I want to go out and drink and have fun, then go back to my place to hang out, dance, listen to music etc. As the night gets closer I realize that you really shouldn't drive home since you've been drinking. So you spend the night, but I only have the one bed, and the couch is too small so we have to cuddle, but that's it, no sex. We spoon to sleep, but I wake up and your hands are down my panties, playing with my pussy. It feels so good, and as I lay there, feigning sleep you move your other hand to my breasts, and you start to kiss at my neck. I lay there pretending to sleep until I come, then I roll over and kiss you as I reach down to pull at your belt. As we kiss and rub together I keep trying at your belt but I can't get it undone so you pull back and unbuckle your belt and unsnap the button on your jeans. I feel your hands on my hips and you slide my panties down past my knees, I hear the sound of your zipper slowly coming down and I start to think if I should stop you, but before I can consider it, you part my thighs and settle between them and I feel you push yourself into me. As you slide into me I arch my back, and I let out a moan, my hands find your shoulders as you slowly pull back out, then ram yourself into me- I let out a cry as you do it over and over, as you keep going you pick up speed and rhythm, and soon it's a flurry of grunts, thrusts and cries as you pump yourself into me over and over, your hands and mouth all over my body, and after a while you let out a straggled cry, you grab my leg and wrap it around your waist as you burrow even deeper inside of me and with a few more pumps you let go, filling me with your hot, sticky come. Your mouth finds mine again as you kiss me long and deep, and grind your hips into mine until your boner is all the way gone. You get up to go and clean yourself up, leaving me lying there with your cum leaking out of me

My Ideal Person Tall, mid 30s musician (see Dierks Bentley and Thomas Rhett) lol