The last 48 hours have been something of a blur, although I suppose they started out rather cliche. It was meant to be a stop at a friend's party on Friday night for a quick drink after a long work week, only to find the shin-dig was larger than I was initially led to believe. You looked as out of place as I, and we were each caught more than once stealing glances, yours welcoming enough for me to strike up a quick conversation, which flowed far smoother than I was accustomed to.

An hour of pleasant conversation later and we agreed the music was loud enough to warrant a search for a quieter place to talk for one more drink before calling it a night. To my surprise, we agreed on my apartment, a short two block walk from our current location.

I think small talk lasted maybe fifteen seconds after our arrival before our lips crashed together, tongues dancing, tearing at one another's clothes with reckless abandon as we stumbled our way to my bedroom, but not without bumping clumsily into a table and wall along the way. My memory is hazy afterwards save for flashes here and there. My face buried between your thighs, grunts and moans competing with the sounds of skin against skin, and I seem to remember throbbing inside you from behind before all was said and done. The second condom in the waste-basket the next morning seemed to indicate it took more than one round to sap of our energy.

I made breakfast the next morning. Well, I should say I tried, before I was distracted when you strode gracefully into the kitchen in one of my t-shirts and your simply adorable cotton panties. The eggs burned while we rutted against one another ferally over the kitchen counter, leaving us no other choice than to go out for breakfast instead....but not before I fucked you against the tile shower wall.

The whole weekend seemed to go like this....us tangled together and rolling around either half clothed or not at all punctuated only by brief moments in between when we weren't. You left today, Sunday afternoon.....

For about two hours, and here we were again, grinning with me kneeling between your legs on my king bed, blankets and sheets messy and disheveled as together our hands fed my stiff cock, this time bare, into your folds.

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Hello! I had an idea today to play a one night stand that went well, so well in fact that it's been turned into a weekend-long affair. It could be the start of an amazing FWB type relationship, or even something more serious given how well we get along when we're not in bed. I've written of a lot of the weekend's events, but it was moreso to give a sense of the atmosphere or vibe I'm going for. I'm not married to these specific details and I am happy to pick this up at the start of the weekend or anywhere in between really.

As far as kinks go, I'd like to keep this relatively realistic, but passionate throughout. I'm happy to talk specifics in PM if you like about likes and dislikes beyond that.

In any case, hopefully this tickles someone's fancy. Hope to hear from you!