A Hot Hookup with a New Guy [MF] [FP]

“Hey, do you want to go back to my place?”

We were walking back to his house from the bar where we had met. I was watching the cold wind slowly deepen the pink in his ears. He had a funny, lanky walk that I’m sure was more pronounced because he had a couple beers in him. He was loud too. Every word, every gesture he made exuded a kind of silly confidence. I liked his brand of self-awareness. It didn’t hurt that he was adorable.

“Holy fuck it’s cold”, he said, grinning as if it wasn’t a complaint, rather an observation. It was fucking cold. My nose had reached the point where it felt numb. I liked how easy it was to talk to this guy. He didn’t seem like one for a deep intellectual conversation, but we were making eachother laugh constantly. I hoped he’d keep joking around while we were fucking. That would make it more fun. I became aware of his body being close to mine, and started to imagine what his body was going to feel like on mine.

The ten minute walk felt long. Probably because it was -30. We entered his apartment that he shared with a roommate who was out for the night. It looked like a boy’s house. There were empty boxes of cereal stacked in a recycling bin. There were a couple dishes in the sink, and a crudely made poster on the fridge that had a dick on it.

“Cute poster. Love to see you’re an art collector. That’s hot”, I teased
“Oh thank you, it’s an original actually.” I noticed that he’d toned down the gregariously silly loudness and responded in a softer tone of voice. I felt a pang of sexual energy towards him, and briefly imagined kissing him hard in that moment, but decided to play it cool and let the tension build a little longer.
“Do you smoke weed?” He asked.
“Oh hell yeah”

We walked over to the couch and he pulled out a green and gold glass pipe from a repurposed coffee canister that sat on the end-table. Someone had written 420 on it in black sharpie. I made another joke about his art-choices. We took a seat on the couch, and I took enough space that I’d get to enjoy the moment when he moved closer to me. We each took a hit, getting a little stoned and giggling a lot.

“So how long have you been living here?” I asked during a small break in our goofy banter
“About three months. It’s pretty nice. I could have never had a cute girl over like this when I lived at home. And now I can be naked all the time”
“Ah yeah, I feel you… freedom”
He rested his hand on my thigh, and gave it a light squeeze, “Is this ok?” he asked. I felt my heart leap out of my chest momentarily, and my pussy give a little throb in response
“Oh, yeah”, i responded.

He leaned in and kissed my neck, and I couldn’t help but let out a giggle-sigh as he tickled me with the hair on his chin. I tilted his chin up and kissed him back on the lips. I didn’t go too deep, and just focused on the feeling of his lips against mine. I felt a little awkward and a little funny to be flirting with a guy that wasn’t [my ex]. Moreover, to be making out with someone who I’d never met before tonight. I told my brain to shut up and stop making things awkward, and then pressed my body against his firmly, deepening the kiss. He moaned softly in response. He moved his hands up to my tits. I loved how big his hands were. I imagined his long fingers fucking my pussy as he played with my nipples over my shirt.

“Oh fuck, I want to see your tits” He whispered into my mouth and I felt a rush of endorphins. Oh fuck yes I thought, someone who likes to talk a little dirty.

I guided his hands to the bottom of my shirt, and let him pull it up. I was wearing a little bandeau that made my perky c-cups look extra slutty. He took a good look and pushed the fabric covering my nipple down, exposing what was underneath. Decisively, he put his mouth over my nipple and started sucking. How he knew this was my weakness was beyond me. I tried to keep my moaning at a reasonable volume while he licked and sucked my nipple, but he noticed how much I was liking it and sucked harder, and started playing with my other breast with his hand. I turned bright red, a little embarrassed at now turned on I was getting from this nipple play, but not wanting it to stop. He gave my nipple a little pinch with his teeth, and the pain sent tingles of pleasure all over my body. I moaned loud.

“You like this don’t you?” He said. His tone was a little dark, and very cocky. He gave my other nipple a pinch with his fingers.
“Yes” I sighed in response
“Do you get off on being a little submissive?”, he asked
“Yeah I fucking love it.”
“That’s what I thought. You, seem like the type. A bit of a slut, coming all the way here in the cold just to fuck me.”

I was felt like I could cum in seconds if he kept talking to me like that. He then pulled it out of the moment for a second, “ let me know if you feel uncomfortable or don’t like something at all.” “no, it’s really hot. Don’t stop” I answered

He fully took off the rest of my bra, and kissed me again on the lips. We made out, this time he slipped his tongue into my mouth. His hands roaming around my naked torso, while I played with his hair. Then, grabbing my hand and putting it over the bulge in his jeans he asked, “Is this what you came all the way here for?”. I moaned softly into his mouth. “Answer me.” He demanded. “Yes, I came here for your cock”, I responded. I’ve always felt a little uncomfortable talking dirty back, but the words rolled off my tongue this time.

I began to fumble with the button on his jeans, making sure my palm was pressed against his bulge. He moved his hips to increase the friction between my hand and his cock. Once the button was undone, I unzipped the fly and started to stroke his bulge from over his underwear. He let out a little, “oh my god”, as I found the tip of his cock and began to circle it with my fingers. I love teasing men’s cocks like this. I tried taking it a little further by finding the cock-hole in his underwear and slightly teasing his bare cock while only touching the tip through the fabric. He took a sharp breath inwards and let out a long sigh when I then moved my lips towards his cock and placed my mouth over his boner while it was still in his briefs. He let out a little laugh/moan “oh my god, you’re killing me here”. I giggled and took his cock out of his underwear, gripping it towards the head. It was thicker than I was accustomed to in the past, uncut and had a little bit of precum on the top. I could feel myself getting wet thinking about it being inside my pussy.

I started to jerk him off a bit, then put his cock in my mouth. He moaned and I tried to deep-throat him, gagging a little on his cock. “Oh fuck yes”, he sighed as I worked his cock, testing out different speeds and techniques to see what he responded to the best. When I stopped to take a break and jerk his cock again, he moaned hard, “oh fuck, I don’t want to cum yet. Can I eat your pussy”

I am always a little self-conscious whenever a new partner goes down there for the first time. Luckily, I had just trimmed a few days ago and new I was soft as hell down there, so I tried to focus on that. He pulled off his shirt, getting fully naked, and then pulled down my tights while leaving my skirt on. He grabbed my hips and kissed my soft belly. I stroked his hair and tried to calm my nerves, as he moved down towards my pussy. He kissed me over my underwear, and gave my clit a quick lick before moving to my thighs. I felt like I was turning into rubber. “You think you can tease me like that and not expect a little punishment?” he asked, as he moved his thumb over to the entrance of my pussy. Over the underwear he made circular motions, gently probing the covered hole at times. I bucked my hips, craving more contact. He moved his hands away and held my hips down so I couldn’t move, then went back to tease my clit again with his tongue. He repeated this again, going from my clit to my thighs, to the entrance of my pussy one more time, and my underwear had become visibly soaked under his thumb. I moaned in protest as he began to pull my underwear down, but then pulled them right back up again. “That sounded a little ungrateful” he said softly, planting a kiss on my pussy again. “Please lick me” I responded. “Ungrateful girls don’t get their clits licked”, he said, “they get fucked”.

This was all so hot for me, I felt like I was about to explode. He then pushed my panties aside and put his cock inside me. I wasn’t used to how big he was, and I hadn’t had sex in weeks so I was super tight. We both let out a loud moan. He fucked me upright in missionary with my leg around his shoulder, which always hit my g-spot the deepest. At this point I gave up trying to be quiet and just enjoyed him fucking me. Eventually we fumbled our way to his bedroom where he leaned me over his desk and fucked me hard from behind, which made him cum super fast. He pulled out and came all over my ass, which I loved. Then he turned me around, made me sit on the desk, got down on his knees and licked my pussy until I came.

After everything was said and done, we passed out in his bed and I woke up before he did in the morning. I just left and wrote my number down for him.

Maybe I’ll have a new friends with benefits now ;-)

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