Sex with Rob just seems to get better and better. He’s a very strong guy, I love that. I’ve never met a guy with as much stamina as him. He really is like a Duracell battery, keeps going and going and going.

This morning I sent Rob off in to the shower and went in to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. Lucky walked out in to the living room looking slightly pissed off and exhausted. When I asked her what was wrong her words were “You two are like rabbits, do you ever fucking stop?”. How embarrassing!

I didn’t realise the walls were that thin in this place! I’m sure she loved it really…hehe!

I’d forgotten for a moment how much fun it is with Lucky. When she arrived to the apartment we cracked open a bottle of wine, ordered Chinese takeout and had a good chat. Conversation with Lucky isn’t usually your average day to day conversation we cut to the juicy stuff. There’s nothing that Lucky and I haven’t spoken about or told each other. She knows all my business, I know hers.

The plan tonight was to get to the boxing, arrive unnoticed which I was successful in. We stayed at the back of the hall in a crowd. I was really nervous about watching Rob fight but I felt confident. I’ll not go in to details of the fight as I couldn’t bear to watch but what I can tell you is that he won. During the fight all I could hear was “go on son” comments, and “kill him” I don’t know who those were aimed at I just know they’re not nice to hear, but that’s competitive sport for you.

Lucky had befriended a group of guys so I slipped away to find Rob. His coach allowed me in to the changing room where he sat on the bench. His face was somewhat swollen and bruised. He stood up and gave me a hug. He seemed happy, really proud of his achievement of beating this opponent. I was proud of him too. He undressed and grabbed a shower whilst I sorted out his kit bag, and laid out his clothes to change in to.

He walked out of the shower, naked dripping wet, towel in hand, not even around his waist. He looked at me with a filthy smile. I knew what he wanted and after his hard work training and then winning tonight’s fight he deserved it. I walked towards him, let him lean in to kiss me but crouched down before he could. I kneeled on the floor, his cock at my eye level. I looked up at him taking the tip of his cock in my mouth.

His whole body shivered at the first touch, I began working him with my hands, and I could feel him relaxing in to the motion. I took the tip of his cock in to my warm mouth and began taking him further with each move until I was taking him deep throat. As his cock reached the back of my throat I heard his groans become louder. He placed his hand on the back of my head and began guiding my mouth forwards and backwards. I could feel his balls tighten, his pace began to build up almost choking me. He shot his load in to my mouth, as always he tasted good. I swallowed, looked up at him smiling. He brought me up on to my feet and kissed me on my forehead giving me a hug.

I chucked his shirt to him and told him to meet me back at my place later. Lucky and I are now in my apartment waiting for him to come over (no, there won’t be ANY of that action, Rob’s mine, too good to be shared! haha).

So last night, he arrived early whilst I, the typical woman was running slightly late. He brought white lilies for me (my favourite!), they’re so beautiful sitting pretty on my window. He looked amazing in his grey Armani suit, white shirt with the top few buttons open. When I invited him in he kissed me gently on the cheek and whispered how amazing I looked.

I invited him in and told him to make himself comfortable whilst I finished getting ready. I even put Sky Sports on so he could watch something interesting but it seemed he just couldn’t stay away from me. As I was putting my earrings in he walked in the bedroom and wrapped his arms around my waist kissing the back of my neck. He span me around and placed the most amazing kiss on my lips.

He looked me up and down, smiling rubbing his chin. He leaned in again and began kissing my neck pushing me against the wall. He began whispering in my ear how he’d love to spend the next few hours teasing and pleasing me. I pushed my hands against his chest and pushed him away slightly but my strength was nothing compared to his. I pushed him on to the bed and climbed on top kissing him. I sat so I was straddled over him, teasing myself over him. He was gifted in length and I could tell how hard he was.

He rubbed his hands up my thighs up in to my dress. His fingers finding their way to my French knickers. He looked up at me smiling as he pulled them aside, rubbing with one finger from my clit to my pussy hole. He could feel straight away just how wet I was and he didn’t hold back. He pushed two fingers inside of me slowly in and slowly out, rubbing my clit with his thumb. He pulled out and placed his fingers in to my mouth, I teased his fingers in the way I couldn’t wait to be teasing his cock.

He looked up at me smiling, told me if I was a good girl I’d get some more of that later. So we got up and got ready to leave. We went to an amazing restaurant and had our own private booth. It was a very classy place and you actually had to be a member to get in. I’d come from a wealthy family but I’d certainly never been to a private members club type restaurant. Dinner was lovely, dessert was devilishly delicious. When they brought the bill over, he took it before I could even glance at the cost. He placed cash in the dish and we left. All I could think was “who the hell carries hundreds in their wallet!”.

As we approached his car, he took my hands and pulled me close. We were under the midnight moonlight, but no matter how cold I was from the chily wind, there was nothing that could ruin this little moment of ours. He leaned in and kissed me gently, told me I was amazing and then carried on walking to his car. When we got in the car, we kissed like teenagers who couldn’t keep their hands off one another.

Driving back to my apartment I just couldn’t resist. I unzipped him and released his hard cock from his trousers. He looked over at me and smiled, pushed them down slightly giving me better access. I smiled back biting my lip. I began sucking his cock as he continued to drive. The situation was driving him crazy and as I took him deep throat his groans got louder. He moaned begging me not to stop, I couldn’t help but smile when he asked me to take it all. He shot his load in the back of my throat, almost choking me. He tasted good. I licked my lips and swallowed wiping anything I may have missed from my mouth.

He pulled the car over in to a lay-by, undid his seatbelt and pushed my chair back so it was flat. He moved over to me like the predator he is and began kissing me again. He pushed his hands up in to my dress pulling, almost ripping my knickers off. He pushed my dress over my waist and dived at my clit with his tongue. God this guy is great at oral sex. He pushed his fingers inside me once again and I could sense how close I was so quickly. He began sucking on my clit flicking his tongue back and fourth over it. I gripped my hands in his hair as I reached my orgasm, I couldn’t breath, I didn’t want to. It was such an amazing feeling I just wasn’t ready to let go of.

He looked up at me smiling and reached up to my level. His kissed me on my forehead as I was catching my breath back. I pushed my dress down to it’s normal level. My body was still shaking as he started the engine again to continue to journey back to my apartment. I invited him in and again we were back to where we’d started – me straddling him in the bedroom. You can guess the rest…

It’s been a while but I now remember how it feels to be blown away physically and mentally. I went to a BBQ yesterday where I met my challenge, the male version of me.

All afternoon he’d been watching me, like a predator to its prey. I could tell in the way his eyes stared me down as he took a swig from his bottle of Budweiser. His group of friends joined ours and he stood by me introducing himself. My height of 5ft 3inches was nothing compared to his 6ft 4inches. He was built so strongly, his arm muscles poking through his t-shirt, tattoos covered his forearms. He looked over me with the sexiest smirk, his height and confidence came across a little intimidating but I know how to handle myself.

As the sun began to set, more drinks were had, food was eaten and the party was only just beginning. The music was turned up and as usual, the girls fooled around dancing with one another. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him watching again. I whispered to one of the girls that I was going to make a phone call. I walked straight past him, stroking his arm mouthing with my lips to follow me.

I walked to the side of the house where the garage is and shortly after he joined me. I grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him against the wall smiling, he had the same smile, and it was enticing. My hands were against his chest, I could feel how ripped his body was underneath. I questioned him, asked him what his intentions were, he just smiled took my hands in to his and in one quick move to pushed us around so I was now against the wall. He pinned my hands against the wall above me, leaning down so he was almost at my eye level and whispered in such a sexy tone, smiling “My intentions?”

He leaned in and kissed me. It was by far the hottest kiss I’ve ever had with a guy. I could feel fireworks explode inside me. His arms still strong, pinning me against the wall. I loved the fact he was in control. If it wasn’t for the stupid security light above the garage I’d have hitched up my dress but the fact that we were partly in view of our friends put me off a little.

When he pulled out of the kiss he looked me up and down, unpinned my arms yet still held my hands and took a step back. His hands moved to my waist where he picked me up wrapping my legs around him. I wrapped my arms around him and we began kissing again. Now, I know I only weight 8 stone 6 pounds but this guy was really strong he either really worked out or was in to some kind of sport. His hands held on to the top of my thighs almost touching my ass cheeks. I whispered in to his ear that we should get out of here, he agreed.

He didn’t live far from where we were so we decided to walk. Along the way I discovered I was right, he is in sport – he’s a professional boxer. I already felt safe in his presence just from his size but now I felt even safer. He’s 27, for a good 6-year age gap but if I’m honest I prefer not to date guys my own age – too much immaturity for my liking.

As we approached his house and made it through the front door he pulled off his t-shirt revealing his amazing body. Just staring at it was making me weak at the knees. I pushed him against the wall running my hands up and down his chest. He grabbed the sides of my dress and pulled it off over my head. I stood wearing only my high heels and my white lace thong. He smiled taking in the view and swept me off my feet. He took me in to the living room placing me gently down on to the sofa. I sat up grabbing the belt hooks of his jeans pulling him towards me. I swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans sliding them down. I could see the huge bulge waiting in his boxers.

He pushed me down so I lay flat and joined me on the sofa. He pushed my legs wide open and pushed his body against me. His lips met mine once again and I wrapped my legs around him raising my hips so I could brush my crotch against his. He took the hint and pushed his deep against mine. I pulled out of the kiss biting my lip smiling. It felt so good to feel his cock against my pussy, only thin material between us.

He kneeled up between my legs and placed his hands in to the sides on my thong pulling it off. He looked down at me smiling licking his lips. Without any hesitation in the world, he climbed off me and kneeled on the floor, pulling my hips toward him. He dived with his mouth towards my smoothly waxed pussy. His tongue teasing its way around the edges. Slowly licking a circle around my clit getting closer and closer to where I wanted him to be. My breathing was so heavy, my body felt so teased. I wanted this orgasm so bad now. He took my clit between his lips sucking on it while flicking his tongue across it over and over. Moans escaped my mouth and I could sense how on the brink I was, and I think he sensed it too.

He stopped, looked up at me and smiled. Softly biting my lip I kneeled up and bent myself over the top of the sofa, raising and wiggling my hips at him. He moved closer, gently rubbing his fingers over my sex. I let slip a few moans, eager to feel him deep inside me. He carefully guided the head in, really teasing me, slowly inserting the rest as he began moving in and out, getting faster. With one hand on my hip and the other on the small of my back he began to fuck me harder than anyone ever has.

My moans were getting louder and louder, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. He reached one of his hands forward to cup my breast in his hands, gently playing with my nipples. I reached a hand behind me and began to masturbate him. His groans became louder and louder. He lowered his hand down from my breasts onto my warm clit and began rubbing it hard.

Again, we were both breathing heavier than before, my moans became louder and I could feel his balls tighten. I was unable to hold back my pleasure as I gently bit my lip. My legs began to shake as I felt myself reach the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. The feeling of my pussy clenching around his cock sent him over the edge too. Spent, we fell down onto the sofa catching our breath back. He climbed on top of my like a predator once again and kissed me. God he’s such an amazing kisser.

After I got home from the cinema last night I was feeling a little horny. Perhaps it’s seeing Matt Damon looking as hot as he did that to me. I decided not to watch porn, too many distractions, but instead to crawl in to bed and let me imagination take over me.

I entered the bedroom where I pulled off my t-shirt, unbuttoned and unzipped my denim skirt kicking it away. There I was sat on the end of the bed in front of the large mirror where I then pulled off my white lace thong. I lay back on the bed raising my legs on to it stroking over the gusset. I had goose bumps all over I was feeling so aroused. My nipples were excited too. With my free hand I began to rub my nipples between my thumb and forefinger gently pinching at them.

I began thinking back to a time where a guy Ethan I’d met had me play with myself whilst he watched. He had me exactly where I am on this bed and I began to motion everything he’d asked me to do back then. He told me to slowly finger myself, on every sixth stroke I was to pull my finger out and tease it over my slit around my clit down back over my pussy hole to my tight little bum hole then back in to my pussy. It was highly teasing then as it is now.

I remember begging for him to let me play faster but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he would allow my free hand to rub my clit gently, but only very gently. I remember how much my body was shaking in excitement, how my breathing was so heavy. I remember watching him stroke his cock, it was so big when fully erect, I don’t think I’d ever seen a cock so big. I licked my lips as I watched him.

The image of when he moved on to the bed and pinned my arms down on the mattress as he kissed me ran through my head. That kiss was the type that just screamed out “God, I want to fuck you so bad”. He kissed his way down my body, kissing over my mound, flicking his tongue over my clit. He teased two of his fingers over my pussy hole as he did. My hips were bucking as he took my clit in his mouth, sucking, pulling, teasing. God I wanted him to fuck me so bad.

He pushed his fingers inside me nice and slowly, looking up in to my eyes. Moans escaped my mouth and I begged for him to go faster yet he wouldn’t, in fact he slowed down to tease me more. His tongue kissing my clit in the way he did with my mouth. He came back up to my mouth, I could feel his cock between my legs teasing me. He held my legs up and teased his cock over my hole, up to my clit and began fucking me in this way. God it felt so good.

He pushed his cock in to me, entering deeply and that’s when I couldn’t hold out any longer, I was back in the real world, my fingers rubbing my clit furiously as I finger fucked myself, my hips bucking as I’m on the edge of orgasm. It hit me, I couldn’t move yet my fingers still worked away, I stopped breathing, my body shuddered and suddenly I collapsed catching my breath back. It took me a while to recuperate but the biggest smile spread across my face as it did.

On Thursday Matt and I joined a group of our friends in a champagne bar. Graham was there with a smirk on his face. Everything went somewhat silent when I walked in the room. One of the girls gave me this dirty look which I’d never seen before which shocked me and put me off a bit. A little later in the night I told Matt about it and he confronted Graham. The worse thing was, whilst he was away one of the single guys asked when it’s his turn. I felt humiliated an royally fucked off. How dare someone brag about what happened, it’s a personal matter how fucking dare he! So I grabbed my jacket and left the bar immediately without bothering to find Matt.

As I walked past our offices the client partner who’d I’d been working for was walking through the exit. He must have noticed how furious I looked and chased after me. He grabbed my arm and took me in to the park asking what was wrong. We sat on a bench and immediately I put my head in my hands and cried. I don’t know why but I did. I was just so angry, humiliated and upset. He put his arm around me and rubbed up and down my back. I didn’t want to tell him what had actually happened, I really wouldn’t want anyone I work with finding out about this. So I just let him assume that my new boyfriend and I had had an argument. Apparently he saw us in the club that night we officially got together.

He gave me a hug, kissed me on the cheek (yet closer to my lips rather than my cheek) and gave me his business card in case I wanted to call him and talk about it which was sweet of him but I don’t want what happened in Prague to still be lingering in his head so I don’t intend to call. As soon as I got home I shut the curtains, locked the door, switched off my mobile phone and crawled in to bed. Matt turned up about an hour later was highly apologetic. Apparently he punched Graham and got kicked out of the bar, he didn’t tell me everything that had happened or what had been said but I think reasons are pretty obvious.

As our chat progressed he decided it would be best if we finished our relationship. All night he’d been like a nervous wreck, like there was something he had to get off his chest. He told me how he loved every moment with me and how he hopes we’ll continue our fun again some time but he can’t commit himself to one person. What a great night.

So that was yesterday and this is now, I’m still very annoyed but what more can a girl do? I guess you just have to move on. Anyone on MSN (hello@tastelikekisses.com) want to cheer me up? lol