I was staying at my mothers, he lived at home so we had to wait for an empty house. finally it happened, he had to work but was sending me lots of horny texts all night and I was well ready for anything. All those hours of picking up women on computer games had given him quite a stellar ability to make someone wet by reading alone!!
Finally he arrives we make out then head to the bedroom.
I undress, slowly, letting him watch but not touch.
He is breathing heavily and slowly with an intense look in his eyes.
I turn on the tv - it's time for RAGE so we can have some background music.
i raise him up from sitting on the bed and slowly undress him. Kissing, stroking, slapping.
We get into bed and he puts on a condom. I am quite wet and ready to play and cum. I look at his cock, on the smaller side - but hey it's what you do with it that counts right? He teases me by putting it in slightly and pulling it out. I start to get wetter and ready for a good pounding fuck.
He teases me again and sighs.
I look at him expecting him to be about ready to get down to the serious business of fucking all night.
Hang on - what is he doing?!?
Taking off a condom that was soggy with his cum.
Yep 7 seconds from condom on to condom off and I would have been well justified with an 'is it in yet' query.
He sighs again. Kisses me and rolls over to sleep!
I lie there frustrated thinking - ok maybe it will be better next time.
Finally after getting myself off imaginging scenarios with the sexy singers on the music video clips I drift off to sleep dreaming of being a roadie and sleeping with many band members.
We wake the next morning, I'm very horny.
He is not. He pulls me closer and cuddles and sighs again (is that his only way of communicating?!?)
"I had a dream"
Oh really?
"We were living together in a lovely house on a quiet street and there was a gorgeous front garden filled with flowers and childrens bikes."
"it was really lovely and when I woke up I was sad that it wasn't real"
I'm sorry - 7 seconds and you're thinking white picket fences???!!!!
So I tentatively start the conversation we have to have...
What did you think of last night...
"Amazing - it was brilliant. It felt so good. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. I told you I know how to make a woman happy"
I cry a little inside. Surreptitiously call the home phone from my mobile and get out of bed.
Later that day the texts start arriving... 53 in an hour and a half. Then the phone calls. Caller id gets turned on, my stepfather starts answering all phones.
Cut to 2 years later
I am in London, with my lust object and his 7 second mate. We head out to see a concert. Mr 7 Sec corners me to tell me he still thinks about that night!