Otherwordly

My name is Jessica, and I have had plenty of boyfriends through the years. I am sort of a social butterfly, also a hopeless romantic, and a tad sensible. I also enjoy sex a lot, but only if it’s passionate and sensual. Last year, I was dating a guy I met on my previous work as a waitress, and I really liked him. Our split left me quite damaged and broken, but now I was ready to look for love again.

And without looking much for it, I found it. Well, maybe not exactly love, but things were shaping up quite nicely for me and my new guy so far. Enter Derek, a guy I met at my friend’s birthday party. Derek was very nice to me since day one, but I did not pay much attention to him, to be honest. I think I was still not completely over my ex to like pay attention to others.

As time went on, Derek started to have his presence be felt more in my life. He continuously texted me and asked me out, and I had to decline many times. It’s not because he was annoying, not at all, or because he was ugly (he’s actually pretty handsome), but because I was not really ready or in the mood to be dating somebody just now. However, eventually, with time I let him into my life. He kept trying for months, and his dedication ended up being attractive to me.

He would usually take me out to fancy restaurants, the movies, and late night walks in the park. He is a really sweet man and never shied away from opening up to me and putting me first. All in all, he was a good egg. I started to get cozy around him and we started to go out even more, so much that some friends thought we were dating.

At this point I was not totally over my ex, but while going out with Derek, I really did not think much about him. He was both a good distraction and a very healthy person to have around for my overall mood. He was really nice to me and always looked out for me. Then, one night, he asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend. I had seen this coming, so I had thought about my answer for it already.

He took me out on a nighttime picnic, all set up with romantic candles that smelt like vanilla, and food made by himself, some turkey sandwiches and fine wine. We went to a high cliff that overlooked the entire town, and it was rather cold. After we ate, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and it really did caught me off guard. I mean, I had thought about this, but the entire set up caught me off guard. It was better than I expected. I said yes, by the way.

He seemed unbelievably happy with my answer! It made me sort of happy to see him being so happy. We made out under the stars in the cold cliff, then he drove me back home. I remember the drive back home was longer than the one to the picnic place. Maybe he took a longer way just to stay with me for a little longer.

We continued going out, and our friends got used to the sight of us together. We have been dating for 3 months now. He was, apart from romantic, smart, dedicated and sweet, good at sex as well. Not good in the sense that he fucked like a damn porn star, but in the sense that he fucked me very seductively. The first time we had sex was at his parent’s house, actually, once when they asked him to watch over the house while they were on a trip.

He invited me to take care of the house with him, and of course he took the opportunity to have memorable sex with me. On the first night, we had dinner in his parent’s queen sized bed, then we began to make out. He undressed me slowly and kissed me all over my body as he proceed to take off my clothes, then he slowly undressed in front of me. Stripped down to his underwear, he took my panties off and began to eat my vagina softly, diving his tongue deep into me and causing me to gush a little.

He was very good with that tongue. I can’t recall the last time I had such pleasurable oral sex given to me. He just continued to eat my pussy, then began to finger me slowly. He got me wet and loose in moments, and he knew what he was doing. He took his boxers off, then proceed to tease my pussy with his hard cock, slapping it softly using his shaft and rubbing my pussy with it. It really turned me on.

Then, in a swift and sensual motion, he dove his cock inside of me, and began to ram me, first going in fast and with force, then slowing down and thrusting inside of me sensually and really pleasurably. I was feeling an internal itching from how good he was fucking me, and by that I mean my vagina was shaking with his cock inside. He pulled out for just a bit and that had me squirting over him, getting his parent’s bed all messy.

“We’ll have to clean this” said Derek as he proceed to put his dick inside of me again. He once again fucked me hard in the beginning, then slowed down as he continued to fuck me, so that he would not get tired or come so soon. He pulled out, then bent down to eat my pussy, catching my vaginal juices with his mouth as soon as I gushed, his tongue once again exploring my warm insides.

He put his dick in between my tits, then began to jerk off using them. I licked the tip of his dick as it came out from between my tits, and after a few moments he let his load out on my chest and part of my face, it was sliding down my neck. I swallowed it, and he bent down to kiss me while directing his hand to my pussy, clearly wanting to give me pleasure for a little while longer.

He fingered me slowly at first, then built up speed as he put more fingers into my already wet, red vagina. Red because of the fucking I had just received. He made me gust a few more times, each time wetter than the last. No other guy had made me come so many times in a single sex session. Props to Derek for being so damn good at fingering and fucking a pussy.

We laid down on his parents’ bed after changing the sheets, and we cuddled and talked until we fell asleep. The following day we had to do laundry of course, and we also fucked over the washing machine while it was performing its job. It was both weird and very arousing to fuck over that machine, because I found the vibration of the machine to be very stimulating for my vagina.

Derek and I have been dating for a while now and the experience has been otherworldly. I think he really likes me, and I have grown to completely forget about my ex. Sex also has gotten better, since we have fucked in different places and performed different poses, and also used toys here and there to help us with the pleasure and have a bit more fun while fucking.