A potentially great girl, if only she could drop the theatricality
| |  | Kissing
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| | | Oral sex without a condom |
| | | Reverse Oral |
| | | Fingering |
| | | Penetrative sex |
Daniella opened the door and got me seated on the sofa with a soft drink. She was friendly and welcoming which soon progressed to light kissing. My hand roamed to the inside of her red stockinged thigh and up to her breast. She laughed and leaned back, my hand was icy cold after walking through the city centre.
A shower warmed me up and the sight of Daniella in her red underwear as I came into the bedroom soon had me forgetting the cold weather. I kissed her and pulled her down on top of me. Two pecks seemed to be about her limit before she turned her face and directed her lips against my neck while taking off her bra. She has lush, soft breasts which I enjoyed kissing, licking and sucking. This made her smile and moan and grind her warm pantie clad crotch against my cock. It was at this point that it first crossed my mind that I was in the middle of a porn film. She manoeuvred herself out of her panties and I pulled her hips down over my mouth. Her moans grew louder, suspiciously quickly as she ground into my face. My tongue flicked alternately at her clitoris and the opening of her vagina as her hips bucked. She demanded I suck her clitoris and I willingly obliged. She lifted her hips slightly which meant I had to strain my neck upwards to continue licking her. I put slight pressure on her waist to lower her down and she responded but only briefly.
OK, I thought she doesn't want to come. She knelt beside me and took my cock in her mouth. Her warm, wet lips felt fantastic against my glans. She went a bit deeper and got a lovely rhythm going with her hand. Soon she was making gagging sounds in her throat which was odd because she didn't have me deep enough. I ignored it and cupped her breast and soon enough felt myself on the brink.
I called a halt and we shifted on the bed so that she was on her back. I massaged her clitoris and pussy lips as I kissed her mouth. Again she turned her face away, too subtle to be a shun, it was more of a misdirection - she clearly wasn't comfortable with that kind of intimacy. I licked her breasts as I divided the attention of my hand between her clitoris and finger fucking her. She was incredibly wet and I was getting massively turned on as her tongue worked it's way into my ear. I love this and she was making me tingle all over. I told her I needed to fuck her so we got on the condom. The elastic was very tight so I guided myself in quickly, afraid of losing wood. I thrust gently and built up a rhythm as she moaned theatrically. I shifted my weight to my elbows and got closer to her. I moved my face close to hers, momentarily forgetting her kissing taboo before concentrating on working myself to a climax.
She removed the used condom and disposed of it in the bathroom. When she returned I asked her to lay face down on the bed so I could massage her back. I stroked and kneaded some nicely scented oil into her back, shoulders and buttocks. Her skin was lovely and soft and a pleasure to touch. We chatted easily about this and that but sex was never far from my mind. She certainly had something because only a few minutes after my climax I was hard again without any direct stimulation from her. My fingers glided smoothly from the inside of her oiled thigh to her pussy lips, then suddenly without remembering how we got there we were in 69. I licked as she sucked and I remember thinking how sweet she tasted. I put on the condom and we found ourselves in the doggie position. I massaged the end of my cock down her buttocks and gently found her opening. I let myself in, savouring that first sensation of being inside which if I live to be a hundred will never cease to tire me. I began with long slow stokes, pulling myself back so that only the tip of me was still inside her before slowly going in to the hilt. I continued like this because the friction of her pubic bone against my glans was incredibly horny. Aware of time and it being round two I began thrusting quicker and harder. Her moans became louder, obtrusive and theatrical. I glanced in the mirror and saw that her facial expression bore no relation to the sounds she was making. I blocked it out and forced myself to concentrate on my own climax.
I showered again and we sat on the sofa for another drink and post coital chat. She was very friendly and likeable. I especially liked how her hand rubbed my thigh unconsciously during the conversation. She led me to the door and we kissed goodbye.
The experience was highly sexual throughout. It's very rare that I can be almost immediately sexual after a climax. It was a shame she felt she had to deliver the " porn star experience " It's great when girls are genuinely transported and multi-orgasmic but for moans to be exaggerated and delivered as a performance doesn't do it for me. It would be great if she could just relax and not feel the need to go over the top.
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