I’m not one to talk about my sex life in the open very often but THIS. I’ve been having a rough couple of days lately, and my boyfriend and I have been busy while getting ready for finals lately so we’ve only been having sex once every couple days.

Today, we ended up hanging out with friends and when we were alone again had only 30 minutes before he had to leave for work. He seemed apologetic about it because he thought we would have time go other things. I argued that there was still a half hour left. “That’s long enough for me. I don’t know that it will be for you though,” he said. Challenge accepted (though I knew I probably wouldn’t finish in time).

We go immediately at it. No foreplay. Just clothes on the floor quick making out and BOOM on the bed having sex. I’m already wet, he got hard in a second and here we are. Since we haven’t for a few days it feels kinda new again. Almost like the first month in. He’s panting, I’m moaning a bit (which takes a lot to make happen). Then he alternates between eating me out and fucking me. Except now he’s like a super pro at oral, and I’m just stunned because I’m this close to orgasming already. He chokes me, talks a bit between licks, and I feel it coming. He sticks to oral and my legs are SHAKING as much as my breath (when I’m not holding it). Any minute now and...

his alarm goes off. Time to leave. We both start masturbating. He thrusts himself into me a few more times and he finishes in my mouth. I was so close but still satisfied with what I got.

So, there I lie on my bed trying to finish myself off. He’s pulling in his work clothes while I’m wishing for one last little trick up his sleeve and THERE IT IS. My eyes are closed when he leans over and starts licking and sucking on my nipples. My breath is rapid, my legs are practically vibrating, and my back is off the bed from convulsing so much. Again I don’t moan but my soul might’ve left my body during that orgasm. Some of the best we’ve ever had.