It was only the 5th time we met up after the back and forth on Coffee Meets Bagel, but there was something different about the way he made me feel from the first date. For once in my life, I wasn't obsessed with the idea of having a boyfriend. I was just craving his company. His voice was music to my ears; his touch made me feel both comforted and flustered. He was driving me to his place, and there was still time before heading out to watch a movie. I wondered if I was crazy for spending the night, for texting him back and forth on what we want sexually, for wanting to fuck someone so badly.

We went upstairs to his room after a quick tour of his place, and I dropped all of my stuff on the floor. He didn't hesitate to pick me up, lock his door, and gently place me on his bed. We kissed gently, as he tugged my leggings down. "Take it off," he whispered in my ear, and I giggled with embarrassment. He continued to kiss me, pushed his tongue against mine, as I struggled to take off my clothes. He pulled back with a grin on his face.

"You're so fucking hot," he said as I felt his tongue down my neck. I heard his pants unzipping, his shirt being thrown off, and I looked away as I noticed his hard dick.

His hands gently caresed my small breasts, and he bit my nipples. I whimpered as his finger made its way to my clit, and he let out a breath as he kissed me. "Holy shit, you're wet," he whispered and I felt myself dripping from desire. He chuckled and turned my face towards me to meet my eyes. "Tell me, baby. Do you want me to eat you out or fuck you first?" And I was completely new to being asked in the moment, and I felt myself getting flustered. "I'm not going to do anything unless you tell me." He was grinning.

The best I could muster was a whisper, "Fuck me." So he took my hand over my pussy and told me to "touch yourself," while he took out a condom. He watched me for some time before getting back on the bed and rubbed his hard dick against me. I moaned as he entered me, and it almost felt too damn good. He held my neck gently, the way I wanted him to, and I clinged onto his arm. I told him that, "it feels so good," and I felt his dick get a little harder.

He pulled out to spit on me and went down on me. I was shaking and moaning from pleasure, and pulled on the bedsheets. I almost felt like crying from all the pleasure. He stuck one finger at a time inside me, and I remembered texting him I never squirted before, and I don't think I can, but he fingered me faster and faster, and I ended up screaming and crying, and before I knew what was happening to me, I squirted everywhere, and I felt embarrassed wetting the bed and the guy. He went down on me then, and I shuddered from all the new sensations. He came up to kiss me before whispering, "I told you," and I laughed. I felt his hand against my pussy, rubbing it as gently as he could before he asked me, "Do you want to go again, or is it too much?" and all I had to do was nod my head giggling until he stuck his fingers inside me again and finger fucked me hard until I squirted and screamed again and again.

He was stroking his dick while I was trying to catch my breath, and as soon as laid on the bed, I went ahead on top of him. I didn't think I'd take the initiative in bed ever, but I stroked his dick against me before I stuck his dick inside me. "Oh baby, I'm not going to last," and he had his mouth slightly open looking at me as moved back and forth. And I felt him moving too, and I wanted him to keep going faster and faster, and I didn't hesitate to suck his fingers as he put them in my mouth.

"Where do you want me cum baby?" and I told him to cum in my mouth. And he pulled me off him, and I opened my mouth as I watched him stroking really fast until I felt his hot cum messing all over my chest and my face before I tasted some. "Holy shi-" and I grabbed his dick and sucked on it and I was turned on with him screaming "Oh fuck," and I pulled back slowly.

He took a towel and wiped all the cum off me, and all I could do was giggle at everything that just happened. He laid down beside me, spooning me, and I felt his deep breaths against my skin and his gentle hands holding mine.

"I told you I could make you squirt. How did that feel?"

And I pulled the blanket over me giggling. He knew that meant it felt amazing.