My Darlings,
The atmosphere that Saturday was burning up; our insatiable bodies lying in bed, still hot despite having reached climax—something I had never felt before.
We lay there talking, kissing, and enjoying that intimate moment, caressing each other’s bodies. Joe’s hands slid over my belly, my breasts, as if he were memorising the geography of my body!
At the same time, I chatted, laughed, and touched his body with curious hands. In that relaxed, unplanned moment, Joe’s hand began caressing between my legs, which automatically relaxed, giving him room to feel how I was pulsing with desire again.
He wasn’t in a rush, and neither was I. I felt with my hands that he was ready, so I caressed his penis while he kissed me, his fingers gently playing with my clitoris.
In my limited past experience, I used to feel dirty after sex, but with Joe, that didn’t happen. It felt natural, and it was the most delightful feeling I had ever experienced in my life.
Little by little, he started kissing my nipples, and slowly his lips met my lower lips. With his tongue, he began to lick my clitoris without any hurry, looking at me as I revelled in pleasure.
He stayed there for a while, and when he felt I was about to explode, he climbed on top of me and penetrated me slowly, pulling a groan out of me.
Then he kissed me, and I tasted his flavour mixed with mine, which made me want him even more. Slowly, we devoured each other without rushing, and the more we kissed, the faster we moved, reaching a naturally synchronised climax once again.
Our sweaty bodies lay there—him still on top of me, breathing heavily as if we had run a marathon. When he finally rolled to my side, we stayed lying there looking up at the ceiling, intoxicated by so much passion.
We fell asleep, and around midnight I woke up. He felt me getting up and woke up too. I was hungry, and so was he, so we got up, took a shower, got dressed, and went out to get some pizza.
On the way back, I dropped him off at his house and didn’t go in. I headed back home, but before I could leave, he kissed me to try to convince me to go inside again; I managed to resist.
He said he would call me later—after all, it was already early Sunday morning, and we could plan what to do with the day.
Yes, I could hardly believe everything that was happening, that my connection with Joe was so different.
Even though I didn’t have much experience, this was turning out to be phenomenal!
That’s all for today. In the next chapter, I’ll tell you all about Sunday—the last day before his ex comes back home!
Keep an eye on this space!
See you soon!
Jess
