Month: Oct 2021

Sorry I forgot to finalise a blg post, so you have fiction today! I’ll get the blog asap.

Conner races off into the kitchen stark naked shouting expletives, I pick up his t shirt & put it on before following him, he’s standing at the stove stirring something in a saucepan. He’s cooked for me? Is that what fuck buddies do?

“Is it ruined?” he turns with a smile then when he sees me in his t shirt, his face falls

“Why did you get dressed?”

“I’m hardly dressed.” I scoff pulling at the hem of his t shirt that is barely covering my butt, he smiles again, I like it when he smiles, Jesus, you have to stop thinking like that Callan! It’s a one way ticket to ‘hurts-ville!’ I really need to distract myself around him “What are you cooking?”

“This is creamy garlic white wine sauce” He smiles, proud of himself, I raise my eyebrows “I’m grilling some chicken & steamed veges, I hope that’s ok with you?” I nod, that is more than ok! Smelling the garlic sauce my tummy rumbles. “It’s not ruined” he takes the saucepan off the heat & walks towards me, pulling my hips to his “but if I had of known I wouldn’t be able to control myself the second you walked in the door, I would have turned off the stove” he gives me a cheeky dimpled grin that is so infectious.

“I just need to… um… wash up” I blush, his hand automatically moves between my legs & he fingers the wetness there, he chuckles Bastard! I slap his hand away & make my way to his bathroom.

After I’m as clean as I can be without a shower, I find my g string & put it on to complete my just fucked t shirt look. It is not a good look at all. Conner is back in the kitchen, he’s put on his boxer shorts but all our clothes are still in a pile at his front door.

“There’s wine in the fridge if you want it? There’s glasses in that cupboard there” he points to a cupboard, as I make my way to the fridge, there are three bottles of white wine on the shelf, a Chardonnay, Sauvignon Blanc & a Moscato standing next to a six pack of beer. “I don’t drink wine & I thought you drank that one” He says pointing at the Sav Blanc “but I couldn’t remember so I just bought the popular ones according to the sales dude.” I laugh but then I find it hard to stop. He smirks at me effected by my laughter “What?”

“You don’t drink wine at all?”

“No” I laugh more.

“So you bought three different bottles?” I’m still giggling.

“Yes, why’s that funny?” he acts a little shy but has a cheeky grin on his face

“Nothing at all, it is so cute.” I stand on tippy toes & kiss him on his lips.

“Cute?” He laughs, cocking his head to the side to take in that I just called him cute, I grab the Sav Blanc & reach for a glass.

“Yes, so unbelievably cute.” I’m smiling thinking how boyfriendy that is, Watch it Callan, he is not your boyfriend! Nor does he want to be! My smile fades, he doesn’t see, he comes up behind me, rubbing his hands on my butt as the t shirt rides up slightly with my outstretched arms.

“I thought I told you not to pack underwear this weekend?” Am I staying for the whole weekend? He flicks the band at my hip, I smile, pouring the wine into the glass, I take a sip & turn to face him

“Technically, I didn’t pack them, I wore these here” I say innocently “Well for about seven seconds” He laughs, pinching my rear, he pulls the edges of my g string, sliding them down my legs, with a cheeky grin, I obligingly step out of them, as he stands back up he cups my butt pulling me in close

“That’s better” He kisses my nose, releasing me to cook dinner.

*

Dinner is delicious, he’s a good cook & I wonder where he learnt how to cook, but I don’t want to ask because I don’t want to ask personal questions & get attached to him, which I will if he tells me he learnt from like his dying mother or something. We keep our conversation safe, nothing about our pasts or what we plan for future, just general chit chat I wonder how long that can last? 

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Sure, you pick one, I’ll get us more drinks” I walk to the fridge to grab him another bottle of beer & myself another glass of wine. Conner is stretched out on the couch when I come back, with the remote in his hand, one arm under his head, he looks so casual & sexy in just his boxer briefs, he catches me staring at him with the drinks in my hand.

“You alright?” He asks with a little concern in his voice & starts sitting up to make room for me, I blush Forfucksake! He grins at the sight of my reddening face, realising that nothing is wrong.

“Just admiring” I try to say casually & sexily, but I sound a little stupid but he grins from ear to ear, I pass him the beer, sitting on the couch, my bare ass sticks to it & I realise I’m going to have to be careful if I don’t want to make fart noises as I move

“Oh Yeah? How was the view?”

“Pretty sexy” he chuckles

“So is mine!” He leans over & kisses me, but as he does he puts his cold beer on my leg, I jump & hit his hand away, he cracks up laughing then presses play on the movie. He’s put on The Wedding Singer! I can’t help but smile, it’s one of my favourite movies, Adam Sandler is hilarious, he interrupts my thoughts “Is this movie ok? It’s one on my favourites” I gape at him, we have something in common!

“Me too.” I laugh, quoting my favourite line “I have a microphone & you don’t…”

“…so you will listen to every damn word I have to say” he finishes for me laughing. He leans in the corner of the couch, pulling me back to rest against him, between his legs. It feels so coupley & I can’t help but wonder if it means as much to him as it does me? As much as I keep trying to pretend we are just fuck buddies, I can’t stop thinking about how much I want more & all these little gestures keep making me think he does too.

I’m too distracted to watch the movie & take it in, I’m not even aware when Conner starts rubbing my arm, I’m already in too deep with him. His hands explore their way under his t shirt, across my belly & up to my breasts, I shift a little so he can pull my shirt up & have free reign with what he finds under there. He gently plays with my nipples & rubbing my breasts in a circular motion then he drags his fingers down the side of body & across my pubic line, my body reacts with a little convulsion, he laughs. He sits up, pushing me forward & tugs the t shirt over my head, he pulls me back to lean against him again, I now feel his erection in my back. His legs link around my own, the one on the couch pinning my leg against the backrest, his other leg links around my other leg much the same but he pulls it off the couch so my legs are spread wide.

“Put your hands behind my head.” He whispers seductively in my ear, I obey & moan as the movement pushes my breasts into his hands & leaves me feeling exposed. His hands work their magic over my nipples making me so horny & wanting, I can feel his breath increasing in my ear, which is a turn on its self, knowing that my body is turning him on, he flattens his hands & gently rubs my nipples in an up & down motion. “I want to make you come like this again” I groan so loudly, his words igniting a pre orgasm sensation, I want him to make me come, but I also want him inside me while he does, it’s so hard to decide which way I want Conner. I don’t get much time to think about it, I’m writhing against his body as much as I can, with my legs pinned down so far apart

“Oh God…” He doesn’t stop, it all feels so good, as I arch my back, pushing my breasts further into his hands, my breathing becomes short & fast, he takes this opportunity as he knows I’m about to come, to tweak my nipples, once… twice & I scream out “Conner… FUCK!” as I orgasm, Conner moves his hands down my sides, causing that same convulsion as before, he circles my clit with one hand & slips two fingers in me with the other, I don’t think I can’t stand it, my body instantly builds again, or has it not even stopped coming yet?  I am just making noise, it’s incomprehensible, I try to close my legs, Conner keeps me pinned down, I want move my hands but it feels so good that I can’t bring myself to move them, I tug on his hair, as I scream out again & again, expletives, his name, moans, Ahhhs, I come again within the shortest amount of time. Conner feels me go limp against him & stops stimulating my clitoris but his fingers slowly move inside me. I am puffing so loud, it feels like I may never get my breath back. I am vaguely aware of Adam Sandler singing ‘somebody kill me’ as Conner takes his fingers out of me, running them up my belly, between my breasts, up my neck, leaving a damp trail as he slips it into my mouth,

“See how good you taste?” HolyFuckingShit! That’s so weird, yet so kinky, I start sucking his fingers “Mmmmm, that is so fucking hot Kristie” I’m so glad he can’t see me blush, although it’s such a regular occurrence, that I think he should be used to it by now, even if we’ve only really been together two nights.

He doesn’t release my legs straight away, my arms haven’t been able to move from above his head, Conner caresses my breasts again, this time not in an effort to make me come but just to appreciate them, his tickling my skin all over & it feels so amazing. I am so limp when he does release my legs but they just stay where they were & he has to help move my arms back down to my sides, he wraps his arms around me & he goes back to watching the movie as if nothing has happened.

*

I am being jostled around, I realise its Conner getting up from behind me off the couch, Shit, I must have fallen asleep! The TV is off, he’s now standing over me, I’m only slightly aware that I am completely naked & vulnerable, he bends to pick me up under my knees & back He’s never going to be able to carry me. I try to protest but I am still so blissfully weak & sleepy, that my protests go unnoticed or ignored by Conner & I give in. Once I’m in his strong arms, I nuzzle into his neck, as he walks me to his bedroom with ease, he puts me in his bed, I snuggle straight into the covers, he gets into bed behind me, spooning me, holding me so tight, I fall straight back to a deep sleep. 

#IBD4U

Compared to the weekend, my week is a complete bore. I am so deliciously sore most of the week, I’m reminded every time I move or sit just how amazing the weekend was, Conner really knows what he’s doing, I wonder why he doesn’t have a girlfriend when he fucks like that, do you really want to pull at that thread? No probably not.

“How was your weekend?” Sophie asks me during our morning coffee break on Monday morning, I blush & grin stupidly that she knows something happened “What? Tell me, tell me now!”

“I accidentally slept with that guy Savannah was trying to set me up with, you know the one they call Fleaz” I cringe at the nickname. I’d met Fleaz a few times before & Savannah had told me he was coming to a BBQ & she was planning something about him breaking my drought. But I didn’t even know Fleaz had arrived & then he sat inside, we didn’t even speak, I thought that is just my luck, he wasn’t interested in me at all.

“Accidentally? What, did you fall on his dick?” She cracks up laughing, making me laugh too

“No I mean, it wasn’t planned” she laughs harder

“So if you don’t plan to have sex, then it’s accidental?”

“Yeah, if you don’t plan a pregnancy it’s considered accidental” We crack up laughing

“You’re so crazy! So what happened? How did it happen? How many times did it happen? How big was it?” We crack up laughing again & I recall most of the details for Sophie. She is one of the few people I can say anything too & not be judged or feel stupid.

“What do you think he meant by ‘a virgin wouldn’t fuck like that?’ I can’t stop thinking about it. Why do I pick the only one weird thing about the whole weekend & constantly think about it?” She laughs

“That’s why I love you!” she ponders my initial question “Well usually a virgin wouldn’t have any idea what they are doing & would probably be an average root, so he’s saying you weren’t shit. It’s a good thing Kristie” She claps as if she is proud she deciphered the male brain, that totally makes sense

“This is why I keep you around” my phone beeps, it’s a text from Conner, my face betrays me & Sophie knows straight away

“Is that from him? What does it say?”

“Do you really want to know?” she nods, I cringe, giving her my phone

FB: Just thinking about how wet you were Sunday morning when I woke you up kissing your neck 😉 I blush, of course

“Wow, what are you going to write back?”

“I don’t know, I’m not good at this sexting stuff” we laugh, I’m not a prude but this is new territory for me

“Just write, I love how hard your dick was” Can I really write that? I laughing, reading out loud as I type, she nods & I hit send before I overthink it

K: It’s your hard cock that makes me so wet 😉 Gah! He immediately responds, I can’t help but giggle

FB: Now it is hard…

“What did he say?” Sophie is practically jumping up & down with excitement, I show her my phone. “Whoo hoo!”

“Calm down, I don’t want to make this into more than it is, can we please not talk about this around the office?”

“Just have some fun with it, go bowling” She cracks up laughing

“Oh my god, if you suggest bowling one more time” I shake my head “we’re just fuck buddies” As many times as I say that, I already know for me it is not true, I really do like this guy, I like the flirty texts & can’t help but feel myself getting attached to him. I quickly text back, trying to be sexy

K: I’d suck it if I was there…

FB: DAMN!

*

On Thursday night I’m texting Conner as I’m packing an overnight bag to stay at his house, texting him is addictive

K: What should I bring tomorrow night?

FB: Nothing…

K: Nothing at all?

FB: Nothing, especially no underwear 😉

I put a few clothes in a bag anyway, I don’t want to have to wear my work clothes home on Saturday morning.  I figure I won’t need pyjamas but I look at my pillow at where I have thrown my pyjama’s to see what I would’ve  packed & I realise I’ve been wearing his t-shirt & boxers all week as pyjamas. Not a good start!

Friday at work I am giddy with excitement all day, Conner has been texting all week about this weekend, he keeps saying weekend, not night! I try not to read into it too much. He told me to head straight to his house after work at 5pm. I duck into the bathroom at 4:30 to check my face & outfit. Its casual Friday so I’m wearing slim leg blue jeans with a wide brown belt, I have a white fitted singlet tucked into my jeans with a black tailored jacket that I have rolled the sleeves up to be ¾ length, I finish it off with a chunky red necklace & red patent leather pointy toe closed toe high heeled shoes. I carefully chose my underwear this morning, a navy satin bra & g string set, it has a little lace detailing on the front but it’s not over the top. All day my colleagues have been asking if I have a date tonight, I laugh it off as best as I can, I usually wear flats around the office because I’m always up & down from my desk, but I couldn’t get ‘fuck me heels’ out of my mind, that I had to wear heels again. Sophie gives me the once over & approves how I look,

“Go get em tiger.”

*

On the drive over to Conner’s house, I finally have time to think about what I am about to do, so many questions run through my mind. When I get there will we just have sex right away? When will he expect me to leave? When should I leave? Should I have picked up a bottle of wine, even though he told me not too? Should I take my overnight bag in? Of course you take your bag in! He knows you’re bringing it, he told you not to pack any underwear! My thoughts distract me as I pull up outside his house, I don’t really remember driving here, that can’t be good, I don’t want to sit out in my car like a loser if he’s watching me from his lounge room window, would he be that type of guy? Oh My God! Shut Up!

I get out of the car before I lose my nerve & drive off. I grab my bag out of the boot of my car, taking a deep calming breath as I walk up the driveway, my pulse is racing, I feel like he’ll be able to see my heart beating when he opens the door. Before I can knock, Conner opens the door, he’s casual in loose Levi jeans & a white Rip Curl t shirt, he’s barefoot & smiling like a Cheshire cat

“Hello Gorgeous.” He stands back a step, holding the door knob, letting me through the door, his other hand grabs my waist in between my jacket & singlet stopping me as he leans down to kiss me, his soft at first, then his tongue invades my mouth parting my lips, I kiss him hungrily back, my hands gasping at his hair & arms, he shifts us slightly, kicking the door shut, taking my bags from my shoulder, he lets them fall to the ground near us, his other hand comes up to cup the back of my head, our breathing is so ragged, there is no much heat between us, his hand moves from my waist to my breast rubbing in circles, while he explores my mouth with his own, we’re both making little humming noises as both his hands move to the lapels of my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders, my arms fall back to let the jacket slip down to a puddle on the floor, without pulling his lips away, he moves us again, pinning me to the wall in the entryway. Well I guess we will have sex right away! His hands grope me more now that his can hold me there with his hips, he tugs on my singlet so that it becomes untucked, pulling it up over my head, I return the favour & pull his t shirt as far as I can, in these heels I am more his height but I still can’t get it the whole way off. His lips return to mine more urgently, we both start fumbling in what seems to be a race on who can get the others pants down fastest. I’m wearing a belt & Conner isn’t so his pants slip down first, he steps out of them as I step out of my shoes, he bends to pull my tight jeans down, grazing my leg with his hand as he stands back up to look at me, his hips pin me to the wall again, both his hands cup my face as his brings his lips down for a slow spine tingling kiss. As the kiss intensifies, I can barely restrain myself, I boldly start tugging on his boxer briefs, once they get past that certain spot, I let gravity do the rest, they fall down to our puddle of clothes. I grasp his cock in my hand, he breaks the kiss as he moans, tilting his head back, I start running my hand up & down his length, placing little kisses on his neck, where I can reach.

“Ahhh…” He runs his hand down the length of my body, finding the edge of my g string, he hooks his finger into the elastic & it finds the same fate as his boxer briefs. His fingers find my wet centre, he chuckles, I know what he’s thinking as he lets out a long satisfied moan, his fingers move in a circular motion faster than usual, my legs part as if they have a mind of their own, wanting Conner to tease me more, but he swiftly moves to pick me up, I instinctively know to put my legs around him as his cock enters me hard & fast, I let out a almighty moan,

“Yes…” I dig my finger nails into his hard back, I can tell he’s close, I am too, he really turns me on with just his kisses that I am not surprised that I am always so ready for him, his rhythm is steady, each time he pauses when he’s deep within me before pulling out fast & slamming backing to me. It feels divine, I can’t really move while pinned against the wall so I just hold onto him tight, I know his strong arms will hold  me up. I realise he’s not wearing a condom again, I didn’t ask him to put one on either, I didn’t really expect to fuck him in the hallway, three seconds after I walk in the door! But it feels so much better without a condom anyway, skin on skin, it somehow feels more intimate, but then in our fuck buddy situation that might not be the best idea. His lips come down on my nipple, it interrupts my thoughts as he sucks hard enough to be my undoing

“Fuck me, Conner… Yes, Yessssss…” I am aware that I am exaggerating the S but I can’t make myself stop. I am only vaguely aware that Conner thrusts into me three more times before joining me in orgasm bliss

“Oh, yeah… Ohhhhhh Fuck.” He comes inside me, he kisses from my nipple up to my neck nuzzling there while his body slowly trusts with the aftermath of his orgasm. “Jesus, what are you doing to me?” He whispers, making eye contact with me, he looks deep into my eyes as if he thinks they will give him an answer. He kisses my lips gently, then moves his kisses along my neck where he lets out a deep breath & thrusts slowly one more time inside me., I moan again, feeling him deep inside me.

We stand there, well Conner stands there, I sit limply in his arms, for a few minutes, I don’t want to move, I like being connected with him this way but I don’t know how can he continue to hold me up like this, I am so weak. My orgasms with him are so intense, like I’ve never felt before that I am so spent afterwards that I even have to remember to breathe & I don’t even know if I’ll be able to stand when he does put me down.

He slowly comes up for air, looking directly into my eyes again, pulling out of me, he slowly slides me down the wall to put my feet on the floor, I feel the aftermath of our sexcapades drip on my inner thigh, his hands grab either side of my hips as if he knows I will struggle to stand.

“I didn’t plan to fuck you before you even got a foot in my front door, but that was…” he smiles, I smile, he can’t think of a word to describe it & neither can I “Can you stand?” I nod, not sure if I can, as he stands up straight, releasing me & letting me test my weight on my own legs, he kisses my forehead, resting his hands on my hip he sighs. My nose twitches

“What’s that smell?”

“FUCK” He shouts “It’s dinner burning!”

#IBD4U

I scurry around in a tiny towel looking on the floor for my discarded clothes but I can only find my bra & skirt, which I clutch onto like they are my lifeline. What the hell happen to my G string & singlet? Conner pulls on a pair of black boxer briefs & joins the search.

“Looking for this?” He points at my singlet that is hanging from his 42 inch flat screen TV on his bedroom wall. I blush & race over to retrieve it, Conner playfully tugs the towel as I reach up to unhook the singlet, the towel slips off me easily, I am standing there naked trying to cover up but in the end my attempts are futile & I give up, there is no point now, but I still blush. He puts his hands on my hips, pulling me into his embrace

“You’re so cute when you blush.” That just makes me blush more, I look down but I giggle. He uses a finger to guide my face back to look at him “I hope that I’ve filled the brief?” It’s more of a question than a statement.

“The one that you set yourself?” he nods, I laugh “yes, you get full marks” he grins his cheeky school boy smile & looks pretty pleased with himself. He releases me & turns to what looks like his t-shirt draw, he pulls out a white one & puts it on, before he shuts the draw he pulls out a navy blue one & offers it to me. I greedily take it from him, there is nothing worse than the walk of shame in last night’s clothes. I know when I get back to Savannah’s I’m going to get shit from her & her husband Carter. I put my bra & his t-shirt on, it’s so long, I don’t really need my skirt, but with my g string MIA I feel like I need some extra coverage, Conner holds out a pair of grey boxer briefs, I smile as a way of thanks, I pull them on, thankful that they fit my womanly hips. As I pull them on he looks me up & down, I see his bulge grow in his own boxer briefs

“You’ve never looked sexier” I scoff, folding last night’s outfit in a neat pile to take with me “I’m serious, that is fucking hot!” His eyes tell me he means it, they stare at me hungrily, I look at myself in his wardrobe mirror, He really finds this hot? My hair is wet & an absolute curly mess, I’ve got no make-up left on, I’m wearing his clothes & my legs look short & stumpy without my heels on.

“What this old thing?” I tug on the hem of the T-shirt & look up at him innocently. He groans, running his fingers through his hair

“If you keep looking at me like that, you may never get home.” He smirks “or be able to sit down ever again.” He looks away as if he’s going to blush, pulling up his jeans. I know he needs some reassurance too, I’m brave with his back to me, I wrap my arms around his waist, laying my hands flat on his hard abs, he stiffens but his hand comes up to rest on mine

“Thank you for an incredible night” I involuntarily blush at the memories “& morning!” he turns to face me, placing a soft kiss on my lips

“You’re welcome, I hope there will be others?” Again, it’s a question, not a statement. I blush, I want badly to say ‘Yes’, but I don’t know if my voice will be audible “I’ll take that blushing as a yes?” I giggle, nod & blush more. He smacks me on the ass & walks out the room “Do you want breakfast?” he’s shouting from another room, probably the kitchen, I don’t know where it is, what’s the protocol here? Do I make myself at home or am I confined to his bedroom? One night stands are easy, once you’re dressed you’re out the door, no looking back for lost underwear. This is a new very grey area, if this is going to be a regular thing then I should feel comfortable here but not too familiar, I wouldn’t leave belongings behind, except maybe the occasional MIA g string. But would it be appropriate to bring a bag of clean clothes next time? Aw fuck, this is why you are in over your head Kristie. I groan at my thought process & walk down the hallway trying to find where Conner is banging around. I peek in a few rooms, just to have a look, I can pretty much tell where Conner is, but I am intrigued by his house. It’s all decorated much the same as his lounge room, minimalistic with oversized furniture that takes up the entire room, but hardly any personal effects such as family photos or keepsakes, no clutter whatsoever.

As I enter the kitchen he’s putting bacon in the fry pan, I sit at the breakfast bar stool, this isn’t too familiar is it? “Do you want some bacon & eggs?” I nod, the smell makes my stomach growl so loudly I’m glad that he has the bacon sizzling & the exhaust fan on otherwise I swear he would have heard it. “Toast?” I shake my head

“No thanks, do you need some help?” he shakes his head

“I’m all good, you should see if you can actually sit.” He chuckles, then his face changes as his smile fades “In all seriousness are you ok?”

“I wasn’t a virgin Conner.” He laughs

“No, a virgin wouldn’t fuck like that” Oh My God, is that a good thing? He turns the bacon, smiling to himself “You are tight like one though” Holy shit, did he just say that? I blush, I guess my face may as well just stay red, he serves up the bacon & eggs & brings a plate over to me, sitting in the stool next to me “Really? Are you ok?”

“I’m great Conner, don’t worry. We didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to.”

“Just to clear the air, I don’t normally get carried away like I did in the shower…” His voice trails off, I don’t know where he’s going with this, I stuff too much bacon in my mouth to stop from talking “Yeah, so anyway… my last STD check was all clear.” I chew my bacon longer than necessary because I feel my face reddening, knowing he needs some reassurance again, as I swallow I form my sentence that I didn’t think I would ever have to say

“I had one last month & all was good too.” How odd that I’d never had a STD check before but at my last check up only a month ago, the Dr threw one in for good measure. He turns in the stool to face me, I give him a sideways glance

“I’m really sorry, I’ve never done that before…” Oh my god Whatthefuck hasn’t he done? He looks down as his plate, shaking his head & whispers“What are you doing to me Kristie?” he looks up to meet my gaze, I must look puzzled, “I haven’t… I mean… I’ve never had sex without using a condom before” My jaw drops

“Really? Never?”

“Yes” I still can’t believe it, most of the time you have to force the guy to put one on, even if you tell them that you aren’t on the pill.

“Not even with a girlfriend?”

“No” feeling a little braver at his confession, I ask quietly so he knows it’s not accusatory

“Why did you with me then?” Our eyes meet, I want to look away because I know that I will blush whatever the answer is, but I can’t seem to move, I get the feeling he knows what he needs to say but he needs to think about it, for what seems like eternity for me, I am dying for him to answer the question so that I can get him to talk but I think that will make him clam up. There must be a big reason why he’s always used a condom, but I doubt I am going to find out the reason why today

“No one has ever made me want to fuck them like you do” I blush, HolyFuckingBatShit! He runs his fingers through his hair, “I lost my head without thinking about the consequences.” He picks up the last piece of bacon with his fingers, smiling at the memory “but it felt fucking amazing!” He winks, shoving the bacon in his mouth, I blush & giggle, “So should I drop you off?” Confession time over.

*

It’s about 11 o’clock as Conner picks up his keys, I am standing awkwardly in the hallway by the door with my pile of clothes, waiting to do the walk of shame back to Savannah’s house to pick up my car.  Once he’s pulled out of the driveway, he fumbles about in his pocket, driving slowly as he lifts his hips off the car seat, he pulls out his smartphone & hands it to me

“Save your number under ‘Sexy’ & take a photo so every time I text you I see what I’m missing” He laughs, I can’t tell if he’s being serious, I pull on the collar of the t-shirt & aim the phone down at my breasts & take a photo. He laughs harder, I save the blurry dark photo that you can’t even tell what it is as the contact photo & save my name as ‘S-E-X-Y.’ “When can I see you again?” His serious tone catches me off guard, I mentally view my calendar

“Are you free Friday night?”

“I will be.” His playful tone makes me smile. So many mixed signals, He’s just a fuck buddy Callan! I prank call my own phone from his so his number comes up, I save it as ‘Fuck Buddy’ & take a picture of him driving that I save as his contact photo, he’s laughing heartily but I wonder what he would say if he knew what I just saved his name as. He pulls up at Savannah & Carter’s house, he doesn’t turn off the car, I suspect he doesn’t want to see Carter since they work together, but he puts it in park & turns to face me. “I had a really great weekend Kristie” he leans his elbow on the centre console, his other hand reaches the back of my head to pull me in for a long sensual kiss. I’m breathless when he finally pulls back, releasing my head. “You’d better go before I fuck you in this car.” He grins from ear to ear, it’s infectious, I lean in & quickly peck him on the lips, I get out the car but turn back to say

“My weekend was mind blowing. Bye” I slam the door before he can say anything & see me blush I hear him gasp as I run up Savannah’s driveway.

*

“Well look what the cat dragged in!” Savannah is laughing at me already, looking me up & down “What are you wearing, you tart?”

“Shut up & let me in” I push past her, laughing, her husband Carter pops his head down the hallway, he’s laughing too

“Well look what we have here” Oh my god! I rush straight into the spare room where I left my overnight bag & try to shut the door, Savannah pushes against it, Carter is laughing behind her

“We want details Kristie, you can’t hide in there” I huff, but my face breaks out in a bright red tell-tale sign paired with a cheesy grin

“It was absolutely fucking amazing!” They both hoot, Carter claps while they both start laughing, my phone beeps with a message, I was going to ignore it so I can get away from these two maniacs as quickly as possible but I see out of the corner of my eye the pop up preview of a text, it’s from ‘Fuck Buddy’

FB: Mind blowing huh? Which part in particular? I blush & grin like a Cheshire cat, Savannah doesn’t miss it

“Is that from Fleaz? Whoop Whoop, Kristie’s got a boyfriend, a boyfriend” she chants as she walks away He’s not my boyfriend Savannah! I shove last night’s clothes & all my crap in my bag, picking it up I smooth the covers of their spare bed I never slept in & walk out the room. “I’m not kidding Kristie, I want juicy details” I can’t wipe the smile off my face

“Firstly, he’s not my boyfriend, secondly it was fantastic, I think… no Savanah, I know that it was the best sex I’ve ever had”

“Really?” she hugs me “Are you going to see him again?”

“I think so…”

“Just be careful, he didn’t get a nickname like Fleaz for no reason.” I try not to dwell on his nickname, I’m think I prefer not to know what it’s all about. Finally Savannah lets me leave her house, I quickly pull my phone out before I take off, there’s another text message

FB: My favourite part was feeling you come 😉 Gah! Winking smiley face! I smile at the memory of him saying ‘you have no idea how tight you feel when you come’ I blush again, my mind wanders to this morning’s conversation ‘no a virgin wouldn’t fuck like that, but you are tight like one’ what the hell did he mean by ‘a virgin wouldn’t fuck like that’ I try not to think about it as I write back to him

K: My favourite part was you making me come. 😉  I toss my phone on the passenger’s seat, crank up the music & I drive home trying really hard not to overthink about this weekend or how a virgin would fuck. 

#IBD4U

I don’t want wake up, this sex dream feels so real, I’m hot & sweaty, I squirm in the sheets… there’s a hand caressing my breast, tugging on my nipple, I feel light kisses on my shoulder, across my collar bone, up my neck, there’s a sexy low ‘hmmm’ that breaks the silence as the hand slides down my belly tickling my inner thigh, I moan eagerly, it startles me awake, my eyes shoot open, it only takes a second to realise that this is no dream at all. Where am I? I feel Conner’s mouth making its way down to engulf my nipple while his hand cups me, rubbing his fingers up & down my clitoris. I stretch out lazily remembering what I got up to last night, my muscles are so sore, thoroughly fucked sore, it feels heavenly, I stretch my arms up over my head, smiling with a throaty ‘hmmm’, my legs fall open. 

“Morning sexy” he smiles at me “always so ready hmmm, I like it” his fingers continue leisurely stroking my soaking wet core, I can feel how hard his cock against my leg.

“Morning… Mmmm…” I can barely get that pitiful greeting out. His fingers feel so good, Shit! I’ll have morning breath. I long to brush my teeth before he kisses me, I quickly check by breath by subtlety turning my head & breathing on my shoulder, but I don’t even get a chance to think about it before he is kissing me, our tongues greedily stroke each other, he moves himself to kneel between my legs which part further to allow him access, he swiftly puts on a condom but doesn’t enter me, he slowly walks his hands up the mattress to lower himself so he’s lying flat on me, so our faces are inches apart, his hands run from my armpit up to my hands where he pins them above my head, he moves his hips in an effort to slip his hard cock inside me. As he enters me, with speed & force, I let out a gasp, I love morning sex, what a way to be woken up! With his hands still pinning my arms above my head he begins to move in & out with a rapid pace, I am already close, for me this isn’t going to take long, I sense that Conner is the same. I don’t want it to end, but I also crave that sweet release. As he moves, I can’t help but moan loudly as my hips gyrate to match his rhythm, I lift my legs to wrap them around him, my feet trying to push him harder into me, I’m building quickly, Conner can sense it, he works harder & faster holding my eye contact, it’s so erotic when he does that, but also so intimate, you’re just fuck buddies Callan! I close my eyes & turn my head, letting out a loud moan.

“Look at me.” He’s inches from my face, our eyes meet, his arms outstretched with mine above my head, he doesn’t pay any attention to my clit, he just moves harder & faster, I’ve never come with just a cock before, my body betrays my thoughts & with his next thrust I come loudly

“Holy shit… Aaahhh.”

“Yes Kristie… Yes… Fuck.” He collapses on me, his hands loosen their grip on my wrists, but they remain above my head, I couldn’t move them even if I wanted to, he turns his head to nuzzle my neck with light kisses. Our breathing is rapid, our hearts beating a million beats per minute, my body is still pulsating, his cock still twitching inside me, I take a deep breath but it does nothing to control my breathing “You have no idea how tight you feel when you come” I hear his smile, I feel his eye lashes graze my neck as he opens & closes his eyes, I think he’s doing it on purpose, I don’t care it’s the best sensation. He slowly pulls out of me, he licks one long luscious lick up the length of the back of my ear Fuck! I almost come again. He chuckles as he rolls over to dispose of the condom. “You like that hey?” he’s grinning from ear to ear, with a cheeky school boy look, as he turns back to face me, I still haven’t been able to move anything but bring my arms back down to my sides, he leans in to do it again while brushing the palm of his hand gently over my nipple. My body shudders, Why does that feel so amazing? I mean if you think about it, it’s so gross, he is licking behind my ear. He looks so proud when he leans back on his elbow, his hand supporting his head. He continues to lightly palm my nipple, I squirm under his touch, I cannot be close to coming again when he’s barely touched my clit, can I? “Should I make you come like this?” his palm making light circles across my nipples, I can barely respond, it’ll take a bit more than rubbing my nipple Conner! But my body is betraying me & he is making me come! My back arches, pushing my breast harder into his palm, but he pulls his hand back to keep rotating in soft circles, ignoring my blatant need for something harder, he’s only using one hand but he gives both nipples the same amount of attention. I start to breathe so rapidly & moan loudly, my back again arches upon its own accord, he pulls his hand back so that his touch is light, he grazes my right nipple with his fingers, gently pulling the already erect bud

“Oh… god…” His does the same with my left nipple & I give the same response, he smirks, leaning down to kiss my neck, little feathery kisses along my collarbone, up to my jaw, “I’m…” I can hardly speak. I haven’t even come down from my last orgasm & here I am on the brink of another one.

“I know, I feel it, let go.” He whispers in my neck, his hand increases speed, his fingers flat, brushing back & forth across my erect nipples, my back arches again, my throat moans as I feel my orgasm surfacing, Holy shit, no one has ever made me come by only teasing my nipples before!  He licks behind my ear again & I shatter, its intense, probably the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, my back aches my head off the pillow up to my elbows, I’m practically doing a backbend in bed, my eyes go blurry & I hear myself scream at the top of my lungs

“FUCK!”

*

I don’t know how long it is before I open my eyes again, Conner is lying on his side, facing me, with a huge grin on his face, it is impossible to ignore, my face breaks out into a thoroughly fucked smile too

“Welcome back” he actually has the nerve to laugh, I try to look annoyed, pulling the pillow out from under my head, I try to hit him but he gets hold of it & throws it behind him on the floor, leaning forward to pin me down to the bed, we’re both laughing, This is very coupley, watch your step Kristie. I snap the smile from my face & pull away from him, rolling onto my side facing Conner, as if he knows what I’m thinking, his arms pull me flat against his long body, tightly he hugs me, resting his forehead on mine, letting out a sigh, we lay there for only a minute, before he kisses my nose then he brushes his nose on either side of mine, An eskimo kiss!

We lay there for a while, I don’t want to move but I also feel like I need too, to get away from this intimacy. Conner takes another deep breath & locks eyes with me, grinning in a way that I know we’re going to end up having some sort of sexual encounter, after all that is why I’m here.

“Now I’ve got you all dirty, let’s get you clean.” He slaps my arse gently, I make an ‘ooh’ sound, he laughs, rolls away from me & out of bed. I hear Conner go to the bathroom, I look at my phone, it’s 7:45am All of that before 8am? Wow! There are several missed texts from Savannah & Rylee.

S: I knew you liked him Bitch! Watch out for fleas! Just sayin’

S: I can’t believe you ditched me tonight… it better be good, I will want details.

S: Are you ok whore? Call me in the morning! x. I giggle at Savannah’s texts, she was the one who set this up!

R: Let me know you’re ok. P.S You owe me a girl’s night out!

She’s right, I do. I was there for less than 2 hours & after swearing off men only a week earlier, then I go home with the first one that talks to me! I send a quick group  reply to the girls

K: I’m more than ok, I’m totally, completely, blissfully fucked! Talk later xxx.

Ha! Fucked in more ways than one! I can’t think about that now, I hear the shower running, throwing the covers back, I do not want to miss out on a dripping wet Conner. I peek around the bathroom door, he’s standing outside the glass shower cubicle, in all his naked glory, with his hand outstretched to test the water, he doesn’t seem fazed by his nakedness, even when he’s not hard his cock is impressive, I want to blush but I force myself to be confident, he’s given you multiple orgasms, kissed & touched every inch of your skin, this isn’t the time to be coy. I step into the bathroom, pulling my shoulders back, trying not to look at the floor but I am not able to make eye contact when he looks over at me, I let my gaze fall & I see his cock starting to stand up in attention, that I have that effect on him is enough to make me feel more confident. I brush past him, putting my own hand under the running water to test it, I turn to face him, stepping in backwards I grab his hand to pull him in with me, he growls a carnal cave man noise it makes me giggle.

We stand under the running water, his hands find my lower back, pulling me in close, my arms rest on his chest, he reaches behind me to get something off the shower shelf, he brings it in between us & without words he hands a toothbrush & toothpaste to me. I load the bristles with toothpaste, he opens his mouth, he expects me to brush his teeth? How odd! I can only assume it’s because he doesn’t want to let me go, I hope that’s the reason! I spend a few minutes brushing his teeth, he turns his head to spit out the excess. He shows me his pearly whites with a fake grin, to make sure I have cleaned them properly. I don’t rinse off the brush before reloading it with toothpaste, I make sure our eyes are connected before I put it in my mouth & start to brush my own teeth. He growls again, pulling me closer, this turns him on! I feel his now hard cock against me,I spit out the excess & rinse out my mouth with the running water, Conner grips my hair & his lips hungrily find mine, his tongue parting my lips, once he gains access he massages my tongue with his own, his hand from my hair slides down my front, paying special attention to the erect nipple that is aching for his touch, so soon after being the centre of attention, he tugs gently as he steps forward, pinning me against the cold tiles, his hand keeps moving south, he finds what he’s looking for & my legs oblige by spreading to give him free range, his hand on my back slides down my thigh, gripping it to lift my leg on a 90 degree angle, this easily allows his fingers to enter me, slowly at first, his grins

“So ready again?” he starts darting his fingers in & out faster, his thumb finds my clit to tease, feeling brave, I squeeze his cock  

“When this is near, yes…” I lick my lips

“Damn!” he smiles, then his mouth crushes mine again, his fingers driving me crazy, I can feel how close I am again, his fingers stop, his hand comes to rest underneath my other thigh “put your legs around my waist” he lifts me with ease, impaling me as he pins me to the wall, which frees one of his hands to assault my nipple as he pumps in & out of me, the cold hard tiles on my back are a welcome contrast to the hot skin on skin.

“Don’t worry I’ll pull out before I come” he snaps, as if reading my mind.

“It’s ok, I’m on the pill.” It’s like his cue to go a little harder, my fingernails dig into his muscly back,

“Thank fuck for that” He pumps even harder again “You feel so incredible” I can’t really get my hips to move in this position but as he tweaks my nipple, I come hard, digging my fingernails harder in to his flesh

“Conner… oh… my… god!” His hand leaves my nipple & grabs my thigh, both his hands grip hard, pulling them towards him to gain an even harder thrust, he shudders with no words & fills me with his come. Still pinned to the wall, Conner supports us with one hand under my butt & the other on the wall, his face buried in my neck, I am limp in his arms. There are no words to describe how incredible sex is with him, I am going to be so blissfully sore from these escapades. I’ve had years of absolutely no sex at all & then one really bad lay to this, mind-blowing orgasms! Talk about karmic pay back!

#IBD4U

As he opens his front door & ushers me inside, I suddenly feel shy, after what he’s just done to me in the taxi, the kiss in the bar, the kiss in the street, every sexy thing he’s said, there is no reason why I should be shy, especially in light of why I am here. You are here to have sex with him Callan, this is no time to be shy! But I don’t really know what the protocol is with a fuck buddy, can I take off my shoes?

I look around at the décor in his living room, it really suits him, minimalistic, hip & modern but not pretentious. There’s an oversized low white leather couch, a 65 inch flat screen TV & a huge Max Dupain retro black & white print. The walls aren’t white but are close to white, it smells freshly painted but not like it was done last weekend, just fresh enough that I knew he cared about how his place look. Everything is oversized & manly, but I get the feeling it’s not just slapped together, I wonder if he decorated himself, or maybe an ex did it? Do you really want to go there Callan?

Conner throws his keys on the side table then comes up behind me, distracting my thoughts by kissing my neck & putting his arms around my waist, he steps forward making me move down the hallway towards what I gather will be his bedroom. I take my necklace off as we walk, knowing that it might not survive a night of passion. I can’t hold back my groan, I tip my head back as we stop moving once we reach his bedroom, standing in front of his mirrored wardrobe door, one of my hands reach around to Conner’s neck, his hand explores underneath my top finding my breast, he skims under my bra & finds my nipple. I let out a moan, it feels so unbelievably good & so erotic watching him. His hands move with such ease to the hem of my singlet, as he lifts it over my head, he makes eye contact with me in the mirror, I am so self-conscious that I try to cover my fairly flat stomach, yet I can’t break eye contact with him, he pulls my hands down to my side as his hands continue to the back of my skirt, his hands reach the zip of my skirt & he pulls it down, letting it fall in a puddle around my feet, even more self-conscious standing there in only my heels, bra & matching lace g string, I try to cover myself by splaying my hands across my belly, Conner entwines his fingers through my mine, pulling my hands down to my side again.

“You look so sexy, don’t hide” he traces kisses along my shoulder, pressing his erection into my butt & I no longer feel as self-conscious. I turn to face him, lifting his shirt up to revel his muscly chest, he has hard abs that I can see their definition, I pull the shirt up but he’s too tall for me & Conner has to finish taking it off, my hands get a chance to run down his rippled chest to his belt, he kicks off his shoes, his hands pull me close & grabs my ass, he lets out a groan, I have to arch my back & lean so I can continue to take off his pants. I slowly undo his belt, carefully undoing his jeans button, grasping the zipper & pulling it down, without touching his cock. I can feel how tight his jeans are with his erection trying to escape, I run my fingers gently along the top of his jeans, to the side belt loops & pull them down. He helps me by stepping out of them, he seems so comfortable standing there in only his grey Diesel boxer briefs, he doesn’t make any moves, he holds my stare, his hands resting on the band of my g sting, his thumbs gently stroking up & down, this gaze is too much, too intimate. He is a professional fuck buddy Callan, it’s not real! Hmmm do I really want to think about that?

I slowly bring my hands slowly up his butt, my arms under his, my elbows rest at his hip but my hands skim flat up his back to rest my fingertips on his shoulders, I gently push him down to kiss me, he obliges kissing me passionately, his tongue seeking mine, he tastes less of beer now, just a sweet taste of Connor. His hands caress my back & reach my bra which he unclips with ease, sweeping his hands along my shoulders to pull my bra down my arms, he discards it on the floor, looking hungrily at my breasts, he leans down to kiss one while his other hand teases the other nipple. I arch my back again, throwing my head back to give him better access, steadying myself with my hands still under his arms & up his back. He spends several blissful & tortuous minutes kissing, sucking & nibbling on each nipple, giving each the same attention with his mouth & his hand. I can’t hold in the murmurs that rise in my throat, for two people who are not in love & have just basically defined themselves as fuck buddies, this is the most intimate moment of my life.

He’s also making deep throaty sounds, like a brief hum, low & deep in his throat as he continues to torture my nipples with his mouth, his hands slide down my sides to hook his fingers in my g sting, slowly he slides them down my hips bending as he pulls them further down, he continues his kissing assault in between my breasts, going lower & lower in a straight line, as he reaches his knees, he stops kissing my belly before he reaches that sweet spot, he smiles up at me briefly then looks down to help me step out of my underwear.

My hands find his shoulders to steady myself partly because I am still wearing my heels & partly because I am so turned on I don’t know if I can stand alone anymore, he tosses my g string aside, his hands graze the backs of my legs as he plants soft kisses up my right leg, just above my knee, several along my thigh, his hands reach my ass, he grips it firmly as his kisses continue up my inner thigh, higher & higher, until I involuntary part my legs to give him access, my hands run though his unruly hair, as he starts to lick & suckle on my clit. His hands are holding me firm & keeping me from moving my hips, which are aching to match his rhythm. The low humming in this throat keeps my mind from overthinking about what he is doing to me, I can tell this is turning him on too, he is so good at this, he gently sucks & I feel my orgasm building.

“Yes…. Hmmm…” I can barely form a word, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to stand up for, my knees are weak, I grab a fistful of his hair, without realising I push his head deeper while I spread my legs more & push my hips forward. I feel him respond with a chuckle & he picks up the pace, he sucks a little harder then laps at my clit with soft little licks, I can barely stand it, I rise to my tippy toes as much as I can in my high heels, but he moves with me, sucking again long & hard “Fuck… Conner… Oh… My… God…” I scream, just as he predicted as my orgasm takes over. That was even better than the taxi orgasm!

As I come back down to earth, I settle back down in my shoes & my hands that are still gripped tightly on his hair let go of his locks, he continues to leisurely lick as I my body sends little convulses in a post orgasmic way throughout my weak body. When my breathing starts to slow down, there is no chance of it returning to normal with Conner around, he starts to stand up, licking his lips suggestively.

“You taste so good” Gah! Did he just say that?  I blush. His finger brushes my blushing cheeks “No need to blush Kristie” He holds both my arms out, while looking me up & down, I probably should be self-conscious but his eyes tell me he likes what he sees “You are sexy especially since you are still in those fuck me heels” Shit, are these fuck me heels? Not letting go of my hands, he pulls me closer by tucking our hands behind his back, it’s lucky he is holding me up, 4 wines & 2 orgasms I’m now ready for a sleep. Ha! I think sleep is the last thing on Conner’s mind.

His hands come up to frame my face as he leans down to softly kiss my lips, he takes a few steps forward, forcing me to step back until I feel the bed against my legs, he sits me down carefully, still feathering chaste pecks on my lips, I feel him lowering his boxers, not wanting our lips to part, he takes off his boxer shorts in record time. Round three! I scoot back on the bed, as he crawls up with me, still placing small kisses on my lips,his hand starts to explore my curves & his mouth comes down harder on mine for more erotic kisses & he finally lays down next to me, I feel his naked erection on my thigh, wow, that is… wow! I reach down to take his cock in my hand, I give it a little squeeze & start moving my hand up & down, Conner rolls onto his back, putting his hands behind his head, I roll with him onto my side to continue my pay back, as I squeeze & pump his impressive length, he closes his eyes & savours the feeling, I can feel him starting to build, it’s such a turn on to watch his face as I pleasure him. One of his hands moves to run over my hair, he grasps a handful at the nape of my neck with a sharp intake of air

“Fuck Kristie” he groans as I continue. “I don’t want to come in your hand” he growls, swiftly rolling over, pushing me back into the mattress. He’s lying flat on me, the weight of him is bliss, he kisses me, will I ever get enough of his sweet tender kisses? Fuck, where did that come from? I blink myself back to the present, as if they have a mind of their own, my legs part & Conner brings his knees up by my butt to kneel in between them, looking down at me, I feel so wanton & sexy, he lifts each foot to his shoulder, running his hand over my ‘fuck me heels’

“Don’t take these off!” Man, that is so kinky! With both ankles resting on his shoulders, he slides a finger into me, as if he needed to do any more prep work, he takes a sharp intake of breath, “You’re so ready for me” I groan, he produces a condom, which he slides it on quickly & efficiently without having to take his hands off me for too long, his thumb quickly returns to circle my clit again & again, while his cock rests, heavy at my opening but he doesn’t move, his thumb is torturous.

“Please… Fuck me” I plead, where did that come from? I’ve never said anything like that to a man in bed before. Not even to my only long term boyfriend Dominic, but then again Dominic never said anything like that to me, He also never made you feel this way in the three years we were together? I’m writhing with pleasure, my head on the pillow is turning from side to side, my hands try to reach Conner’s backside to pull him into me, but they fail only just reaching his sides, but not far enough to get a grip on him. “Please just fuck me Conner.”

“Oh, I intend to.” He snickers, so much promise. My hips try to move, but they only cause his cock to tease me more, as I can feel myself start to build again with only his thumb working me, I let out a loud moan of pleasure, Conner takes this as his cue with his free hand, he guides his cock into my entrance, as he pushes excruciatingly slowly into me, his thumb stops moving, he doesn’t take his eyes off me & I can’t look away, I feel every inch of his hard cock enter me, he fills me thoroughly, just when it feels like he won’t fit, I tilt my pelvis up to accommodate the whole length, he groans. He pulls out just as slowly as he went in “Fuck, you feel so good” He repeats the agonising entry & exit, just as slowly as before, his thumb starts to circle again, his other hand tickling my outer thigh, which is still resting on his shoulder. As his thumb works their magic, he picks up the pace too, I don’t know if I have the energy to come again, but my body doesn’t care, my hips gyrate on their own, I arch my back & moans escape my mouth. His free hand softly grazes one of my nipples, springing it to life & then he pinches it as he thrusts harder.

“Ahhhh… don’t stop… I’m close…” he smiles & pinches my nipple again. I can barely see anything, my vision blurring with pleasure

“Yes… Kristie, come with me” he only has to grind into me twice more before my body clenches around him & I scream out with pleasure. “Fuck you’re so tight when you come” he groans as his thumb stops making circles, he uses both his hands to support himself, resting them on the bed by my breasts, he thumps into me a few more times & he calls out “Ohhhh… Fuck…” He was right, that was incredible! In fact this whole night has been incredible, I don’t even know how many amazing orgasms he’s given me, I didn’t even know it was possible to have so many in one night. How will I ever recover from this when he walks away? Don’t think about that now, live in the moment! Pfft, easier said than done.

Conner guides my legs off his shoulders & slumps between them, on top of me, we’re both heaving, sweaty & totally fucked. I can barely keep my eyes open, Conner is still inside me, I can feel myself still pulsing involuntarily, as I try to take deep breaths & slow my heart rate, I can’t help but think about the last 4 hours, that was probably the most intense, sexually charged 4 hours anybody has ever lived, do I want more? Hell Yes!

Conner slowly lifts his head & kisses me, his tongue parting my lips, entering my mouth, probing my tongue into action, I can’t help but respond to this with my own tongue. He discreetly pulls out of me & rolls onto his back, taking me with him, so my head is on his chest, his strong arm around me & with a thoroughly fucked sigh, his fingers begin to tickle my overly sensitised arm that has lazily flopped on his chest.

“Did that pass the test?” he breaks the silence.

“What?” I look at him perplexed, what test? With both his hands are tickling my skin, it feels so fucking lush that I can’t even think.

“The incredible test?” I can hear the smile in his voice. He wants me to pump up his ego, I’ve never been very good at that, he knows he passed, how he can even ask that when he’s still tickling my skin & my breathing has not returned to normal, so I steal Mr Big’s line from Sex & the city, I whisper “Abso-fucking-lutely!”

#IBD4U

Here is another instalment of my fiction. Just as I said before, I didn’t edit this much at all… Some of the references & clothing descriptions, I don’t even remember what was fashionable. But it’s interesting to leave as I wrote it back then!

I look at myself in the mirror of the bathroom, get a grip Callan, you’ve given up on the whole dating/men thing, this isn’t a good idea. I wipe under my eyes, pinch my cheeks & finger my hair, trying to regain some of the confidence I had at Savannah’s house when I walked out of the bedroom. Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, you have to face the music sometime Callan! Now that I’ve run off & hid in the toilet blocks like a school girl, what will he say? I wonder if he left the bar already?

As I pull the bathroom door back, he’s standing there leaning casually against the wall opposite the open door, my eyes gaze up & down the 6 foot man in front of me dressed in blue Levi 510 skinny leg jeans, which not many men can pull off unless they are gay, but he makes them look hot. The tight dusky blue long sleeve Element shirt with three open buttons at the neck show off his ripped chest & strong muscly arms, even though he is completely covered. He pushes off the wall, smiling at me, with those sexy dimples creasing his cheeks, as I walk out. I smile back & start to walk back down the hall find the girls. I have to get away from him but I barely take two steps when he takes a double step, stopping me by putting his hand up on the door frame, by my head, essentially trapping me in a corner. Shit, he was waiting for me? Of course he was! He leans down slightly holding my gaze, I stop breathing & blinking, my heart starts to pound harder in my chest. His aftershave is intoxicating, I realise what he’s wearing, Le Male by Jean Paul Gaultier, my absolute favourite smell. This man affects me too much, I don’t want to say no, my god I want to say yes but I cannot go through another dating disaster. He’s not offering you boyfriend status Callan.

“I promise you” he pauses, not breaking eye contact, he’s so good at ‘the stare’ I can’t look away from him “it will be incredible” He licks his lips & looks at mine. Fuck, Fuck Fuck, I am in trouble! I think he’s going to kiss me; I instinctively lick my own lips. I want him to kiss me, I urge him to kiss me. Please just kiss me! I can’t lean in anymore, I am so scared & cannot afford to get hurt again – even if it is supposed to be stingless fun, I can see myself getting attached already. This is not a good idea Callan.

“And what if it isn’t?” I ask as he smiles

“Trust me, it will be!” His free hand comes up to tuck a wayward hair behind my ear; I swallow at such an intimate gesture. His hand slides down my hair to my shoulder, down my arm, ever so slightly grazing my breast as he moves it down my body, my skin tingles under his touch. His hand finally rests on my hip, pushing me gently back flush against the wall. His other hand comes to rest under my hair at the nape of my neck. He is so close to me, I can feel his breath on my cheeks, it smells of toothpaste & beer. “Fuck, you are so sexy Kristie” I melt. No one has ever said that to me before. Lucky he is holding me against the wall because I feel my knees buckle. I know that I am already in big trouble if I go through with this. He’s looking at me so intently & for so long that I start to wonder why he hasn’t kissed me. He takes a step towards me, his hips pinning me to the wall, he moves his hand from my hip to my chin where he uses one finger to tilt my face up towards him. The anticipation of a kiss is so hot, his stare is burning with desire & I start to believe his words. He slowly leans down to brush his lips to mine for a lingering soft kiss, he takes another step in & both hands frame my face as he deepens the kiss, he parts my lips with his tongue, slowly & sensually he probes my mouth. My limp hands finally find their purpose, one comes up to rest on his muscly arm while the other one finds the back of his neck & grazes his hair. My tongue starts to explore his mouth too, his hands move to the back of my neck while the other slowly moves down the side of my body more deliberately this time brushing my breast, lingering on my hip before finally going around my back to pull me closer to him. I feel his erection against my belly for the first time & I feel myself really surrendering to his kiss.

This is not at all how I expected him to kiss at all, with such passion & tenderness. From his proposition, I expected him to be a ‘wham bam, thank you ma’am’ kind of guy. This guy really can kiss!  He slowly starts pulling away & I can already tell that I want more, he kisses the side of my face all the way down my neck to my collar bone, where he feathers little kisses, then back up my neck to behind my ear, I shudder. Fuck, this is so hot! He looks up, his green eyes blazing & dilated. He rests his forehead on mine, staring into my eyes, both our breathing rapid, he lets out a sigh in what seems like an attempt to calm his breath “See?” Both his hands come up to frame my face & pull me in for another kiss. I lean into several light feathery pecks on my lips. He smiles against my lips & finally pulls away, not letting go of me, obviously sensing how weak at the knees I am. All this from just one kiss? I try to gain some of my equilibrium. How is that going to be possible after what was possibly the best kiss of my life? “Let’s get outta here?” he straightens & clears his throat, grabbing my hand but I can barely speak, I only shrug & nod all in one awkward stupid movement. He leads me out to Savannah & Rylee on the dance floor, they are grinning at me like school girls & they know what I am about to say.          

“Whoo Hoo!” Savannah shouts over the music, I can only laugh & promise to call her in the morning.

Fleaz leads me outside of the bar, never letting go of my hand through the crowds, he waits till I am beside him before he starts walking down the street, he pulls me close by tucking our entwined hands behind my back. As we pass a group of people, we have to move off to the side & almost up an ally way, he skips in front of me & swiftly moves me, a few steps up the ally & against the wall, with no preamble; he kisses me hard & passionately. My hands grab at his hair & caress his arms, he hugs me tightly his hands grabbing my butt, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths like there is nothing else left for them to do. As I feel his cock against my belly, I realise how turned on I am & how soaking wet my underwear is going to be if we don’t get back to his place soon. Fuck! What underwear am I wearing? I involuntarily make a soft moaning sound, he pulls back gently, leaning his forehead on mine, he’s smiling.

“That’s a sexy little sound” His fingers run over my swollen lips. “Let’s go, I don’t want to get arrested for fucking you in the street.” Right now, I think I would let him! He pulls me in front of him, both his hands around my waist, I suspect it’s to hide his protruding erection, we start walking in unison, it feels so natural & easy, alarm bells start to go off in my head, I try to ignore it. Fleaz sees a taxi, he grabs my hand & leads me to the roadside, hailing the cab, holding the door open for me like a true gentleman, I write this off as his how-to-get-the-girl-to-sleep-with-you move. No moves required Fleaz, you had me at ‘so are you having a good night?’

“Um… So… What is your real name?” He laughs & I swear the taxi driver does too.

“Conner” I like that much better than Fleaz, he pulls me into his nook & my head falls sleepily on his shoulder I must not fall asleep in the taxi. His hand is high on my thigh rubbing his thumb back & forth, its turning me on even more, if that’s even possible. I squirm slightly in my seat, Conner shifts too, moving his body sideways in the seat, his arm around my shoulders pull me in for another passionate kiss, he places soft trailing kisses down my neck. Fuck that feels amazing, his hand caressing my thigh, pulls both my legs up over his so I am almost sitting on his lap, his hand moves slowly up my skirt, I instinctively part my legs to allow him access, You’re in a taxi Callan, as his hand reaches my lacy G-string, he groans in my mouth, the taxi driver clears his throat loudly, we stop kissing & I giggle looking away completely mortified but Conner doesn’t remove his hand from up my skirt, he just rubs his thumb up & down where he has access. “Not much further” he whispers into my neck, I can’t even concentrate with his hand moving so deviously between my legs, the taxi driver can’t see what he is doing down there, but he’s careful as he continues to kiss my neck “You are so ready Kristie, I fucking love that.” Shit, he can feel how wet I am through the lace? I close my eyes, tilting my head back on the head rest as Conner continues this sweet torture knowing I can’t make any noise, I bite my lip. “I can’t wait to get you naked.” Oh My God! HOT! No one has ever said anything like that to me before. Conner pushes my underwear aside & his fingers delicately stroking in slow precise circles, my hips start to gyrate with his rhythm, my hands reach up to the roof of the taxi, he slips one finger inside me, then two fingers slowly pumping them in & out, his thumb circling around & around.

“Ah!” I feel my orgasm building, Fuck! Really? In a taxi? & suddenly I don’t care, Conner is kissing the length of my neck, biting my ear lobe, his fingers pick up the pace, swirling around inside me, my breathing is so rapid, I can feel how close I am…

“Turn right here” Whatthefuck? My eyes spring open, oh he’s giving directions. I almost laugh out loud, but his fingers don’t stop, they move faster with a more desperate need, his lips return behind my ear – my secret erogenous zone. How does he know that, I always thought that I was weird? But as he continues to put kisses there, I am lost as his fingers slide in & out of me, his thumb toying with my clit, I come apart in the back of the taxi, I bite my lip to stop myself from screaming out, Conner nips at my neck & I feel his eyelashes sweep open & close on my sensitive skin. I shudder & my hands fall down like limp dead weights. I try to control my breathing so as not to give myself away to the driver, but I fail miserably.

“Next time, you will scream!” he whispers so close to my ear, I open my eyes, he’s staring directly into them with a huge school boy dimply grin, he winks & without breaking eye contact with me, he puts his two fingers in his mouth that have just been inside me & sucks on them, he makes a ‘hmmm’ sound & all I can do is blush. Did he really just do that? I am so thankful for the dim lighting in the cab as we pull up at his house, I swear my face is brighter than a fire engine.

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I posted on my Facebook about a fiction story I wrote & if anyone would be interested in reading it. A few people said yes, so here it is. This story is about a guy I never actually dated & when I recently found the chapters, only then did I tell my friend…

This is completely fiction, some of it did happen as I have written – like the friends & descriptions, but this guy didn’t have a blog post, so this was just my overactive imagination. I will post more if there is positive reaction to this one. I haven’t ever shared any of my fiction work before, except the erotica that I posted on here. This is mostly unedited, I haven’t changed a lot since I wrote this in 2013, except for some grammar things that I noticed. I hope you enjoy!

“That is it, I’m done” I pick my cocktail glass up in a fake ‘cheers’ before taking a long swig. My best friend Savannah gives me a look, a look that says ‘not if I have anything to do with it.’

“No way Kristie, what about Fleaz?”

“Oh My God” I say dramatically “If you suggest him one more time, I’m going to kill you” I roll my eyes. I had met Fleaz a few times through Savannah’s husband & secretly I thought he was really cute but I couldn’t get past the fact they call him ‘Fleaz’, what a horrible nickname! I didn’t even want to know why. He was tall, but then again everyone is tall to my 5 foot 3 stature. His short blonde, almost curly hair was unruly & never looked brushed but it was unbelievably sexy. Why couldn’t I tell Savannah that I had a little crush on him? It might have something to do with the terrible nickname, so instead I spurt my new found philosophy to her

“I’m so sick of everyone coming to me & saying ‘hey Kristie what about blah blah?’ Just once I would like someone to come to me & say ‘hey Kristie, blah blah likes you, what do you think?’ then I don’t have to look like the dickhead when you go back to blah blah & he say ‘Kristie, hell no, not that bitch!’” I sigh & take a swig of my margarita. I could see the cogs in Savannah’s head turning but Savannah had never lived through any of this, she met her husband in high school, I was still on the dating merry-go-round from hell & it sucked.

This year had to be one of the worst year for my dating track record, I was really giving up hope I’d ever find a boyfriend. I had dated so many men with weird stories that a lot of my friends had suggested I write a blog. I did actively want a partner, I was looking for that, but things never seemed to go well with any man that I just didn’t know what else to do.

R: We need a girl’s night out!

Rylee private messaged me Monday morning at work via the messaging system that we probably weren’t supposed to be using for personal use. However this was an emergency.  

Me: I agree, when are you free?

R: How about next weekend?

Me: Perfect! Lock it in Eddie LOL.

Eddie was a game show host & that was the catch phase of the contestants, it was always something we said that made us laugh when we made plans. Since swearing off men with Savanah last Friday night when we a few cocktails, our usual Friday night ritual, this girls night out was just what I needed, dance all night to late 90’s pop music, drink my favourite drink ‘fire truck’ (vodka & raspberry) & not think about any men.

I planned to stay at Savannah’s house, that night, so we all meet there to catch a taxi together into the city, just like old times. As Rylee, Savannah & I get ready, we start drinking some wine. I really felt 20 again, getting ready with the girl friends before a big night out. The only difference tonight is that I’m 10 years older & I no longer care what I look like, I am not dressing in the hopes that some man will see me & fall head over heels for me. I realise now in my 30’s that life is not a romance movie, I can dream up as many scenarios as I want about men & still none nothing remotely close will happen & I’ll be disappointed again. I need to just enjoy being me again, the way I used too when I was in my 20’s.

It feels different to dress knowing there is no way anyone is going to see your underwear tonight, however to make myself feel good, I pull my favourite bra & lace g string out of my bag, putting them on I know this is not for a man, but I feel sexy anyway. I dress in a charcoal sequin skirt, it’s much shorter than I remember but it hugs my hips, covers my butt, enough that I can still bend over & I feel good in it. I wear a plain black singlet, with a long gold necklace with an owl that hangs almost down to my belly button, I pair it with gold hoops in my ears & very high black closed in toe shoes that I know will end up hurting my feet by the end of the night. I never wear a lot of makeup, tonight I have settled for the smoky eye look, which is always a bit hit & miss with me, but I feel like I have achieved what I wanted to.  Rylee looks up from her phone & whistles as I come out of the bedroom, I laugh at her, but inside I do feel pretty good.

As we walk in the bar, the cover band has only just started playing their set, they have been playing around the city for years and they are always good & play a variety of songs so it’s a good way to kick off the night, with a few drinks & some chatting. Savannah scans the place for a table, while Rylee & I head straight to the bar. We order wines for all three of us & we try to find Savannah who is sitting at a table with a blonde guy, he has his back to us & I can’t work out if she’s trying to sneakily kick someone off their table or if it is someone she knows, they are talking to each other & laughing so I figure it must be someone she knows, I can’t work out who it is from the back. Rylee is first to get back to the table with Savannah’s wine, I still haven’t gotten a look at who it is, the table is surrounded by people standing up listening to the band, I try to push past all the people & as I get through the last little group, I clumsily trip over my own feet, stumbling, smacking my hand free against the mystery man’s back, my chin practically hits his shoulder, I almost spill my wine on him as my other hand hits his chest with my wine glass. Fuck! His head turns, inches from my face, his green eyes pierce mine, my stomach flips, I feel like the music has stopped & there is no one in the room but us, then I realise who it is, double fuck! It’s Fleaz.

“Sorry, I… tripped…” I stutter as he still holds my stare, he spins on the stool to face me, helping me stand up straight. There are only three stools, he offers me his, I accept knowing that I may need my feet later for all the dancing, as I slid up onto the stool awkwardly, his hand rests on the small of my back to steady me. I blush like an idiot & he smiles but his hand doesn’t move when I am settled. The conversation carries on, I don’t really hear what anyone is talking about, I am pretending to listen to the band, at least that is where I am looking, but all I can think about is Fleaz & his hand on my lower back, what is he doing here? Did Savannah know he was coming? Why is his hand still on my back?

I hear Savannah say she’s going to the bar, Rylee jumps up quickly offering to help, asking if we want another. This is a set up! They did this on purpose. A blatant set up. I am going to kill Savannah. Fleaz pulls Savannah’s stool a little closer to me & sits on down, our knees are touching. 

“So are you having a good night?” I roll my eyes, what a line! I try to hide my boredom at such an inane question. He smirks at me, but doesn’t rephrase.

“Yeah it’s been fun so far, I love this song” I look around not sure what to say to him, but not wanting the conversation to stop “How’s your night?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

“It just got better.” Gah! I blush & he smiles, those dimples! Picking up his beer, he takes a drink, never breaking eye contact with me, I pick up my wine looking away, trying not to think too much about his statement, you misread every situation Kristie Callan, Watch Out! I take a long over exaggerated sip & when I look back he is still staring at me.

“You’re so gorgeous when you’re nervous.” I almost spit my wine at him. I laugh out loud & shake my head looking at the stem of my glass. Me gorgeous?

“What makes you think I’m nervous?” I force myself to look at him & fail at proving that I am not.

“I can feel it” he winks. Fuck! I look back at the stem of my glass. I can’t keep looking at him. I blush, “Can you?” he asks leaning forward & I stop breathing. I cannot speak. “We would be good together Kristie.”

“What?” I blurt out, almost knocking over my wine in the process, lucky it’s almost empty. He looks around, as if he’s looking to see if anyone is listening.

“You’re beautiful & suffering from a drought, I hear, I’m not seeing anyone & could take care of the situation for you.” Savannah must’ve told her husband Cater.

“Take care of the situation?” I raise my eye brows, I wish I had more wine. Where are Savannah & Rylee?

“Yeah” he shrugs “It would be incredible” I laugh, gaining a little confidence.

“Because so many one night stands are” He smirks, I notice how white his teeth are, imagine them grazing my collar bone. Shit, where did that come from?

“Suppose it’s not a one night stand” Whatthefuck!

“I don’t date” I blurt out too quickly, he laughs & picks up his beer, but he doesn’t drink it.

“Neither do I Kristie” I make eye contact & brazenly ask

“So you want to be fuck buddies?” He shrugs again & downs the rest of his beer.

“If you want to put a label on it.  I like to think of it as two single people having incredible sex on a regular basis, without the hassle.” I scoff.

“Without the hassle”

“Yeah, why not?” I blush yet again. Where the hell are Savannah & Rylee?  Could I have some stringless fun with a guy I hardly know, when only a week ago I swore off men? Not to mention that this guy didn’t even talk to me at Savannah’s BBQ a few weeks ago. No, you can’t have stringless fun with him, you will get your heart involved & then we’ll all end up hurt.

It had only been three weeks since my last disaster & I am not sure I am ready to put myself out there again. Really though, what is the worst that’s going to happen? It’ll be another crap lay & I’ll feel shit about myself again. But this guy is beyond hot, he’s so out there with sexual promise, could he really be bad in bed? There is only one way to find out…

“What are you thinking?” his words startle me from my thoughts & I blush, his grin is from ear to ear, his green eyes sparkle in the dim light “You were thinking about how good it’ll be between us?” He winks again. Swoon! I nervously laugh.

“Do you have a contract drawn up for this sort of proposition?” he looks puzzled, I smile thinking about my favourite book Fifty Shades of Grey, oh how sexy if he went all Christian Grey on you! I don’t want to say no to him, I start to think that I might be able to do this if I just had some sort of a time frame, I think I would cope better, if we said a week, two weeks, just at least a date at which I know he will stop calling so I don’t end up sitting around, eating ice cream, wondering what happened & then I would finally pluck up the courage to ask him what happened, I would get the goodbye text: I’m so busy blah blah blah.

“Do you want a contract?” I shrug & I drink the drip of wine in my glass. I look around for Savannah & Rylee, they appear as if on cue. Fleaz just stares at me as they put drinks in front of us, I immediately pick mine up & take a gulp. He stands back up to give Savannah her stool, he moves even closer to me when he stands up. I don’t know if he is trying to touch me on purpose or if it’s accidental. I secretly hope that he’s doing it on purpose because the way it makes me feel with a simple graze of our arms is a small insight to what the sex might be like.

“What are you two talking about?” Rylee asks innocently, how can I tell her what we are talking about, I blush. Lucky Fleaz isn’t so obvious.

“We’re just talking about this band. They are pretty good huh?” I swig on my glass of wine again, take it easy Callan! Rylee starts talking animatedly about the band & other similar bands. I zone out, I love Rylee but right now, I am not listening to a word she says. I thinking about the fact that I am going to have to be drunk enough to tell Savannah that I want to go home with Fleaz & to actually go through with it but not so drunk that I pass out on him. It’s a delicate balance of the right amount of inebriation to be able to pull this off. Can I pull this off? Fleaz doesn’t take his eyes off me, I down my wine & pull a face at the dryness of the mouthful. I stand up abruptly & shout over the music

“I’m going to the bar.” I feel all their eyes on me as I scurry away. I push through the crowd & find an open spot at the bar next to two guys, I take a deep breath & fiddle with my purse to get out enough money for another wine. That’ll be fours wines, any more than that & the perfect balance may be ruined. I pull out $10 & stare at the wine list trying to gather my thoughts. It really dawns on me that I really want this to happen, I haven’t said yes to him but I know that I want to. I’ve had a few one night stands before that were meaningless, why would this be any different, just because it’s with the same guy on a regular basis – as he put it. Why does everything have to lead to a relationship, why can’t it be honest like this proposition where there is no grey area, will he call or not? This could be perfect for me.

I feel a hand on the small of my back, my pulse quickens, my breathing becomes short & rapid. Wow, his effect on me is instant! Fleaz leans his other elbow on the bar as the guy to my left gets his drink & walks away, Fleaz’s face is so close to mine but he doesn’t look at me, he’s trying to get the attention of the bar tender. He orders a beer & looks down to me raising his eyebrows for me to order my drink. His hand leaves the small of my back as he pulls out his wallet, I feel a pang of disappointment as his hand leaves my back but he quickly pays for the drinks before I can object, I lamely try to give him my $10 but he refuses. As he puts his wallet back in his pocket, he picks up his beer, offering it up for a cheers, we clink our glasses & puts his hand back on my lower back. Why does that one small gesture feel so authoritative & hot?  I can’t even turn to look at Savannah or Rylee, they would be ogling & I hate to think what they are saying.  I start drinking my wine & I see them out of the corner of my eye, get up & head to the dance floor, they start moving with such ease to the beat of the music, laughing & having fun. That was supposed to be you tonight! Instead I’m over here struggling to breathe in the presence of Fleaz.

Sometimes I wish I was Savannah, she met her husband, Carter, in high school & they married in their early 20’s. They adore each other & it makes me so jealous sometimes to see the love they have for one another & here I am a few years older than them still looking for Mr Right.

Rylee has been more like me, unlucky in love. She fell for a guy who slept with her & then told her they would never be a couple. When he had nowhere to live, she offered for him to move in with her, she probably thought they would be a couple in not time, but he was just stringing her along playing the role of her best friend. Finally she realised it wasn’t working & moved out, but of course he then realised what he was missing & started sleeping with her again. He constantly dangles the carrot but she can never catch it.  

“So what do you say?” Fleaz drags me out of my own thoughts. I look down at the wine list again, I have nothing else to focus on & I feel like a teenager for blushing. “I have to go to the bathroom.” Like a coward, I down the rest of my wine & push through the crowd towards the safety & privacy of the bathroom stall.

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