Suzanne Portnoy

Call me weird but guys that come too fast really turn me on.  Not so fast that they never even manage penetration but the kind that just about manage penetration and then explode.  Being more like the slow train that stops at every station rather than the Express when it comes to my own orgasm, there’s nothing to speed up the train than a man that comes too quickly inside me (in a condom of course) and then lets me grind on his face for a few minutes, drinking up all my fluids as he’s licking me out.

Yesterday, I met up with such a guy and we spent most of the afternoon just lazing around, me casually stroking his cock whilst having a conversation.  He was hard as a rock but I wasn’t really paying much attention, although every once in a while he told me to stop when it all started to get too intense.  Then I just rested my hand on the base for a few minutes, kept on talking and after a while I could feel it was ok to carry on stroking so I did.  I wasn’t trying to make him come.  I was just enjoying the feeling of keeping him hard.  So many men can’t seem to juggle talking and fucking, it was nice to meet one who not only could but seemed to really be getting off on it.

We carried on like that for an hour or more, taking breaks every once in a while.  I wasn’t in a rush to go anywhere and he didn’t seem to be either so I figured I could just take my time and enjoy being with him. He was a handsome guy with pale blue eyes, spiky blondish hair, a lovely smile and a perfectly nice penis. ‘Nice cock,’ I said at one point while I was stroking it.

‘Well, I like it,’ he said laughing.

Relaxed and confident, it felt really easy to be with him.  It made a change from the usual ‘fuck and go,’ just hanging out with no real agenda.  These days my life seems to be dominated by clock watching.

After a couple of hours though, even I was feeling that if I didn’t climb onto him soon, I might explode so we took things up a notch. He loved eating my pussy and I love a man who loves to eat pussy.  He circled the head of my clit with his tongue and then sucked on it - a move guaranteed to drive me wild as it reminds me of the way I go down on a guy. Then he put his fingers inside me until I was begging for his cock. He had now been hard for about two hours and when he slipped the condom on and pushed against me, I could already feel he wasn’t going to last long.  He pulled out quickly.

‘Oh, jeez, that’s too much,’ he said.  He played around with me for a few minutes longer with his fingers until, begging him once again to fuck me, he slipped his cock inside.  Within seconds I could feel him coming and knowing he was that turned on just pushed all my buttons.  We took a few minutes break and then I climbed on top of him, practically screaming the roof down within five minutes and hoping that no one was calling to call an ambulance or the police. I can make the biggest racket sometimes, especially when a guy is licking my clit right after I’ve come. That one really sent me over the edge. I thought I might faint.

We both laughed, the only thing to do under the circumstances as even I was embarrassed by all the noise I’d made. ‘You coming so quickly really turned me on,’ I said.

‘Really?’ he said, looking surprised.

‘Yeh,’ I said. ‘I just thought about how turned on you were and that did it for me.’

‘Well you had been stroking my cock for a few hours. I didn’t think I could hold out any longer.’

We took a shower together, kissed and then he was off. What a lovely afternoon…