Wednesday, March 13, 2013

The Weekend w Tree I

The weekend w Tree was everything I could have wanted.  It was so awesome, I don't even know where to begin.  I reckon the beginning is the obvious place, huh?
We left for the beach right after I got off work Friday.  Between the texting all day long and the drive, my panties were soaking wet long before we arrived.  Worse, they had soaked through to my pants.  This is not an understatement because I am telling you there was a wet spot in the crotch of my pants.  Khakis clearly were the wrong choice.  Guys can at least hide their boners - what the hell was I supposed to do?  It was really not a little spot!!!  I was sure he'd seen it when we stopped for drinks and more making out (and the making out didn't help things dry up any either).  Embarrassed much?  I decided just to tell him what he was the cause of.  He seemed surprised as all get out that any woman, much less me, had physical changes happen to them too because they were horny.  This led to a funny conversation about the differences between men and women.  You might say that my wet spot soaked up the tension.

And besides, how in the hell could he not be pleased knowing how badly I wanted to fuck him.

I had this romantic fantasy that we'd arrive and prolong our desire by going to dinner, maybe followed by a walk along the beach.  Who the hell was I kidding!!!  Seconds after entering the room, I was dragging him to the bed to be on top of me.  Never really occured to me until right this second that he might not like an aggressive woman.  Oops.  Guess that boat has sailed.  I did't know what Tree's sexual experiences were before me, but I didn't really give him any opportunity to show me.  I was running this show.  And I had so not intended too.  I cannot describe what came over me - but I can describe what we did.

I pulled him to the bed walking (running?) backwards.  I fell onto the bed and he had little choice but to follow, landing right on top of me.  We were still fully dressed at this point, but it felt great to have him between my legs and to have his weight on top of me.  Before long, I was undoing his shirt.  Then his pants.  I managed his shirt w him still on top of me.  The pants required us to move.  Of course, since I was then sitting on my ankles beside the bed w him standing, it seemed right to take him into my mouth.  I love the way he always sighs just like he did the very first time I gave him head.  I looked up at him and said, "I need you inside of me".  Seconds later, I'm pretty much getting stripped out of my clothes.  This gets a little weird funny.  Tree was watching me struggle w my belt.  I don't know what to say except that I could not get the damned thing to unfasten.  I said, not really meaning it, "you can help, you know".  That was all the prompting the boy needed apparently.  He pushed my hands out of the way - only to struggle w the damned belt himself.  When he finally got it, he was like a man possessed.  I was honestly laughing at his enthusiasm.  I mean he's yanking my pants down, spinning me around to get them over my ass, then pushing me onto the bed to get them off me completely . . . somewhere in that process my panties were gone as well . . . then my blouse was over my head.  I did slow him down w my bra.  Those dang things can be expensive and I had not worn one of the cheaper ones for him, you know.  So, there we were.  Him standing naked by the bed looking down at me naked on the bed.

I crooked my finger for him to come to me.  He climbed onto the bed between my knees and onto me.  Everything to then had been a blur.  I wanted those next few seconds to go slow.  I wanted to see his face when he first slipped into me.  I don't know how to describe his face in that moment.  Its a look I hope never to forget.  Serene.  Perfect happiness.  I don't know the words to describe it.  I can only say how special he made me feel by the way he looked down at me.  And maybe thats how he was feeling too.  We didn't move for the longest time.  Or maybe it just seemed like the longest time.  I was simply enjoying the feeling of him inside of me. 

He started moving into me.  He felt so good.  Somewhere in this, I had him roll over.  Its easier for me to cum on top - and I really needed to cum.  I wanted too w him.  I had too.  Okay, time for another confession.  Making love to me can leave you w battlescars.  I've been known to scratch a lover's back when things get intense.  And apparently, as I just learned this weekend, I might bite too.  I was leaning forward, my face next to his, he was nuzzling my neck while I rode him.  I began to breathe heavier and I pressed my face harder into his shoulder.  I started to moan.  Okay, yes, I make noise also.  I remember thinking I was being too loud, so I buried my mouth into his shoulder.  And I think that's why it happened.  When I came, I bit bit him. 

I told him he could bite me back later - or spank me - and I wouldn't complain.

We rolled back over.  I liked the feeling of him on me.  I did not expect him to last long and was pleased he'd last this long.  He soon began to breathe heavy.  I held him tight and whispered into his ear, "cum in me Tree, cum in me".  I kept saying it as he thrust into me.  And then he came.

It was everything I wanted our first time to be.


  1. Wow very nice and hot. Glad you had a great time.

  2. HoLy CrApOLa.... that was HOT.... sounds like you guys were perfect together. Really just what you both needed. I hope you guys continue on this path.