What happens on a Blowup Couch [MF]

This all started sophomore year in college, I was 19 and had been looking around on tinder for a bit, nothing serious had happened, but along the way I had become good friends with a girl(19) I knew from classes the previous year. We will call her W for privacies sake. W was 5’4” white, skinny, 34DD, and short brown hair. She wasn’t what I would consider my type, but that will come in time.
We had been hanging out after class, and on weekends for a while. I started noticing her sitting closer to me when we were playing video games, or watching movies; in groups or alone. My better judgement told me to play it down and try to stay friends, and this went on for about a month or so. Offhand glances, touches, and a seeming drive from her to see me as much as possible. Not sure how this came up, but we ended up watching an anime my friend from home had recommended for me, wasn’t sure at the time why she would want to watch some weird 90’s anime with me, and weirder that she would want to do it alone (oblivious I know). We get through a couple episodes over a week, and Halloween rolls around. My school goes all out for Halloween, big concert, drinking, late night parties.
I planned on going out with W and a few of our friends, we made the rounds, and drank a bit. The bands started to get boring, so I asked her if she wanted to go back and hang out at her place, it was drizzling and cold. We set up in her room, on her very high class blowup couch, laptop on a chair in front of us and commence nerdy watching of this anime. If you’ve ever sat on a blowup anything with someone else, you know that eventually you drift into each other. We’re sitting there, shoulders touching, and a malleable tension in the air mixed with the alcohol I had earlier. She had put her hand on my leg, and was drawing circles with her small hand over my thigh. I noticed her giving me side glances, watching me while I looked at the screen… I had two choices now, make a move or solidify that I wasn’t interested. (this is posted in this sub, what do you think I did) I waited for her to look at me again, and leaned in to kiss her. Our lips met, and after a second of what I can only imagine was shock, she took my head in her hands and pulled my lips into hers. My tongue found its way into her mouth, and she pulled me on top of her, wrapping her legs around my back, and running her hands over my body. I found her body below me, feeling her breasts through her shirt, and running my hands down to her firm ass. As she ground her radiating pussy into my cock, I started getting hard under my pants. I start rubbing myself into her now very wet cunt, hearing her moan in pleasure under me. I slip my hand under her shirt and take a handful of her left breast in my hand, pulling her face up to mine with the other. She pulled me against her as if she never wanted to let me go, grinding her pussy into my cock with a force that made me forget the rest of the world.
W’s moaning was getting louder, her motions were less intentional and I could see in her face that she was getting close. I was making her cum through her panties, and it couldn’t have made me hornier. I picked up my pace, and rubbed her nipples under her shirt, kissing her neck and listening to her moans, trying to get her there once before I took her clothes off. W started breathing fast and moaning louder, telling me to go faster, that she wanted to cum for me. She came with more gusto than I had experienced up to this point, arching her back and pushing that soaking wet cunt against me, letting the whole dorm know what was happening. And then she wanted me, she wanted my length inside her dripping pussy.
We moved to her bed, pulling each other’s clothes off as we moved, only parting lips to take off our shirts. I took a step back to see her for the first time without clothing, and it was amazing. Seeing someone who you spent so much time fantasizing about, even if involuntarily, naked for the first time. I took her in my arms and picked her up, easy at her small 110lbs, and kiss her onto her bed, leaning over the edge and grinding my now exposed cock into her soaking wet pussy. The feeling of her pushing herself into my cock, her small, tight body under me, and those sizeable tits in my hands… it was almost enough to make me bust right there. That would have been too soon though, I needed to see her with my cock inside her. I wanted to feel what that wet pussy could do. She was begging for me to put it into her, but I wanted to tease her. I pushed my tip into her as I rubbed and licked her hard nipples. Just pushing myself in enough for her to gasp, and then pulling back out; Making her writhe below me in pleasure and denial. When I thought she had taken enough, I slowly slid my length into her and let myself stay deep in her for a couple seconds, taking her in, feeling her warm, wet pussy on me. She gasped and pulled me closer to her, but I could tell what she wanted, she needed to cum again.
I started fucking her pussy, her on the bed and me standing off of it, her legs in my hands, running my hands up and down her soft legs. I propped her ankles onto my shoulders, held onto her thighs and started to pound her. Listening to our bodies hitting each other, the wet slap of her juices flowing into my cock. She leaned her head back in ecstasy and came again, her pussy clenching down on my cock, bringing me over the edge as well. I came hard, as only months of suppressed sexual tension can do.
We both lied down on the bed, her leg over my body, panting from the activities. We would have to change the sheets to sleep that night. Twice.

If you are interested in any more stories about W, or something else, I have some more that I’m considering writing up. Comments and suggestions are appreciated. Everything in this story is true.
Thanks for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6p8oxq/what_happens_on_a_blowup_couch_mf

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