A number of timing and scheduling issues complicated the plans star and I kept making. We’d hung out a couple of times, but really haven’t been able to play since that first night at her house.
This is something I was very keen to change.
So we set a date for the other night.
But the universe threw us another curveball. Playing at her house is going to be a little tricky for awhile, and my house just doesn’t have the privacy we’d need.
She had a plan, though.
She lives about as far from me as she possibly could, but it’s all freeway to get there, so for me, the drive isn’t a big deal. Still, we have generally stuck to a casino pretty much right in the middle of us. Right across the street is a little cluster of cute, boutique-y shops and a few nice restaurants. It’s where we had dinner the first time we hung out, it’s where I shamelessly groped her in the movie theater, and it’s where she suggested we go this time. She’d gotten us a room there.
This was going to be awesome.
We met in the hotel lobby, set our things in the room, and went across the street for dinner. And as always, she’s a blast to talk to, and she doesn’t mind me rambling, so that’s a bonus.
But as good as the food and conversation was, I was more interested in doing mean-ish things to her. So we went back up to the room and relaxed on the bed for a bit, watching TV.
There are a lot of things to love about her, but one thing that I’d completely forgotten I loved about playing with women is how little they are. It’s been so long since I’ve been with someone petite, significantly smaller than I am, I’d forgotten how awesome that is.
I had her take off her clothes, then pulled her across my lap. She was already wet, and fingering her got some amazing noises out of her. I started with one, then went to two, while she eagerly pushed back against me, moaning and squirming. It was so hot, the way she moved.
I wanted to fill her up.
I pulled out a dildo and fucked her with it, until she came. But that wasn’t enough for me. So after a moment I reached back into my little bag of tricks and pulled out a butt plug.
It was a small plug, I was nice.
I didn’t give her a whole lot of time to get used to it, though. I pushed it all the way in, then alternated between fingering her and rubbing her clit. And she was gasping, moaning, squirming, cumming all over the place.
She really is so fucking sexy. And holy fuck, the sounds she makes…
The dildo went back in, and I fucked her hard and fast, and she bucked against it, wanting it even harder and faster. And when she came, I didn’t even pause. I just kept fucking her.
I have no idea how many times she came. I don’t even know how long I was fucking her. But finally, after a particularly strong orgasm, I could tell she needed a rest. I pulled the dildo out, but kept the plug in, and let her curl up on my lap, while I ran the fingers of one hand up and down her back, and the other hand through her hair.
Naked, plugged, and sated, she started dozing a bit. But I wasn’t done with her yet. I’d give her a rest, let her recover a bit, but I still had one more thing I wanted to do to her.
She bought me a replacement for my Thunderstick, and I couldn’t wait to introduce her to it. And it made her nervous. She’s only rarely ever used a vibrator, and was pretty unsure about it.
I didn’t turn it up as high as it can go. Because I didn’t need to. She’s so little, and that thing is so powerful, she felt like it was just rattling her whole body. She definitely got more experience with the sadistic side of that toy than the nice side.
Holding it against her and turning it up was still pretty entertaining, though. And when I finally had mercy on her and fucked her again, she came almost immediately.
Of course, one orgasm is never enough. By the time I was done with her, she was panting and whimpering, completely exhausted and floating, and when I lied back down next to her, she immediately moved close, and I pulled her into my arms and let her relax.
It didn’t take long before she started dozing off again, and when I started dozing, myself, I sighed and untangled our limbs. I had to get home. Dammit.
It was tough to leave. She was such an inviting sight, lying there, still naked, on the bed. Seeing her like that made me want to do more to her. But she was worn out, and I was pretty tired, myself. I needed to get home.
So I hugged her and kissed her goodbye, and drove home. I’m already thinking about what I want to do to her next time I see her. I can’t wait.