He's balls deep inside me as we kiss almost roughly, his lips and tongue slightly muffling my cries of pleasure. My legs have wrapped around his waist, seemingly of their own accord, pulling him to me. I'm digging my nails into his shoulders. Sex with him is so good, especially after this month-long dry spell, that all I can do is moan, grind my hips against his, and hold his body against mine. I have told him before to please tell me if I am ever being too harsh with my nails or causing him pain. He has yet to tell me to stop.

I continue to moan. I am never capable of staying quiet as he fucks me. I love missionary with him but I suddenly crave getting on my knees, arching my back, and feeling those big hands grasping my hips as he pulls me onto his giant cock over and over.I whisper into his ear that I want it from behind and he slides out of me.

I feel the absence of his cock immediately as he rises to stand at the edge of the bed while I get into position on my knees, toy in hand. I wiggle my ass impatiently and I feel his hands on my hips, gripping me as he maneuvers himself into my still-dripping pussy, one inch at a time. We always start out slowly in this position as well. As much as I like taking him deep and hard and fast, I need time to adjust. I arch the hell out of my back, feeling him sigh in approval, and decide it's time for my toy. I hold myself up with one hand and begin using my favorite clit sucker as I get even more wet, soaking his cock. He begins to thrust harder and faster as my moans grow louder.

We stay like this for several minutes. I don't know if it's because of the time apart or if I'm just having an off night, but my orgasm remains elusive. I have been close once during missionary and a couple of times right now during doggy, but then it slips away, frustratingly enough. I tell him this, possibly sounding a little whiny, letting him know how good it feels but that I just can't get there.

One of my favorite things about him is how calm and laid back he is. The first time we went out, I noticed this immediately. I don't know if it's his rural lifestyle, just the way he is, or both, but he's a good contrast to my Type A, often high-strung nature. His voice easy and relaxed as usual, dipping down slightly so that he's closer to my ear, still fucking me expertly, he tells me to "just keep trying. I'm not going anywhere and I want you to get off even more than I want to. We have time."

Maybe it's because of the reassurance that he's not a selfish lover, or his patience, or just how fucking incredible this all feels, or all three? Either way, it's not long before I start to feel an orgasm building, and this time, I'm determined not to let it slip away. I focus on the sensations of our fucking as well his amazing cock, which is now tapping my cervix, something I have previously discovered with him that I love.I moan to him that I'm getting close and he doesn't change a thing about his speed or depth. I feel the first waves of orgasm hit, my pussy squeezing around him like a vice, and I'm pretty sure I'm screaming because this feels absolutely sublime. It's almost as though the extra time it took me to get here tonight only made for a bigger buildup and an even more intense orgasm. It feels like I cum forever, each wave almost more intense than the last.

Finally, my orgasm subsides and I sigh, relaxing slightly. "My turn," he growls, voice slightly ragged and thick with arousal, as he grasps my hips and holds me to him, as deep inside me as humanly possible, stilling his movements, his cock pulsing as he starts to cum. He creampies me almost every time as it is massively arousing for us both, and he has had a vasectomy, so it's a plus not to have to worry about anything in the realm of pregnancy. I can feel it, his cock growing even larger as he shoots rope after rope of hot cum inside me, so incredibly deep. He always cums a lot and I love every drop.

My toy is still on and still pressed to my clit, and while I'm no stranger to multiple orgasms, they don't usually happen this quickly - except right now. As he continues to give me the creampie that turns us both on so much, I cum again, even more intensely than the first time, squeezing his cock as we orgasm simultaneously. Looking back, I think the main cause of that quick second orgasm was that the situation was such a huge turn-on - he held his pleasure back and refrained from cumming until I did, ever the gentleman. He's still hard as I orgasm almost violently, my pussy gripping him in those delicious waves, crying out until the pleasure subsides.

Both spent, we collapse on my queen size bed, breathing heavily, our bodies glistening with sweat. He loops an arm around my shoulder as I snuggle into his side. I gently run my fingers through his hair, massaging my scalp like I know he enjoys, and thank him for being so patient. He gives me an easy smile.