Kayla
Posted: 21 Apr 2014 08:21
This recording took place on several pieces of furniture as well as the floor, and I believe this was by design.
I met Kayla on a charity micro-distillery tour, one of the kinds where you get taken from place to place on a bike pulled rickshaw. I had gone with my friend, and so had she. Kayla and her friend were both in their late 30s-early 40s, and each was dark haired, fake tanned, and showing more than a little leg and cleavage. The four of us starting talking and flirting at the first distillery, and it wasn't long after that we split up so that our friends were riding together in one rickshaw and Kayla I are were riding in another. When we got to the last place on the tour, we noticed that our friends had left early with one another. So Kayla and I went out for one last drink afterward, and then went to my place. We had only been there for a few minutes when sh told me she "didn't think we should be doing this," which I normally take a a cue for me to slow down for a bit. But when she said it, she was giving a sexy smile, and she had already taken me out of my pants and was stroking me as she said it, so I decided slowing down was not in order.
During sex, she kept moving us from one piece of furniture to the next, like she wanted to try everything in my loft at least once. About 20 minutes in she asked me to come, which I normally take to mean that she was done with me, thank you very much. But once I came, she immediately used her hand and then mouth to keep me hard. So when she told me to come again about 40 minutes later, I kind of wanted to hold off -- but I couldn't. Her eye contact and facial expression were just to sexy.
Afterwards we fell asleep. When I woke up for work she was gone. I checked the nightstand, but didn't' see a note. Seemed like I was a one and done for her. On the way out to work, however, I noticed she'd put a sticky note on my front door with her name, number, and a smiley face, and she had left her panties hanging on the door nob.
I met Kayla on a charity micro-distillery tour, one of the kinds where you get taken from place to place on a bike pulled rickshaw. I had gone with my friend, and so had she. Kayla and her friend were both in their late 30s-early 40s, and each was dark haired, fake tanned, and showing more than a little leg and cleavage. The four of us starting talking and flirting at the first distillery, and it wasn't long after that we split up so that our friends were riding together in one rickshaw and Kayla I are were riding in another. When we got to the last place on the tour, we noticed that our friends had left early with one another. So Kayla and I went out for one last drink afterward, and then went to my place. We had only been there for a few minutes when sh told me she "didn't think we should be doing this," which I normally take a a cue for me to slow down for a bit. But when she said it, she was giving a sexy smile, and she had already taken me out of my pants and was stroking me as she said it, so I decided slowing down was not in order.
During sex, she kept moving us from one piece of furniture to the next, like she wanted to try everything in my loft at least once. About 20 minutes in she asked me to come, which I normally take to mean that she was done with me, thank you very much. But once I came, she immediately used her hand and then mouth to keep me hard. So when she told me to come again about 40 minutes later, I kind of wanted to hold off -- but I couldn't. Her eye contact and facial expression were just to sexy.
Afterwards we fell asleep. When I woke up for work she was gone. I checked the nightstand, but didn't' see a note. Seemed like I was a one and done for her. On the way out to work, however, I noticed she'd put a sticky note on my front door with her name, number, and a smiley face, and she had left her panties hanging on the door nob.
