So... yeah... that taking the rest of the day off from sweeties didn't exactly work out like I'd planned.
How the hell did
that happen?
Let's break it down…
At about 12:15 this
morning, I got a "Hey what's up? How are you doing?" on OKC. I was
well asleep by that point, but I responded during morning coffee…
Conversation
continued until after the point where I was bitching a blue streak about
Potential.2.
I promise, I WAS
trying to get some work done. But, Cocoa asked me if I wanted some company. He
seemed polite and genuinely interested in improving my mood. He even said it
would be okay if I needed to cry. So, yeah. I hated myself for doing it, but I
let him come over.
Sweetie Report -
Recent Encounters - Code Name: Cocoa
He was very gentle
and very keen on things being all about me. So, in other words, he was
determined to not be selfish. We pretty much settled on popcorn and a movie. I
made him my white chocolate popcorn and played him one of my favorite horrors
called Dark Summer. LOL, I had him going the whole time. I totally kept it
close to the vest that I knew what the surprise twist was. He said I was a
dick, but he loved it, LOL.
He gave hugs and
kisses before he left. He was very sweet.
I complimented him
on his awesome jeans and he explained that he's a fashion consultant. He's also
new to the area even though he grew up for a few years in Minnesota. We giggled
about how Minnesotians would be very utilitarian about their clothing, which is
the exact opposite of what he's accustomed to. I compared it to my being a web
designer, not a developer, and he agreed whole heartedly.
After the sex, he
took a total sex-coma NAP, which he CLEARLY needed. And I just enjoyed holding
him and cuddling him while he rested. If there's one thing I don't mind, it's
the sex-coma. It's a totally necessary body function and for a girl to get upset
over the guys need to take a nap after sex is just fucking ridiculous. I let
him rest, for which he was grateful.
I'm not going into
details, but I am very aware of the kind of stress he's currently under. So I
totally get why he needed that nap and I was very proud and happy to hold him
through it.
Movie done… he
immediately went to kissing me. It was clear by the kisses that he was very
intent on pleasuring me. I suggested we move into the bedroom. So, we did.
He hadn't taken of
his shoes yet, so those came off, as well as some accessories of his. Then he
climbed into bed with me. We were both fully clothed.
He continued to kiss
me, hands wandering… touching me… eventually his free hand snaked its way down
the front of my pants and I had to warn him about my clit. I didn't go into
detail, I just told him to avoid it…
I really liked the
feeling of his fingers inside me.
The hand came out,
and he started to tug down on the waistband of my grey, python print leggings.
Hey, I know how to
take a hint. I helped him get ALL my clothes off, and then stroked his lovely,
dark cock a little as his clothes came off.
He didn't even ask
me to go down on him, or indicate that it was even a necessity. I only needed
to explain the condom rule and he was cool with it.
Soon he was inside
me. I was lying on my back and he did that thing where he hooked his arms
behind my knees, folding me in half and angling me up to meet him. I told him
not to hold back and to go as hard as he could. He did NOT disappoint. He gave
me a great pounding while I made my happy noises.
He
Never
Stopped
Kissing
Me
- Just sayin -
He eventually
started pounding me so hard I was screaming, and he whispered down to me that I
was going to make him cum. HEH! Challenge accepted. I tightened my pussy
muscles around him and… yeah… cum he did.
His skin went super
sensitive, and I knew I couldn't continue with my fingernails on his back. I
just told him to curl up and take the sex-coma nap.
--
And, there you have
it…
He woke up and
explained why he needed to get going. We joked about him exceeding my
expectations of a good sweetie. Gold star, and I should have a roll of stickers
or suckers to give out to sweeties after they please me, LOL.
I repeat, there were
both hugs AND kisses before he left. I told him to come back sometime and he
said he would.
It remains to be
seen, of course. But I enjoyed him enough to give him a code name. Which I DID
clear with him!! I didn't want naming a black man Cocoa to be taken as a racial
slur.
He seems good with
it.
Not sure if he's
really coming back, or not… I just wanted to write about the experience while
it was still fresh.
He DID improve my
mood quite a bit. And he expressed that he was sad that I was upset and hurting
earlier and he really wanted to see what he could do to give me a better day.
He did a good job.
I'm grateful. But
I'm not going to blow up his phone or anything. He'll make contact when he
wants to and if he needs to. I know he's busy sorting out some life stuff. So,
I'm not going to bug him.
--
*sigh* Now… if only
Jasper would message me in a good mood and let me know if things are going to
be cool with us.
*sigh*
*sigh*
*sigh*
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