(M)y Boy(f)riend is so spoiled~ How To Wake Up Your Man

Spoiled for other women, I mean. Haha

Buena, guys! Marisol, some brujeria happened to my old account and it got deleted, blah blah blah. Anyway, thank you all for the plethora of orgasms I have brought myself to with your erotic literary prowess.

A lot of you don’t know/remember me, so I’ll re-describe myself and my sexy Army man to you. :)
Me: 25, Not quite 5’4, petite, 25, tan skin, lots of piercings and tattoos (left arm= half sleeve, my shoulders and abdomen below my breasts, nose, lip, navel, and right nipple pierced.), brown eyes, small tits -maybe a full B, very toned from fitness addiction, and the full lips, round ass, and waist-length, thick dark hair that all other lucky Latina women are blessed with. <3

BF- we’ll call him G (as in G.I. Joe), because he’s Army: 24, Just under six foot, white but with tan skin darker than MINE because of his Native American heritage and years in the sun, rippling muscles under every INCH of skin, brown eyes and hair, and the nicest and largest dick I have EVER seen on a white boy. I mean damn, that boy is blessed.
Also, I like it rough. I like pain, a little kink. Biting, scratching, hair pulling, spanking, choking, you get the drift.

We’ve known each other since middle school and have been both best friends and lovers. We were even in a serious relationship a few years ago. We just got back together-best friends AND lovers.

G recently bought a bed. He works in the afternoon, well into the night doing work- I’m talking manual labor, the kind that gives you rough, dirty hands and works every muscle you have. And he gets paid a ridiculous amount of money.
So needless to say – he bought a brand new, something-foam, king-size, masterpiece, heaven-on-earth mattress recently. Right after we got back together actually.. (which happened after the fucking-in-the-driveway story I told you guys.)
I mean that thing makes time stand still. We set up this amazing bed in the bedroom of his apartment, which he had been basically using as a large walk-in closet. Needless to say, we christened the thing the day he got it. :)

ONTO THE SEXY DETAILS, NO PATIENCE HERE.
I would like to point out that he’s the ONLY person who’s ever made me come by sex alone, just with the D. Talent.
We hadn’t seen each other in about six days.
I like to go over to his place in the mornings before he has to leave for work. I’m usually up hours before my housemates, so I’ve already had my coffee, done my morning yoga and workout, showered, done my makeup and basically gotten ready for life before normal people start to stir. This works in my favor- I like my space and alone time.

So a couple of mornings ago, I’m already made up and on my way to an appointment downtown when I stop by to see my man. With a few hours to spare, conveniently!

I had been thinking about sex in the shower, relishing the music I was listening to, soaping up my breasts- pinching my nipples, playing with the piercing in my right nip, sliding my hands downward, working up a lather so thick that it obscured my copious amounts of tattoos. (I have the sex drive of a teenage boy that’s just seen tits for the first time, it takes skill to satisfy me. Insatiable.) My very long hair sticking to my back, I start working the soap over my hipbones, brushing lightly over my bare mound- I fucking hate body hair- you will never see me sporting any kind of pubic hair- pausing just slightly enough to tap my clit with the nail on my middle finger, letting out a small sigh, then vigorously massaging the cherry blossom-scented shower gel into my legs, easing the muscles the treadmill worked up and delighting in every minute of it.

So you can imagine, as I slid the key into the lock on his apartment door, I was not surprised that my panties- cheekies made entirely of dark red lace – were already wet from antici…pation. (Sorry, had to.)
I walked in, locked the door behind me, and tiptoed into the kitchen to take off my black, high-heeled pumps. I also removed my necklace and silenced my phone before beginning the process of removing the black skinny jeans, tank top, and bra I was also wearing. It was like taking off a black mask-colorful ink swirling everywhere on my tan skin. I took a second to spritz on my new perfume, which is peach-scented and delicious. Now I was standing in my man’s kitchen in just my lacy panties, and he was fast asleep in the bedroom just a few feet away.
The blast of cold air-conditioning on my naked breasts felt amazing-I love the cold, maybe I’m weird, I don’t care – it sent shivers down my entire body, making goosebumps down my bare legs and making my nipples diamond-hard, perfectly ready for him to fit between his teeth. I closed my eyes and let my hair down, the feeling of it running over my naked skin like silk making me wetter. I smiled to myself and turned the knob on his door silently, slipping into the total darkness that was his bedroom. (I mean total. blackout curtains.)

I climbed onto the mattress without even waking him, and slid under the comforter separating me from what I wanted. Badly.

“Hey, babe.” he said as he reached for me, his voice deep, rough, and muffled from a pillow in his face. “Oh my God you smell delicious.” Half asleep. I grinned to myself and crawled across the bed.
We easily fit into our usual spooning position under the blanket, and two things happened at once. He reached an arm around my waist and felt my skin, running that rough palm up the center of my abdomen and chest, and my lace-covered ass pressed against his boxers-covered cock. His dick immediately began to grow as he whispered a soft, “oh…” into my ear. I laughed and put my hand on top of his, guiding it to my right breast, which he tweaked and played with while I worked my hips, slowly grinding my ass on him. I turned around and was now facing him in the dark, and traced his ear with my fingers, then his neck, then ran my nails up and down his back until I felt that he was fully hard- though still half-asleep.
Now I was just flat-out hungry for him. I held the waistband of his boxers away from his body and gently pulled it out. I slowly started running my hand up and down his shaft, and when my thumb ran across the tip of him, his body gave an involuntary jerk and I knew he was awake. He moaned softly, and I felt the wetness of pre-cum on his head. Still working him with my hand, I slid under the covers, planting kisses down his amazing abs along the way, stopping at his hip to have a little nibble and flicked my tongue downward. I arrived at my destination, smiled to myself, and licked the pre-cum off of the tip of his rock-hard dick. HE groaned, and I began to slowly suck him- but only about a third of him. He tortures my pussy with those first three inches of him during sex- I was getting my revenge I guess. And having a blast. I love sucking his cock, the feeling of how hard he is under that velvety-soft skin, the noises he makes. So at this moment I was using my lips and tongue to swirl around his cock, while still working my hand and playing with his balls with every stroke. Then, without warning, I took all of him into my mouth, until my lips were kissing his base and the head of that amazing dick was quite literally in my throat. His whole body responded and a raspy curse was torn from his mouth. Oh, I have no gag reflex btw. :)
I started slowly and continuously deepthroating him, speeding up until his head was rhythmically hitting the back of my throat and he was moaning and thrusting upward to meet me. I moaned against his dick and apparently that got him close to the edge because he came to life and threw me onto my back, ripping off my panties. I laughed as my back hit the soft bed and he kissed me before sliding down my body to do my (and his) second-favorite thing.
He ran the tips of his fingers along my bare, wet cunt. “fuck, you’re fucking wet.” he whispered, still breathless, and lightly traced a circle around my clit with his warm tongue. I gave an approving sigh and he gently licked my pussy and clit for a second before plunging his entire tongue into me and sucking my clit into his mouth, sliding those strong arms under my thighs and holding me in place by my hips. Now it was MY turn to moan in surprised bliss. This man knows his way around a pussy like he fucking majored in it in college. He alternated fucking me with his tongue and sucking and flicking my clit. I was loving every second of it. He brought one hand down to join his mouth, running the other up my body to grab my breast and pinch my nipples with those rough hands.
He gave me a long, slow lick, all the way up my slit, and pushed two fingers inside of my very tight cunt. (Six days, remember.) I gasped and involuntarily squirmed,and he kept me in place with one strong hand again. He finger-fucked me while working me with his tongue, and I ran my hands through his hair. I lightly pushed, and he started going faster and rougher while sucking on my clit and I came almost immediately. I held his head hard against me, riding his face, and he replaced his fingers with his tongue as I came, licking and sucking until I grabbed him by his shoulders-
“Get up here and fuck me, NOW.” I ordered.
“Can you tell I missed how you taste?” he replied and with both of us disregarding the tightness of my pussy, he came up to meet me for a kiss and shoved his cock in to the hilt in one fluid motion. I gasped as he groaned, our sounds mixing, becoming music. He started fucking me hard, holding my left leg up by my shoulder.
I couldn’t get enough. He hit my cervix with each deep thrust and I relished the pain.
I pushed him off of me so that he was sitting up on his knees and turned over on my stomach, and got up on my knees with my legs spread wide.
“I need you like this. Fuck me.” I said breathlessly, and he held me by my ribs as he entered me from behind and sure enough, he started teasing me with the head of him, giving a laugh at my noises of protest. I WANTED it. He did this for a minute and then started putting in work. I let out a sigh of bliss. I gyrated my hips in rhythm with him and put my pussy at a more intense angle by putting my head and tits on the bed and curving my back. After a minute, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me upright, still pounding me.
“Baby, how do you want to come? You can have me however you like. Anything.” I managed to say.
“Inside of you, deep inside of you. I love it.” he panted. That’s the usual- don’t worry we’re not retarded. I have an IUD and we’re both clean. I was moaning, gasping, cussing. He gave my ass a sharp slap, and I started to come- HARD. He loves the feeling of me having an orgasm on his dick so he made sure not to stop while I bit the pillow and screamed into it.

Let me tell you this: this man hits this magical spot inside of me that no one has ever discovered and once I orgasm: I can come like ten more times, extremely easily. When we’re fucking, it feels so good I would do literally anything for him, let him do anything he wanted to me. It’s crazy.

He flipped me back onto my back and started fucking me as hard as he could, hitting that spot constantly. He wrapped one hand around my throat, applied pressure, and something happened that has NEVER happened before. I came for about two SOLID MINUTES. I was clawing at his back, arching my back, wrapping my legs completely around him and I felt the familiar sensation of him coming with me. I could feel his hard dick pulsing as he came, it felt fucking amazing, as always. Sometimes if we don’t come simultaneously, the feeling of him pumping his hot, wet, thick cum can make me orgasm all by itself. And when we were both spent, he stayed deep inside me for a couple of minutes,as is our usual.
Another magical thing: his dick STAYS HARD. Doesn’t matter how many times he comes, it never goes limp until about fifteen minutes after finishing.
He was in deep, the tip of him pressed against that spot he found, and even though he came, he gave me about three more orgasms just by staying in deep and thrusting against that spot while I rolled my hips to grind on him. So generous, that man.

“Well, THAT’S the way to wake up. I’m starving.” he said when he finally pulled out and laid next to me, switching the light on. I laughed and gave him a kiss.
“I thought you’d like a little surprise. Oh, and I made you some breakfast at home and brought it with me, it’s in the kitchen.” I said, smiling. He gave me a look of pure worship and put his forehead between my tits and said:

“This is literally every guy’s dream, you know that right?”
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xoxo-until next time!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4j744k/my_boyfriend_is_so_spoiled_how_to_wake_up_your_man