Three years of waiting and Saturday made it worth it

After three years of knowing each other we finally had sex, and it was incredible.

We met through a mutual friend at her birthday party. The girl was flirty from the start, but having that friend in common kept things from going anywhere. Time passed, we'd message occasionally, nothing serious came of it.

Jump to last week. We started texting again and things escalated fast. It got sexual, she sent me photos of her breasts and her full body stretched out on the bed, and I sent some back. After two days of that I invited her over for Saturday.

We both knew exactly what was going to happen, but first we just sat in the living room and talked. I went to make her a drink and she came up behind me and hugged me from the back. Nice enough, but even nicer when her right hand slid down toward my cock, which, predictably, started responding immediately. I turned around and we kissed properly. One hand on her ass, one on her breasts, I was already fully hard but still in my trousers. She undid them and pulled them down to my ankles, then slipped her hand into my underwear, and the moment she felt me she smiled that provocative smile and said "hello."

She pulled my underwear down, dropped to her knees, and said "this is what I came here for" right before wrapping those red lips around my cock. She gripped it with one hand and started sucking slowly, holding eye contact the whole time, which does something for me every time a girl does that. The other hand was working my balls and she was making soft little sounds. There I was, getting excellent head in my kitchen, thinking, why did I wait so long for this.

Then she picked up the pace, taking me all the way in and getting a little louder. My knees were actually trembling. She moved to stroking me while sucking my balls, still with that wicked smile, still with the eye contact. I pulled off my shirt and told her to stand up. She did, we kissed again, and I got her blouse and bra off. Her breasts were small and perfectly shaped and I spent time on her nipples, licking, sucking, kissing. Then I told her to come with me and led her back to the living room. She played innocent and asked where I was taking her, what I was planning.

I sat on the couch and she stood there completely naked giving me that look that said she was in charge. She climbed on, grabbed my cock, and started rubbing her pussy against it. "Does that feel good? Do you like that?" God. She was already so wet. Then barely ten seconds in she moaned loud and said "God, I already came." Then our eyes met and I felt my cock slide into her tight, warm, wet pussy and I was completely gone. She kept smiling and started riding me slowly, moving her hips in a way that was genuinely hypnotic.

She picked up the pace. Almost immediately she had another orgasm and pulled me out and squirted a little. Wow. At this point I understood this girl was going to come a lot. She seemed slightly embarrassed but I told her to keep going. She smiled, slid me back into her soaking pussy, and rode me like she had a point to prove. I mean actually wild. Slapping her ass, sucking her breasts, kissing her, just watching her body. She squirted again, more this time, face completely flushed, said "oh God, sorry," but I shut that down with a kiss and went back inside her. I'm calling the cleaning people about the couch later.

We kept going and I was so turned on I was getting close, so I told her "stay still, don't move." She understood and stopped completely, just breathing fast. We looked at each other, both smiling, holding there for just a few seconds. Then we went again and she kept coming, several more times. I don't think I'd ever been that hard.

"Let's go to the bedroom." She stood, grabbed my cock, and led me there. She wanted to ride again but I wanted to be on top, so I pushed her onto her back, spread her legs, and started fucking her properly. She said "don't come inside me, I'm not on the pill" (she hadn't been with anyone for just over a year). That thought alone turned me on so much I started going as hard and fast as I could, to the point where she was coming one after another, squirting again and again, screaming "how are you doing this?" She was getting so much pleasure she could barely hold herself together. I stopped for a second and looked at her flushed face. One more stroke made her come again.

Her pussy felt so good that for a second I genuinely thought, to hell with it, let's just do it. Knowing she wasn't on the pill was making everything more intense. She must have sensed I was about to go over the edge and said "not inside!" So I pulled out just in time and finished with a large, warm load across her stomach and breasts. Best orgasm I'd had in a long time, best pussy I'd had in a long time.

We lay there smiling, naked on my completely soaked sheets, her body covered in my cum. She said "wow, I lost count of how many times I came." We showered together. She couldn't stay the night unfortunately, so she left after a while.

It's Monday now and I can't stop thinking about Saturday. I know she feels the same because she's already sent me a photo of her hand between her legs saying "touching myself thinking about us."