I had been dating my *Z* for about two months. We had met working at our summer jobs. Z was from another country and had an incredibly sexy accent. He also had incredibly sexy everything else…tan skin,tall frame, and the deepest green eyes framed by the most incredibly long, dark lashes that I have ever seen. On our first date, Z took me to dinner and then played classical guitar music for me for over two hours from memory. On our next date, we stayed up until five in the morning talking about theories on life,love, etc… It was like we were the same person. We couldn’t stop ending each others sentences. After about a month, Z moved into my dorm room and things started to progress further. We said “I love you” for the first time when I was leaving for a trip. When I came back, my room was plastered with pictures of flowers and signs of love from him. Z and I slept together in the same bed, and our sexual relationship had begun to progress as well. We had done basically everything but consumate our relationship. I wanted to wait until I was sure I had found the right person. Every day I was with Z I was more and more convinced that he WAS the right person.
The night before I left to come back to college, Z and I went out for a romantic dinner. Afterwards, we went for a walk on the beach and then came back to our room like usual. It was a very hot night, and we were both very upset at the thought of being torn apart from each other so soon. We peeled off our clothes and slipped into bed, with him holding me from behind in a “spooning position” like usual. As I was about to drift off to sleep, Z started to play with my breasts from behind me. Just circling and pulling on my tits until they were so hard and I was so hot that I couldn’t keep from squirming around in his arms. I wiggled myself against him and immediately felt how hot and hard he was against my backside. I pushed my flesh into him and he pushed himself against me tightly. He moved his hand down from my breasts to my clitoris. He began to stroke me with a delicate and fast rythm. I wanted him so much that I began to moan and thrust against his hand. I was so wet. I lead his hand to feel what he had done to me. He moaned and kissed my ears and neck as he continued to drive me crazy down below. I turned over in his arms and wrapped my legs around him. I rolled over onto my back with him between my legs. He, knowing that I had said I didn’t want to have sex, said, “I’ll just play right here, ok?” He took his hard maleness in his hand and rubbed it against my clit. I couldn’t stand it any more. I needed desperately to share my entire being with him. I wanted to show him how much I truly did love him and how important he was to me. I pushed myself against him and positioned my body so that he was at my warm entrance. He held me tightly and slipped himself inside of me. We both became completely still for a moment, enjoying the newfound intimacy that we had just arrived at. He felt so incredibly good inside of me. Slowly, he began to move inside of me, gently at first. As our breathing grew more labored, he thrust deeper and harder into me. I was thrusting my hips back against him, completely lost to the world within my need and his. He was inside of me with no barriers between. The feeling of his smooth, hard skin against my wetness was amazing. He pushed into me as far as it was possible to go. We moved our hips faster and faster together. He moaned out loud and said, “Oh, stop moving!” He quickly pulled himself out of me and came all over my stomach. He then collapsed on top of me and held me so tightly that I thought we had become one person. He never stopped kissing me or holding me the entire time. Afterwards, he couldn’t stop kissing my shoulders, my neck, my jaw, any part of me that he could reach while still holding me. I said, “Te voglio bene” and he replied, “Volim te najvise na svijetu.” I had to leave the next day, but we are still together and still tell each other that we love each other every day. I will be with him again very soon and I can’t wait to show him how much I really do love him all over again.
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