This is my first posting here. I plan on writing up a bunch of fun nights I had in the past few years if people dig this. Enjoy!
I had some friends in town, but they liked to stay closer to downtown, and at the time I had a place just north in the closest suburb. So, I hopped on a train and met them at a cool bar with a nice beer and pizza deal. We hung out there for a few hours, and I got sufficiently toasty before we all decided to head home. So my friends leave, I bum a cigarette off a person outside the bar. I take my time smoking – one of those “only when I’m drunk” types, you see.
“Hey, good to see you.” I kinda freeze, and drunk as I am, turn slowly from my waist, just far enough so my eyes can get a look at whoever it is. A black girl, 5’6, bright eyes, shorter cropped hair. She wore a black leather jacket, a loose, striped crewneck shirt, and tight jeans. Her baggy shirt did a poor job of hiding some outrageous tits, and her jeans hugged a truly thick ass and thighs. Far as I could tell, she met in the middle with a thin waist. I would be correct in that.
“Uh, hi.” I turned fully to face her.
“How’ve you been?” I blinked, confused at the familiarity.
“…good.” We continued this odd conversation for a few minutes, where she would ask blanket questions and I would answer. Eventually she asked something specific about the last time she had spoken with whoever she thought I was.
“Do you not remember me?”
“We have not met.” I slurred bluntly. Now she blinked.
“Don’t you bounce here?”
“No. But my name is _____. Nice to meet you.”
“Oh. Hey. I’m Celia.” There was an awkward silence. Normally I can be somewhat quiet, but I was coursing with liquid courage. So I picked the conversation back up. Soon enough, she was laughing and grabbing my arm. I asked her to get a drink, but she said it was late. She asked if I’d go for a walk with her. I did. A few blocks away, she produced a small, packed bowl and took a hit. She offered the bowl. I took a big hit, made an “O” with my mouth, and she did the same. Slowly, I chimneyed out a plume of smoke into her mouth, slowly closing in for the kiss. A favorite move of mine. It was a light and electrifying, and her soft lips got me excited. I kissed her harder, and we made out in the dark city street. I pulled away after a few minutes, and she smiled a big beautiful smile with closed eyes.
“That was nice,” she said. We walked, smoked, and talked for awhile, before she asked if I lived nearby. Told her I didn’t, but offered to make plans for the next weekend, which happened to be her birthday. We exchanged numbers.
The week went by quick, and we texted simply, but flirty and friendly. She had a good humor about her, and was pretty quick. I liked her. Nothing got too sexual, but sexting is not a strong part of my game. I work better in person.
She asked me to meet her, her brother, and her brother’s friend at an arcade bar downtown, not too far from where we met. It was a good night. We did some shots, I destroyed everyone in MK2, let myself get beay by her in a few other games. She asked to take a walk with me. Eagerly, I agreed.
Together, we tipsy tiptoed away from the bar. I don’t think she told her brother until later. We found a nice stoop, and she pulled out her bowl again. Took turns smoking, talking. Kissed her again, unzipped her jacket and went in for boob. Even through her shirt, I could tell they were soft and voluptuous. She was a good kisser, and we took it slow. I was hungry for those soft lips. She pulled away, but before she said anything, I asked.
“Want to get a ride somewhere?”
“I don’t really do that… but, it IS my birthday…” She said yes, so I hailed a cab. During our 20 minute ride, things started to heat up. We made out aggressively the whole way, drunk and stoned as we were only fueling the fire. I reached under her shirt, under her bra and grabbed at her tits, pulling on her nipples. My pants were getting smaller every second. She went “mmm,” and I looked over to catch the taxi driver checking out what was going on through the rearview. His eyes darted back towards the road. I kissed her neck, and took in the sweet scent of her perfume. I took my hand off that big tit and undid her pants. She grabbed onto my shoulders and I slid a hand down her jeans and found her pussy wet and waiting. I slid in to her wet slit and she gasped, burying her head into my neck, trying to muffle her breathy moans with my body. My cock was throbbing in my jeans. Thankfully, we arrived at the crib.
I threw a twenties at the front seat then leapt out the car. 30 seconds later she was in my bed, and I was on her, and we were ripping clothes off. She revealed some kinda D-cup tits, a thin waist, and thick legs that lead up to that juicy, fat ass. While I took my shirt off, she fiddled with my paints and pulled out my cock and balls with both hands, giving a saucy ‘mmmm.’ I’m nowhere near the biggest around but I’ve got a solid 7″, and she cupped and jerked while I kissed her necks and nipples and fingerbanged her. Her pussy was audibly wet, juices sloshing while I jacked around inside her. I began kissing down her body, slowing down on her stomach. She pulled her hands from my dick and bit a finger while I kissed around her pussy. I gave a light kiss above where her clit hides, and her body arched. I teased her more, kissing her along the inside of her thigh, then back down. I teased her pussy again, then went up the other league.
“Please!” She breathed through her teeth. I dove into her dripping cunt like a pig at the trough. She moaned loud, pulled at my long hair and drove my face into her pussy.
“Fffffuck. YES.” She crushed my head between her legs, her soft thighs enveloping me. I fought through the restraint with little breath left, and kept eating that dark pussy.
“Ah.” Her hips, bucked once, twice, and slowly settled as the orgasm ran it’s course. I gasped for breathe when she released my head, then went back to work. I felt her move around somewhat, it sounded like she was fiddling with her jacket or purse.
“Hey.” I looked up. She was packing her bowl again, then handed it to me. “This may sound weird, but would you… blow some on me? Down there?” Still hazey, I sat up from her pussy, my light beard literally dripping. I saw her tits resting on body. I kissed her stomach, and dragged my tongue and her pussy juice up her body. I sucked those thick nipples, then looked up to her face.
“Yes.” She put the end of the bowl in my mouth and lit it. I took a big hit, held it, then made my way down her body. Those nipples, god damn. I could not get enough of those fucking tits.
Over her pussy, I spread the dark lips, revealing the pink treasure underneath. I blew a thin stream of smoke over her pulsating pussy, before closing the gap and feasting on her again.
“Oooooh fuck yes. Again, please!” My dick was cutting diamonds. But her pleading had me. I did it three more before she came again. I couldn’t believe how wet she had gotten. She smiled at me as her legs loosened from another death grip. “Ok. Your turn.” I sat on the edge of the bed, and she climbed down onto her knees between my legs. She started with gentle licks, getting me back for teasing her from before. She slobbered on my balls, then with little flicks of her tongue, licked up the length of my shaft. When she licked my head, I think I had a mini orgasm, because my sensative dick swelled and a decent sized rope of precum shot up.
“You want more?” She asked with her eyes. Helplessly, I nodded. She kissed the tip of my cock, before opening up and slowly descending. Every inch it seemed like she reached her max, but her jaw and tongue worked my cock and she kept going. Near the end, she grabbed my hips and forced me deeper down her throat. Seized with pleasure, I felt my dick flex. She choked, but continued. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her down the rest of the way. Her nose buried itself into my pubes, and she looked up with bright, teary eyes. We held that gaze, while she slowly retreated off my now sopping cock, her thick lips dragging along. I’m not sure how I didn’t come right then and there. At the end, she breathed out heavy. I realIzed I had been holding my breathe too. I held her cheek as she regained air.
“H-holy fuck.” All she did was give me a knowing smile and went to work giving me a slow, sloppy, sexy blowjob. I followed those lips like a dog who knows there’s a treat in from of him. I don’t think my dick had every felt that swollen before. It was red hot, and her tongue and lips felt fantastic. I caught a glimpse of her billowing tits below my legs. I leaned for and grabbed them both, and lifted them into my lap. My head popped out her mouth with a pop and a surprised “oh!” I squeezed those fucking fine tits and leanes back so I could pump my dick through them. I watched my dick grow up between her black boobs, then with a slippery sound retreat so that the head was only visible.
I was in my own world, lost in Celia’s chest. But she reached for her bowl, took a big hit, and misted the valley I was pleasuring myself in. I stopped humping her tits and started moving them up and down on my dick, while she would lick and suck when I would later and blow smoke when she couldn’t. Then, I reached the breaking point. I stood up, scooped her under the shoulders and hauled her onto the best.
“Yes.” She said with quiet excitement. I stood off the bed over her, spreading first her legs, then her pussy. I slapped my wet dick on her wet pussy. She bit her lip and nodded. Normally I like to run the bottom of my dick between the lips for awhile, but one pass and I had to see my dick disappear into that sopping cunt. I slid in to the hilt, and growled. It wasn’t the tightest, but I was so worked up, and it WAS warm, inviting, and felt fucking amazing. I grabbed her legs at the knees and began to fuck her, long and slow. She sat up on her elbows, and we both watched as I slid in and out of her. I kept her legs pried open and used them to leverage my thrusts. She started breathing heavier, and I started grunting.
“Oooooo, yes, that’s nice baby, fuck.” I picked up speed, and her tits started to bounce around. She lay back, bit her finger, and moaned. I threw her legs over my shoulders then grabbed her thighs and started to fuck her, I mean really fucking punish that shit. Her juices had me soaked, and my balls smacked her ass with wet thuds. My bedframe slammed against the wall.
“God fucking DAMN IT, Celia, you feel good.”
“Uh- you too – Uh – , ______. Oh! Fuck, ah – you too FUCK.” I drilled her this way until sweat started running down my forehead, and her body began to glisten in the low lit room. I grabbed for her tits and fell forward onto her, sucking at her skin and kissing her.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck-” she whispered into my ear. Her body tensed up and her pussy clamped down on my dick like a fucking gator. If I wasn’t running on booze and bowl rips I would have filled that pussy up right there. But I didn’t, and so we fucked. And fucked. I grabbed her and rolled onto my back, pushing her up off me so I could see her body as she rode me. She began to grind her pussy and clit onto me. I clutched at her sides and dug my dick up farther into her. It wasn’t deep enough. I helped her get her feet onto the side of me so her knees were up and she could squat down, and I could fuck deeper into her still. Igrabbed under that glorious ass and helped her get lift before slamming her down again.
“Ride that fucking dick, Celia. FUCK.”
“Oh god, baby, _____ your dick feels so good.”
Her tits started to clap, thos bountiful fucking tits. After watching them, I needed them, so I pulled her forward so they were in my face. I grabbed that thin waist of her and we both fucked each other while I was sucking those fat nipples and she was moaning her loudest yet. Eventually, her legs started to shake.
“Tired?”
“…ye-ah…”
“Ok.”
I pushed her off to the side onto her stomach. We were both drenched in sweat and pussy now. Her ass was oiled with both. I hadn’t had enough of that ass yet. I grabbed her ass and squeezed, and she moaned again. I slapped my dick hard on those cheeks, watched them ripple. I climbed over Celia, ran my cock’s head down her ass crack, past her hole, down to her pussy, and slid back in. We were in pronebone, and god damn was that a magnanimous ass to pound into.
I fucked her with long, deliberate strokes again. In. And out. And in. And out. Slow and sensual. She was still breathing hard, and the sensation was starting to tingle at the base of my cock. I slowly ramped up speed, until the bed was slamming the wall, my hips were smacking her ass with rhythmic slaps, and our moans and growls got louder and louder.
“Oh baby, oh baby, oh ffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuhuuuuuuuuuuck-” she came, and her pussy again clamped down on my dick, and this time, that was it. The surge of pleasure kicked me into overdrive, and I jackhammered until I burst. I plunged deep into that pussy, bit her neck and growled with primal abandon. I felt my cum rush through my cock and pump into her cunt. Every shot, I thrust and growled. She reached up and grabbed a fistful of my hair. We lay there catching our breath for a moment before I rolled off her. My sheets were soaked with sweat and both of our cum. She didn’t move and fell asleep. I passed out next to her.
The next morning we woke, fucked, I drove her home and never saw her again, she moved to LA. Ta da.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61ikw4/mistaken_identity_mf