It was Summer and I was extremely hot and sweaty, we had an arrangement, he would call me or I would call him when I wanted or needed to be touched.
We would sit and talk for hours at first and he would get everything ready, the oils, the body lotion, the scarves and ice cubes.
He would ask me to undress and place me on his bed. I always closed my eyes for a few minutes and he used to lay next to me and rest his head on my chest so that he could listen to my heart.
I asked him why he liked to do this, he said that he liked to feel my warmth, my body heat. He always wrapped his arms around me and covered me, my personal blanket.
His kisses were soft and he started a ritual of kisses and caresses travelling across my torso, stopping along the way to taste me when he wanted to.
I liked to feel his tongue on my thighs, he stroked them at the same time and I recall him making me come like that.
Before when we had just met, he had asked me if I was having more than one orgasm at a time it took me ages to respond. I thought I had been.
“You can’t be having them, if you have to think about it”
“I think I have, I get excited”
“Relax, we have a lot of time, we can both come together”
“Okay”
“First we need to just touch”
And that is exactly what we did, “touch” we touched each other at every given opportunity.
He had a thing about my breasts and would hold them and just lick the nipples and try to swallow them whole, he never quite managed to do that.
Other times he would lay on the bed and ask me to put my tits in his mouth, so he could suck on them.
I liked it when he stroked me and held me and got used to it, but I was afraid to actually touch him.
One night he said I could do whatever I wanted, I undressed him slowly and kissed him, taking in his thick juicy lips especially the bottom lip. Mmmm, I licked his neck, back and put my tongue in his navel, my fingers played with his nipples and I heard him moan:
“Please don’t stop”
I tasted his skin all salty and revelled in the beautiful blackness of it. I reached for the oils and massaged his back and smoothed my hands over his muscles.
He teased my clit and finger fucked me gently, while whispering my name and telling me how much he wanted me.
I was moist and he knew it, he stuck his tongue in my mouth and I grinded against his fingers.
He stopped and said that he wanted to massage me, I thought he wanted to rub my back, instead he massaged my scalp.
Within a few minutes he had me screaming, I had not thought it was possible.
He rubbed my head, while holding me close and I felt his breath on my neck, his cock was erect and was touching my pussy. He rubbed harder and harder and rotated his fingers, kissed me and rubbed even more.
And then it got real quiet and I let out the loudest moan ever, I kept on coming and coming and coming. I paused for a moment, looked at him, he rubbed my scalp again and then bang, I had a set of orgasms one after the other.
I had just experienced multiple orgasms for the first time.
I felt his cock pulsate and erupt.
We stood still for a while and kissed.
He asked if I could stay until the morning as he wanted to know what it was like to be with me for more than a few hours, he wanted to touch me for as long as he could.
