I had a fuck buddy for a few years and he was the best dick I ever had. He was always in open relationships with girls that lived far away, in another state or country, so whenever he'd get horny he would call me.

The first time we ever got together he was actually single. We met on OkCupid and decided to go on a date, but it started raining hard in the city so I asked him if he wanted to cancel. He said, "No, I really wanna meet you. How about we just order takeout and have it at my place?" Of course I had said yes. He was totally my type and apparently I was his too. So, I get my best top on, a blush pink ribbed long sleeve with just the right amount of cleavage showing to make him curious as to what I've got under there, black high heel boots, and my favorite pair of jeans that make my ass look amazing. So, I get to his apartment building, he meets me downstairs and greets me with a kiss. It's one of those kisses that sends a shock down your spine—instant chemistry. I could feel the tension between us as we ride up the elevator to his apartment. We get off the elevator and he tells me what number his apartment is. As I lead the way I look back at him and smile, pushing my hair behind my ear just so he can get a glimpse of my bare neck. I could feel him staring at my ass as we walk.

So, we get to his place, the food's already there on the coffee table and we get to eating and chatting, the usual first date stuff. I got up, after we talked for about 30 minutes following our meal, and looked out the window. I could see the city skyline and told him how nice his view was. He walks up behind me, his hips pressed up against my ass, one hand on my waist and the other grazing the side of my neck. "Wanna see the view from my bedroom?" he asks. I nod and he leads me to his bedroom. His window is twice as big as the one in the living room, almost a panoramic view of the city. I look around his room and see two big mirrors, one above his headboard and the other at the side of his bed. "Usually people like to hang paintings or pictures above their bed," I say, pointing at the large mirror. "You'll see why I have that there in a minute."

I feel him slip his hand under my shirt, gently cupping one of my tits before pulling the shirt over my head. He leans down and sucks on my nipple while one hand kneads on the other breast. He guides me down to the bed and spreads my legs apart with his knee before he gets down on his. I slide my pants and underwear off as he undoes his own, revealing his long hard cock. I take it in my hand and stroke it slowly, feeling him getting harder as he rubs his thumb on my swollen clit. The moans that were escaping our mouths echoed in his room, the sounds making me wetter. He then slips his finger inside me, fucking me slowly at first, then gradually going faster and harder, inserting another and hooking his fingers to reach my spot. He fills me up, making my legs shake and my breath short. Just as I'm about to come he takes his fingers out and gently pushes me down, taking his cock and rubbing the tip against my warm entrance. I lock eyes with him, begging him to just fuck me. "I want to feel you," I whisper.

He finally obliges, putting his cock in my wet pussy inch by inch, slowly, agonizingly, until he's fully in, and then he thrusts a little more, rubbing my spot. He pulls back out and shoves it back in, faster this time, repeating this until he's at a steady motion, balls slapping on my ass, dick exploring inside me. "Get on top of me," he says under his breath. I follow after him as he sits against the head board. I position myself on top of him, feeling his dick slowly going inside me. My hands are gripping onto the top of the head board, my hips gyrating, making him moan loudly into my ear. "Look at yourself while I'm fucking you," he says. "I want to see the look on your face while you watch me fucking you in the mirror." I switch between both mirrors, watching him fuck me. After a few more thrusts, we finish together.

That was single-handedly the best sex I've ever had. It was hot and heavy and it was almost like I was watching someone else and not myself. I now have a big mirror next to my bed because of him.