Members' Entry 003

Vacation Fling

I just came back from vacation. Overall, the week was enjoyable. The weather was amazingly warm and sunny. I visited a few of the places that tourists visit and did a bit of shopping. More importantly, I met this great guy, Nick. A friend of a friend, you could say. We had incredible chemistry. The moment I met him WOW. My body went into orgasm preparation. Tingly feelings everywhere. One night a bunch of us went out dancing. Nick and I shared a moment or two. I did my typical sexy dancing moves. A little bit of grinding, a touch here and there. I was hoping to make an impression. On the way back to the hotel one my friends mentioned to Nick that I had a boyfriend. I was kind of pissed off because I wanted to tell him myself. Now, I thought, my chances with him were over. When we got back to the hotel a few of the people (Nick included) went to the bar. I was feeling bad so I opted out. The next morning we spent the day sightseeing. I was feeling more hopeful so I stuck by Nick. Things seemed to be progressing. Then the friend from the night before began talking to Nick about her love life. She was seeing a guy back home but didn't mention him at all. I thought she might be interested in Nick, but I persisted. The feelings I had for Nick were so intense I could not ignore them. Finally, that night things happened. He invited me and my friend to a party his friend was giving. On the way there he accidentally turned on the heat for my seat. I joked that it must have been an old frat prank of his. Turn up the heat and maybe the girls will complain of the heat and get undressed. I was being so subtle (sarcasm). The party was fun. I had a few drinks and became very chatty. I was talking to Nick and this girl about relationships. I thought, what the heck, I'll tell them about my open relationship with James. (Very subtle -more sarcasm). Then we were alone (everyone else was either dancing or watching the dancing). I told him straight out that I was attracted to him. He told me that he had thought so, but I had been running hot-cold. Luckily, we sorted it all out. From that point on, things accelerated quickly. We went to his place. A very romantic drive. It was quite late at night. Very dark with a big glorious moon out over the ocean. I would have loved to have gone out on the beach but it was way too cold to have some "fun". About five minutes from his place I asked him what he liked sexually. Oral sex was high on his list (oh, what a surprise!). Perfect, since cock worship is favorite activity of mine. So I began stroking him through his pants (so high-school, I loved it!). Mmmm he was kind of big (I have such good luck in this department). Then he stroked my leg. I wanted him to touch me, but he stayed on my thigh. I leaned over to rub my face on his crotch. I kissed him through his jeans and I couldn't wait to get to the real thing. Then I realized we hadn't even kissed on the mouth, so I sat up and we kissed for a bit. By this time we were parked in his driveway. After the kissing I pulled him out of his pants and began to lick and kiss his cock. He was so smooth and hard. I took him into my mouth. He felt so good. I was going a bit crazy so I suggested that we go inside. Once inside, things heated up pretty quick. Right by the door, in the hall, I dropped to my knees and gave him head. Man, I loved this guy's cock. We took a little break and headed to the shower. I love taking a shower with a new lover. It gives me the opportunity to see his or her body up close and personal. He had a fabulous body (He is an incredible athlete). After the shower we toweled off and made out for a little while. Then off to the bedroom. More oral sex. This time reciprocal. Very enjoyable. And then finally, SEX. Now, I like it hard. Sometimes I forget that I like it harder than most other women. I think he was surprised how hard I can take it. For the most part we had sex with me on my stomach, half off the bed, and him entering me from behind. He held me close as he came. It was amazing. Very intense. This was the first time. We did it again on the floor in front of the tv. However, he didn't come this time. You could call it foreplay for later. We went to bed. It was about 4am by this time. At around 6am I woke up and had to have Nick again. I don't know what it was about him, but I was drawn to him, needed him...it was almost an instinct to fuck him. I woke him up by licking his cock. He got hard very quickly. Then, I straddled him and he slid right in. I was quite wet. I went up and down two times and then I came. Its rare that I come from penetration alone (and so quickly), but I suppose this was no ordinary sexual experience. I rode him for awhile and then he came. I was exhausted. We went back to sleep. Then, at 9 or so I needed some more. I gave him head and sucked and licked him until he came. He tasted so good. That night (and morning) was an awe inspiring experience. I still feel a little tingly when I think about it. He was a great lover. Very sensitive and generous. I was so attracted to him. I hope it was mutual. By the way, Nick makes some great sounds when he has sex. I like a little noise during sex. I, on the other hand, was kind of quiet. Very unusual for me. Due to my lack of vocalness he wasn't so sure of how many times I had come (for the record 7- though that isn't my all time record-which is 12- is this confusing you? -sorry). I feel kind of sad that I probably won't ever see him again. Though it might be a good thing that I don't. I don't think that I could handle such intense feelings on a day to day basis.