It was a day planned well ahead of time.
We decided to meet as early as nine so I went straight to the Mall of Asia after work. He and his dad arrived a little after I did but McDonald’s was still closed. Bien wanted to have our picture taken and his dad, took them. A quick breakfast at 9 and off we went to the motel.
We planned to stay for at least six hours. With what we planned to do, considering we only get to see each other once a month and the fact that I was up the whole night working, we needed to stay long. The room was better than the last. The cream colored walls made the room look spacious and cheery compared to the dull dark tones of purple and maroon of last time.
Once inside, he started touching me and tried to push me to the bed. I wanted to bathe and freshen up but he wouldn’t let me. The idea was not that agreeable with me and I was laughing while trying to free myself from his tight embrace. He always said it would be easy to escape a blind man like himself but that was not true.
Ahh, one of his wishes. He wanted to ‘taste’ me , he said. It was his day and I wanted to give him what he wanted. Hesitantly, I took off my pants and panty then laid down, my legs parted wide. I felt his lips kissing me lightly as he inhaled my scent. I trembled when his wet tongue traced the lips of my pussy and found my exposed clit. His tongue started teasing me and when moans started escaping my lips, he started sucking. He stopped and rubbed his chin on the smooth skin of my mound. He knew how the feel of his rough skin due to the stubbles turn me on. I lifted my butt off the bed to feel the roughness more.
Then he started sucking and licking me again. His fingers found their way inside my hole and he wiggled them inside while his lips and tongue claimed my pussy lips and clit. I orgasmed.
Satisfied, he stood up and told me to go ahead and bathe. Before I got the chance to go to the bathroom, he went ahead and brushed his teeth. I took off the rest of my clothes and waited outside. I reached between my legs… I was very wet.
He came out and I led him to the bed where he sat down. Just as I was about to turn and head for the bathroom, his hand reached out. I stood still and his hand brushed my thigh, then my pussy. His cold hand against me sent a sweet sensation of desire through my veins. I held on to his shoulders as his fingers stroked me. All thoughts of the bath forgotten, I found myself on the bed with him.
Cold hands kneaded my breasts then his warm mouth on my nipple. Sucking. A skilful tongue licking and teasing. His hand was busy rubbing my pussy. My legs spread wide, eager for his touch. Eager for him.
I wanted him inside me. No, I needed him inside me. I got up and he lay down on his back. I went on top and slid down his hard cock. I started grinding, loving the feel of him invading my body. He started thrusting his hips, a signal for me to start moving up and down, a signal to fuck him. My breasts bounced as I rode him fast.
Spent, I sat on the bed. Gift giving time I said. I was eager to give him his gift. An unwashed panty with his name stitched on the crotch. His request. Then we rested for while and looked at the menu. After lunch, I lit a cigarette. He asked if I was smoking and I said yes. A mistake.
He opened my legs and dived between them. I tried to stop him but then I remembered. It was one of his fantasies, one of the things we agreed on. He wanted to lick me while I smoked.
We moved to the middle of the bed. I took the pillows and placed them under my bottom. He positioned himself between my legs and pushed his cock all the way inside. Our first missionary position.
The missionary position was very special for both of us, being both on the “heavy” side we had difficulty with the standard “man-on-top” position. Finally, we both settled on a position he had seen a few years ago (when he could still see) in a movie called “Jade” wherein the girl was raised using a series of pillows arranged under her ass.
This would effectively raise me a few inches from the bed, enough for his penis to enter me. After gathering three pillows placed strategically beneath the small of my back and ass, I asked him to kneel in-between my parted legs. I spread my legs apart then with one quick push, he was inside of my wet pussy.
He moved slowly while enveloped within my wet folds, he wanted to prolong the moments which he would spend pounding my vagina. He used long caressing strokes to thrust inside me; it was like his penis was giving my pussy an internal massage.
I requested him to thrust even deeper, obliging, he pushed all the way in. His cock wasn’t the longest or the thickest I’ve had inside of me, however, the feeling of love and affection made our love-making special.
I could feel his warm cock throbbing with the pent-up sperm he was aching to release within my wet folds. This finally drove me towards my climax. I could feel a gradual build-up of fluid on my lower stomach, this would then release itself when I finally orgasm. I came once, yet my lover wasn’t finished with me, he continued to push, in-and-out until he was at the point of bursting.
It was my turn, I thought., as I knelt next to him. I started to kiss him as his hand rubbed my pussy. I shifted to open my legs and give him more room to move his hand. Two fingers went inside then and I moaned. I was kneeling close to his face and as I looked at him, he wet the fingers of his hand. Then he started rubbing my clit. Damn…that was good.
He continued rubbing and teasing my clit while his fingers moved in and out. I started grinding my hips, wanting more of his fingers inside and never wanting him to stop touching my sensitive bud. I moaned more…
It was a different sensation. I was trembling and couldn’t think of anything else. My heart was beating fast, wanting to reach the climax and at the same time never wanting it to stop. Every flick of his fingers on my clit made me feel like exploding. I felt like I would piss and that the moment I do, it would be such a release.
I was helpless, a willing victim of a basic instinct that gripped me. A carnal desire to be had and to surrender completely. I reached down and opened my pussy lips, exposing myself to his fingers. Please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop… I begged Bien as he fingered me faster and rubbed my swollen clit. The sound of his fingers going in and out showed how wet my pussy was.
He moved faster as the pleasure continued to build up inside me. Then one scream and a jerk, a twitch of a muscle in my thigh meant the greatest orgasm I’ve had.
I paused to catch my breath. I looked at him and saw a sly smile on his face. He loves making me cum. I could barely stand another touch between my legs and my breathing was still labored but I wanted to make him happy. Then it hit me.
Do you want me to sit on your face? It was one of his fantasies. I stood up, then lowered myself on his face. He started licking, then he grabbed on to my hips, holding me in place as he started sucking my pussy. He sucked the juice from my dripping pussy. Sucked hungrily.
We cuddled afterwards. Two people spent from lovemaking.
We ended the relationship a few days afterwards. Not because of differences but because of plans and goals that would put distance between us. We remain friends though. This was written to immortalize that day we shared.