Love Isn't Blind

Eventually I rolled over and lay beside her and she got to her knees and straddled me. Each touch was the softest caress as she guided me to her. It was not demanding or self-indulged like every other relationship I'd had. It was slow and soft and loving. She made love to me with her mouth and body. Every thrilling moment was pleasant and nurtured a response from me.

The first time her lips were around me and her hands and head were busy it was slow and sweet and I wanted to give her everything I owned. When I finally climaxed she was busy for a moment as she handled my excess before she was back and soothing me back to reality.

It was only moments and before I thought I could be ready... I was. This time she talked as I entered. It was a slow easy explanation that she'd never taken a man into her mouth the way she had me and that she'd been told by some friends that it was awful and by some friends that it was delicious. Tonight she'd decided that it was delicious. As she rocked and teased us her hands played with my ribs as mine played with her breasts and I watched the full range of emotion on her face as I experimented.

Finally, I dropped one hand to my waist and slowly pushed downward until I found her sweet spot and began to tease it as she rode. When I first touched it she inhaled quickly and then her eyes closed and she moaned softly. Her breathing increased as did her moan until finally she was nearly shouting her need and I filled it.

With one hand I pushed myself up until she was sitting in my lap. With one arm around her I used the other to bring one large breast to my mouth and then to squeeze the hand between us and return to her spot. As I began to suckle she began to more earnestly attack me with her body. It seemed she couldn't stop or slow as she began the more vigorous ride to climax.

When she did climax both hands went to my head and pulled me in hard. I'd barely managed a deep breath before our bodies soared. To say I filled her would be like saying I like sex. I love sex and with her it was realized and I seemed to flow into her unconditionally and continuously. I was completely drained and wondering if I could ever have sex again after it.

I needn't have concerned myself because after doing all the things a couple does immediately after sex and returning to kiss her. Our sweetness and her presence had me aroused again. We made love late and early and throughout the weekend. I took her to my place late Sunday evening and we made plans to find a quiet apartment in a nice neighborhood.

I saw the ladies of my neighborhood over the next few days. I saw them in a neighborly way and wished them all good fortune in all that they did and wished them a pleasant future. Each wanted to meet my new friend but I smiled and told them she'd be helping me move.

Needless to say... a few showed amazement at being deserted for my new love... but I didn't care much about them because my care was focused on her.