This is the only story I've written that is completely true.

It's my recollection of our last encounter together. It's been much too long since then. I hope it won't be the last memory we make with each other. Why am I always so nervous before we meet? Shes sure she will never know the answer to that question.

As she drives to his apartment, shes shaking like a leaf, as usual. The tremor in her hands and feet is so severe that its difficult to drive. Even though there is virtually no traffic, she feels as if time is standing still and she cant get to him quickly enough.

The moisture between her legs is building and her softness starts to ache, wanting him inside her. Mixed with the excitement is a bit of worry. Will she cum for him tonight? Its never easy for her to cum with a partner. Not that it hasnt happened, but it doesnt happen often. Performance anxiety, she supposes. She has only cum with him one time and she is aware that it bothers him. It doesnt bother her, as she has told him numerous times.

But, she knows he thinks she doesnt enjoy herself as much as she could. Doesnt allow herself to relax enough to cum. Maybe hes right. She decides to try not to worry about it, just enjoy him and their time together. Whatever happens will happen. She pulls in front of his truck, gets out of her car and walks to his door. As she starts to knock, he opens it up and lets her in.

Hello, she says timidly. Smiling at her as she steps inside he says, You know where to go. Youve been here before. She leads the way to his bedroom. Once there, he grabs her purse and keys from her and quickly tosses them aside. He pulls her tightly to him and gives her a deep, passionate kiss. Releasing his embrace, they walk over to the side of his bed and he stands behind her, caressing her shoulders while he kisses her neck.

He reaches around and begins to unbutton her shirt, exposing the white bodysuit shes wearing underneath her clothes for him. What shoes are you wearing?, he asks as he nuzzles her shoulder. Sandals, she replies. Take them off so that I can get these jeans off you. She kicks her sandals off and he unbuttons her jeans. As soon as they are unfastened he pushes her facedown onto the bed and pulls them off. She feels his hands massaging her back, working his way down to her buttocks where he slaps her soft place. Mmmmm, yeah, he says as she moans with pleasure. Scoot up on the bed. She works her way to the center of the bed, hearing him undress behind her. When he climbs on she feels his weight press against her back, his length against her eager soft place.

He starts to tease her wet softness with the head of his length at the open crotch of the bodysuit, rubbing it along her wetness, making her insane with hunger for him. She is wiggling beneath him, wanting him inside her. Finally he satisfies her desire and plunges his shaft deep within.

Please dont stop, she thinks to herself, please. She doesnt dare say these words out loud, however, fearing that instead of what shes thinking, shell say something stupid that she will regret later. He puts his weight on her back and whispers in her ear, Mmmmm, yes, you do have a sweet softness, dont you? Yes, is her barely audible response to him.

Pushing himself to his knees, he pulls out of her. Is this thing hot? he asks, tugging on the bodysuit. Yes, a little Sliding it from her shoulders, he slowly undresses her. She rolls onto her back and he leans over to give her another kiss. She reaches up and runs her hands along his arms. Theyre so strong, and she longs to feel them around her, pressing her to his body.

As If he reads her mind he says, Put your arms around my neck. She does as he asks and then he wraps his arms around her and moves her on the bed so that her head is resting on his pillow. Kissing his way down her body, he stops at her softness his tongue tracing teasing circles around the outside. Her personal place starts to swell and her softness burns, wanting his hardness again. She twists underneath him as she feels him begin to toy her personal place. All she can do is moan and squirm as he explores her and fans the flames of her arousal. He takes her personal place between his teeth and nibbles. The sensation is incredible and her vocalizations become louder as he continues his pressure.

Slowly her climax builds.

Part of her worries that he is getting tired and feels guilt that it is taking so long. Another part of her never wants him to stop what he is doing. He doesnt stop. He is relentless, determined that her pleasure will come before his, no matter what. His patience is rewarded as at last she shatters the silence with the screams of her orgasm.

Her body convulses as he continues to toy her and nibble on her personal place. She can finally take no more and begs him to stop. Just as she thinks the last wave has passed he thrusts his length within her and she begins to cum again. As he pumps into her, she screams louder than before. Her mind has surrendered control to her body and she squeezes his length hard as she rides the waves of the climax. From the corner of his eye, he sees a shadow looming outside. Someone is looking in the window, he says as he puts his hand over her mouth to silence her. Suddenly he is on his feet, tapping on the glass. The panes are frosted, so he is confident no one can see what is happening inside. Hey, whats going on? he shouts at the shadow. Nothing man, says the voice on the other side.

Oh well, I hope he enjoyed the show, she laughs as he exchanges further pleasantries with the intruder. Once he is satisfied their uninvited guest has left, he turns to her and they smile at each other and laugh. Lying beside her once again, he motions for her to snuggle next to him and says, Come here.

Without hesitation she cuddles in his arms, enjoying the feel of them around her body. They lay quietly together for a few minutes, his arms holding her in a firm embrace, her breath slowly returning to normal. Did you have a good cum? he asks. Mmmmmm.

Yes, thank you. She turns her face to his and kisses his cheek. Laughing softly he says, My pleasure. She is still so amazed that he wont stop until she has been satisfied. So many men say they want their partner to be satisfied first. He is the only one she knows who really means it. She feels so much warmth towards him and wants to give him as much pleasure as he has given her. Her hand works its way down to his length. She begins to massage it and makes him hard again. She puts her head on his stomach and slides his length into her mouth tasting her dried juices. Get between my legs, he says. She does as he asks and toys and sucks his length to fullness. He reaches down and rubs her hair as she caresses his balls and works her mouth up and down his shaft. Oooo, play yeah, thats good. Her head bobs up and down on him and his hips start to buck underneath her.

He slides his length in and out, playing her mouth and she knows he is close to exploding.

Faster and faster his hips go and deeper and deeper his length goes in. She usually despises letting a man shoot his load inside her mouth. But with him its different. She wants to do it for him craves it. Her desire to give him as much pleasure as he gives her is the only thing that matters. She feels his length throb and now its he who is screaming. His cum hits her throat and she sucks on him until he can stand no more. Stop, stop!!! he finally says. She sits up and watches him as his orgasm slowly subsides. She lies next to him on the bed and he reaches over and pulls her in his arms once again.

As she listens to the rhythm of his heart, she savors his scent. and his taste. She wishes this moment could last forever.