Before The Quickie
It was one of those happy days where I can literally have sex all day long. It was the weekend of my birthday and I was so excited to be in a lovely city like Savannah, GA. The weather was perfect and the bed so comfortable. As you can guess me and my boyfriend had sex for breakfast. We had plans for the day so we started our adventure. All day long I had the idea that we would come back to the apartment and have some quick sex and then continue our journey. I had strong faith that it would happen so I put on my favorite dress with no panties on. You can imagine how sensitive and good I felt all day.
We did so many fun things during the day through bar hopping, monuments, and restaurants… but I couldn’t stop thinking about sex. Every look and touch I gave my boyfriend he knew for sure to interpret them as a sexual request. He just loves to tease me and he ignored me for most of the day with that evil smile. I only wanted a quickie I wasn’t asking for more!
Quickies Are What?
I used to think quickies were a morning thing. How naive right? The crazy idea started when I had some place to be. My boyfriend and I decided to have a short passionate version of love, “a quickie.” When we were done having sex I was already 40 minutes late. So I decided to permanently limit quickies for the mornings.
Having a quickie is a little unrealistic for me based on my experiences. I decided to give it a second chance by adjusting some things.
How Quick Is A Quickie Supposed To Be?
After that exhausting day of controlling my urges and walking around the city, I settled with a cup of coffee and a nice ass-grab. We got a cup of coffee at a nice quiet little café. That window corner where we sat had a nice view of the old city full of history. It was a very cozy atmosphere I remember the soothing background music some nice classical Jazz.
Everyone was very nice and kind but little do they know the fire burning in between my legs. I was still craving my man, especially at that time when I knew I was going to get some soon. It’s funny because at this point he doesn’t even supect that I’m craving him more and more. I felt very naughty as I tried to organize my thoughts with my body language. I kept on moving my left leg and smiling at him after every sip. He was either very oblivious or a total evil boyfriend making me beg with my eyes.
I had to take a tinkle so I made my way to the restroom. I rubbed my hand around his neck as I was walking away I finally got the responsive look I was aiming for. Honestly, I took my precious time, it was one of those cool hipster bathrooms with a chalkboard wall full of some deep thoughts. I decided to write down my blog address. To spread some love around is always my goal. I freshened up, fixed my hair and pulled my dress down. I had a plan …
I opened the restroom door to my surprise there was that sexy thing I wanted to do all day. As I walked out he walked in, there was that look again. I pushed the door to open as he smiled.
What do you want? He asked as he came closer and locked the door.
You know what I…. He interrupted me with a kiss. His hands went straight down my dress.
There was ecstasy all over the place. My hormones were uncontrollable. As he unbuckled his pants he asked me, Is this what you want? Before I could even respond with a f$%^ Yeah, he bent me in front of the sink mirror.
3 Minutes In Heaven
Next thing I knew I was having sex in a coffee shop restroom. I was enjoying his face as much as I was enjoying him inside of me. He had a face of pleasure combined with firm movements. It was honestly what I’ve been waiting for all day. He grabbed me by the hair as he was pounding fast inside of me. I limited myself to enjoy the moment and to not worry about what was going on outside. I’m pretty sure no one suspects anything, the bathrooms were far from the cashier and tables view.
I dripped a little on his shirt and pants as my legs were shaking. He gave my one last pound then kissed me on my forehead. My adrenaline was over. Everything happened so fast that all I did was smile as I pulled my dress down. He walked out first and the coast was clear.
And We’re Out
We walked as fast as we could out of that café without looking at anyone. Once we were out we looked at each other and laugh, I laugh so hard. Mixed feelings all over the place. I was satisfied, happy, and very emotional it was another type of love connection. Its probably the fact it was the first time we did something so crazy. Those three minutes of glory basically set the stage and paste for the rest of the weekend. And is definitely something that we remind each other all the time, maybe not to try it again but to remind us about how strong is our sexual connection. I learned that you can’t schedule a quickie. That’s the magic of sex, in general, the excitement begins when you stop worrying and enjoying the moment.
As we were walking away I grabbed his ass and promise to return the favor. I could hardly wait for our night section.
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