Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Pretend Sunday

Welcome to Pretend Sunday:

I have wanted to watch porn with the Chief for a while now. I realize the controversy blah blah blah. I enjoy watching it. And he enjoys watching it. I wanted to watch it together... and see what happened. So curled into bed that night I started the DVD, laid my head on his chest and curled up. The night was starting perfectly. In fact if I recall we were both essentially ready for bed at the time. Not after the DVD.. nope. Not at all. I have never been more turned on in my entire life. Watching the DVD. Watching him watch the DVD. Watching him watch me touch myself with the DVD playing in the background. Knowing he's watching me while I'm watching the DVD and all other combinations was completely heady, and such an incredible turn on. Watching the way his body responded to the movie and to me made me want to play, and copy the movie. Eventually the movie was merely background noise, we were too busy exploring each other to care. Kissing, stroking, licking, scratching, touching and teasing...

See we have this rule. He's older, so he is in charge of being responsible. If sex ever were to come up his job is condoms. He is also responsible for making sure that someone is clothed-ish, and that nothing happens that shouldn't be happening. It turns out that while insanely handsome and sexy he is HIGHLY irresponsible.   ;)  Crawling over him to get out of bed I found myself straddling him instead, with his very, VERY eager cock pressing against my very, VERY thin sleeping shorts. Pressing harder into him illicited the most incredibly delicious sound and I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward to kiss him harder, and ground my hips into him more.... Suddenly his naked body was sliding into mine. I gasped in both shock and sheer pleasure as he pressed just a little bit deeper into me.
"Where... are.... the condoms...?" He breathed. Without answering I stumbled around to find one, and slid it on, very nervous.

Now we all know just how much I love firsts. Making love to him for the first time was one of those moments when the whole universe stops, and all you want is more, and more and for the moment to never end.

But it wasn't just our first time. It was a whole tangle of firsts. His Ex and him never really moved past one position. Tragic right? Trust me.. I know. But we explored, and played and tried all sorts of new things, which made it a night for all sorts of firsts. I hope we can always find new things to share as firsts. Because watching the look on his face as I rode him for the first time stole my breath away. The look on his face as he was above me, pushing every inch of himself as deep as he could inside of mine was incredible. Twisting and adjusting and finding that sweet, perfect spot to drive his body over and over against mine was sheer bliss until we actually came together. Mhmmm. True story. It was... perfect... But even more incredible was being able to share those moments with him. I mean lets get serious, actually getting to be someones legitimate first together is pretty rare. But that is exactly what it felt like. The past was completely erased. There was nothing but him, and there will be no one but him from now until forever. And I love knowing that, and feeling that, with everything that I am.

Sunday night was also our first sleepover night since... Well. New Years. It was incredibly, insanely overdue. After all those first it was incredible to collapse all sweaty and sleepy into his arms. Snuggling closer to him, and letting my body curve against his just made me feel like I was home (even though TECHNICALLY I was at home..)

And waking up Monday morning (thank goodness for holidays!) was one of those moments that made me catch my breath, smile and think, " I can't wait to do this every morning". The soft morning light filtering in the windows and making his hair sparkle. Being kissed on the forehead and drawn closer to be held and cuddled, and his sexy raspy morning voice whispering, "Good morning babe... I love you... I love this..." We laid there together, whispering and giving ourselves over to the moment for a little while. And then we popped the DVD back in to finish it, and ended up starting where we left off the night before, except this one ended with blow-jobs and making a ridiculously sticky mess. Thank goodness for it being morning and completely reasonable for us to go have a nice hot shower. The Chief hopped in, and when I peeked in to see how he was doing he invited me to join. Well hell yes I will :) So we spent the next little bit exploring each other's bodies all wet and hot and soapy, covering each other in soapy suds, laughing at the water getting into our eyes and trying to manoeuvre around the small space. It was wonderful. When we both got out, we dried off and curled back into bed. Laying there beside him we made a vow that every Sunday would be exactly like this. Sex and showers and naughty movies and sleeping in. Sounds like a pretty good way to spend every possible Sunday from now until forever to me.

That afternoon we went for lunch and revelled in the awesomeness that was Fake Valentines Day and Pretend Sunday. It was the perfect weekend, and man oh man is it every going to be hard to top ;)

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