the couch scene

the time I knew a taurus

something about getting ate out with a glass of wine in hand, on a man’s couch and The Gentlemen playing in the background made me go feral -

I met a taurus man, April Taurus to be exact. tall, handsome. dimples were like cupid with his arrow. prettiest smile, deep voice. educated, shared the same interest in the solar system as I. made me laugh and I, him. we hit it off. listen, making it past initial “hello” is always a hardship. not us. we decided to go on a date and watch a movie and have some wine. this taurus gravitated to his bong while he poured me a glass of wine. gray, was the color of this big, comfortable couch. he asked if it was ok that he sat next to me. I wanted nothing more in that moment. I assure him it was safe to come in closer. he picks my feet up and place them on his lap, of course he rubs them. I place my hand on his back and this is a fav movie of mine so we are locked in. holding back. im having my wine, he toked and poured him a whiskey. our hands are exploring each other’s bodies and we both lean in for a kiss. “do you want me to stop?’, he asks. “yes. we’re watching a movie”, I say. one of my fav scenes passes and his hands are gliding all over my body. he turns his head and looks at me, we both smile. we kiss each other and this time, we don’t stop. glass of wine still in hand, he places his whiskey on his glass coffee table. he kisses my body; my cheek, my neck, my tummy over the shirt, my hips. he slides my leggings off and kisses the top of my pussy. he asks me, “are you comfortable? is this ok?” I heavily nod and say “yes, it’s ok”, (we love a man who gets consent). he kisses my inner thigh and works his way to my clit. euphoria, ecstasy. i’ve still got a glass of wine in hand and he’s devouring me, coloring every crevice with his tongue and savoring every drip i’ve to offer. oh, does it feel good. i’m a river for the way his earthy feel flows through me; I tilt my head back and moan. rising and rotating my hourglass hips, i’ve forgotten how good it can be when a man genuinely enjoys exploring your body for his pleasure. im moaning slightly more and he takes his hand and grabs the wine from mine and placed it next to his whiskey all while still keeping between my thighs. fuck, that was so attractive, he didn’t miss a beat. he stayed coursing my river but I wanted him so bad so I pulled him up. he kissed me but pulled up. I knew he wanted me to suck his dick, so I did. I traced every vein until the tip of my tongue touched the tip of him. slowly wrapping my mouth around him, sliding up and down. one hand, two hands on the base of him. up and down, in and out. he tasted delicious. he jolted and asked me to stop. he kissed me and slowly laid me on my back. he laid on top of me and kissed my shoulder. he didn’t need to guide his dick with his hands, his hips did it seamlessly and he slid right into me. I love when a man moans when he enters me. I gasped because I wasn’t expecting what just happened - as in, how big he is. he’d shown me what he was working with. I think when he had shown me, he had to have been soft because this was not the length and girth I was anticipating. I titled my head back and relaxed. he’s a grunter, ugh I love a vocal man. tell me baby, talk me through it. he placed his right hand right at the start of my tit. he slid his fingers down my body and placed his arm under my hips, pulling me closer; deeper he went. I was not prepared, it slightly hurt but the good hurt - im a masochist and a sadist so it turned me on more. he asked if I was ok because I made a noise that was slight faint from a cry. I whispered, “im ok. don’t stop”. rest assured, he didn’t. I think he wanted me more. he bit my shoulder and I moaned because at the same time, he hit the spot. you know, THAT spot. I moaned and apologized because I squirted all over his couch. I love when a man wants ALL of me. he moaned and said “don’t stop”. music to my ears because I didn’t. I wrapped my perfumed legs around his waist and pulled him in closer. his breath work was immaculate and I loved feeling his cadence on my shoulder. he took his big, masculine hands and wrapped them around my throat. with each thrust, he squeezed tighter. my eyes rolled in the back of my head and I had a slight grin. allowing myself to drift, he fucked me hard. the oxygen leaving my brain as I attempted to stare into his eyes and see his sinister side; fuck its so sexy. the orgasm I felt was euphoric. when I needed a relief, I tapped twice on his arm. he released with care. “are you ok?” as he slows his strokes? “fuck me, now”, I say. he reluctantly pulls himself out. he kisses me and commands for me to turn around, so I oblige. im bent over on the couch on all fours, breathing intensely. he begins to take his tongue and eat my ass, licking me from top to bottom. I can hear him tell me how good I taste. he takes his dick and slightly places it at the shell of my pussy, rubbing the tip up and down. im breathing heavy, I know what’s coming. im so wet and he slides in and it feels like a perfect fit.. but thicker. im panting and he moans so loud. im a slut for being bent over so I beg him to speed up his rhythm. not for his pleasure, but mine. it hurts so good, I scream and moan and I love hearing his speech slur. I place my right hand and touch my clit, rotating in soft circles. I announce I am going to cum and he chuckles and says “let go, baby”. when a man gives me permission to give my all, I do. all you hear is our bodies slapping, moaning, wetness and hard fucking. I feel his sweat on the small of my back and I receive slight joy because that means he is putting in work and has satisfaction. “im going to cum,” he says. music to my ears.

he cleans me, leads me to the bathroom. he pours me a glass of wine and a glass of water. we sit and I apologize for my mess. he grins and is proud of himself; he should be. he holds me close and we decide to go to his bed. he had clothes for me and we climb into. he placed the water on my nightstand and he holds me. I drift into sleep and so does he.

should I tell you about how we woke up at 4am and had round 2?