Category : Adult

Sub Category : Erotic

The day has finally come. I have been feeling both excited yet apprehensive about today. I am meeting up with my darling to finally consummate our relationship which so far only involved heavy petting and kissing. We have been feeling this mutual sense of urgency to copulate our relationship as we have always planned to develop it progressively into one that is both physically intimate as well as passionate. So it was decided that as soon as Mylove came back from her outstation trip, we will get together and lift our relationship to a higher plateau.Mylove was away a whole week and I realized then how much I loved her as I felt her absence intensely while she was away. The strange thing is that Mylove and I do not live together but instead met once a week to spend time together. However, this particular week we could not meet as she was going away on an official trip and I felt she was so far away from me as I missed her terribly. I felt tension building up as the week progressed. Part of me was filled with excitement difficult to suppress yet I was also very nervous and jittery at the same time. Needless to say, she is very important to me in my life, and it was of paramount importance that she experienced complete satisfaction during our first love making as a couple. In short, ‘The best she ever had’, so to speak.It was a psychological roller-coaster week for me as one moment I am all excited and thrilled at the prospect of finally claiming Mylove as my own whilst the next moment plunging into worry and despair as my mind runs through all the possibilities of things that could, and knowing me, might very possibly go wrong. I have always felt that the first impression (in this case, first experience), is very important and leaves an everlasting benchmark of an individual. Being known at times as a ‘cup-half-empty’ kind of guy, I was fast becoming a nervous wreck. Luckily for me it was only a week to wait, otherwise I would have been a mental case for sure! It was getting difficult to sleep at nights and the last couple of days were the worst.So here we are, the day of reckoning is upon me. I want this to be a really special experience for the woman that I have fallen in love with. I booked a hotel room and decided to check-in at least half hour earlier so that I could have the room checked and air-condition operating to get the room cool and cozy for her arrival. I decided to get undressed, wrap myself in a towel and to take my mind off the tension of watching the minutes roll by, I picked up yesterday’s papers and decided to focus on the ‘Classifieds’, of all things! The fact that she called to say she was just across the road from the where the hotel was located to ask for directions to make a u-turn back to my side of the highway definitely didn’t do much to calm my nerves!For those of you wondering what all the worry is about, I have to admit that I have not been  with a woman that I have fallen so in love with for over two years now. And was really concerned if all the ‘machinery’ was in working order and whether I will come out as an overtly excited juvenile bungling my way through the whole process, in other words, to fall flat on my face….get my drift? She has become incredibly precious to me and making the best lasting first impression I can possibly achieve as I know she is for keeps. This woman has warmed her way into my heart. I have fallen in love with her and want her to be happy in bed with me. It would have been different if it was a one-night stand or a one off fling, it wouldn’t have mattered so much then.The moment I have been looking forward to finally dawned upon me when I was jerked out of a state of stupor with the really loud and seemingly amplified ringing of the room door bell. I jumped out of bed in a rush, causing my towel wrapped around my waist to fall off. It must have taken me awhile to pick the towel off the floor and wrap myself again because I heard the bell ring again… ”Darn”, I thought “good work making a first impression! I just made my lady wait too long at the door!” So, fumbling with my towels and finding my opposable thumbs being completely useless at the time they were needed most! “Might just as well grunt and go down on all fours while I strut and beat my chest with cupped hands like a gorilla”, I thought as I stumbled my way across to the door which felt like a mile away at that very moment! I start fumbling with the locks and start to open the door…….So there I was fumbling with the door…unlocking the door knob, I started to pull it open when I noticed that the metal latch was still catching. So I had to close it again and unhook the latch. “How unceremonious of me”, I recall thinking. Steadily, I pulled the door back before me, being highly conscious of my present state of undress – a towel hanging precariously on my hips as I opened the door and looked at my darling standing there. For a few precious seconds, I stood there absorbing her beauty and tantalizing aura. She has the most stunning smile that really captures my heart and the most beautiful pair of eyes that never fails to bewitch me each time she gazes into my eyes. Her petite height always brings out the chivalry in me as I sense this overwhelming desire to hold her in my arms and protect her – to be her knight in shining armor.I tried to look casual (try being casual clad only in a towel!), and attempted greeting her coolly but failed miserably with my voice cracking as I did so. Reaching out slightly, I took her hand to lead her in while holding the door ajar and keeping my fingers crossed that the haphazard knot on my towel does not come undone now and slip down my waist! As she walked in past me, I could not help myself but sneak a quick glance at the curvaceous shape of my darling before me. My darling is petite in height, hardly even 156cm tall, but has a 36G bosom and one of the most rounded pair of ass protruding out of her posterior that I have ever seen on a woman!We hugged as she turned to me after walking into the room, one hand around her as I pulled her towards me, while my other hand pushed the door close behind me. At that very moment, I felt so happy because I knew that for the next few hours, the world consisted of only her and me. We finally have the privacy we had been yearning for weeks now, and it was left to us to make the best of this precious time allocated to us – and us alone. I was determined not to mess it up by rushing the experience in an impatient rush of clumsy fervour. I want the experience to be one of passion and tenderness, of love and care. To ensure that she felt loved throughout the whole encounter, her pleasure and satisfaction my utmost priority, an encounter to be relished with sweet joyous recollections in the future to come.I held her tightly to my body. I loved the feel of her body soft yet firmly against me, a snugly loving embrace as I enjoy the warmth of her body within my arms. Hugging her, I could not ignore the sensation my body was feeling, the tingling of excitement going through me as I felt her breasts pushed up against my chest. I was helpless against the quickening of my breath as my heart starts to pump harder with the excitement that was building up riding on the wave of desire searing though every pulsating vein in my body. I took the opportunity to bury my face into the nape of her neck, kissing her while inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair that was having an invigorating and vivifying effect on my already surging libido.While embracing her, I realized that the driving force behind my burning desire for her was not lust, but pure adoration and sincere unadulterated love that I harbor for this special person that has become my beloved. I realized that I was in no rush to break this embrace as there and then, at that very moment, I felt my world complete just being one in that position – two bodies entwined into a single being. I felt at peace, the peace that has been eluding me for a long time. In that unhurried moment, nothing mattered as a sense of tranquility consumed me. It that period of discernment, I have found my solace here within this beautiful embrace. A revelation emerged so strong that the even the slightest hint of doubt was vanquished – that in her, I found my life partner, my soul mate. That my quest to search for the one person to love and adore, to care and shower my affection on has finally been attained. With this enlightenment, came a huge sense of deliverance that our decision to consummate our relationship was one unhindered by any conceivable fault or flaw.She has below-shoulder length hair, soft and with a little waviness in it, giving it a seductive bounce as she moves her head. As I kissed and nibbled at her neck while teasing her earlobe, I took the opportunity to run my fingers through her hair, holding locks of her hair close to my nostrils so as to inhale the aromatic perfume of her shampoo that was truly intoxicating. Slowly, I turned my face to kiss the smooth beautiful skin that is her cheek, inhaling and drawing her sensual scent into me. From the first day we met, I found her cheeks so irresistible and unable to fight the desire to stroke her face – to feel the smoothness of her skin against the back of my fingers. I have long given up resisting the urge to plant kisses on her cheeks as I love the feel of her skin against my lips. Kissing both cheeks repeatedly, I inched my way to her pouting sweet lips. The softly sweet and moist lips that I love to lock lips with and let our tongues dance in each others’ mouths – something that never fails to poke the warm amber glow within me into a raging fire of desire and excitement. Our lips grazed each other in gentle pecks, teasing each other as we progressed rapidly into a passionately intense kissing session with tongues entwined in union as we grab each other to practically lock lips harder and deeper into one another…After being locked in passionate embrace, I took my darling by the hand and led her to the edge of the bed. There we continued to embrace each other, kissing passionately as my hands start to reach up in between us and grab for her 36G bosom with both my inquisitively hungry palms. My breath caught for a moment when I felt how big my darling’s boobs really are. Through the fabrics of her blouse and bra that confined her magnificent breasts, I came to appreciate just what the phrase, ‘More than a handful’ really meant! They felt soft to the touch, yet enticingly taut and full at the same time. I could actually feel the bounciness in them as I jiggle them a bit from under each breast. Pushing my thumbs beneath the mammoth globes of flesh with my other fingers grabbing the top of each boob, I rolled my thumbs over her breasts, stopping over her nipples, digging at them gently to arouse them under the layer of cloths that prevented my thumbs the pleasure of directly touching them at that moment. I feel them reacting to the manipulation of my thumbs – erecting, poking against her bra and blouse while I continue to tease them with my thumbs. I lean down to kiss her boobs, nibbling playfully at the bulges pushing up against her blouse, where her nipples were poking thru. She gasped as she felt my attention was now being concentrated on her heaving bosom.During the early stages of our relationship, my darling gave me a picture of her sitting on her bed looking into the cam with a super sweet smile, the kind of smile that I have grown so addicted to. In that picture she wore a cute little pink baby t-shirt that helps accentuate the curviness of her bosom, making it irresistibly impossible not to gaze at them and appreciate the voluptuousness of my darling’s chest. Especially when this particular tight body hugging t-shirt allows me a teasing peek at the beginning of a yummy cleavage pushing up against the top of her low-neckline t-shirt. Now, here at this very moment, I really get to fully appreciate the fullness of those magnificent boobies in the palms of my hands. I have always liked big boobs but never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine myself feeling up a pair of massive globes within the grasp my hands! I was totally dumbfounded by the fact that my palms were not large enough to completely cup her breasts without having them overflow out of the confinements of my hands! I almost pinched myself to make sure I was not dreaming all this up…!It was difficult to contain my excitement when the comprehension of reality was finally upon me that I was not in some fantasy dream and that the woman of my dreams is really here before me, with me and in love with me. It was overly obvious to her too that I was all excited and exuberantly worked up from feeling up her gorgeous pair of boobies. This was evident from my trembling fingers as I tried to unbutton the buttons on her blouse. I recall wondering at that time why they would put such tiny buttons on a blouse as my hands were really fumbling and struggling to get them undone. I felt as if my fingers had bloated up with pride from having just felt up a pair of the most beautiful knockers they ever came across! To make matters worse, my darling announced that she was not going to help me undo those buttons and I came very close to actually biting them off with my teeth in yearning anticipation of revealing her bosom before my lusting eyes.After much and admittedly embarrassing unfruitful attempts, I managed to finally undo a couple of her buttons. Finally, after agonizing moments of frustration at not being able to open her blouse nimbly enough, I was rewarded with the most beautiful sight of the most alluring and lustrous pair of cleavage I have ever set my eyes upon. I found myself unable to contain my excitement any further, nor repress my impatience to satisfy my desires of feeling the warmness and the velvety smoothness of her bountiful globes in my hands. Her cleavage had a certain glistening glow about it that is both mesmerizing and tantalizing at the same time. I felt the burning desire within me to slip my hand in between the deep valley that formed between her breasts that are pressed together beguilingly in the constrained confinements of her bra, drawing me closer and closer to its enchanting beauty. For lack of sophistication and elegance, in total abandonment of even the slightest shred of chivalry, I found myself lowering my face and kissing her cleavage wantonly, inhaling – no, actually sucking in the sweet essence exuding from within her bosom.Having planted numerous kisses on her captivating cleavage, I slipped my right hand into the deep ravine between her boobs and grabbed for her right boob, pulling it out of the confinement of her bra while my left hand help push her bra underneath her right boob to both free her boob while as the same time provide support for that massive mammary gland that is now finally liberated from its cruel confinements and now exposed in all her glory and beauty for the eyes of the beholder – ME!! Using the back of my left hand, I proceed to stroke her bared right boob in an upward motion towards her chest, then alternating with my palm as I travel back down that voluptuous mound towards her nipple. I continue to stroke her breast up and down, enjoying immensely the velvety smooth feeling of her taut skin while absorbing the warmness of her body emanating through her flesh into the skin of my hand, blowing the flames of my desires into a raging inferno of lust. At this point, I was really struggling within myself to ensure that I do not become aggressive and end up being too rough or unrestrained to the point of hurting her. I realized I failed at some points in my attempts at restraint when I grabbed her boobs and squeezed them several times. I hear her moan, she gasps when I do this – “but was it out of pleasure or pain”? I asked myself. So I decided to exert more restrain on myself, this is my beautiful woman, to love and give the most pleasure in bed…never to inflict pain, albeit unintentionally.I bend forward to look at her exposed nipple close up. All this wait to admire the hidden treasures of her stunning body, I intent to absorb and revere with all my heart today. To enjoy and adore every inch of her body, every curve, every crevice. She has the cutest and delicious nipple I have seen. Brownish in color – although not as dark as I would have expected from a breastfed nipple. Moderate in size, just nice to slip into my mouth, feel its presence in it and be able to access its entirety in my mouth with my tongue. I tweaked it with my thumb and index finger, twirling my middle finger around the lovely areola that is equally light brown in color. I must admit that I was pleasantly surprised. Most pictures I see of extra large boobs always comes with rather overly large areolas, which in my opinion, do not do much justice to the beauty of the boob. Anyway, getting back on track, the combined manipulative action on my darling’s  nipple and areola with my fingers  seems to pleasure my darling very much. Stealing glances at her, I saw her eyes roll up in pleasure, soft moans escaping her slightly parted lips as she push her head tilted gently backwards. Not able to resist it any further, I moved forward and slipped her nipple into my mouth. I felt ecstatic as I sucked her nipple gently – suckling like a baby would initially, gradually building the momentum up into a vigorous act of pulling and tugging at her nipple with my teeth, gently nibbling on her erected hard teat while using my tongue to tease it in a swirling motion within my mouth, deriving moans of pleasure as I try to work in rhythmic flow with the heaving of her chest. Her hand resting behind my head pushing me towards her chest is silent assurance to me that I am doing the right thing.Finally taking my head away from her yummy nipple…talk about appetizers here…wowww!; I found that it gave me time to settle my nerves a little and successfully undo the rest of  the buttons on her blouse. I know it is a normal blouse but it felt like this particular blouse had the tiniest and longest train of buttons I ever came across..! My darling was a little more kinder to me this time as she offered to unhook the bra for me and did so in such a sultry and seductive manner that I found myself lunging forward and grabbing both her swollen melons with both hands as I, without any inkling of hesitation, buried my face into them, showering every inch of her globes with wet kisses while brushing my lips and nose teasingly against her nipples. I took each nipple into my hungry mouth, one teat at a time. Nibbling on them as I shift my mouth from one boob, to the other. Ravaging her breasts, I could not stop jiggling them, squeezing and handling them as I have never before in my life, had the pleasure of enjoying boobs of this immense proportion. Now that I think of it, I manhandled her boobs without an inch of restrain and now actually hope, I was not too rough with her awesome pair of boobs. I cannot for the life of me, recall how much time I spent ravaging and fondling and caressing her boobs all at the same time, but I know no matter how much time I spent on her bosom, it was never enough…I wanted more, and intended to get a lot more…. But for now, I wanted to divert my attention for a little while to the areas below her waist… my darling is now topless, but not completely naked. That is about to change very soon as I sat back on the edge of the bed and pull her by the top of her pants towards me.To be continued...