The following week, I had to go to Asia for a business trip, returning Friday afternoon, and for some reason I still don't understand, we scheduled a date for the night I arrived back. Probably we were both thinking we couldn't wait any longer to fuck again. During the week, we sent each other several emails, including one from her which asked me "How is my jet setting executive today?" I thought her use of "my" was interesting and a bit premature. I got home on Friday about 4 pm, showered, rested for an hour or so, dressed, picked her up and we drove to an Italian restaurant near her house. The conversation during dinner was a bit strange, because Claudia was mainly interested in whining about her kids and work colleagues, rather than concentrating on the here and now, and I was feeling the effects of the jet lag.
We drove back to her place, and immediately headed upstairs. After a week of travel and already feeling jet lagged, I was ready for a relaxing session of sex with plenty of caressing. Claudia, having spent the last couple of years without getting any sex, was keen to get started from where we left off last time. We undressed and climbed on to the bed, nuzzling up to each other and touching each other all over. She was lying on her back and I was on my hands and knees, my head above her chest. I started sucking and nibbling her tits, alternating from one to the other, and using my hand on whichever tit I wasn't sucking. Her tits were small, just about flat, but her nipples were standing up and seemed more sensitive than most of the other women I'd been with.
As I was kissing her tits, my hand moved down to her trimmed bush, and my fingers caressed the fine hairs on her mound. I followed the soft hairs down to her cunt lips, and with my thumb on one lip and my middle finger on the other, spread her lips, allowing my index finger to find her opening. I gently wriggled my finger inside her and moved it in and out a little, picking up some of her juice and smearing it around her opening, inner lips and slit with my finger. Now her lips were open, I could move my middle finger inside them and slowly slide both fingers up and down her inner lips, one either side of her slit, spreading her juices around. Lifting my head from her breasts, I brought my fingers back to my mouth, smelled her womanly scent, licked off her lovely juice and put a dollop of saliva on my fingers. I brought my hand back to her cunt, and added the saliva to her own juices, gently massaging her clit and lips and darting both fingers inside her opening to get even more lubrication.
I was becoming extremely excited by simultaneously fingering her cunt and sucking her tits, and she had my hard cock in her hand, slowly rubbing the foreskin up and down, spreading my juice all over my hard head and shaft. I felt like I might explode at any moment, so I needed to change things. I really love cunnilingus and although I had licked her during our previous session, I had not yet had the chance for extensive licking of her pussy, which I had really yearned to do since the first time I saw her naked. I moved down between her legs, still on my hands and knees, and lowered my head until my tongue reached her pussy. She smelled musky, that wonderful womanly smell. I licked her from bottom to top, then kissed her clit, which, thanks to the activity so far, was standing up nicely, just like her nipples. I pushed my legs out so that I was lying on my tummy and could get a really good angle to lick and kiss her cunt. What a thing of beauty it was! Fine dark hairs on the outer lips, cute little inner lips that just protruded slightly beyond the outer lips, and a gorgeous little clit peeking out from under its hood at the top.
I ran my tongue along her outer lips, feeling the fine hairs, up and down both sides and extending my licks and kisses to her inner thighs and the skin just beside her labia. I placed my lips over her lips and applied gentle suction as my tongue flicked her clit. I made my tongue hard and pointed and ran it around her clit in circles, before then running it down her slit and into her opening, moving around just inside her, collecting her juices and leaving my own juices there too. I moved my head up a little, brought my hand up under my chin, and slipped my middle finger inside her as my tongue concentrated on her clit. Using my finger, I gently massaged her inside behind her clit, as my tongue tickled her clit.
At first, she was sighing and moaning and clearly quite relaxed, but gradually, her breaths became faster and faster and I noticed the muscles in her thighs and groin starting to tense up. As I continued to lick and kiss her cunt, I was enjoying it nearly as much as she was, and after a few more minutes, she started moaning "oh my, oh my" then she really tensed up. I felt her cunt walls grip my finger as she started contracting rode the wave of an oncoming orgasm.
As she started coming, Claudia put her hand on the top of my head, pushing me gently, but I knew that she wasn't there yet, so I kept licking beside her clit and massaging her inside until she really yelled out with her orgasm and gave me a solid push away as she came strongly. She writhed around for a minute, then, as she slowed down, I moved up between her legs and held my hard cock as I rubbed its head up and down her slit. Dropping my hips, I slid inside her in one smooth stroke. Now I was buried inside her, all the way up to my balls, and oh my god, she was tight from the orgasm she'd just had. I stopped there, just savoring the feeling, feeling the rhythmic throbbing of my cock head inside her hot cunt, and enjoying the view. She gave out a big sigh and then I started to move in and out, in and out, with a slow, smooth pace.
Claudia was a bit blissed out and seemed to be enjoying the feeling of having a hard cock inside just after coming, and I was being blown away by the feeling of her tightness around my cock, the wetness as I thrust in and out, and the view afforded by the missionary position. She was so slim, with those beautiful small breasts, flat tummy and trimmed pussy, and the sight of my hard cock with my trimmed bush disappearing into her trimmed cunt was exhilarating. A couple of times, I could feel the pressure building up as my cock got super hard and expanded inside her, so I slowed down till the wave passed and I could start pumping again.
After fucking this way for a little while, she raised her knees and tilted her hips up to get me further inside her. Turned on by the extra depth I could penetrate into her, I started thrusting faster, my groin banging into her groin, until I could feel I was on the wave and getting to the point of no return. She sensed this and could probably feel that my cock was growing harder inside her as it does just before it comes, and as I thrust with more determination, she whispered "Come inside me now." Hearing her say this set off my orgasm and caused my cock to unload wave after wave of come inside her as I yelled out and spasmed as I do with a big orgasm. As the wave subsided, I stayed still, supporting my weight above her, just enjoying the feeling of her body enveloping my throbbing, shrinking cock, until she gave me a nudge and I popped out, lay beside her and we went to sleep.
I woke up around 3 a.m. as the jet lag kicked in. I lay still in the dark thinking about our relationship. She clearly had in mind that I was "hers" in some way, but I was not so sure. Like her, I was looking for a longer-term partner, not just a series of sexual liaisons, although I was enjoying those at the time. But she was still carrying around emotional baggage from prior relationships and her relationship with her own daughter was problematic. Not to say that she shouldn't feel abused by her previous partner, but I wasn't ready to take on her heavy baggage. And we really did not have a lot in common.
After being awake and just lying there for almost an hour, I realized that when her daughter came home about 6 a.m., I would need to move into the son's bedroom again. Since I could not get back to sleep, I quietly got out of the bed, got dressed then woke her to tell her I was going home and would talk to her later that day. As I drove home, the roads were deserted and I looked forward to sleeping in really late in my own bed.
I can understand that from her point of view, having her boyfriend wake her at 4 a.m. to tell her that he's going home, does not indicate a solid commitment, especially considering her history with her previous boyfriends. When I eventually checked my emails, she had sent me a message saying that I did not seem committed to her, that the proper date night for couples was Saturday night not Friday night, and if I did not display an increased level of commitment, we would have to end the relationship. For me, this kind of attitude from her so early in a relationship did not bode well, and anyway, Claudia had a lot of other emotional baggage which I did not feel inclined to take on. So I replied that I understood her position and therefore it would be best to end the relationship, and wished her well. Although we only had a short time together, I do cherish my memories of our time, and especially I remember her cry as she orgasmed, "Women my age have needs too!"
