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Coming out of lockdown

Phoebe

Restricted to staying at home for the first Lockdown... I was desperate for a little physical human touch... luckily for me so was he!


Scared my nerves would get the better of me, I didn’t dare stop for breath as I pulled into his drive, leapt out of the car and started walking to his front door. Since we’d matched on the dating app a few weeks ago we’d been messaging most days.


Now that Lockdown was finally over I couldn’t wait to meet him at last, for my first date in over a year, I was buzzing with nervous energy. And although the Lockdown had eased, the pubs and restaurants were still closed, so I was taking a leap of faith and going straight to his house.


Before I made it up the drive, the door was opening and there he was. He was even hotter than his pictures, hotter than in my wildest imagination. Chocolate brown eyes peeped out from under a mess of brown curls, just the right amount of stubble, the definition of his body clear beneath his T-shirt. He was taller than I’d pictured. We smiled at each other as he opened the door wider to let me in, and pointed me in the direction of his lounge.


After making myself comfortable on the sofa I looked up at him as he followed me into the room, wanting to take him in properly.

Our eyes locked and I started to stand, to give him a greeting hug or polite hello kiss on the cheek. I don’t know what happened next? But suddenly we were kissing - properly kissing, like a pair of horny teenagers. My legs turned to jelly.

It was soft and tender but somehow rough and needy too, his tongue warm in my mouth. After so long in lockdown without real human interaction, I could feel how much we both needed this physical connection. My nervous energy turned to fire.


As he gently pushed me back down onto the sofa, our kissing became even more passionate. His hands felt strong on my back. He inquisitively played with the hem of my top, looking into my eyes to gauge my reaction as he tentatively pushed it up a little, his warm hand now touching my waist. Not wanting to waste any time, I pulled my top over my head, exposing my breasts and favourite black lace bra.


I’d been so worried that this hot, toned, young guy would be repulsed by my body with its stretch marks, saggy boobs and soft belly. Normally I went for older guys - this was the first person I’d ever been with who was younger than me. Judging by the grin on his face and sparkle in his eye, I needn’t have worried.


Still kissing me, he reached behind my back and expertly removed my bra before burying his face in my chest, my nipples hardening for him. He licked his way slowly down my body as he moved to the floor. Kneeling on the floor, he gently pushed my legs apart and dove into me. His tongue flicking over my clit, his eyes focussed on mine the whole time.


It was heaven. For months I’d been safely tucked away alone in lockdown, desperate for human touch and here I was, finally getting what I craved. It felt explosive. His fingers slipped gently inside me and easily found just the right spot, stroking me in time with his tongue on my clit. Gradually he got faster and faster until YES! The strongest, deepest orgasm of my life, a waterfall of pure pleasure flowed out of me, an almost embarrassing amount of juices all over his face and hand.


He reached to a side table where he had a condom at the ready and put it on. I was glad he’d taken the initiative and I didn’t have to push for this, no awkward conversation. If anything I was glad of the recovery time - I’d barely got my breath back as he rose up and plunged his cock deep inside me and fucked me hard and fast, his eyes still constantly on mine, face still glistening with my juices.


Unexpectedly he pulled out, but to my surprise and delight it was so he could go down on me again. His eyes never left mine as he kissed and sucked and licked me. I threw my head back in pleasure but kept returning to look into those gorgeous eyes. This was an image I was going to be returning to a lot in future and I wanted to memorise every single pixel, sear it into my mind forever.


He moved his arms around my body and slowly stood up, picking me up with him in those beautiful strong arms. He moved me to the floor, as though I was as light as a little rag doll. He started fucking me doggy style, his cock so big it almost hurt. As I loudly cried out in pleasure, he clamped his hand around my mouth and I sucked hard on his fingers.


I felt the change in tone as he got closer to climax, he was more focussed on himself now, keeping a perfect rhythm until he pulled out, pulled the condom off and came all over my ass. He disappeared quickly to get rid of the condom and I took the opportunity to text my friend and confirm I was safe and having a great time.


He came back wiping sweat from his forehead with a towel (this fit young guy had fucked me so hard he was drenched in sweat!!) which he then used to wipe his cum off me. There was something so sweet and tender about him caring for me like that after fucking me so hard.


We lay naked on the floor together as we recovered and came back to reality. “Hi,” he said, and only then did I realise we hadn’t even spoken so far, not a single word.


“Hi,” I replied smiling. I kissed him and ran my hands over his perfectly toned body. I’d never been with someone with such a beautiful body, I’d have been content just looking at it!


He pulled a blanket over us and we lay there sleepily kissing and talking for an hour or so. The conversation flowed easily, it felt really comfortable and nice. But ultimately it was clear we were not meant for each other in any serious way.


It was getting late so I got my clothes together and got ready to leave. At the door he gave me another phenomenal kiss, leaving me weak at the knees as I walked back to my car. Driving home, I alternated between making involuntary sex noises and little disbelieving giggles to myself about what had just happened.


After a long difficult lockdown, I felt alive and free, sexy and satisfied, confident and ready to face the world.


I don’t know if I’ll see him again, but he definitely won’t be my last younger man!

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