finally, completely covered in oil, you look at the mattress. "Lay face down." My need to do as I am told springs me into action before I even register what you said. I lie down, straining my neck, not willing to look away from you. You take the bowl and slowly drizzle warm oil on my back and butt. I struggle hard to keep from shaking, breathing only in short gasps.
You kneel beside me, naked, your hip touching mine, and slowly massage the oil into my shoulders, back, and ass. Your magic hands quiet my shaking almost immediately; my body turns to jelly. Your fingers move across my glutes, down into my crack, gliding across my anus and taint without any hesitation. The moans that escape me are loud, throaty, and involuntary.
You reach in between my legs and slide your hand around my swollen balls and along my shaft, squeezing as the palm of your hand finds my head. You pull my cock to face downward. The feeling of your hands against my manhood is like nothing I have ever felt before. I spread my legs and lift my hips uncontrollably. You lean forward and lightly kiss my ear, and I feel your beautiful breasts slide across my back; the slick oil allows them to move effortlessly against me. I feel how swollen and taut your nipples are, and I moan again uncontrollably.
"Jesus, love," I utter.
"Just you wait," you whisper, kissing my ear again. "This is nothing."
Slowly, your breasts move back and forth on my back, then slide across my butt. I cannot help but spread my legs farther and shift my hips upward to meet them; your nipples dance across my anus, sending white-hot pulses of pleasure through my body. Your hand grabs my throbbing cock and balls and slides them in between your breasts. My breathing becomes erratic; my vision gets blurry. I will myself not to climax, and I just barely manage to keep it at bay.
"Fuck," I utter, shaking uncontrollably. The *** is fantastic.
Your touch suddenly stops, and the absence of it is more ***ful than I have words for. My eyes open wide with need. Then, you sit on my back, facing my feet. I feel your beautiful, smooth, oiled body on my neck, and I can feel your throbbing, soaking-wet pussy and swollen clit on my upper back. The sensation is overwhelming.
"Don't stop," I plead.
You shift and thrust and grind your throbbing pussy against my oiled back; I can hear the moans behind your breathless gasps getting louder. "Oh, fuck, yes," I manage to say, barely audible.
I feel you work your way down my back and across my ass, feeling your pussy grind in between my cheeks. Your soft hands slide over my balls and shaft as you grind, completely using me for your own enjoyment. I move my hips in unison with yours, focusing on giving you maximum pleasure as you hungrily grind against me. I feel your clit throb, and feel your pussy getting wetter, causing the oil to puddle.
I reach behind me and find your ass. My finger expertly slides into your anus without any ***, thanks to the amount of oil. The sensation makes your moans turn to screams, and I feel an orgasm swell within you. I turn over. You slide your hips up my chest and onto my face. You shove your pussy against my mouth with so much need. You taste amazing, and the hints of coconut bring out such a wonderful flavor that I lap it up hungrily, rubbing my thumb against your anus, teasing you, sliding it in and out.
Your moans are muffled. You cannot help but slide my throbbing cock into your mouth to help satisfy the urge you feel. Tears well up in your eyes, and you *** it down your throat as deep as you can get it. I can feel your anus tighten around my thumb as you try to keep your gag reflex under control. You pull it out and scream as an orgasm rips through your entire body.
I grab your hips and *** you against my mouth hard, making sure the orgasm travels through every single nerve, and you are whimpering, begging me to stop so you can regain control. I finally let go, and your body slips over me as you rotate to face me. Your soft, slippery breasts dance across my lips before settling on my chest, and you stare deeply into my eyes as my throbbing cock slips inside you.
Both of our eyes roll into the back of our heads as you *** my cock all the way inside you, sending white-hot sparkles into your vision as your sensitive pussy clamps onto my dick and my head rams against your wall. We move in unison as we cling to each other, trying to go deeper, harder, faster. You feel my cock swell and harden, and it sends another pulsing orgasm through you.
"Fuck," you scream.
I put my face in my hands and *** you to look at me. We stare deeply into each other’s eyes as I violently empty myself in you, sending your still-pulsing orgasm into overdrive. Our bodies convulse and twitch together, my cock dancing inside you, your pussy throbbing and contracting around it, not willing to let it go. I pull your face against mine; our lips and tongues are electrified as they dance together.
We lie there kissing, not willing to move, not finished in the slightest, waiting for my cock to rise again, still inside you, your pussy not willing to let it go. I know I will never, ever be able to leave your side. My body will not survive without yours, and that knowledge leaves me in utter peace