Creampies Memory June 14th, 2005

At one point in my life I express the desire for a lasting relationship instead of a quick, hot fuck; no one has ever reacted positively when I tried to express both sides of myself. Not until I meet J. J told me he was an financial analyst and he was very handsome in his photos. After e-mail and a couple of phone calls, we decide to meet for dinner. It turned out that he looks better in person. We both had a great time. I was surprised when he invited me back to his place for drinks. The view was stunning on his penthouse unit professionally decorated. I am a sucker of stylish urban living. He turned off the lights so we could get a better view and our eyes adjusted to the ample ambient light from the city. And then he poured me a vodka and cranberry juice.He was such a perfect gentleman.But not for long The feel o f his erection against my ass was an enormous turn-on. I reached behind to stroke his pants, then turned and dropped into a unladylike squat to release his belt and open his zipper. He slid his hard cock into me with slow, rythmic movements, taking many strokes before giving me his full length. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my hips, holding me tight and controlling my movements so that it was all about his cock. His thrusts became more urgent and he pushed me roughly against the wall as he shot his creampie load, filling my pussy. We stayed connected for a minute, breathing ragged, before he pulled back. That was a great creampie night. J and I had been in relationship for two years. That two years were full of joys and satisfaction. He was such a great lover. I had never felt so much love in my life.