Of all the relationships I’ve had she, let’s call her Nats, is the one that I most regret losing.  She was pretty, kind and an absolute demon in the bedroom, no holds barred, willing, even eager, to try anything and totally committed whenever we had sex. And we had quite a lot of that.

Our first time together was a revelation, never had I known a woman lose herself so completely to the moment. She had beautiful small breasts with nipples that more than doubled in length when she was turned on, they began as buttons and finished like bullets, they felt as though they filled my mouth when I sucked them, which I did while touching her and knowing that she loved it because she didn’t just get wet, she gushed!

That first time is always exciting, learning what each other likes, feeling your way through and opening yourselves to each other, physically and mentally, discovering from reaction what’s liked most and what’s liked less, exploring, licking, touching, sucking. 

We started out fairly vanilla, me on top, Nats guiding me in.  I loved watching her face as I went in deeper, the gasp – the eyes closing with pleasure. Kissing as we thrust into and against each other. Before long she pushed me back and sat up. I wasn’t disappointed because I could tell she just wanted something different.

She pushed me on my back and descended hungrily on my cock, sucking and bouncing her head. It was a very intense BJ. Soon, I wanted her again, I pulled her face towards mine, she feigned a glum expression, mock disappointment at being made to stop but kissing her brought back the genuine murmurs of enjoyment.  I had at first intended for her to ride me but as I lifted her body towards me, I grabbed her hips and lifted her way over my cock, and once she understood my intention she helped by knee-walking towards me, placing her knees either side of my head.  Then I pulled her down so that her pussy landed squarely on my mouth.  Nats was shaved completely, scrupulously clean and tasted divine. 

Her labia were generous and, though it’s often a joke, her clitoris presented no challenge to find.  I sucked her lips in turn, and teased her clit with my tongue, then pushed it as deep as I could inside her.  I looked up and watched as she smiled down from above those intensely prominent nipples. She ground her hips into my face and her juices literally poured over my lips, mouth and chin. I was in sexual heaven.  I reached up to stroke and gently pinch her nipples.  Her hands landed on top of mine, encouraging them to stay.  By now I’m concentrating on her clit, and she starts to shudder.  The scream is rewarding and encourages me to suck and lick even harder.  Her’s wasn’t the porn movie gasp and groan, it was guttural, uncontrolled and came in short bursts until there was one long, extended, high pitched “Aaaaahh”. Then she relaxed, but I kept licking, which made her pull away with, “No! Too much” but delivered breathily and with a smile.

She shuffled down my body and without further comment sat straight onto my, by now extremely hard erection.  It took absolutely no effort from either of us, she was so wet that slipping in was easy.  Then she started to bounce, and I thrust into her, massaging her breasts, moving a hand down to thumb-stroke her clit, which I could see glistening just above my cock.  Once in a while she tapped my hand away because it was too much for her, before smiling when, after giving her a break, I put it back.

I eased her off me and laid her onto her back, she made a noise of sorts, I kind of “Ah ha” indicating that she knew what I wanted.  That was one of the great things about our sex life together, we shared control equally and always went along with the other’s desires.  She lay back and opened her legs revealing her now wet pussy, the skin all round it glowing, coated with her juices, and after her sitting on me, I too was pretty wet all over that area.  The open legs were too much – I fell and again planted my mouth over her opening and plunged my tongue as deep as I could, not for long though, she made appreciative noises and for a few seconds thrust her hips up to meet my lips but soon, her hands gently pulled me up – again we kissed.  I then knelt between her legs, lifted her feet onto my shoulders and pushed deep inside her, “Yes” she almost screamed.  She grabbed her own legs and pulled them towards her head giving me easier access and I knew that this wasn’t going to last much longer.  I pushed slowly at first but as slowly as I could, built up the pace.  I’d held back as long as possible, and told her that I would soon come, “Inside me” she commanded.  And with that, I thrust like there’s no tomorrow and the moment I began to come, so did she again.  It seemed to last forever, but eventually the waves of pleasure subsided, as did my penis that was still inside her, we lay there like that for several minutes, her legs more relaxed and we kissed much more gently this time.

After a bit of a rest, we carried on for a second, less intense session.

Over our time together, we pushed our experience and boundaries, and it was probably the most physically satisfying relationship I’ve ever had, perhaps that intensity was its downfall.

As we saw more of each other and she stayed over much more often, we experimented further, we’d visit sex shops together and find novel little toys.  Once she arrived with a butt plug that she used on my while sucking me off. Then we shared it between us

Another time, she said she was curious about how I masturbated, I said I hadn’t for some time, I hadn’t needed to! “Do it for me?” How could I refuse? I sucked her beautiful nipples, went down on her to get hard then lay back and started to wank, with an audience of one.  That too was very horny. She helped by laying her hand on my balls, running a finger down to tease my anus and before too long, my right hand did its job, and I was shooting a generous stream over my stomach and chest.  She immediately bent over to lick it all off me.

“Your turn” I said. With a smile, Nats shuffled up the bed, knelt with her pussy over my face, giving me a close-up view as she played with herself, rubbing her clit with one hand and teasing her nipples with the other.  Behind her body, I was now getting quite painfully hard.  She brought herself to orgasm, her body shuddered, her pussy dripped juices into my mouth.

Then she leaped off me, turned through 180 degrees, dropped her pussy onto my mouth and fell on my cock, sucking me like her life depended on it.  I could barely concentrate on licking her out, though she wasn’t just wet, she was soaked, I could drink her and sucked mouthfuls of juice from her fanny.  I came very quickly after that little adventure, and she swallowed it all.  This time it was my turn to stop her, her continued sucking after I‘d come was just too intense.

We tried new things and new places and were committed to enjoying each other’s bodies. One time, we were halfway through making love when she said, “I want to do something dirty”.  I was curious and said OK.  She kind of used a combination of physical instructions and syllables as she guided and directed me as she wanted:

“Just…” a hand on my knee,
“And…” she pulls at my waist
“There…” 

It goes on for a few moments until I’m just where Nats wants me, which, it turns out, is on all fours.  Then I feel her hand through my legs gripping my penis. Then her mouth is on my balls licking and sucking.  Then – the big surprise, her tongue slips up and with a burst of electricity through my whole body, she’s licking my anus.  It was the first time I’d ever been rimmed, and she was really going for it. 

Using her hands, she pulled my cheeks apart to give herself better access. She changes her angle to approach it top down, rather than bottom up, decides that’s not so good and goes back to her first position.  I meanwhile am having an amazing time, my first ‘first’ in a long time and I was loving it.  Her tongue was probing deeper, pushing into me and I was now positively dripping with precum. After a while, I heard her come and she stopped, she’d been playing with herself while she licked and tongue-fucked me. As she pulled back, I turned over, I wanted to be inside her and started pulling her towards me but no, “In my mouth” she ordered.  And somehow, she was suddenly reversed, putting her fanny on my mouth and devouring my cock while we were in a 69, which had become a common feature of our sessions.  I didn’t last very long that time, but I filled her mouth while she gushed into mine. That became a regular, and very welcome, feature of our sex life, she positively loved rimming me and I loved her doing it. Strangely, she never let me do it to her, which was a mild disappointment. "That's my thing" she said, I actually thought it was mine!

We talked a lot too, she enjoyed me cooking for her, we asked each other about past lives. I hoped she’d had some lesbian fantasies or experiences but no, that had never interested her.  She was curious and non-judgemental about my (then very few) gay experiences.

After about a year, we stopped seeing each other, more her choice than mine.  I was working abroad, and I think she doubted that I would have been willing to stay in her country, and she didn’t want to move to mine.

The last time we made love was gentle and slow, a deliberate and knowing, though on my part slightly reluctant, farewell.

Part of me will always love and miss her, and a lot of me will remain eternally grateful for the year of new experiences we shared together.