I got fucked by a guy who was deaf and it was some of the best sex of my life [FM]

I matched with a deaf guy on an app recently. He seemed really charming and we talked about how we'd talk in person. Said he could read lips and could speak but if things were unclear we could write notes to each other. He was really interesting and so I decided to give him a try and I am so glad I did.

I went over to his place and he was even more charming in person. He had shaggy brown hair and a smile that made my heart do somersaults. And his arms god his arms. He had his sleeves rolled up showing off the tattoos along his forearms and I was wet just from that. How hot do you have to be to turn someone on with just your arms? The only thing on my mind from that point on was how to communicate how seriously down to fuck I was.

The little things like tone of voice were out the window so there needed to be more body language. I stood close to him, laughing at all his jokes and placing my hand on his arm. He noticed but didn't say anything. I really thought I was going to go insane. My pussy was wet as hell and I needed him. Finally I decided that being upfront and honest was the best way to go about things so the next time he turned to me I said "I want to fuck you."

I watched his eyes as he followed the shape of my lips. His eyebrows shot up and he looked into my eyes and saw I was dead serious. He smiled and then slid next to me. As if him being hot wasn't bad enough, he was smooth as hell! He slid his arm around my shoulders and pressed his lips to mine. I leaned into him, kissing him back and opening my mouth for his tongue to press into.

"Should have said something sooner," he said against my mouth. His voice only had a hint of any evidence that he was deaf, and his demo voice reviberated down through my bones.

"I was trying to be subtle," I said, but he couldn't hear me, not with his lips on mine. Neither of us were too focused on conversation so we didn't stop our kissing, but ramped it up. I slid back on the couch, laying on my back as he kissed me harder, his knee sliding between my legs. My dress inched up exposing more and more thigh. His hand moved up my thigh until he reached my pussy. He touched me through my panties, rocking against my clit.

I moaned against his lips and he pressed me further into the couch. He shoved his hand into my panties and pressed one and then two fingers inside of me. I moaned his praises against his lips even though he couldn't hear them. He leaned back far enough to see my face as he fingered me. I love being watched and I smiled up at him as he pleased me. He yanked my panties down and dipped down between my thighs. He pressed his lips to my pussy and I threw my head back and let out a loud moan. He licked me, his mouth moving against my body perfectly. I gripped his hair, grinding on his face as he ate me out.

He sat up, his lips shiny from my juices, and unzipped his pants. He pulled out his cock and I eagerly spread my thighs even wider for him. He climbed over me and pressed his cock to my pussy. He pushed into me and the noise he made was other worldly. I always love a man who is vocal but there is something about being unable to hear just how loud and horny you sound that really frees a man's soul. I wanted to hear his moan on repeat for the rest of my life. It made my pussy gush as he sank into me, groaning against my collarbone as he pumped into me. He was so loud it made my toes curl. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on as he pounded into me, making those glorious sounds as he savored my pussy.

"Oh god, yes," he groaned. "Perfect. Aw fuck."

I couldn't help but smile. I moaned against his throat so he could feel it, pressing my tongue to the spot right above his jugular to feel his rapid heartbeat. He thrusted into me, stretching me around his shaft. All my muscles grew tense as my orgasm was coming on, and I knew my pussy was gripping him hard. He was sweating as he pounded into me and I never wanted it to stop.

I screamed as I came, squirting everywhere. He kept pounding into me, fucking me thriugh my orgasm as I covered him in my juices. Aftershocks of my climax ran through me until I was shaking beneath him.

He gave one last thrust before he finished inside of me, coating my walls in his jizz. He collapsed on top of me on the couch but I liked the way his weight felt against me. When he could finally see my lips again I told him

"You make the most wonderful noises," I said. He flushed red but I truly meant it and I told him so. He gave me a kiss and held me close. The aftercare was amazing. I don't think enough guys really focus on aftercare, but laying in this guy's arms I felt so at peace. He even gave me a sign name, the hand in the shape of a k and it goes down the lips like the sign for cute. Honestly, it was one of the sweetest things a hook up had ever done, as if he needed to do more to win me over.

I of course got his number so I could come over again because after a fuck like that I was going to need a sequel. Scratch that, a whole franchise.