I hadn’t been able to see Christopher in a while with Covid shut downs and some personal issues that he was dealing with so I was thrilled when we were finally able to get together recently. The bars, most restaurants, and nightclubs were still closed in Phoenix so we just grabbed some Italian food to go and went to his place for dinner. We got one chicken dish and one pasta dish so we could just try both and of course a bottle of red.
We sat at the bar in his kitchen and enjoyed our food and wine. It was from a local place that neither of us had been before. I do like to support the locally owned restaurants and it was good so I hope we can actually eat at the actual restaurant sometime in the future. His hand rested on my thigh as we laughed and caught up, kissing from time to time. I had missed him, although we still chatted frequently, it’s always so much better to visit in person.
After dinner, we took a his dog for a walk and enjoyed a smoke. It had been scorching hot in Phoenix lately but I always enjoyed summer nights. Even though it’s still hot, I enjoy the darkness and the fact that I can wear cute sexy dresses or shorts. I don’t like to be cold and bundling up. I’m a Phoenix native so I will take the summer heat over the cold winters elsewhere. The few times I saw Christopher last summer, there was a monsoon with rain and lightning each time that I saw him. We were hoping for a storm but not tonight, so we just decided to head back and get naked.
We went to his bedroom, bringing the last of the wine. Christopher put on some music and we got undressed. We kissed as we sat on the bed and soon he was telling me to lay back and kissing down my body towards my pussy. He looked up at me and licked his fingers before starting to attend to my clit. He was so sexy to watch between my thighs. I arched my back as his tongue began to graze across my clit. I reached down to rub my fingers through his soft hair.
As he continued to alternate between his tongue and his fingers along my lips and tending to my pussy, I began to moan. I lifted my hips upward as he started to moan against me. The sensations were overwhelming and I could feel myself nearing orgasm. I think I alternated between moaning, “Fuck!” and “Oh, God!” as I began to throb against Christopher’s mouth.
He came back up to hold his me and kiss my neck as he grabbed my breasts. I could feel his large erection against my thigh. He was breathing heavily as I grabbed the head of his cock. I squeezed tightly before he got on his knees and I changed from stroking to sucking, (tasting a little precum already) and licking it around the head. I took it back into my throat but was stopped sooner than expected. Chris told me that since the last time that I saw him, (we only had an oral adventure), he had been wanting to fuck me.
He grabbed a Magnum condom and started to get into missionary position. We were kissing, our breath intermingling, as I started to feel the penetration. With Christopher, the penetration lasts a long time. He likes to enter me slowly and he has a big cock. Sometimes it feels like he just keeps getting deeper and deeper. He pulled away from kissing me as he started to move in and out of my pussy. He fucked me harder and harder. He looked into my eyes before putting my ankles up on his shoulders.
He was kneeling and thrusting deeply into me as I grabbed my own feet which were on his shoulders for balance. I bit my lip when he reached up to rub my clit as he thrust. I was hoping for a second orgasm so that I could get that nice throb on his big cock. Size does matter sometimes. He moved my legs around and continued to fuck me before asking me to get on my knees.
As he fucked me on my knees, I stretched my arms outward, clutching the sheets. I was so close to cumming and thought that Christopher was too. I reached underneath myself to rub my own clit as he grabbed my hips tighter, pulling me on and off of his cock. I came and he slowed down a bit, telling me get on my back again.
He kissed me deeply, sliding back inside of me. He didn’t move me around this time and actually seemed to be fucking me slower, but deeply. He leaned back and looked at me telling me that he was going to cum. I could feel it inside of my pussy, his thick cock throbbing as I looked up at him, loving to watch him cum. He held his cock inside of me as he caught his breath and slowly pulled out.
I laid on his chest afterwards and we chatted and laughed. I ran my fingertips up and down his chest remembering that Christopher really liked to have tickles and rubs (as we called them) after sex. I told him to flip over and sat on his lower back. I grazed my fingernails up and down his back. I would change to a light massage with my hands on his neck and shoulders before rubbing my fingers in his hair. He may have moaned more from this than the fucking part. I sensed that he was needing a little tenderness so I continued his little massage session until he was almost passing out.
I dismounted and laid back down next to him, finishing my wine which was on the nightstand. He grabbed his own to finish and we laid together a bit longer, caressing one another before I told him that I was dying for a cigarette. He is only a part time smoker but understands my cravings. We got dressed, cleaned up a bit and went out for another little walk. We hung out just a little longer on his couch discussing what a nice night we had. It’s so difficult to get close to anyone at the moment so I appreciate these moments of intimacy. My hotwife life has slowed but I’m still lucky to have Christopher in my life as both a friend and a lover. I’m glad I could be there for him too. Being a young single man must be so difficult during the pandemic. I know it must get lonely at times. He’s good to me and I’m glad that I can at least share some intimate moments with him even if it’s not very often.
-Juliet Adelaide
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