[F/M] My second time getting pounded by Jordan

Here's my first post, about how Jordan and I met! http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/35pdpm/fm_my_first_weekend_at_college_experimenting_with/

Apparently Jordan had enjoyed our last experience more than I had realized, I was surprised when I saw a text from him later in the week, asking if I would like to go to dinner. I was intrigued, and responded affirmatively after an appropriate amount of time. Although I barely knew him, Jordan was everything I liked in a guy – tall, thick build, a hint of an interesting accent, and a thick cock that could definitely satisfy me.

I was extremely interested after our last encounter which I had been thinking about it all week, taking advantage of any time my roommate was out of the room or I was in the showers alone to get myself off on the memory. I had purchased a vibrator now that I was out of my parents house, and I was putting it to good use.

He wanted to go to some restaurant that I had never heard of downtown, and told me to dress nice. Not 100% sure what that meant, I decided to go for a simple black dress, strappy sandals, and some dark berry colored lipstick. The dress was kind of tight, so I just wore a small black thong and no bra, I hoped no one would be able to see my pierced nipples through the fabric. He showed up to pick me up at my dorm in a really nice car, all black with a black leather interior, and even came out to open my door for me. He was wearing a button up with the sleeves rolled up and some kind of tight pants, he looked really good. I was just a little nervous as we drove to the restaurant, although he had fucked me in the ass not even a week ago, I knew almost nothing about this guy. We make small talk, nothing too serious, I honestly don't remember much of the conversation. We arrive, and it turns out to be some nice sushi restaurant which I love.

We get seated in some corner booth, he orders drinks and food for the both of us, which kind of turns me on for some reason, he seemed like a guy who knew what he wanted. The meal passes without too much excitement, conversation was good, the food was great, and watching his hands as he ate, my mind wondered more than once to the thought of them all over me.

After we've eaten and get ready to leave, he asks me if I would like to go back with him to watch some Netflix. If there is one thing I've learned in college, it is that when "watching Netflix" in someone's room you never really get to watch most of the show. I agree to go back with him, and we are soon settled in his shitty apartment, on the bed watching The Office or some shit. I don't exactly remember how it happened, but not even through the first episode, he rolls over, and suddenly our hands are all over each other. He was on top, straddling me as we make out. As I'm running my fingers through his hair, his hands were making their way up my body. He started at my waist, giving my hips a quick squeeze before moving up towards my boobs. Once he reaches them, he grabs a handful, and quickly realizes that I'm not wearing a bra once he feels my hard nipples. He breaks off the kiss, and looks at me with that same smirk, the one that I have learned is always followed by something extremely enjoyable.

He grabs my arms with one hand and pins them above my head, all the while looking me in the eyes. His other hand never left my boob, he's squeezing it and pinching my nipple through the fabric of my dress. He's getting me all wound up, and there's nothing I can do about it with my arms pinned and the weight of his body on top of me. He begins kissing, biting, and sucking on my ear lobe, something that instantly gives me goosebumps. As he moves on to my neck he's getting rougher, undoubtedly encouraged by my soft moans. He's biting me harder, sucking on my neck so hard I know he's leaving marks but I don't care. I'm grinding myself against his leg and I know I'm getting soaking wet. He can't reach under my tight dress and my nipples are aching for attention, so I make a move to free myself to remove my dress. He stops kissing me, holds my arms down tighter, and asks what I'm doing. I laugh, and start to tell him that I want to take my dress off but before I can get the words out his other hand is on my throat. From our last encounter he knows I like it a little rough, and I think he was trying to see just how far I would let him go. I can't speak, but he takes my sharp intake of breath and lip bite as a positive sign and lets go of my wrists, keeping his other hand on my throat while he moves off of me and flips me over.

I'm on my stomach, he's laying on his side next to me with on hand still on my throat. He finally unzips my dress, very slowly, and slips a hand in to rub and squeeze my ass once he's reached the bottom. He takes his hand out and gives my ass a hard slap before taking his hand off my throat and using it to slip my dress off.

At this point I'm dying of anticipation and I am so wet I can feel it starting to drip down. He gets back on top of me, straddling my butt, and I can feel his hard cock through his pants which just drives me wild. He leans down and resumes sucking and biting my neck and back, giving me goose bumps all over. He's rubbing his hands over my sides, grabbing my hips and massaging my ass as well when he finally runs his fingers over my dripping slit. Even though he's been teasing me for the better part of half an hour, he seems surprised at just how wet I am. I turn around and look at him as he slips his fingers, covered in my juices, into his mouth. The look on his face when he tasted me was so hot, I'll never forget it. At this point I think he was done with teasing me and wanted some more haha.

He turns me over so that I'm laying on my back and pulls me down to the edge of the low bed. I've got both of my legs over his shoulders and resting on his back as he's kneeling on the floor, and as soon as I reach the end of the bed he dives in, he licks all the way up my slit, from my ass all the way to my clit. Although I had never had anyone eat my ass before out last encounter, I was hungry for more and was very pleased that he was giving my ass just as much attention as my clit. I don't know if it was just his enthusiasm or if he had some magical technique, but Jordan was a fucking pro. This was almost three years ago at this point and I still think about him eating me out like this when I masturbate. After warming me up a bit (as if I really needed it – I was already drenched) he begins to finger me while really concentrating on my clit and I can feel the tension building up inside me. I begin squirming around a bit, and he reaches up with and places his other hand flat on my stomach to hold me still. He keeps constantly fingering me, and licking and sucking my clit with such aggression that I know my orgasm is inevitable at this point. I tell him I'm getting close and he looks up at me, we lock eyes just for a second before I close mine as I begin to cum. As he feels the muscles of my pussy clenching he fingers me more slowly. He stops sucking on my clit and begins to kiss around my thighs as the orgasm is subsiding.

With his fingers still inside me, he slides up onto the bed and lays next to me. I roll over to lay on top of him, straddling him, in a very good post-orgasm mood. I begin to return the favor, biting him and beginning to undo his belt buckle. He attempted to help, and I tried to do the same thing to him, hold down his arms and stop him. However he had other ideas. I tried to hold him down but he easily won the battle, rolled over so he was on top, and held me down with one hand while using the other to remove his belt. He pulled down his pants and boxers together, letting his already hard cock free. I had forgotten how big it was, and he didn't give me much time to take it in.

As soon as his pants were off, he grabbed his dick and began running it up and down my slit, teasing me once more. I laughed and made some joke about how it's not fair that he gets to tease me, but I'm not allowed to tease him. Without missing a beat, he looked at me and slammed his cock into me. That was enough to wipe the smile off my face, as his huge dick pushed into me. Thank god he had warmed me up so much or it probably would've been painful. He wasn't playing games, going fast and hard, and his hand had returned to my throat. I was gasping for breath and my arms were wrapped around him, I left some pretty significant scratches on his back by accident. He was being so vocal, moaning and grunting with every thrust which was so hot. We hAd both been so wound up for so long that it didn't last very long, he warned that we was about to cum and I told him to fill me up. He let out one final moan as he came inside of and collapsed on top of me.

We fucked like 3 more times that night, he was an animal and could go over and over and I could barely keep up. He dropped me off at my dorm at like 5 am so I could get a couple hours of sleep before classes the next day. I was so sore from the pounding, and I had some pretty obvious hickeys – but it was all worth it.

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