This happened a few months ago. It went a little farther then I thought or even wanted it to go. It sort of showed me that I can be as aggressive and as physical as I am expected to be. By nature I am not much of a top. I mean, I am certainly dominant, but certainly not a sadist. I like giving pleasure and I like power play, teasing, etc. It seems like a lot of times if my partner needs more I will step up. This was one of those times.
So I went on a date with a very brash, very loud, very amusing woman last night. She was the only person I’d ever met that know all about the 90′s version of The Twilight Zone series and we talked about that for an hour. The comic books. Then geeky movies.
I realize I am weird in a lot of ways. Like I know too much about random stuff and it confuses people. Like she is into Japanese Horror and Anime and other things and asked me if I was and I said no, because I’m not really into those things. Then we talked about them and I had seen more of both than she had even though she was a “real fan” or something. And I know weird factoids about things I should know like Scandinavian Death Metal and sports. These things just adhere to my brain somehow.
Anyhow, all that seemed to impress her, so that’s good because she is very cute, if a little overwhelming.
She is originally from California and she is going to Law School and has a somewhat fancy job and if very forward. Considering the last three dates I was on were with shy awkward girls it was a bit confusing.
We were going to see No Country for Old Men at around 7:30 after getting some drinks, but drinks turned into more drinks and we got tickets for the 10:30 show and walked around town flirting up a storm. We went to Forbidden Planet, a geek shrine and super comicbook/rpg/collectables store and had a loud conversation about porn and Christian Bale.
By the time we went to the movie we were in a bit of a state. She was a little distracting at the movie. Maybe I was too. It was all the kissing.
After we walked around having a heated debate about what the movie meant. We were walking around and I asked “Where are we going?” and she rolled her eyes and said “You are taking me to your apartment.”
And so there was that.
At the apartment she looked around, complimenting my taste in books, she likes my apartment, my little knickknacks, my taste. Then we were kissing. On the couch and I was figuring out her body as we went along. Women all work differently. You just have to keep your eyes open to how they react. Within five minutes I knew what she wanted, but I wasn’t sure how much to give her.
Her neck, of course, had to be kissed in the right way. When I dragged my nails across her back her eyes rolled into the back of her head. When the kissing got more intense I pulled her hair and she moaned. She liked it rough. She was a tough girl, so I would have to give it to her with my all.
On the bed with her shirt off I kissed her all over, I pinched her nipples and sucked and lavished every inch of her. She rolled over and I pulled her jeans down a little. She let out a gasp, but I wasn’t rushing fucking her. I soothed her by only pulling them down enough to expose her bottom and then I gave her a playful little spank. She laugh and pushed her ass up against my hand. I smiled and gave her a real one. Hard.
Her smile disappeared and she moaned loudly. Another and another. Another harder until she squirmed, then I soothed her and turned her and went back to kissing her.
She was a wet thing, soaking wet by the time I got into her panties. She had a thick clit, a big sex, unshaven, not what I usually like, but it went with her personality, if that makes sense.
When I fingered her she lost control. She gasped and moaned and pushed her hips up to meet my fingers. Eventually she pushed my hands away, panting.
“You have to fuck me now, please.”
I teased a bit more, but it was going to happen. No doubt in my mind.
She looked into my eyes and said “Be rougher.”
I pinched and pulled her nipples hard and she loved it, but she wanted more. I pulled her hair hard and bit her neck. More. I slapped her hard across the face and her eye were delirious. I slipped into her and fucked her hard and fast.
“Please, more…” she begged.
Fucked her harder, the whole beg moving with the thrusts. I slapped her again and grabbed her by her hair pulling her back as I fucked her again and again.
“Choke me.. please…”
I put a hand around her throat, closed it tight.
I put the other hand around and squeezed as I fucked. I squeezed both hands and she started going wild, moaning and I felt her coming around me, her muscles contracting and her body shaking.
I let go just as I came so hard it was almost painful.
Then we laid there, limp. She was panting hard and she looked… strange. She looked sort of embarrassed and ashamed.
I kissed her all over. I kissed her lips and eyes and held her.
“Sleep here, ok.”
She agreed and pressed herself into my body, burying her head in my shoulder.
A few hours later I awoke, we were pressed together like spoons and she was pushing her ass back against me, rolling her hips and making tiny little wanton whines.
My hands came around her so naturally and cupped her breasts, then they moved down and took hold of her hips. She fumbled with my nightstand and found where I had gotten the condom the first time and handed me another.
I love that position, us both on our sides, my hands on her hips her back against my chest and my mouth on her neck. She was so wet, I wonder how long she had be rubbing against me hoping I would wake up and fuck her again. When I slipped in we moved together hard and desperate. I was holding her hips to hard, my fingers in her thick hips as I pounded against her. She kept going “oh, oh, oh” every thrust and she came fast, within a minute or two. Then I sort of pushed her forward and took all of her thick curly hair in my fist and pulled her back into my cock over and over again my her hair, fucking her hard, pressed against the softness of her ass. She came again like this, even harder.
I felt myself ready to come and I sped up, I fucked her harder, not holding anything back, still pulling her hair. By the time I came she was so loud. I slipped out and she was panting hard and her body was shaking.
In the morning we did it again.
I’d say it was a good first date.