How a pie got me laid. [m/f]

I had been working on her for over a year. I had originally met her on OKCupid. She had listed as interested in casual sex, and the answers to her questions suggested that she was wild and liked to get fucked hard.

We met up for a drink once. We made out on the street outside the bar, my hand working up under her shirt. No bra. She moaned loudly as I played with her tits in the middle of the street. But she wouldn't come home with me. And almost immediately afterwards, she got into a relationship. So the door was closed for now.

But I persisted. I texted her every now and then to remind her how bad I wanted to fuck her. Sometimes she didn't seem interested. Other times she'd tell me she still thinks about how she could feel my cock through my jeans on the street.

More than a year later, she texted me. It was a benign text, but I knew right away that she must be single. Sure enough, she was. But it was fresh, and she resisted meeting up. A text conversation digressed, as they do, and she revealed that she loves pie.

To her surprise, I told her that I'm an excellent baker. This always throws girls for a loop. I'm a bearded, pool-playing, high libido man. I don't look like a guy who bakes. But I make a great pie. Suddenly I had my in. I told her I was making her a pie. She didn't believe me. That weekend, I texted her progress pics as I made the dough. And the next day as I began peeling apples. She could no longer resist. I told her that she needed to give me her address so that I could deliver. She did.

I showed up at her place, and it was awkward at first. After all, we had only met once, and that was more than a year ago. But we had a glass of wine, ate a piece of pie, and made small talk.

Eventually I got up and gave myself a little tour of her living room, knowing she'd get up too. And then we got close, and I moved in to kiss her.

She responded immediately, kissing me back hard. I pulled her head back by her short hair and kissed her neck. She let out a moan in response.

We kept at it. My hand working back up her shirt. No bra again. Her hands grabbed at me. My ass. My chest. And even running down over the bulge in my jeans.

I broke off the kiss and simply said, "Let's go."

She giggled, and asked "where?"

"Wherever we're going."

She laughed again and said "I still might kick you out."

I grabbed her by her hair again, this time harder. I leaned in and kissed her. "No you won't," I answered.

She turned and led me to her bedroom. I started to peel off her clothes, and she responded in kind.

I should take a moment to describe her. She's about 5'8 with brown hair. She's got an extremely fit body, with a tight firm ass. Very small tits. Tiny. But big, fat, pink nipples.

I took off her clothes until she was down to a pair of black cotton panties and a black little tank top. I whispered in her ear, "I want to taste you," and made a move to take off her panties. She stopped me, and responded:

"No. Me first."

With that she took off my boxer briefs. I laid on my back on the bed as she took them right off. She took me in her hand and had a huge smile on her face. She let out another little laugh. I asked her what was so funny.

"You have a beautiful cock," she said. And with that, she took me in her mouth. She sucked me enthusiastically. Moaning as she moved her head up and down on my cock. She took me deep. Really deep. Until I could feel the tightness of her throat.

She came up for air and she had a long line of her spit attached from her lip to my cock as she looked at me. She laughed again and said, "Seriously, I don't know what other word to use, but you have like the girthiest cock I've ever seen. Is that a bad word to say?" She was smiling broadly the whole time.

I told her that I hated that word, but not in this context. "You can use whatever words you want when you're compliment my cock."

She took me in her mouth again. Hungrily she sucked my cock and jerked me off at once. I reached down and took off her top. After a few more minutes, I pulled her up by her hair.

"I'm going to fuck you now. Unless you're still going to kick me out."

She laughed and pulled down her panties, revealing an unshaven pussy. I wanted to dive in face first and taste her, but as soon as I moved to do so, she begged me to fuck her.

Not one to argue such things, I positioned myself between her legs and slowly started to guide my dick to her opening. She cried out and told me to wait.

She rolled over and grabbed some lube from her bedside drawer and began rubbing it on my cock. Soon I was back with my cock in hand, this time working my way inside her.

Her eyes rolled back in her head a bit, and she cried out. It didn't sound like pain though. She bit her lip as I finally got the head of my cock inside her.

I started slowly at first. I liked watching her trying to get used to my size. I don't think I'm THAT big, but she's also quite thin and petite. And her pussy was so tight around my dick.

Soon I was fucking her harder and I started to discover how loud she can be. it was mostly moans and cries. Occasionally a "fuck me."

I slowed for a second and she added, "you know you can be a bit rough with me, right?"

With that, I started to fuck her heard. At first, still slower, but deep, hard thrusts. She cried out each time as I drove my cock as deep as I could. Then I picked up the pace. My hand gripped her throat as I started fucking her fast and hard. She writhed and practically screamed. I tightened my grip on her throat, and suddenly her hips thrust up and I felt her cum all over my cock.

That's all I can write for now. But we weren't nearly done, obviously. I'll continue again at some point soon.

CONTINUATION

She was not the type that needs to rest after an orgasm. As soon as she came, she took my head in both hands to pull me down and kissed me hard.

I told her, "I want you to taste yourself on my cock."

Without hesitation, she got to work. I laid on my back and she moved between my legs. She looked me dead in the eyes as she licked my dick from bottom to top. Again. Again. She took it in her mouth and then out. Licked the length of it again, and then back in her mouth. The whole time she was smiling. It felt amazing, because it felt like she had fallen in love with my cock. Sometimes she'd lick top to bottom and then just sort of look at it as she slowly stroked it. Finally she started to slap it against her tongue, and that was too much. I needed to fuck her again.

I told her to get on top of me. She positioned me between her legs and slowly started to lower herself onto my dick. It strained against her pussy. She had her eyes closed and she bit her lip as she tried to take me inside her. When she finally worked it in, she slowly started move up and down. I started playing with her big nipples and she moaned in pleasure. Eventually I brought her down close to me, chest to chest. And from the bottom I began to fuck her. I held her close and started to thrust upward, hard and fast. I built up speed and fucked her little pussy as she cried out. Harder and faster. My one hand squeezed her ass as I laid into her pussy. She was moaning louder and louder and I knew she was close.

"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked.

She was still moaning, so with short breath she cried out, "Oh, fill my fucking pussy. Oh, fuck I want to to feel your cum inside me."

It didn't take much longer after that. I was lifting her by the hips as I fucked her pussy from below. I felt her nails dig into me as she started practically screaming, cumming again, and I was right there with her. I thrust one big last thrust, ramming my dick deep inside her and shot rope after rope of cum into her. I could feel her pussy squeezed around me as my dick pulsated and released what felt like months of cum.

She continued to lay on top of me as we both panted and tried to catch our breath. My heart was beating like crazy and I had claw marks on my sides, my chest, and my neck.

I'm going to see her again next week.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/31913h/how_a_pie_got_me_laid_mf

22 comments

  1. Please do continue. Tell me you got to finish in her too. Your stories are amazing. Loved the lunar eclipse one, the volleyball chick, and the lesbian story.

  2. You can’t just leave it there. What happened to the rest of the pie? Did you at least get the pie dish back? Fill us in, man!

  3. Did they also finish the wine? Or finish their pieces of pie!! What happened?

  4. Haha. I still haven’t gotten the pie plate back. Which means I definitely will have to go back and hopefully something story-worthy happens again.

  5. Thank you. I feel like I’m insanely lucky with some of the experiences I’ve had. And writing the stories let’s me live them again.

  6. Haha. Sorry. I finished the story now, if you’re still interested.

  7. Boring in my case. Ex GF and I got together when there was leftover pie from a potluck, because I had looked up how to make vegetarian pie crusts on the net. (The sports league we were both involved with had a lot of veggies). Thus began more of a romance than a sex story. The moral of the story is the same. A good way into a woman’s heart (or her pants) is via her stomach.

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