I kinda don't know where to start with this man. Our first time meeting was amazing and every time since has been better than the one before. It seems impossible to have a connection so strong from the start. The dates we have been on have been incredible, and we have each been able to share a bit of San Francisco with each other that the other one hasn't seen. I've had trouble putting fingers to keys with this success story because it's been so special I don't think I can do it justice, but here I am trying for the fifth or sixth time.

We started messaging late one night and had a connection from the start it seemed. I didn't realize it at the time, but he works nights and he actually had been off work for awhile sitting in his car messaging me for quite awhile instead of driving home.  We have opposite schedules, so it was hard to set up a time to meet at first. Little did we know, fate had something else in store for us.  After finally figuring out it would be over a week until we could meet, we decided to keep the conversation going over the next few days.

Friday night came around and it was still a week before we could meet each other. I had a bad date and was in another town close to my cousin so I got dinner with her and was planning on staying the night with her. I thought he was at work, but I decided to see if maybe since I was closer than normal if he could meet for a drink. He convinced a coworker to cover for him and we met at this amazing bar and ended up talking and drinking until they turned the lights on. We walk out the door and can't keep our hands off each other. We decide to get a room nearby and he drives me to my car. We meet at the hotel after I stop for waters for us and walk to the room.

At first there were some nerves as I was putting my stuff down, but I turned around when he touched me and he started kissing me. From there, I knew it was going to be amazing. After making out for a bit I ask if we can shower because it had been a long day. As we jump in, everything feels amazing and familiar... Like someone you've known forever, but we just met a few hours before.

There's a soap dispenser so I press the button and I notice that it's smells very masculine. In my haze of cocktails and all the making out, it comes out of my brain that it smells like "boy soap" and gets a chuckle from him. God, I'm a dork. I start to wash his back while he's facing the water. I start rubbing muscles while I'm washing and make my way down to his feet. I stand up and ask him to turn around. I feign interest in washing the rest of him, but I can feel how hard he is now that he's pressed up against me and all I can think about is how he tastes. As I get on my knees and slowly kiss my way down his chest and stomach, trying to tease a little as I go, but the steamy room and the cocktails are kicking in. The scent of the soap and his skin is intoxicating as I start kissing and licking his cock. I can’t get enough of him. I have a brief chuckle to myself thinking about all of the messages I received after my first success story that were asking about reciprocation since it was mentioned. I’m all for it, but it shouldn’t be expected since this is RAOMD.  I like things to play out organically, and this certainly is. We stayed in the shower for awhile, kissing and playing more before we get out.

We dry off and after I pause to blow dry my hair a bit, I eventually make it to the bed where he wasted no time pulling me down onto the bed and kissing every inch of me.  He’s an amazing kisser and it feels like he didn’t leave a single inch of me untouched. As he’s kissing my neck he’s playing with my nipples and they are already sensitive from all of the fun in the shower. He can read my body with ease it seems, and he keeps getting closer to what I need. He’s teasing my thighs and playing with my nipples. I can barely control myself at this point and he’s barely touched me. His teasing is almost too much, but completely perfect at the same time.  He uses different amounts of pressure as he’s working around my clit and it’s driving me crazy in an amazing way. I can’t tell if it’s one long orgasm or a hundred of small ones because it’s so intense, but whatever he’s doing is amazing. He starts using his fingers after awhile and I completely lost it. I try grabbing for a pillow to scream into since it’s almost 4 am, but it’s no use. I cum so hard again and again, I feel like I’m going to black out. I beg for him to stop as I’m trying to pull away, but I’m like Jell-O after the last orgasm.  I end up on my side and he starts rubbing my back and shoulders. I end up on my stomach and he gives me an amazing massage that puts me to sleep.

We woke up throughout the night and would kiss and caress each other, but he completely exhausted me. I finally wake up around 9 am and we spend the rest of the morning having orgasms over and over again. He needs to leave, but somehow we stay until check out, barely getting dressed before noon.  We get in the elevator and can’t stop making out. We kiss in the hallway before we part ways and I make a corny comment about feeling like we are having an affair. I walk to my car and I can’t keep the smile off of my face.

We met up the next week and had the most amazing date I’ve ever been on in my entire life. He got us a room in San Francisco and took me to a comedy show. We had dinner at this amazing sushi place, and I showed him my favorite bar in SF that overlooks all of Union Square and the bay. Everything was within 2 blocks of where we were staying (including the venue for the show), and the whole night was absolute perfection.  There was such an ease to the entire night and next morning, including all of the fun after the show. He’s an incredible man, someone who is super easy to talk to…. I find myself telling him things I’ve never told anyone or incredibly embarrassing things I shouldn’t share :)