During a conversation with my boyfriend while making love, he once asked me, "I'm not that big, but does it feel good?"
I remember telling him that I was satisfied with my beloved boyfriend's member.
Recently, we've been seeking excitement with scenarios like tying hands, blindfolds, and other playful situations in hotels, each other's rooms, or thrilling car encounters. One day at his house, I decided to try blindfolded lovemaking. Maybe the reaction was good from the previous blindfolded sessions? It seemed like the frequency was increasing, just a typical weekend intimacy.
We engage in our routine foreplay, licking, caressing, and pulling each other.
I can't hold back and ask him to enter, spreading my legs and showing my readiness.
He enters me, and I let out a soft moan.
It slides in deeply.
I can't help but let out a sound.
Even with the blindfold, I can tell it's thick and long.
Wait, is it different?
The breathing is heavy.
I realized it was a different man entering me.
Previously, during a role-play scenario, my boyfriend had asked if I wanted to try it with another man, and I didn't have time to think about what I had said. As I was being entered, I was captivated by the different movements and the large, long object, reacting sensitively.
I moaned, "Ah, ah! It feels so good!"
The slow movements gradually heated my chest.
I said, "Ah! No, you're savoring it too slowly."
Unlike my boyfriend, who usually goes for a fast-paced routine from missionary to cowgirl to doggy style.
He slowly enters me deeply, trying to mold my insides to his shape.
I asked, "Is it hitting deep?"
He answered that it was.
The thought of my boyfriend watching me being entered by another man excited me, and I couldn't help but say,
"It feels so good! Do it more!"
I said things I wouldn't normally say.
Then, the man started slowly moving in and out at the entrance, not going all the way in.
This teasing made me anxious.
I said, "Idiot! Put it in properly!"
As I wiggled my hips invitingly, the man slowly took his time entering me deeply.
I moaned, "Ahhh!"
My pleasure sensors reacted to the man's member hitting deep and rotating.
I said, "Ahhh, that's good! Rotate more!"
Teased, blindfolded, and with an unknown man, my mind sought pleasure.
I moaned, "Mmm! Ahh, that's good! I love it! Ah!"
I climaxed lightly.
Then the man lifted me into a cowgirl position.
I wanted to move up and down, but the man's member hit deeper than I expected, and with each movement, something flew away, making my voice louder.
I exclaimed, "Ahh! It's piercing! Ahh!"
When I stopped, the man thrust upward from below.
I cried out, "Ahh! Ahh! No!!"
I rolled to the side and lay face down, and he lifted my hips and entered from behind.
After climaxing several times, I couldn't muster the strength to do anything but accept his member.
I pleaded, "Please, let me rest."
Yet, the man's member continued to thrust deeply, and my insides, now wet and slippery, accepted it easily.
I moaned, "Ahh! Really, deep, mmm."
The man thrust his hips, breathing heavily.
The back entry went even deeper, and he thrust powerfully.
Different areas were stimulated, and I was overwhelmed by the pleasure reaching my head.
I cried out, "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! No, I'm really going to come!!!"
As I reached my peak, the man thrust even deeper.
I screamed, "No!! Ahhh!!!!"
With a strong thrust, he pressed his member against my depths, and I felt a twitching sensation inside.
I moaned, "Ah, ah, ah. Intense."
Although the man hadn't climaxed yet, he slowly withdrew his member, teasing the entrance.
I pleaded, "Ahh, no more! Don't tease me!"
Then he thrust deeply all at once.
I cried out, "Ahhh!!!!!"
The man's thrusting didn't stop.
I moaned, "Ahhh!! Wait! Ahh!"
At this point, I couldn't suppress my moans, and my body reacted with loud cries.
I moaned, "Ahh! Ahh! I'm coming! I'm coming again!!!! No!!!"
Yet, the man didn't stop moving his hips, and I tried to move forward to escape his member.
I apologized, "Sorry, I can't take it anymore!"
But the man held my hips, pulling me back, increasing his speed.
I moaned, "Ahh, ahh! Ahh. I'm already coming! I'm already coming!!! Ahh!! Stop, I'm coming!!"
Yet, the man continued thrusting.
For the first time, I squirted.
I cried out, "Ahh? No! Something's coming out!"
A strange sound mixed with splashing and slapping.
I moaned, "Ahh! Ahh! Ahhh! I'm going to die!! Ahh!" I think I said.
As he continued thrusting, his member seemed to harden.
When he finally withdrew, I thought it was over, but he positioned me in missionary and continued entering.
I moaned, "Ahh! No, ahh, it feels good! More, more!" Maybe I went crazy from too much pleasure?
Until the man climaxed, I kept saying inviting words like "It feels good" and "More."
I moaned, "Ahhh! Good! It's hitting deep! Thrust more! Hit my insides!!"
The man quietly said he was going to come.
He withdrew from my insides, and a large amount of his essence covered my body.
The scent enveloped me.
I couldn't shake off the feeling of exhaustion, and I fell asleep while being wiped down.
When I woke up, the blindfold was removed, and my boyfriend said he felt good too.
I thought it was impossible, but when I thought about that sensation again, I agreed that blindfold play excited both of us.
The identity of the member that day remained unknown, but the next time we made love, it was just normal, and I realized it wasn't stimulating enough anymore.
