Bed Partners

The Morning After

Tape 2, Side B

Okay, side B of tape 2 already. Woohoo! I cannot believe I can finish one tape and look it here, I am halfway through my second tape.

This exercise is fun.

Anyways, you heard the accounts of that one night stand I had with Qing. We leave the story of us sleeping, more like passing out in tiredness, after sex.

And when you sleep in a bed of a stranger who you had sex with, the "morning after" will surely follow.

It started sweet enough. I woke up first, found the guy who gave me multiple orgasms last night sleeping beside me. And I can feel the rush of gratitude racing in my veins when I saw him.

If you get used to getting mediocre sex from your usual mediocre one night stands, a good sex partner will surely stand out.

That was the case for this particular guy. Qing was a nice surprise from a string of disappointing men whom I had one night stands with that I felt gratitude towards him.

It's a "ah there is still hope in finding someone who is good in bed at this time and age" moment. Qing is an excellent lover. Generous, selfless and meticulous in details.

How I love his attention to details. And he listens well.

And because I am feeling rather fond of him, I decided to pay him back with a nice early morning blowjob.

Don't let anyone say that Dayu doesn't return any favors he gets. I knew how to repay kindness and generosity. Qing gave me wonderful sex last night, I can reciprocate by giving his dick a tongue massage.

Cool? Okay...

So I moved to faced him. He was lying on his back with his right arm raised over his head and onto the pillow while his left hand is on his chest. His room ia a bit cold. The air conditioning is doing it's job. The cover is over his body, blaketing his rock abs downward. His left foot is exposed.

Cute, I know.

I moved to get on my belly then I slid lower to get under the cover and look for my target. His dick...

I moved my head over his hip, my chest against the side of his thigh. When I found my target, I gave it a few hand strokes before opening my mouth to take it in.

Paused.

Play.

I had to pause because I called my psychologist again and asked her if I should describe how Qing's dick taste like that morning, because if I did then this tape will not be enough. She said just go with what I feel is right. So...

His dick taste salty and a bit bitter. It smells like lubricants from condom too. Nothing new for me. It's not unpleasant but not great either. What I love is the fact that it's getting hard as I continued to suck it in my mouth and use as much saliva as I can.

Then I heard him groan and he moved. I sucked him harder, letting his now hard dick deeper in my mouth. Morning wood, gotta love it. What I cannot swallow, I massaged with my hand. Then suddenly the cover was yanked from over me and I looked up to see him squinting then sighing when he finally understood what's going on.

"Fuck..." His voice was croacked. "Don't stop," he put a hand on the back of my head, but not to grab it and take the control from me but to pat it and play with my hair.