[MF] My best streak of sex – Part 2

You can read [Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5qc18s/mf_my_best_streak_of_sex_part_1/).

After getting home from my hot tub night with Katie, I started texting with Emily from my dodge ball team. I learned that she had a few more beers than normal at the post game drink-up, and got the nerve to text me.

I had noticed her since the first day of the season. She was 5’7″, had cocoa skin (I later learned she was half-white, half-black), and such a fit body. She was the girl that wore the tiny booty shorts to play adult dodge ball, and her ass was the best in league. She knew what she was doing. Why I was the guy she had a little crush on, I couldn’t tell.

Since I knew she was a little drunk, I didn’t push too hard on the texting. I just said I was sorry to disappoint her, and would love the opportunity to apologize. She invited me to drinks the next day (Thursday). Even though I had just fucked Katie in the hot tub, I jerked-off thinking about Emily before falling asleep.

We met at a local wine bar. We ordered our drinks and a few small plates. She was embarrassed about the drunk texting, but was happy that it didn’t weird me out. I thought her embarrassment was cute, and we laughed about it.

Since we knew each other only from the sports league, we spent time getting to know each other. She was really fun, and I was really impressed by here. We spent about 2 hours at the bar, when she commented that her friend was a bar tender at another place, and she was going to see her. I read this as an invitation, so said I would love to tag along.

We went from a quiet wine bar to one of the funner bars in the city. There was an 80’s cover band playing, and her bar tender friend was sliding us shots. Our banter got flirtatious throughout the night, as the booze got us feeling more comfortable.

It got to be 11, when Emily turned to me. “So, how are you going to apologize to me?”

“What’s the easiest way to make you happy?”

“I don’t know. Come back to my place?”

We were in the car not too much later. At her place, she poured us some drinks. (Side note: there’s something hot about a girl that loves bourbon.) I sat on the couch while she changed. She came out in yoga pants and the thinnest tank top I had ever seen. Her dark nipples were clearly visible through the fabric, and they were hard.

I joked she should have just come back naked, with how much that shirt shows.

She bit her lip, and pulled the tank top over her head.

“This better?”, she asked.

I didn’t answer. I leaned in for a kiss, as my hands grabbed her tits. She was a solid D, and she had this smell to her skin that made me growl like an animal. It wasn’t so much perfume, but more natural. A bit of sweat, soap, and body product. The type of smell that makes a man go feral.

Our kissing style quickly meshed up, and she was undoing my shirt. My dress pants from work were so tight on me, and were soon off.

She pushed me back, stood-up, took my hand, and just said “Bedroom.”

I followed her in, and I started stripping the last of my clothing off. She was pulling the yoga pants off, and I was staring at a thing of beauty. As she bent over, I could see her pussy lips She crawled on the bed, and rolled on her back.

She spread her legs, and I saw a tiny little landing strip. Because of her light chocolate skin, the pinkness of her lips was that much brighter.

She made a “come here” motion with her finger, then dragged it up her pussy lips.

“Now you apologize. I want to cum on your face. You don’t get anything until I get mine. You can’t even tough yourself. If your hands aren’t on me, this is over. Now get on your knees and get started.”

I had never been bossed like this, and there was no playing in her voice. I crawled across the floor and started licking her from asshole to clit.

Her smell was powerful. Not bad, just strong. Like she was in heat. It turned me on. I used every pussy eating trick I knew. Fingers, clit licking, tongue fucking, ass play.

She was very specific about what she like, and would tell me to stop what she didn’t. I don’t know how long I was down there, but she had music playing. I counted at least 12 songs. Maybe 30 minutes. The entire time, my cock was rock hard and wanted release.

Finally, she reached down and shoved my face into her, and started cumming. Hard. Her hips bucked, and I could feel her clench on the two fingers I had in her. She got much wetter, and my face was covered in her.

She let go, and pushed my head back. Her skin was flushed, and she was breathing heavy.

Motioning at her night stand, she said “There’s a small box with condoms in there. Put one on.” I did as I was told. Every time I think about this night, and my following relationship with her, I couldn’t believe how easily I followed her commands. God, it was hot.

I got on top of her, and started to slide my cock in. She was so wet and turned on from face fucking me, that I had problem getting balls deep.

“Now, make me cum again, then you.”

We spent the next 20 minutes figuring out each other’s style, before we hit a groove. I was standing next to the bed, holding her legs over my shoulders, pounding away. She had one hand playing with her clit, and another grabbing one of her tits.

“Don’t cum. Don’t cum. Don’t cum…” She kept saying.

I was constantly on the verge, but she was in control. I couldn’t cum until she told me it was okay.

Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me in close, and she got more aggressive with her clit rubbing. She screamed and went rigid.

She was my first squirter. Her fluids covered her and me as she came. Her vaginal muscles clenched so tight that I couldn’t pull out. This lasted 30 seconds, but felt like minutes.

She finally relaxed her grip on my cock, and she pulled back. Rolling over, she said “Take the condom off, fuck me from behind, then cum all over my ass.”

I pumped furiously into her. She was so hot and wet, and my brain could only focus on nutting. Being suddenly bareback in her was amazing. My one priority in life was fucking, and I felt like an ape with a primal need.

“Good, now pull out. Cum for me.”

Like a good little dog, I did as I was told. Somehow, despite sex and jerking off the night before, I shot a magnificent load. The first two shots went past Emily’s face, with the next three going various distances up her back.

She leaned back so my cock was between her ass cheeks. The wetness that covered us both and served as the perfect lube as she slid her ass up & down, finishing me off. The last bit of semen I had left dribbled on to her ass cheeks.

Exhausted was an understatement. We collapsed into the bed, cuddled for a bit, and fell asleep.

I woke up early to get home and changed for work, since it was Friday morning. Emily made me coffee to go, then grabbed my crotch in the middle of the kitchen.

“You’re not going to stand me up next week, are you?”

“No, of course not.” I started growing hard again, with being talked to like this.

She unzipped my pants, and pulled out my half-hard cock.

“Good. I’m glad you’ve learned your lesson. Good boys get rewarded.” With that I was hard, and she was stroking me. She continued to talk dirty to me, saying what we would do next week after the game.

Finally, I finished. Shooting what cum I had left on to her kitchen floor. I had to put my hand on the counter to keep from going over.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get it. You’re going to be late if you don’t leave soon. Have a great weekend!” She smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

I ran out the door, not fully able to wrap my head around the last 14 hours, but feeling amazing.

I managed to make to work on time, and the weekend was only a few hours away.

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