Three firsts at once.

I was 30 at the time and I played this game online at the time with my sister. We were part of a group of friends that always hung out and did things together. There was one guy in particular, I had known him in the game for a couple of years at this point. And I very much enjoyed picking on him because his reactions were funny to me. He would either be all squirmy and get shy or embarrassed or he would throw some back at me in the wittiest way possible.

At this time I had gotten out of a long term relationship maybe two months prior. And I wish I could remember what was said or what happened but all of a sudden I find my self very interested in this guy. And this goes on, for weeks. I say nothing to anyone. And out of the blue, he sends me a message saying that he has noticed for a while I had been giving him more attention than the usual. And that he is not sure if he is reading too much into it or not but he thinks I am interested in him. I log out. For a couple of days. He hit the nail on the head and it suddenly went from being playful to now being very real, with real consequences.

I take this kind of stuff seriously, I don’t like playing with peoples emotions. I took the days to figure out if I really was genuinely interested. I get on, and I tell him that I am. We have a very long talk. For the entire time I have known him he has been going through a rough time with his ex. And rough is an understatement, she was doing everything in her power to make his life hell. And because there was a little one involved he couldn’t just cut ties.

I wanted to meet him so I planned a get together for all of us as a back door way for us to meet without me directly asking. And if all of us are together it wouldn’t be as awkward I felt. The day comes, some of us fly in, we all hang out at my place. Figure out what we are going to do for the week and they all go back to their hotel rooms for the night and it is just me and him alone.

We talk for a bit and it gets very flirty very fast. And we start kissing. It felt so nice to have that physical contact again, but this was very different. I was nervous, which I had never been before. Not even my first time as a teenager. I take him by the hand to my bedroom and it gets more intense. We take turns taking something off the other every time we break the kiss. I am down to just my thong and he is down to his boxers. He is going to town on my boobs and it feels so good. It has been months since someone had touched them and a couple of years for him, for obvious reasons.

I am soaking wet, and I am aching for him I just reach down and grab his cock. It’s rock hard, and it’s big. Not the largest I have had, but the biggest I have had in over a decade. I slide off the last two pieces of clothing remaining on each of us and with my hand still on his dick I pull him on top of me, wrap my legs around him and pop his head into my opening.

And true to the person I have known for years, he left it just like that to tease me. After a couple of times of asking him to fuck me I just grab his ass and use my arms and legs to pull everything I could into me. He was big enough to stretch me but not enough to hurt. He was short enough to be able to bury all of it into me, but also long enough to where his head is just kissing my cervix. He was a perfect fit, and my god did it feel good.

It was the first hispanic man I had been with, and the few girl friends I had known that had been with hispanics told be they are worth it. Fuck they were right. He was slow, methodical, paid attention, reacted to everything my body did. I was no longer in control of what my body was. He was, and I was just there for the ride. I was approaching an orgasm, and he noticed, he started to keep himself fully inside me and kept it like that as we continued the motions. My hips were moving on their own, this felt so unusual, it was like my body was doing what it can to get him further inside.

I came, hard. I saw spots. I had never had an orgasm from sex without my clit being touched. I felt I was crushing him and that was confirmed when he tells me I am so tight he is having trouble controlling the timing of his orgasm. Our bodies are tightly wrapped around each other at this moment. His arms pulling our upper bodies tight and my legs the lower half. And I somehow find the room to move my hips a little more and I start fucking him. I needed to keep my orgasm going as long as possible. He asks me if I am sure, and it took a second to register what he meant by that and I did not want this to end so I tell him to do it.

I try to get him as deep as I can, I feel him swelling inside me and he starts to sound like he is in pain. Then it happens, he grunts, I feel a massive amount of fluid splash onto my cervix. I have felt this as I had never let a man cum inside me raw before, but at this moment, I did not care, and I had this urge to make him release everything he had to give inside me. I have a second orgasm as my first was starting to fade… It feels like I am having two at once. Another splash, going on pure instinct I move my legs back to where my knees are up against my shoulders, he pushes in deep, his head now touching my cervix. Another splash, he shoves one of my boobs in his mouth to muffle his screams. A few more heavy splashes. He passes out on top of me and his dick throbs a few more times as he finishes emptying out everything that he has in the tanks. I fall asleep as well. We wake op maybe an hour later and we go out to get a bite to eat.