[FM] [female perspective] [tame] Everything I wanted

*I’ve never written one of these before, so constructive criticism would be very welcome. Thanks, I hope you enjoy!*

Jack* and I had met volunteering at a local food bank. He was older by a few years, slightly nerdy, and noticeably in shape; a couple of inches taller than me, with brown puppy dog eyes and an unruly mop of brown hair. Once a week for almost three months, we stuffed boxes and joked around. We had gotten dinner together the week before at his suggestion, which should have been an obvious sign of interest, but it turns out I’m pretty oblivious.
On the bus ride home, we grabbed a bite to eat. This time, we got takeout, and on the way home, he asked if I wanted to hang out. If I’m honest, I was surprised; I thought he was way out of my league. I was hoping he had something specific in mind, but I’m never one to assume. I asked him, “What do you mean?”

“Like, watch a movie or something?” Ah. Got him. I agreed and we got on the bus to his place. I’m never the person to make the first move, and endured at least half an hour of sexual tension watching Iron Man on his couch until he finally got up the nerve to ask if he could kiss me. Before I could finish vocalizing an emphatic yes, his mouth was on mine and I felt an intense endorphin rush.
He kissed me tenderly and carefully as I let my hands wander beneath his shirt, exploring his hard, strong stomach and muscular arms. It didn’t take long before I was soaking wet, begging him in my mind to fuck me. He unbuttoned my shirt, adorably confused when presented with a sports bra. I giggled and took it off myself, and he kissed my chest and licked my nipples. Jack was respectful and controlled, but not so much that I couldn’t feel him rock hard against my body as he lay on top. I could barely contain my excitement; I pulled his button-down up over his head, and took in his fantastic body.

After what felt like hours of making out, his hand finally found its way to the waistline of my leggings. I was so ready for him to feel my wetness. I felt him rub my pussy, letting out a sexy sigh as acknowledgement, and lubing my clit. He gently rubbed it while sliding a finger inside of me, making me shudder with happiness. “Fuck, you’re so wet”, he said in a voice that could have made me come just by itself. One finger became two, then three, pausing only to fully pull off my leggings and thong. I hoped he would go down on me, but it didn’t seem to be going that way, so I decided to finally feel how hard I had made him.

I unbuttoned his pants, and he stopped fingering me to help take them off completely. I took the opportunity to take control, sending him on to his back. I kissed him for a minute, then began to move down his body, kissing and sucking and licking as I went. When I arrived at his boxer briefs, I started to tease. I licked just under his waistband, down to his inner thigh, skipping over the main event. I kissed his rock hard cock through his underwear, and he ran his fingers through my hair. I finally removed his last bit of clothing and paused a second to admire him. He was huge. At least, the biggest I’d ever seen in real life. His hair was trimmed to less an inch and formed a treasure trail. I felt myself get even wetter. Enthusiastically, I took him into my mouth and he softly groaned. His size was new to me, and I did the best I could, completely incapable of taking him all the way. His hands entangled my hair and dismantled my ponytail. He pulled me up to kiss me, and I couldn’t wait any longer to feel him inside of me. “Bedroom?” he said. I nodded.

I got up, and he walked behind me; I could almost feel his eyes on my ass. “To the right”, he said at the end of the hall. I opened the door to a tidy room with a queen sized bed and turned around to face him. He grabbed me and kissed me, lifting me up and carrying me to the head of the bed. He put me down and began to finger me with his right hand while he rummaged in his bedside table for a condom. He pulled one out, and I took it from him. He stood in front of me while I sat on the edge of the bed and rolled the condom down his cock. He gently guided me to lie down on my back, and got on top. I spread my legs, and he slowly began to enter me. I was worried with his size we’d need lube, but I was so wet I doubt it would have made a difference. He teased me, moving in a little, then out, then in a little more, until finally I felt his whole cock fill me up. It was better than I had imagined. After a few minutes of missionary, kissing and fucking me hard, he came. I began to play with my clit as he replaced the condom and came back to the bed, heading straight down to my pussy. Finally.

He licked my lips and sucked on my clit, then slid two fingers inside, working double time. I bucked my hips and pulled his hair, feeling my back arch involuntarily. I was getting close. I pulled him up towards me to kiss, and asked “what’s your favourite position?” He laughed and flipped me over. Perfect, I thought, mine too.

He fucked me from behind, grabbing my ass and my hair. I was moaning loudly, glad as hell he didn’t have roommates. My legs started to quiver and I felt the tension building up, until finally, that fucking beautiful release. I couldn’t tell you if he came a second time, because I was too busy writhing in ecstasy, and spent a few minutes of recovery shuddering and catching my breath.

Jack drew me close and kissed my forehead, and we spent the next half hour cuddling and talking. We noticed the time, and since we both had to get up early in the morning, I took an Uber home and proceeded to relive the night in my memory until the next time I saw him.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5vnfeb/fm_female_perspective_tame_everything_i_wanted