I had had a really hard day at work, even for a Friday, and I was considering bailing out on my date for the evening.

I came home and got undressed, headed for the shower when the phone rang. I answered it unenthusiastically, but just hearing his voice on the other end put a smile on my face before I even realized it. "You gonna be ready at 7?" Well, there went my plans of bailing out. "Yeah, I'll be ready".

I got off the phone and put some hustle in my step...

a shower would take me 30-45 minutes and I only had about an hour. The hot water of the massaging shower head felt really good on my back and my sensitive breasts and nipples. In fact, 5 minutes of standing under that and I was in a better mood already. I washed my hair and face, and scrubbed my body well. After rinsing off, I propped my leg up on the side of the bathtub and squirted a generous amount of pink shaving cream on it. As I was spreading it around, I realized that I must have scrubbed a little harder than usual with the loufa because my skin was tingling it was super sensitive.

I got down my razor, and starting at my ankle, and going all the way to my hip, completely shaved my leg, repeating the process on the other side. Rinsing the razor, I spread a small amount of shaving cream on my stomach and intimate area, relishing in the feeling of my hand on my most private parts.

I again propped my leg up on the side of the bathtub and began to carefully shave, leaving nothing to feel but smooth skin. I washed my body one more time with perfumed body wash and jumped out.

I dryed off, wrapped my hair in the towel, and headed for the bedroom to get dressed. I sat on the side of the bed, and rubbed lotion on my arms legs, stomach and breasts. Pulling on a new pair of g-string panties and a matching stain bra, I began to look for something to wear. I decided on a pair of hip hugger jeans with a wide belt, and a spagghetti strap lavender shirt.

I think the shirt was actually designed and bought to be worn under another shirt...but who cares. I didn't really care if I looked good, but at least I'd be comfortable.

I quickly blow dried my hair straight and curled the ends. Then was putting make up on when I heard the doorbell ring. I knew i had left the door unlocked so I just yelled "Come In". He proceeded to stand in the hall way and look at my soft place as I put the rest of my make up, perfume, and boots on. Then I grabbed my purse, and we were off.

To where, I had no idea, but we were on our way. We decided to go to the next town to grab something to eat.

Driving that far with the window down and the wind blowing my hair and the music playing put me in a much better mood...almost energized me. We got to the restaurant, and I had a Mango Margarita.

One of my favorites. He was just going to drink coke, since he was driving..but I talked him into a little bit of Captain Morgan in it. We ate dinner, had a couple more drinks ok, he had a couple more, I had 3 more and then headed for a nearby club where the music was really loud. Not wanting to mix my alcohol, I decided to just go ahead and stick with Tequila shots.

After about three of those, I was feeling really good, and kinda relaxed at the same time. Laying back on this good looking, good smelling guy I had come out with tonight, I was completely content.

He said something that I didn't hear because the music was so loud. I turned my face toward him to hear him better, and to my surprise he kissed me.

A long deep passionate kiss. He has never kissed me in a public place before, and to be honest, it was quite arousing. I turned on my bar stool to face him and scoot closer so that I could kiss him back a little better.

I had my hands on his thighs with my thumbs dangerously close to his ever growing hard on.

He smelled almost good enough to eat. We both had one more drink, and he asked if I was ready to go. Of course, I had drunk enough that I was ready for just about anything. We got up and stumbled toward the door.

He was still sober enough to drive, but I wasn't doing so well. He practically carried me to the car. We drove home and he poured me in the front door of his house. I managed to fumble my way to the couch, and sat down. He knelt in front of me and took my boots off, and then sat on the couch next to me.

We were both laughing from the alcohol and I layed my head over onto his shoulder. "Don't fall asleep on me" he said. I looked up at him and he pressed his lips to mine again. He is such a good kisser. Why can't I find a guy like this that's actually looking for someone like me? Good looking, good smelling, a good kisser, and fun to hang out with.

The kind that are never for real...

I was thoroughly enjoying the kissing, when I felt him put his hand on my breast, which sent chills down my spine.

Good chills.

A soft moan escaped my lips and he took this as permission to go further. Laying me back on the couch, he continued to kiss my lips, down my neck, my collarbone. Moving the straps to my shirt and bra aside, he kissed my shoulder, all the while intensifying the chills running over my whole body. His hands were skillfully working at my belt buckle and pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them. I pulled both of his shirts over his head in one swift move that I surprised myself by being able to execute. I like the feel of his weight on top of me...

strong, powerful, aggressive, like he intended to take control. He started to pull my shirt up and I protested, wanting to move somewhere besides the couch. He led me towards his bedroom and I sat down on the end of the bed while he turned the stereo on.

He came back to me and picked up where he had left off, pulling my shirt up above my head and removing my jeans and socks. As I lay there in my bra and panties, the chill from the open window felt really good.

I watched him remove his jeans and he climbed back on top of me, giving me another kiss. I told him that while I really loved kissing him...

what I really wanted was to play. He just grinned, and removed my bra and panties and then got totally naked himself. He told me to close my eyes and relax. I closed them and I felt his hands on my hips and stomach as he stradled me.

He kissed me briefly, but intensely, moving down my neck and shoulders again, this time lowering his lips to my breasts and sucking gently on my now erect nipples.

I couldn't help but moan at the feeling welling in my stomach.

He was so good at this..He moved to the other side and placed his lips where his fingers had just been, making me squirm under his touch. He continued kissing down my stomach, using his fingers to tease, pinch and twirl my nipples.

I was already breathing hard enough to put out a small kitchen fire, and he could tell that I was indeed very aroused.

He moved his hands down to hold my thighs as he kissed my stomach, swirling his tongue around my navel ring, making the chills return. By this point, I had my hands in his hair, begging him to bring his mouth down to my wet softness. After teasing my inner thighs a bit, he obliged. He lifted my legs up, bending my knees, giving him better access to the liquid that was already seeping out of my freshly shaved sex. Even still he teased me, toying me in short, quick strokes, barely touching me. I pulled his face closer into me, forcing him to insert his tongue.

He toyed and sucked at me for a couple minutes, making me writhe with pleasure. I pulled at his hair and scratched at his neck...wanting him to suck on my personal place and flick it with his tongue. He knew what I wanted, but he wanted me to ask for it...beg for it. I was too stubborn. I kept tugging at his head, and finally he whispered "Say It.. What do you want?" I kept silent another minute or two, but he could tell as well as I could that I couldn't hold out much longer. I finally gave in and said "...

Suck me...Suck my personal place..I need you to suck it, baby." Immediately, he attacked it with a vengence, an aggression I don't think I had ever seen in him, but I liked it.

He put my legs up over his shoulders, and pulled my softness open with his fingers while he flicked my personal place faster and faster with his tongue. I could feel a powerful orgasm building, tingling in my stomach, I couldn't hold back much longer. As if reading my mind, I heard him say "Don't hold back, baby...lemme have it" Oh, it felt so good to cum all over his face and in his mouth, knowing that he was loving every bit of it. Enjoying the way I taste, the way my shaved softness felt against his face and tongue. I cried out as I came, loudly, and scratched at his neck something fierce.

It suddenly occurred to me that I did not have control over my body, he did. It was a strange, unsettling, but wonderful feeling all at the same time.

If he stopped toying me, I would eventually come down from my high, but if he continued what he was doing, I was going to cum again. I didn't have the strength to request either one, or to make him stop if I wanted him to, so the decision was totally his. I think he knew it. He pushed my legs back against my stomach, never missing a single beat with his tongue still on my swollen personal place and soaking wet softness.

He kissed his way back up to my lips to share the taste of my juices with me, inserting one finger into me and bringing it to my lips. I toyed my juices off his finger slowly, but deliberately while staring him straight in the eye. He was definitely enjoying that. He climbed up higher, keeping my legs pressed up against me, so that I could offer little or no resistance.

Kissing me gently, he took me by surprise when he quickly slammed his hard length into my wet softness. Almost immediately, I felt the tingling in my stomach again, but as I knew he wouldn't cum like this, I wanted to hold out. But God, it felt soooo good. I told him that I was going to cum if he didn't stop, so I wanted him to play me from behind so that he could enjoy the release that he had just given me. He pulled out, and I turned over, holding the pillow under my chest, and scooting my knees up close to me, leaving my softness and soft place well exposed to him. I felt his hands on my soft place and my hips as he moved closer to me. Using his hands to again spread me open, he quickly inserted his hard length again, and started to thrust rythmically in and out of me. I slowly slid my legs together, and then began sliding them down, bringing my butt down out of the air a little, making the space tighter and tigher, until he was actually having trouble getting in and out of me, it was so tight. He was breathing hard, and starting to pick up the pace, so I asked him if he would like me to swallow his load. "OH God! That would be playing awesome...

" he said, so we again repositioned so that he was lying on the bed, with ME between HIS legs. I didn't tease him as much as he had teased me, because he was already pretty close to climaxing. I started to toy his wet, slippery length, while he watched me taking in all of my own juices and loving it. He was enjoying the show so much, he didn't even realize that he had tensed up and was getting ready to cum. I heard him cry out as he grabbed my head and shoved all 8 inches of his erection into my throat. He shot his load straight down my throat, and I closed my lips around the base of his length and sucked with all I had...

wanting to prolong his climax and make it feel really good for him.

I moved my mouth from his thingy to his balls and toyed and sucked them, holding his hands down to keep him from pulling me off of him. It wasn't long before I could hear him moaning again. I continued to toy small circles around his balls and the base of his length, occasionally taking his balls into my mouth and gently sucking or nibbling them. He pulled his legs up and was pushing against the bed, thrusting his hips up in the air, toward my mouth...

definitely enjoying this. I toyed up and down the length of his length and then moved down past his balls and toyed his soft place, leaving quite a bit of saliva there.

What I heard in response to that, was to loud to be considered a moan...

it could have even been a scream.

I pushed his legs up, bending his knees up to his chest, and started flicking my tongue across his sensitive place. I wanted to make sure he was very excited. When he put his hands in my hair and began pulling my head up away from him, I knew he was excited to the point of being sensitive and that he couldn't take much more. I changed my rhythm from flicking across his warmth to making circles, drawing the tip of my tongue closer and closer to him each time. When I had come all the way to his sensitive place, I pushed my tongue inside, and felt him tense up and get chills down his back and legs...

payback are a bitch aren't they baby? I inserted my tongue a couple more times, and he gasped the words....

"If you do that again, I'm gonna blow my load all over the place".

I stopped my tongue, and went back to toying and sucking his length, giving him a chance to calm down just a little.

While I was crouched next to him toying and sucking his length, he started to rub the small of my back and tug on my hips. I didn't know what he wanted so I just let him keep tugging at me. He eventually grabbed my hips with both hands and pulled me over on top of him so that my softness was directly over his face. While I continued to suck his length, he went to work on my quickly dampening softness, toying and sucking like it was the last time he would ever see it. I knew he had wanted to do this for a while, but it took me by surprise that he would be so aggressive in his quest to get it. But I did like it, and it the aggressiveness made it even better.

It wasn't long before I had to stop sucking his length for fear of biting him in my own excitement.

I told him I was about to cum, and he said "Good, lemme taste you...".

I was just about to cum, and I told him I wanted him in my soft place. He willingly agreed. I climbed off of him and repositioned myself with my soft place in the air again.

He crouched behind me and continued to toy my softness, going all the way from my personal place up to my sensitive place, lubing me with my own softness juices. He could see my legs start to shake, and he knew that was his cue to get in if he wanted in....He jumped up and placed the head of his thingy at the opening to my soft place. Asking if I was sure, and if I was ready, he pushed the first inch or so inside me. He stopped to let me adjust to him, using his fingers skillfully on my personal place to relax me and make me wet enough for him to get the speed that he would need to cum. It didn't take long for me to adjust to the size of him in my soft place, and it felt so good I wasnt sure how long I could play like this before I came. He thrust the rest of himself into my soft place, and as I cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, he began pumping his hips into mine with all his strength. I was bucking my hips back against him it felt so good, using my own fingers to stimulate my personal place some more.

I could hear his breathing getting faster and faster and I knew he was as close as I was. This could be the first time we've ever climaxed at the same time, and I dont know about him, but mine was gonna be playing awesome. Before I knew it, I heard him gasp again "Can I cum in your soft place?"...

and all I could muster was "yes"...

and that came out as more of a scream than just an utterance. I wanted him to spank my soft place while it was totally exposed to him, but I didn't know if that would bother him, so I decided not to ask.

If he would have done it though, of his own volition, I would have cum right then and there and probably soaked the bed straight through the covers. Almost immediately, I felt him shoot his load deep in my soft place and thrust against me and stop...letting his length unload in me and feeling the tensing of my muscles around him as I climaxed. We both cried out as we exploded, slamming our bodies together in total ecstasy. When it was over, he carefully removed his thingy from my stretched but still tight rear opening. We both collapsed on top of the covers and fell asleep. It felt so good to have someone next to me.

A friend, someone to share my most intimate moments with.

I awoke at about 530 with a little bit of sun peeking through the open window blinds. I lay there watching my friend sleep, knowing I would have to leave soon. I kissed him full on the lips and didn't even awake him, so I knew he was truly exhausted.

I crawled down the end of the bed and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I washed my hair and my body, and was just starting to rinse off when I heard the bathroom door open. He stepped inside the shower with me and turned so that he was under the water and I was at the other end of the tub. He gave me one kiss on the lips and a warm, comforting hug.

I finished showering without either of us uttering a word, and got out to dry off while he washed his hair and rinsed off.

When he came out, I had gotten dressed and was waiting for him on the couch. He got dressed and took me home. As I went to get out of his car, he grabbed my arm gently and turned me around to face him.

"Last night was totally playing awesome..I've never experienced anything like it..

" I smiled and said "Me either...

I'm glad you enjoyed it." and gave him a quick, but meaningful kiss on the lips, not bothering to close my eyes.

I went in the house, and straight to my desk to make a journal entry.

"This is definitely going to be a good one" I thought to myself with a smile on my face.