TFLDR; Met up with an amazing man who kept me in his bed for 6 hours and gave me over 50 orgasms with his mouth and hands.  If you don’t believe me, that’s your problem.

Let me start all of this off by saying, I told him I was insanely sensitive, and lets just say he didn’t believe me until he witnessed it for himself.

We messaged for a few days, trying to get to know each other and set up a day to meet.  We thought we were going to have to wait a week for our schedules to clear up, which would have been torture because we were sexting quite a bit, and it was all insanely hot.  Turns out, he had a chunk of time on Saturday so I planned to make the 2 hour drive down to him.

When I got to his complex, I texted him to let him know I was there and he came out to meet me. He gave me a hug and we made small talk as we were walking to his place.  As soon as I got inside I took off my boots and I was going to ask for some water since I ran out about half way to his house. As I was standing back up, he grabbed me  and kissed me so hard I feel like 3 days later as I’m writing this I can still feel it.  He picked me up (which, can I just say right now props to him because I’m not light and it’s been a long time since anyone has done that), and took me into his bedroom. He thew me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me so roughly and so throughly I wasn’t sure I was going to have any breath left for the next few hours.  He pulled away from my face so abruptly that I thought something was wrong. His hand moved up my skirt and pulled my thong aside to see how wet I was. I was already dripping from the anticipation of the drive and everything that had happened thus far.  I could already feel my first orgasm building and then he bent down and started licking me every where he could. Both of us were still fully clothed and he has just pushed my thong to the side and started sucking, biting, and licking every inch of me he had exposed so far. I came within 5 seconds, but it felt that almost as soon as he started, he stopped.  He stood up and pulled my thong completely off, throwing it down on the floor and kneeled back down at the foot of the bed and continued like nothing had happened.

Now, have you ever had a massage? When the masseuse asks you how much pressure you like? Or have you ever been surprised by how firm someones handshake was? That was this mans tongue. He was so sure of his movements and it was on the verge of too much the entire time, but somehow it was perfect.  After awhile (and 5 more orgasms), he started using his fingers and I completely lost it.  I had no  coherent thoughts. All I could think about was trying to remember to breathe.  The next thing I know, he’s pulling me up onto the bed and kissing me. He’s pulling at my clothes and I manage to get my sweater off, and somehow he’s already naked.  He pushes me back down and putting his cock in my mouth while he’s trying to spread my legs again.  As soon as he touches me I start orgasming again, but it’s so much hotter this time with his cock in my mouth. He starts fucking my face and I keep cumming. So much is going on at one time I can barely register at this point that he’s tensed up and is cumming down my throat. He tastes amazing and that combined with what he is doing with his tongue makes me cum again, and harder. He pulls out and lays down with his head at my knees. I let out a giggle and he gives me a look. I tell him that I was going to ask for some water when I got here because I ran out on my drive down. He laughs and goes to get us some. At this point I realize I’m naked except for my skirt which has been around my waist for the past hour it feels like. He comes back with water and I get a sip in before he’s back kissing my legs, from the top of my knee high socks all the way up my thighs.

All of this repeats for hours. We switch back and forth from him eating me out, to us 69ing, and me blowing him. We take breaks for water and to rest for a little bit every hour or so. We are intertwined as we are resting and he always pulls me closer, kissing me lazily and running his hands all over me. He whispers about how soft my skin is and how delicious I taste. Before I can say anything, he rolls me onto my stomach and starts playing with my ass, using his fingers and his tongue. It was like he remembered how good I tasted after he said it out loud and had to taste me again. After another orgasm, he pulls me onto my side and lifts my leg in the air. He starts with long, slow licks from my ass all the way to my clit and I instantly start cumming again. I know I’m sensitive, but I’ve never quite felt anything like this, especially so quickly. The moment he starts doing anything to me I can feel another orgasm starting. He makes me cum so hard that I burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. He stops licking my clit and slowly starts kissing down my thighs, which to his surprise makes me laugh even harder. I am squirming to get away from all of his light and teasing touches, begging him to stop in between gasps for air and laughter. He tells me I’m adorable once he finds out this reaction is normal for me. I try to explain it as I’m calming down, but my brain is mush and I can’t find the proper words to explain my extreme reaction. 

After I calm down he lays down next to me and pulls me close, slowly stroking my skin. After a few minutes we calm down a bit and our breathing slows. I have no idea how long I’ve been there and I can’t count how many orgasms he has given me so far.  I notice his breathing start to change and he starts lightly snoring in my ear. I think it’s incredibly sexy and I try my best not to move. After a few minutes I slightly move my leg to get more comfortable and he wakes up. He squeezes me and slowly starts to kiss my neck and ear, whispering and kissing me lightly.  I feel him sense my breathing change and he smiles against my skin. I start to turn over and he lays back, pulling me with him. I slowly start to kiss down his stomach and thighs, trying to tease him… but I cant help it. I want him so badly, I cant wait to have his cock in my mouth again. I want to feel him cum down my throat, but I can’t even tell him because I’m too busy trying to fit all of him in my mouth.  Through my distraction, he’s somehow pulled my legs up and over his face. He starts licking me with such intensity that I almost forget what I’m trying to do. I try and regain some composure, but that seems to make him increase his speed. I’m quivering on his face and I can’t stop. For a split second I’m worried I’m going to break his nose because I’m shaking so hard, but another orgasm tears through me so hard I think I stopped breathing. As I’m trying to remember to breathe, I feel him tense up. He thrusts deep into my throat and cums so hard it makes me shiver even harder. I’m trying to make sure I get it all, but he won’t stop sucking and licking my clit. I finally have to stop and roll off of him so I don’t start laughing again. 

As we lay there, I stroke and kiss his legs and we talk about how comfortable we are despite our awkward positions. I don’t have a single ounce of tension in my body and I’m not sure I can move, let alone drive 2 hours home.  I know I have to get going, and I realize I haven’t left his bed for the entire 6 hours I was there. I finally find some strength to move and my only prayer is that my legs work. I really don’t want to try and stand up and end up falling over. I’ve already laughed like a lunatic in front of this man, I’m not trying to embarrass myself even more.

After we get dressed, we head out to his living room. We kiss a little more and I bend to put on my boots. He pulls my skirt up and slides my thong to the side while licking and biting me all over. It takes everything I have to not drag him back into his bedroom.  As I start my drive home, I can’t stop smiling. All I’m wondering is if I’ll ever see him again. His tongue is too amazing not to experience it again...

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We end up meeting a week later in a hotel closer to me and have the most amazing night filled with massages, showers, delicious food, and mind blowing orgasms. I finally try to fall asleep around 4 am and he wakes me up every hour with kisses and attempted orgasms. He's beyond worn me out and I try to get him to sleep for just a little longer. By 9:30 he's had enough of my feeble attempts to get more sleep and rolls me over, playing with my piercings as he kisses down my chest and stomach. 30 seconds later I'm awake and having another orgasm. We continue like this for a few hours, staying in bed until we have to start packing and check out. I'm completely spent and I still want a few more hours with him.

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We plan on meeting again in another week or so, and I can't wait. He's got me addicted to say the least ;)