The Musician

By Irish eyes

Sometimes you have no idea how great something will be until it is. I have a friend (I'll call him Steven) with whom I've been chatting for a while. We've had a wonderful time, flirting and discussing what we like, especially sexually. But beyond, the sex talk, we had fun talking about other things, music, movies, etc. He has a slightly quirky sense of humor and it is fun keeping up with the way his mind works.

Steven had mentioned that he might be in town one day that week, but there was nothing definite about it. As I got ready to go out Friday night, I checked my email messages and there was a message from Steven that he was in town and was it too late to get together? I shot off a quick answer telling him to call me and then left voice mail on his phone also. Unfortunately, I didn't hear anything back immediately, so I carried on with my plan to head downtown for some dinner and hanging out at my favorite pub. I had only driven a short distance when I got a phone call back from Steven. I spontaneously rearranged my plans and invited him to meet me for dinner. I gave him directions and we both set off in that direction. He was further away than I was, so when I got to the restaurant, I got a table. The host was going to seat me near a family with children and I asked for a table in the corner where it would be quiet enough to talk instead. I had a book with me (as usual) so I spent the time reading while I waited for Steven to show up. Now, I had never actually seen him before, just a picture or two without his face showing, and didn't really know what to expect. Soon, I was looking up to see an attractive man with a charming smile and very nice blue eyes. I stood for a quick hug, and we sat back down at the table. As we ordered food, and talked, we slipped into an easy, non-pressured conversation (just like so many we'd had on-line). We talked about our families, our jobs, our favorite music, etc.

As we finished eating our meals and the plates were cleared by the server, our conversation became sexier, more flirtatious. We had more eye contact and as I looked deeply into his eyes, I wondered what he wanted to do as the sexual tension rose. I placed my hand on his, on top of the table, lightly stroking his hand and looking at his eyes. I felt an instant arousal, almost to the point of having an orgasm right then and there, in the restaurant!! He looked straight at me and asked if I wanted to go somewhere else. It was all I could do to say yes. Paying the bill, waiting for him to go to the men's room, walking to my car, all took on a higher degree of anticipation. We got to my car, and I turned to lean my back against it. Steven leaned down and we kissed. Oh, my! I love kissing! I love kissing so much that I think every one should be an excellent kisser, and I am devastated when I find someone who isn't, but, God, this man can kiss!!

Well, I no longer realize that we are standing in the lighted parking lot just steps away from the front door of the restaurant. I want to fall into this man's arms and forget everything. I am ready to melt into his lips, go wherever he takes me. Fortunately, his brain is still working, and he asks if I want to sit in the car for a while. It's a good thing the car lock is a simple button on the electronic key; I can't possibly put a key in a keyhole! He gets in the passenger seat and we are kissing again!!! I have never been kissed like this in a car (obviously a very deprived adolescence!!). Unfortunately, other than for teenagers, kissing in a car has certain drawbacks. The gear shift is in the way, the seats are too far away, the restaurant is still too close. And we aren't naked!! We quickly decide to leave and go back to my house. Sadly, that means separating into our own cars. I give him directions and tell him I will be driving like a Bat Out of Hell, with appropriate musical accompaniment!! So, music blasting, I drive home, smiling as I see him in my rear-view mirror.

We arrive at my house, and directly into my bedroom. More kissing, of course, and we start to explore each other's bodies. My blouse is lifted over my head and his hands find my breasts. Hmmmm. I unbutton his shirt, and my hands wander over his smooth chest. We need to be naked, but at the same time, we are both enjoying touching and feeling, tasting, savoring each moment. I am so wet and aroused, and as soon as his clothes are off, I see how aroused he is as well.

Steven lays me down on the bed and his hands move over me. Sometimes firmly, massaging, sometimes feather touches exciting all my nerve endings. I feel like his hands are playing me like an instrument. Ahhh, musician hands! Then, his mouth is kissing, licking, moving lower, lower, until his mouth finds my pussy and my very aroused clitoris. Oh, my!! I am dripping wet, and he tastes me, licking and sucking until I explode with an orgasm. I feel wonderful, and I want more!!

I slide my fingers around his hard cock and sigh. Of course, I love how his cock feels, but there is so much more to this man. I want to explore all of him. I want him to explore all of me. We take a moment to slip on a condom (I have decided that safer sex is important to me even though I am uninhibited and hedonistic!!) and he is in me!! He moves in me, filling me up and I start to move with him, lifting my hips to meet him. Again, I climax, feeling him deep within me. Slipping apart, I roll over onto my abdomen, a pillow under my hips lifting up my ass. He is lubricating my ass, fingers entering me, and then his cock hard and slick in my ass, filling me again! He starts telling me how it will feel when I have his cock in my pussy and another man's cock in my ass, and my mind is overwhelmed with the thoughts and the feeling. His cock is pounding into my ass, hard and fast, and I can imagine the whole scenario. The orgasm starts in my head and moves through my body. Honestly, I know the anatomy and physiology and that female orgasm starts with the clitoris or the G-spot, but I know what I feel. This one starts in my head and it is a completely amazing feeling! A whole different level!!

I have to rest for a little while after that earth-shaking, eye-rolling, take-your-breath-away orgasm. His hands keep touching me as we lay together, gathering energy for more. As we move together again, it is slower, more sensual, with more of the light massage awakening my body again. This time he is above me and I can see his face. After a new condom, he is filling me again, gently sliding in my vagina, slowly teasing me, keeping me on the edge of my next orgasm for an obscenely long time. My vaginal muscles try to hold him, but he takes his time. I feel the energy between us, barely controlled. The crescendo continues to build until we are moving together in a faster, deeper rhythm which sends us both over the edge.

Oh, my God!!! This is the best sex I have had in a very long time. It is the connection with the head and the body, meeting each other emotionally, mentally, intellectually, physically, all at the same time. There is nothing like it!! --

The End