The party was in full swing and I enjoyed the company of my friends. But suddenly the mood changed when they started blaspheming about a man who was obviously not supposed to be good in bed. They even made fun of him about it and I could feel the mean looks and laughter he got from them. I was uneasy at how disrespectful they were talking about him and I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. The desire for the party faded and I decided to go home instead.

When I was about to leave the party, I ran into the man the women had made fun of outside again. He looked a little hurt and I couldn't help but talk to him. I asked him how he was and had a short conversation with him. He told me he was about to leave, too, and I asked him to take me home. To my surprise, he immediately agreed and we made our way to my house.

During the ride I noticed that he was very nice and charming. I couldn't understand why the women were so mean to him. This thought still occupied me when we arrived at my place. I asked him if he wanted to come in with something else so he wouldn't have to leave right away. To my delight, he said yes and we went to my apartment.

When we arrived in the living room, I was still fascinated by his presence and his character. I decided to take the lead and began to get closer to him. At first he was a little hesitant, but soon he got involved and started kissing and caressing me. I felt his excitement and began to massage his cock through his pants. It was already stiff and I could feel my excitement growing more and more.

We quickly got rid of our clothes and I sat on his face while blowing his cock at the same time. His tongue cleverly found my most sensitive point and I had to concentrate so as not to come right away. I wanted to enjoy the moment and delay my climax. After a while we switched positions and he sat on the couch while I sat on his stiff cock. I began to ride him slowly and felt him penetrating deeper and deeper into me. His hands grabbed my hips tightly and we moved together in rhythm.

It was incredibly arousing and I could feel my arousal rising higher and higher. He brought me to my climax several times, but I didn't want it to be over. So I decided to postpone my climax so as not to break my so-called "edge." But at some point I gave in to everything and let myself be carried away by the wave of pleasure. We moved more and more wildly and finally he too let go and came to the climax with a loud moan.

But the fun wasn't over, because I couldn't get enough of him. I continued riding his cock while he spoiled me with his hands. It was an incredibly intense feeling when he brought me to my climax several times. Eventually, we both broke our edge and came together in an explosive orgasm.

Exhausted, but happy, we hugged each other and fell asleep. The next morning I woke him up with a seductive blowjob and he couldn't resist my arousal. So he started to spoil me again with his tongue and brought me to my climax again. We spent the rest of the day in bed and enjoyed the time together. What started out as mean jokes about a man turned into an unforgettable night of passion.