As the story usually goes these days we had chatted a few times online. The messages back and forth allowing us to get comfortable, and in particular, me to get comfortable with allowing a complete stranger into my house.

The day he entered my home, my bedroom and even me is easy to remember. It was an Easter Monday. A public holiday that gave us both plenty of time together without rushing.

He was a regular guy, nice regular build, regular looking, masculine voice. That voice! So strong, so calming and also so commanding. His voice did not pause from the moment we went into my bedroom, ‘Turn around, get on the bed, arch your back and show off your pussy,’ he went right into the moment.

I did as he said. Heard him get down on his knees. Felt his hands on my cheeks. ‘Fucking beautiful,’ he said and gently began to lick me.

I can honestly say that over the next three hours I had the hottest sex of my life. His tongue licked my lips sensuously, pushed its way inside of me, while his mouth sucked and chewed. He would come up for air only to tell me how ‘pretty my pussy is’ or how ‘tasting my juice is like drinking a drug that made him feel high’ or to use his fingers to explore me deeper.

One finger and never more than two, he wanted to keep me tight, he would slide into me, rub the inside of my pussy and make me squirm and moan. Over and over again he would finger me, ask me how much I liked it ‘does my girl like that?’ or ‘do you like that, sexy?’

Face down, on my knees, back arched, cheeks spread, pussy exposed for him to give me pleasure and get pleasure himself. His hands sometimes reaching under and feeling my tits, tweaking and squeezing them because he knew it made me moan loader and it made him harder. His tongue would burrow it’s way deep inside me eating me from the inside out, ‘I wish I could get me whole head in there,’ he would tell me at least one time.

For the most part of two hours of foreplay I would stay in this position and only twice did we change when he let me suck his big cock, the least regular thing about him. ‘Sorry, babe,’ he’d say, ‘I know you want to suck it more but I’m being greedy with your pussy. It’s so fucking pretty and tastes so fucking good. I don’t want to take my tongue out of it or my eyes off it’. And then he’d be back behind me, running his hands over my smooth cheeks and begin to make me moan again.

He knew what he was doing and was confident enough to ask me, ‘Are you ready to show me what it feels like when your pussy orgasms?’

On an outbreath I let out a breathy, ‘Yes.’

Over the next five minutes I could not tell if he was using his tongue, his fingers or teasing me with the knob of his cock.

He knew what he was doing.

My pussy exploded in waves of ecstasy. My lips squeezed him tight, the inside of my pussy twitched around him, my skin had goosebumps and my body trembled and shook. He eased what he was doing, slid out of me, gently slapped my ass, ‘That...was the hottest sexual experience I’ve ever had,’ he said. I couldn’t answer him. My breath was still escaping me, long deep breaths. Several minutes later my body was still shaking with pleasure and then, ‘Are you ready for more?,’ he said. I told him, ‘Give me a moment, it was so intense.’

A moment was all he gave me before he pressed his tongue back into me. He took his time, working me back into a frenzy and back to my second orgasm. I came but not as strong as the first one, which he noticed, and he kept on going. The feelings of pleasure were intense and in my head I was saying stop but I didn’t say it out loud and quickly my pussy orgasmed for the third time. Stronger now even more than the first, his tongue relentless and not stopping to try and force its way between my lips as they squeezed tight while I moaned the house down.

I was spent. My breathing shallow and fast and my body trembling. He rubbed my cheeks more, slapped them a little and eased off again to give me time to recover. ‘Before I would have said your pussy was top three but those orgasms are so impressive it’s definitely my number one.’ He slid the length of his cock up against my lips. I gasped, shook a little.

‘I really wanna force my cock in there and pound you but I’m not ready yet.’ His cock was replaced by his finger and then his tongue and again he owned my pussy and owned my pleasure. He coaxed me, guided me and my pussy followed him all the way to its fourth orgasm.

I could no longer breathe. I was taken to a place I had never been to before durIng sex. When they say you see fireworks or stars it’s true. Immersed in pleasure it’s all I could see. He eased off. Gave me some moments.

‘You’re so fucking sexy,’ he said to me. ‘Your ass is so perfect, so round, not too big and not too small. Just perfect. And I swear your pussy is the hottest I’ve ever had.’ Between breathes all I could reply was, ‘You’re so good at what you do.’ He slapped my ass.

I felt his cock press up to my soaked pussy lips, felt his knob slide between them, ‘Are you ready for the real fun now?’