After our first date this girl offered to let me sleep in her bed, but insisted there would be no sex.
I took a shower and she walked in as I was toweling off. She looked me up and down and said, "Wow. Look at the body on you." I pulled the towel away from my cock to dry my hair. She paused for a moment and said, "Nice. Very nice."
I nodded off just a few minutes after we slipped under the covers. I woke up a bit later to find her straddling my thighs and rubbing lube onto my rapidly hardening cock. She said, "Shhhh... I just have to try this." She lifted herself up, closed her eyes, then stuffed my dick into her as she slid down. That started the best first fuck of my life. She had studied ballet in college and was very flexible and muscular.
I came twice without losing my hardon. She had about six orgasms. The last came about one minute after my second. She was on top and her legs almost vibrated as she slapped her thighs on my hips and squeezed my pecs.
She laid down on my chest to catch her breath and muttered, "Fuck that was good."
After a few moments she said, "Sorry, but I have to call my sister."
With my fat but softening cock still in her, she leaned over to pick up the phone and dial. "I was right about that guy... no, the wingtips-- it's big... no, right now... I mean right now--he's still in me... yeah... ok. Bye."
She hung up and laid her head back on my chest and we fell asleep.