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Eighteen months ago I met the love of my life online.  Twelve months ago I invited him into me for the first time.

We’ve lived aside since then.  Tomorrow he is returning to my bed and I’m gonna initiate him into the best lovemaking of his life.

I live in a small village in the south of Holland near the city of Maastricht. Nothing ever happens in my hometown, and I learned to fit in and be invisible growing up.  I’m introverted by nature and generally was happy to be in the background and watch the other girls flirt with guys and make out and have sex with them.  Nobody knew it, but I wondered about sex a lot.  By the time I was sixteen, I had perfected the art of pleasing myself, imagining all kinds of scenarios that I would discover myself in.

But the one thing I missed the most was intimacy.  I wanted a real boyfriend, someone I could partner with in life.  I was not interested in sex for its own sake; I was happy to wait.

And then I met Jovan.  We clicked right away.  Jovan, at twenty-two, is two years older than me. He is from Colombia and is studying in the UK. I knew within a short time that I had found my soul mate. I felt seen and heard by him. I could tell him everything. He never judged me or tried to fix everything.  He listened to me.  He asked me questions.  He validated me.  And I fell in love with him over the next few months.

Our online relationship was very balanced; I told him about me and my issues and struggles, and he told me about the issues that were stressing him out. He was able to calm me and I, him.  Despite his heavy study and workload, he all the time made time for me, and I loved him for this.

During this period my masturbation ideation changed.  I wondered more and more about what Jovan and I would do in bed when we finally got together.   We talked about sex a lot. We got each other off.

My need for him in real life began to grow.  I would imagine with greater and greater anticipation what it would be like to see and hold his cock in real life; to have it in my body.  How many times did I lie on my back, pleasuring myself, yearning for his body to be on top of me, inside of me?  It was becoming unbearable. We had done enough talking about boundaries, safe words, contraception, our future together, hopes dreams and the like.  In honesty, I just wanted to jump his bones: there and then.  I was ready!

After eight months my dream came true. We’d arranged for Jovan to fly over from London. I picked him up at Schipol airport and we drove the three hours to my university dorm room. We did not stop talking the whole time.  He was so handsome: Tall, fit, fresh haircut and a lovely short-cropped beard.  My body was responding involuntarily in a way I had never felt before.  I wanted him.  I wanted him in a visceral way. I was both nervous and scared about having sex for the first time, but my body was telling me it was ready.

Jovan had been travelling since early in the morning, but I insisted that he leave the luggage in the car and that we go up to my room.

He looked at me quizzically and asked if that was what I wanted.  “Yes, yes,” I implored, “we can get the luggage later.”

We were both a little sweaty by the time we got to my dorm room, but I was more excited than ever.  I had prepared a gift jar filled with notes, each explaining why I loved him so much. 

As he began reading each note I became aware of his smell. He had been travelling the whole day and we’d just run up the stairs, so he was a little sweaty.  A very unfamiliar feeling took hold of me.  I was becoming intoxicated by his odour.  I wanted more, and the closer I stood next to him, the more urgent my need became for me. He was reading out the notes one by one and kissing me after reading out each one.  But his voice kept fading into the background as my body again began sending me signals that it had a deep, visceral need and that need had to be satisfied right then.

I took the half-empty gift jar out of his hand, placed it on my work desk, and led him to my bed. I began kissing him deeply, lost to the world. He pulled away.  “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked. “Yes,” I said, as I gently pushed him onto my bed and lay down beside him, rubbing his arms and kissing him again, this time more intently.  He stopped me again.  “Are you sure you want to go further than kissing?  You’re sure?”

“Yes!” I said, climbing on top of him in the cowgirl position.  “Yes, this is what I want, what I’ve been dreaming about, hankering for.”  To make my intentions clear, I began grinding on his pelvic area, and even though we were both fully clothed, my short skirt had ridden up my thighs and my wet, see-through panties were positioned on his hard cock and I could feel it in my slit as if I were naked.  My eyes, closed and I felt myself edging.  This was my dream coming true.

I lifted my dress over my shoulders and took it off. His eyes widened as I  removed my bra and my breasts dropped loose.

He wriggled from under me and I helped him remove his shirt.  His intimate odour made me more intoxicated, in a very primal way.  I was losing control but I felt safe with him and I liked this new feeling. 

He undressed completely I saw his erect penis.  I had never seen a penis in real life before. I loved the shape of it, slightly curving upward toward his belly.  Again, involuntarily, my vagina began to contract and release and I became aware of my intimate odour joining the mix of his pheromones in the room.  My head was now becoming dizzy.

Thankfully, Jovan pulled me down on the bed next to him and whispered, “Can I go down on you?”  “Yes,” I whispered back to him.  “Yes.”

Jovan slowly removed my panties and spread my legs, exposing my lady parts.  I was so nervous because I didn’t know what was happening down there.  A month ago I had an IUD inserted and I knew I was ovulating. I had never exposed myself to anyone before, but I felt comfortable and wanted him to see me. 

He drew himself closer and began to lick my pussy.  The sensation was more than I’ve experienced on my own, hard to describe, but soothing, calming.  I could feel the tip of his tongue exploring my partly closed virginal opening. I closed my eyes and allowed the warm sensation I felt to wash over me. This was the most intimate experience of my life.  Again, I became lost in my feelings and felt myself on the brink of orgasm when Jovan stopped licking me and came to lie next to me again. 

“Are you, sure?” He asked again, emphasizing the word ‘sure’.  “This is what you want?”  I was so sure.  And what made it even sexier for me, was the fact that I felt seen, my wishes respected and that we were doing this in partnership.  I wanted him more than ever.

“Okay then,” he said as he kissed me on my open mouth. I could taste and smell myself on his mouth.  I was on the edge of control again and the anticipation was heightening my nerve endings.  I was excited beyond anything i had felt before.

He drew away from me and held his very hard penis in his hand.  I could not help staring at its swollen head which had a drop of clear moisture leaking out.  I wanted to suck it, but I heard him mumbling about whether I’d ever put on a condom before and did I want to put it on now to be sure.

I shook my head, mesmerised.  I watched as he unrolled the condom over the head of his cock and slithered it down to its base, close to his balls which I’d just noticed for the first time.

I lay on my back with my knees bent and he mounted me in the missionary position.  He began kissing my breasts and this sensation made me horner than I’d ever been in my life.  I shifted my hips upward indicating that I wanted him to enter me. 

I felt him position his cock over my tight hole.  He applied some pressure asked me one final time, “are you sure?” 

In response, I angled my hips upward and I felt him enter me. 

His cock felt warm and big. It was a new feeling for me and with each gentle, slow thrust, he kept asking if I was alright and if it didn’t hurt. I said It didn’t and that it felt good.

I began to relax.  I leaned back further, arcing my hips upwards, and he began rhythmically thrusting, ever deeper into my cunt.  As he thrust deeper into me. I began to enjoy the sensation.  l told him that he felt massive inside of me and that I liked it and wanted more. 

He leaned over and began kissing me on the neck.   I wrapped my arms around him and tried kissing his neck too. I curled my legs around his waist and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and his thrusting.  This is what I imagined heaven felt like.

I was lost in my head, enjoying the rolling feeling in my tummy when I heard him asking if I wanted to try a different position. I asked what position he had in mind and, with a slight smirk, he said doggy-style.

Jovan pulled his cock out of me and turned me around and helped me get onto my knees.   He pulled my butt cheeks aside with his thumbs and I imagined him staring at my asshole. I could not believe that I felt comfortable with that wondered. In fact, the idea of anal sex both frightened and intrigued me.  But, he soon entered my pussy again and started fucking me. In this position, he could even go deeper into me, and he did; I really felt his going in and out and when he put his entire cock in to me, it felt really good.  I mean, really good. 

The nerve endings in my fingers and toes began to go into overdrive.  My fingers began to tingle.  I could feel the skin around my vulva beginning to tingle too and my cunt start to tighten yet get wetter and looser simultaneously.  I was edging again, but again, he stopped, pulled his cock out of me and this time he lay me on my back again.

He quickly entered me again and began thrusting deeper, harder and faster than before.  The tingling in my fingers, vulva and now toes too, began to overwhelm me.  Faster, deeper, slower. My toes began to curl tightly and my breathing became heavy.  We had agreed that I would call out his name when I began to come, but I had forgotten to do this, being lost in the moment. I was entering a place I had never been before. I was detached from the world and my hearing had been usurped by my fully stretched and activated senses. “Call my name, call my name,” was a voice that seemed to come out of nowhere.

“Jovan, Jovan, Jovan,” I began screaming.  My toes were curled, my fingers and lady folds were tingling and my vagina began convulsing. I felt like I was on the edge of consciousness.  I felt full.  And then, I felt the convulsing continue.  But as I came out of the haze I was in, I understood that it was his cock that was throbbing inside me.  I was finally overwhelmed and I collapsed on my back, spent.

Jovan lay down next to me and asked me how I felt.  We were both recovering and settling our breathing. I held his hand and told him that I loved every minute.  That he was a fantastic, generous lover and that I loved him.

He leaned over, kissed me lightly on the lips and said that he loved me too.

Nirvana.

After about an hour and a half, we got dressed and went back to the car to get the luggage and brought it back upstairs.

We lay on the bed again and Jovan reached over to pick up the gift jar. There were still some notes in the jar he had not read.

He read a few more and then came to one that said “I love you because you make me feel so happy when I talk to you”

We started kissing again. It got more intense. This time, we madly scrambled to get our clothes off. He threw me down onto the bed, spread my legs, and began licking and sucking my pussy.  I was not nervous as last time even though my pussy had just been thoroughly fucked.  I didn’t care what it looked like.  I just closed my eyes and began to enjoy the sensation. The more he sucked on me, the wider I tried to spread my legs.  I enjoyed the tightness.  Within minutes I began to come and moved his mouth away from my clit because it was so swollen and sensitive.

I was on a roll.  I wanted to please him like that too.  With my wet pussy still leaking onto my thigh, I pulled him closer to me and aimed my mouth at his stiff cock.

He laughed quietly, “Are you sure you want to suck on that right now?  I’ve been travelling the whole day, fucked my girlfriend with it and haven’t yet showered?”

I didn’t care, I just wanted to taste him and so I took his cock into my mouth. It was only then that I realised that I had never sucked cock before and didn’t have the faintest idea of what to do. “Whoah, baby, teeth, teeth,” he yelled.  I almost gagged from laughing.  “Sorry, I said.  “Whoa, we going to have to practice that,” he said, as I giggled uncontrollably.

“Here, this time it’s your turn to put the condom on”, he gestured, handing me the sealed envelope. I tore it open and unfurled the latex sleeve as he had shown me to do and rolled it lovingly down the length of his cock’s shaft.

I lay back and he entered me. We began kissing while he fucked me. I was very relaxed and enjoyed the motion, the feeling of fullness and his lips on mine.

This went on for a while and then he asked me to get into and showed me how to get into the cowgirl position. As soon as he entered me, I knew that this was the position I loved best so far.  He felt very deep inside me, but I felt in control.  I liked that.  The ability to choose, to set the pace.  I began to ride him, all the while looking at his face, the pleasure I was giving him evident. His eyes were closed, but he reminded me to say his name when I began to come.  I didn’t realise it at the time, but he was doing all he could to hold back until I finished.

I began to increase the pace. In a short while I was riding him hard and deep. When I leaned forward, I found that I could rub my clit on the shaft of his cock.  I rode even harder and began to feel the tingling sensation in my fingers and girl parts again. Once again my toes began to curl and with a last, massive thrust, I arched my back and screamed, “Jovan, Jovan, Jovvvvaaaaannnggghhhh,” as I lost control and gave in to my body’s urges. 

When I opened my eyes and sat upright again, Jovan’s eyes were wide and he was staring at me. I’m not sure what he was feeling, but he’d for sure never expected or experienced anything like that before.  He had unleashed years of pent-up sexual tension. The tiger in me had been released.  And I was just getting started!

We cuddled, showered and made dinner together. My body was calm and for the first time, I knew that I was in love.

NSFW: yes

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