i like it rough [FM]

Haven’t shared in a while because I didn’t have much inspiration. This weekend changed that. Sorry if the story got a little long, I’ll add a break line if anyone wants to skip down past buildup.

Three years ago, freshman year, I met a guy on my floor – things started friendly enough but soon progressed into flirting and lingering touches. I even spent a night in his bed, but the two of us were so inexperienced and shy that nothing happened, besides my roommate interrogating me once I got back in the morning. We stayed friends, he started dating someone, I finally started learning how to effectively flirt and started on my own sexual adventures.

Fast forward to this fall – I heard he and his girlfriend broke up. I was with someone else, and honestly wasn’t as interested as before, so I let the news go. But this weekend we happened to meet again at the same party. We still had mutual friends, so I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised, but what did surprise me was how quickly he honed in on me, walking over and starting conversation before I had settled in for the night.

The party progresses, filled with drinking games and gossip, eventually devolving into a smaller group and the classic round of questions that starts when the night is winding down and everyone is just a little hungry for something other than Cheetos and cheap beer. The guy ends up sitting next to me, positioning himself just a little closer than usual. The touch of his leg against mine had me shifting closer to him, and eventually his hand came to rest on my upper thigh. As the questions got increasingly hotter, I was surprised to hear we had similar tastes in bed.

As he was talking about his specific kinks his fingers brushed the skin inside my thigh and I shivered, wondering how his hands would feel on other parts of my body. He felt my body shake, and turned, pinning me under his intense stare. “I’ll walk you home” he said. It wasn’t a request, and I stood up, disappointed to feel his hand drop from my leg. At this point the group had broken off into smaller conversations, and we say our goodbyes to the people left.

We start the walk back to my house, which was just a couple blocks away, and he stays behind me. I can feel his eyes on my ass, and I let my body shift and sway just a little under his gaze. Glancing back at him, I catch his eyes on me, but he just smirks, unashamed, and runs a hand through his hair. “Something bothering you?” I asked, giving him a crooked smile. He looked up, and I could see what he wanted even before he said anything: “I mean, you want me to be honest with you?” he paused, and I waited. Stopping and turning so he walked right up to face me.

“I need to fuck you”, he finished, and I just stood there, surprised and suddenly incredibly turned on. I knew he wanted this, but his being so outright made my pulse skyrocket. Suddenly in control of the situation, I decided to go all in. “I’ve wanted you since that night freshman year” I whispered in his ear before turning to nibble his jaw. He groaned, pulling my body against his. His hand roughly grabbed my ass through my shorts, making me whimper. “Let’s get home” I giggled, pushing off him and walking the remaining way to the house. Once I unlocked the door, I led us upstairs, closing and locking the door behind us.

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He backed me up onto my bed, and I lay down. Suddenly his mouth was on mine, possessive and teasing. I love when someone bites my lower lip, which he quickly figured out with how much I started moaning for him. His rubbed me through my shorts, and I tried to hold back a bit, biting on my fingers, but I knew I couldn’t stay that way for long. He started grinding against me, and I could feel how hard he was through our clothing. I whimpered again, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. He pulled us up, stripping his shirt off before taking mine off too.

His hands ran over my boobs. I pulled my bra off, pushing against his body. He forcefully pushed me back down, unzipping and pulling off my shorts before running a hand over my soaking wet slit. “Driving me crazy” I breathed out, grabbing his hand and rocking against it. I shivered, getting wetter by the second. “Maybe I should take these off”, he said, undoing his shorts and letting them and his underwear fall to the floor. I sat up, hungry for a look at his cock. It was huge.

He stroked it, smirking again at me while I clearly stared. He crawled back onto my body, biting my inner thigh. He pulled off my thong and let it drop to the floor with the rest of our clothes. I buried my hands into his hair as he started to lick my pussy. His mouth felt so good. I moaned, squirming as he made me come. He lifted and kissed me, and I could taste myself on his lips. “Condom?” He asked, and I nodded. He pulled his wallet out of his shorts, and pulled out the condom.

He was standing right by my face, and I couldn’t help but give his tip a slow lick. He groaned and rolled the condom down while I watched, playing with my clit. Then he came over, turned my head to the side and bit my neck, making me yelp again. He then rolled over. “Ride me” he growled. Happily, I hopped up, positioning myself over his dick and sliding down, bracing myself with a hand against his chest while I felt him fill me up.

I started rocking and his hands buried themselves in my hips, pushing my hips back and forth. He swore, telling me to go harder. I did, picking up speed until I was riding the hell out of him, head thrown back and nails digging into his chest as I came, hard. Almost felt bad for a second, with how hard I fucked him I was sure my housemate in the other room could hear my bed against the wall.

After I caught my breath he told me to turn around. I did, and on his instructions slowed down, grinding and rolling my hips against him. He loved it, pushing my ass back and forth against him again. Eventually he moved us, lifting me up off his cock and pushing me to stand, bending over the bed. I clenched the sheets while he fucked me from behind, getting more and more rough. Just the way I like. I tightened up around him and came again, whimpering his name and how good he felt inside me.

He groaned, pulling my hair back and telling me in return how much he loved the way I feel. He grabbed my hips and started pumping hard against them, making my ass bounce against his hips. I couldn’t hold back my moans as he fucked me, and tried to bury my face into my bed to muffle the screams. Eventually he said he was close, and asked to come on my chest. I flipped over and slithered down the side of the bed, playing with my boobs while I watched him.

He guided my hand to his cock, and I stroked it, getting faster and faster while he stuck his finger in my mouth to suck. I focused on his tip, and kept stroking until he groaned loudly and came over and over, covering my chest and chin. I wiped myself off with my sheets, and we ended up snuggling up, sweaty but satisfied. I woke up in the morning to his hands on my skin, but that’s another story, this one has gotten long enough.

He said he wanted to make this a habit. I think I’ll agree.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/68oqst/i_like_it_rough_fm