Well anyone that knows me personally knows my name, some people so kindly used to call me “Kiki”, seeing as I hate my name. My ex’s real name isn’t Kaki, but it is really one of his nicknames. Well he and I used to do so much crazy stuff, while chatting with a friend today I started thinking about it, so I decided that I would write some of them down and share.
Frozen Solid:
The first time that Kaki and I had sex was exactly eight days after we began dating. I have always been a very hyperactive lover. I love sex, have to have it all the time; it indeed will make me smile no matter my mood. Well we had started dating on Wednesday, by the following Thursday, while we toked at the rec center across the street from my high school, I couldn’t understand why he hadn’t tried to fuck me yet. I am a very blunt person, so I asked point blank, “Why haven’t we fucked yet?”
He looked at me flabbergasted, “I didn’t know you wanted to” he said.
“I have been flirting with you for half the school year, what the fuck are you talking about; of course I want to fuck you!”
“Well let’s go to my house” he said.
So we hop on the city bus, ride close to his house and get off to walk the rest of the way. Be mindful that it is mid-February, and about 45° F (7.2°C) outside. Okay, now let me describe Kaki so you can grasp my mindset in doing whatever he wanted me to. He is 6 feet tall, deep olive skin, dark deep drown eyes, the softest lips imaginable, stark raven hair, thick with a slight wave, and it was all the way to his ass. His build was much like the build of my favorite singer (which added to the allure) - who is Brandon Boyd from Incubus. He had the body for sin. Now this would be the first time seeing him nude, and that was even more divine. He had a 10inch cock and the cutest ass ever.
I immediately got to my knees and sucked his throbbing cock. It was the most thrilling experience I had ever had up to that point. He pulled me up to him and kissed me, kissed me with more passion than I thought that one man could possess. His kisses we passionate and deep, his lips soft and full, and his short little tongue, teasing mine. That added to the experience of kissing him, his tongue only came outside of his mouth about half an inch, very short. But it made it impossible for him to be one of those terrible kissers that shoves their tongues down your throat and slobbers all over your face and mouth. YUCK!!!
He undressed me, and laid me on his couch. He licked my pussy, sweetly, softly, slowly. Lapping at my slit and making me moan like an injured alley cat. This was something else that his extra short tongue was useful for, he could make it go really fast, it was like a hurricane. He put his long fingers inside me, while he licked my clit. I was cumming and cumming really hard. He took his time eating my pussy; I found out later that it was only his second time doing it. I tell you, he had me wanting to crawl out of my skin.
He looks up at me and says “Let’s go swimming”.
I said “Okay!” God I was so into him (remember, its February).
He gets in the pool, with his rock hard erection, like it was 70° F. You would think, surely he lost that erection in the freezing cold water, but hell no. He grabbed my hand, and helped me reluctantly get into the freezing cold pool.
He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. I could just melt into his lips. The way he had this hold over my body drove me crazy. He ran his finger over my clit under the water, I opened my legs wider. He put two fingers inside me, I moved against his hand, intense pressure on my lips and I came for him, again. Out his fingers went, and inside he cock went. I gasped at the size. I was still very young and had never had 10 inches inside me before. I was lost in the moment with him. We pulsed together to beat of each other’s hearts, I came over and over and over again. He kissed my chest.
“Let’s warm up, come take a shower with me”.
Of course I got out and followed him into the house. He had one of those stand-alone showers with a bench in it. It was probably four feet by seven feet, so it was a real nice sized shower. He had it warm and running for me. He looked glorious wetting himself down. His hair looked like a slick black waterfall down his back. I walked inside; he stepped aside to let me get under the hot showerhead. He kissed me, and wrapped his hands around my waist. He was kissing my neck and running the soap all along my body, I turned around with my back facing him, so he could soap my back. The bar of soap in his hand running along my back and shoulders, then he entered me. Pushed slightly forward, I took his cock inside of me, I was cumming again. Never had my body responded like this to anyone. I came more that day than I ever had before, I believe the count was 12 that first time.
Until next time…
