We all know that first dates for the past year or so have been proving difficult. I’m fortunate that I have a couple of men in my life that are somewhat reliable play partners so I haven’t really suffered too much. My blog has suffered. I have a great sex life with my husband and there are a couple of regular lovers that I see. The regular guys that I have seen, I have seen for years. I cherish my relationships with these men but I’ve written about them extensively so it makes for a repetitive blog. I am happy but I miss the thrill of the new guy in my life. I have had a few promising conversations on dating sites but little has panned out. Covid has made meeting new people taboo. I figure that I can live my life or fear my death so I choose the option that’s much more enjoyable.
I had a great first date with Joey the other night though. He is in his late twenties and seemed to be both attractive and intelligent based on our few chats on Bumble. He asked me to dinner and I was excited by the idea of a Saturday night dinner invitation. I checked with the hubby and he was fine with me trying a first date, a rarity these days. I got ready and reconfirmed with Joey before I left the house. I have actually had a couple of douchebags that I had made plans with but who ghosted me the day of our date in the past few months. I can’t believe that people are so inconsiderate but they are. I always insist on a same day confirmation now. A woman will buy a new outfit, have her hair and nails done to prepare for a first date. Not me, but some women do. The inconsiderate pricks who cancel dates… well, I wish an Italian curse on you.
I chatted with Joey on Bumble a few times and I wanted to meet him. He was a 27 year old professional type that had recently relocated to Phoenix. He seemed eager to meet me and was intrigued by my lifestyle. I chat with quite a few men who act intrigued by my hotwife lifestyle but it rarely pans out. Joey seemed an adventurous type so we agreed to meet for dinner at a local Mexican food restaurant. Any local Mexican restaurant may be my favorite first date. I grew up in Arizona so an appreciation for Margaritas is almost a requirement to date me. It’s my favorite cuisine and a dinner date is still the best way to get to know someone….food, drinks and chat . It’s traditional but it can be very sexy.
I liked him right away. He was prompt to text to advise me of a short delay. Even masked upon arrival, he looked sexy. We had a short wait for a table, so we got to unmask and chat outside while we waited. I knew that I would be fucking him later that evening immediately. He was just my type. Even once we sat down, my weird, quirky lifestyle only seemed to turn him on. I liked his smile. We enjoyed good food and good conversation. Joey complimented me a few times, and I’m not going to lie, that helps. He made me feel sexy.
I found myself texting my husband to see if it was alright if I continued my date with Joey at his place. He said it was fine if I felt comfortable with him and to check in once I get to Joey’s place. He told me to have fun but be safe, a gentle reminder to use condoms if I fuck him. I let Joey know that I could come over and we were soon walking out to the parking lot after dinner and Margaritas of course. He stopped to kiss me on our walk out and I was happy to discover that he was a good kisser.
Joey had a nice apartment and I was surprised that he even had furniture and a few things on the walls. He had only lived in Phoenix for a few months and men his age that I’ve seen usually have very minimal things at their places. He gave me a little tour before we sat down together on the couch to smoke a bowl. Weed is legal in Arizona now and I am discovering that everyone smokes it. It was nice to smoke, chat, laugh and make out with such a handsome man.
He complimented me from time to time, telling me how sexy I was before asking if he could eat my pussy. How could I say no? Joey started to kiss my neck and slid his hand up my dress, rubbing my pussy over my panties. My skirt was hiked up and my panties removed as Joey made his way down my body before I felt his warm breath and mouth against my pussy.
He took his time tending to my pussy, slipping a finger inside of me as he ran his tongue against my clit. I was enjoying his tongue and his touch. I love a gentle beginning treatment for my clitoris. I like a rough fuck but rough foreplay isn’t my favorite. He was slightly more aggressive in the “fingers in my pussy” foreplay than I like. Men seem to be obsessed by thinking this will make a woman cum or squirt. I see it often and usually have to point out that it’s not really not my thing. I need a delicate touch to cum and create that wetness for the upcoming rough fucking that I do love. Every woman is different so it’s best to simply chat along the way about sexual preferences. I’m kind of a tease me to please me type and then after I have a clitoral orgasm, I’m ready to be ravaged.
Joey slowed down and his tongue and fingers continued to tend to my pussy in a more sensual manner. I ran my fingers through his hair and looked down at him on his knees between my thighs. The sensations became overwhelming and I could feel myself about to cum. I leaned my head back, swore (I often say “fuck” when I cum) and moaned. Joey smiled up at me and came up to kiss me.
I made a remark about returning the favor and Joey took off his shorts and stood nude in front of me as I still was sitting on the couch. He told me that this is how he usually is in his apartment. He loves to be nude at home and I understand the feeling. I also wished that I could just sit there on his couch and watch him go about his day sometime. He had a nice body and I think I would really enjoy just watching him walk around, vacuuming, doing the dishes, playing video games… nude.
I looked up at Joey as I grabbed his cock and spit on the head. I ran my tongue around the head as I started to stroke the shaft. I thumped it against my tongue as I took it to the back of my throat. He moaned and held my head as I started to slowly take his cock in and out of my mouth. I tugged on his balls gently downward as I ran my tongue from his balls and up along the shaft. I looked up again at Joey (who was looking down at me and smiling) before deep throating him, gagging and drooling on his cock. I started to combine stroking and sucking and soon Joey was suggesting that we head to his bedroom to continue.
The next couple of hours turned into a few rounds of sexual frenzy. We laid together kissing naked on his bed and took turns pleasuring one another by hand and by mouth. I reminded him that we needed to use a condom as I sensed impending penetration. He was fine with that and grabbed a Trojan from the dresser. He put it on as he got back into bed, kneeling between my thighs. Joey smiled at me and leaned down to kiss me. He rubbed his cock back and forth along my clit before sliding into my pussy.
He thrust deeply into me and continued to graze his fingers along my clit as he fucked me. I held onto his muscular arms, digging my fingernails in as I held on tightly. He lifted my hips upward, moved my legs up onto his shoulders and then would hold them open. I’m fairly limber but it reminded me that I needed to work on stretches. I used to be able to do the splits but alas I’m not quite that flexible anymore.
Joey tilted me to the side so that my left leg was on his shoulder and my right leg was stretched out on his bed. He held onto my leg as he continued to pound me almost in a scissor position. He would rub my clit as I felt his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I started to moan louder as I was getting closer to cumming. Little beads of sweat dripped off his toned bod and it was just sexy enough to send me over the edge. My orgasm seemed to trigger his and I was soon advised of his impending orgasm. We collapsed on the bed after and chatted about having great sexual chemistry together. I was debating whether to get dressed and step out for a cigarette when I felt his fingers working on my pussy again. I hadn’t quite caught my breath yet but apparently we were on to round two.
I didn’t mind of course and was soon wrapping my hand around his erection to stroke Joey as he rubbed me. I do love mutual masturbation. He looked at me and licked his fingers. I love that for two reasons. It shows a genuine interest in the taste of my pussy. He had eaten my pussy already but he seemed to continue to enjoy the taste. That’s sexy. The second reason that I love when fingers are licked before being rubbed on my clit is simply that it feels better. My husband says that it’s the same for men so I lick my palms or spit on the cock no matter how I’m tending to a cock. I even had a discussion with Joey about this while it was going on.
Joey grabbed a bottle of lube, another condom, and said that he agreed. He thought it would be fun to slather some extra lube on us both for round two. I was totally impressed that he had both condoms and lube. Every adult should have these items but usually they have nothing and I even have to provide condoms. I wanted to be on top which I hadn’t done in round one. I poured some lube out into my hand, rubbing some of it on my pussy as he put on another condom. I rubbed the rest on his cock before straddling him and guiding his cock into my pussy.
I like to do the slow guide assist into my pussy. I start with just the tip, stroke it slowly as it gets deeper inside of me and use my fingertips to continue to stroke the base. Joey seemed to enjoy it, moaning and leaning up to kiss and caress my breasts when I started to ride him. I began to moan and told him how great he felt inside. He perked up and started to thrust upward as we found a good fucking rhythm. He told me to keep talking. Apparently, I had a dirty talk enthusiast.
Despite the fact that I write about sex, my dirty talk game is a little lacking. I moaned his name and started to ask him if he liked this and that as I moved to different angles and positions. He would reply back and it was quite sexy. He asked me (and helped adjust me) to sort of a frog squat. He was laying on his back and I had a foot on each side of his hips as if I was playing catcher behind home plate. I have done this before but I usually can’t do it for long. While it’s fun and my legs are pretty strong, they generally get tired after a few minutes of this. It’s also hard to concentrate on having an orgasm when it feels more like a workout. I forgot how young and strong he was though. He basically lifted me up and down on his cock.
He flipped me over and continued fucking me hard and fast. And he continued and continued. He was sweating and looking very sexy but I sensed that he wasn’t going to cum this round. Not for lack of trying. We had drinks and weed and had been fucking for a long time. Add in the workout from lifting me and such, I wasn’t too surprised. He admitted defeat but we laughed about it and cuddled up. We were both sweaty and a mess. We chatted and laughed about some of the music that played as we were fucking. He seemed to like the fact that we were fucking to “Sex and Candy.” I love it when men notice or even play certain music when we’re having sex. Music is sexy. I stood up and threw my dress on without a bra or panties. I told him that it was absolutely necessary that I get up for a smoke.
The weather was nice and we sat out on the patio. I had a couple of smokes (I told him that I needed at least one for each round). He had some more smoke and we soon found ourselves back in the bedroom. Joey said that he just needed a little break but seemed determined to complete round three.
It occurred to me that we hadn’t done doggie style yet despite being in nearly every other position. This meant that he hadn’t seen my tattoo yet or at least not close up. After some more touchy feely time, I got on all fours, presenting myself like an animal. We talked about my tattoo as Joey was fucking me. I tried to throw in some dirty chat too. He leaned over and grabbed my breasts as he fucked me harder and faster. I reached under to rub my clit as he leaned back and smacked my ass. I could feel my muscles tighten around his cock as I came with a loud, “Fuck!” He pulled my legs closer together so that his legs were on the outside of mine. My husband enjoys this too. I put my ass up more and my belly flat on the bed. I got the orgasm warning and held onto the sheets for balance for a few last deep thrusts followed by a moan.
We both were happy that we had yet another amazing round and he even started to try for a fourth. I couldn’t. I threw up the white flag. It was getting late and I was exhausted. I forgot how some of the young guys are like Energizer bunnies. I cleaned up and got dressed. He brought me a bottle of water and we went out for a smoke again. I texted my husband that I was heading home and that I was a very naughty girl. He was glad that I had a good time. Joey walked me out to my car, thanked me for a great evening and kissed me goodnight. He even said to text when I got home to make sure that I got home alright. I like that. I’m hoping to see him again soon. – Juliet Adelaide
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