This is a 100% true story — told of the incredible sexual experiences I had in my 20s with the woman who would become my wife. And yes, we are still together many years later, and still going strong.
We had only been at my buddy’s summer party for an hour when my girlfriend sauntered up to me in her cornflower blue, baby doll dress. She grasped my arm in her hands, leaned up and into me, put her lips next to my ear, and whispered, “Take me home. I need to be fucked.”
She flashed me a wicked grin, and her blue eyes flashed. I was in my mid-20s and locked in a torrid romance with Kay, who was more sexual than any woman had ever remotely been with me. It was a brand new experience for me, and I found it both exhilarating and intimidating.
She took my hand, and led me out of the party. As her dress moved around her incredibly firm ass, I caught glimpses of the panty line from the string bikini panties she wore beneath the dress. I began to harden immediately. We couldn’t get to the car quickly enough.
As we drove home to my apartment, I kept one hand on the wheel and the other on Kay’s leg. I drew circles on the inside of her thigh, drawing ever closer to her center, which was already radiating heat and moisture. She opened her legs as I did, inviting more. I began to caress her over her panties. She let out small sighs and moans as I caressed her, closing her eyes and throwing her head back.
After about 20 minutes, we pulled into my apartment complex’s underground parking garage. We unbuckled our seat belts, but before I could open my door, Kay leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth. As she did so, she took my cock in one hand. Then, before I could respond, she dove down to my waist, freed my cock from my shorts, and began to blow me right there in the parking garage.
Kay is one of those women who happens to LOVE giving hand jobs and blow jobs, and who is really, really good at them. I found this out completely by accident, but once I did, I was spoiled for all other women.
Now, she expertly used her fingers, lips, and tongue to rapidly bring me to dizzying heights of arousal. Part of me was incredibly nervous about being in a parking garage — I am decidedly NOT an exhibitionist, and we had never done anything like this in a place so public — but that anxiety was fast overridden by the amazing sensations being coaxed from my body by Kay.
I grew ever more aroused and sensitive as she worked. She bobbed her head up and down, swirled her tongue around my cock, slid her long, slender fingers up and down and around my cock, and sucked like a champ. It wasn’t long before I felt the explosive feeling of my orgasm coming on, and then yelled, “Ohhhh Goooddddddd,” and let loose inside her mouth, thrusting as I did. She sucked down every last drop and grinned at me again, this time with satisfaction and hunger in her eyes.
I collapsed back in my seat, momentarily exhausted and overwhelmed by what had just occurred.
Kay smiled wolfishly at me and said, “We’re not done yet. Let’s go upstairs.” I caught my breath and staggered out of the car. I looked around to make sure the garage was empty of people, and then put myself back together.
Once in the elevator and a bit more recovered, I wrapped my arms around Kay, kissed her, and said, “That was incredible. Thank you.” She smiled up at me, and replied, “You’re welcome. Now get me to your apartment and fuck me silly.”
I began to harden again as visions of me doing just that began to dance in my head. I grabbed her by the neck, pulled her toward me, and kissed her hard. When the elevator doors opened, I pushed her across the hall to the door of my apartment, unlocked it, and pulled her inside.
I immediately grabbed her again once inside, spun her around so her back was to me, and pushed her up against the door. I grabbed her from behind, and kissed her on the mouth, neck, and ears. She moaned and leaned into me. I grabbed her breasts over her dress and squeezed them, and she groaned again.
I then grabbed the zipper at the top of the back of her dress and pulled it down. It fell to the floor. I unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor, cupping her incredibly sexy breasts in my hands. She groaned and leaned into me as I covered both breasts with my hands and then pinched her rock-hard nipples.
I spun her back around so she faced me, naked now except for a pair of white string bikini panties. I kissed her urgently, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She responded in kind. I picked her up and carried her into my bedroom. I threw her down on the bed and briefly admired the sight of Kay, naked save for her panties. sprawled beneath me. I stripped my own clothes off, then bent down and stripped her panties off roughly. I was ready to go. She opened her legs, and I moved into her.
She felt exquisite. I penetrated her, withdrew, and pushed into her again. She was tight and silky, and it felt so, so good. We settled into a rhythm, moved together, slowly at first, then picking up speed. She began to moan, softly at first, then more loudly. As we quickened our pace, the sounds of her arousal drove me onward. I LOVED the noises that issued from Kay’s mouth when she was aroused. The more incoherent they became, the more I knew she was aroused.
I began to move faster then, and then faster and faster. I slammed into her harder and harder, and her cries grew more and more intensely blue. “OhGodOhGodOhGod,” she cried. I was getting closer.
Egged on by her cries, I drove harder and faster. Her legs flew up in the air as I moved. Kay’s nails dug into my back, and she began to scream. I felt my second orgasm build, and as it arrived, I thrusters five, six, seven times to empty myself in her. Every pump felt amazing, and I let fly a verbal volley of my own nonsense.
Afterward, we laid together, intertwined, slick with sweat, breathing hard, too hard to get words out. But that was ok. We didn’t need them. We had just finished an epic lovemaking session, and it said everything we needed to.
To be continued….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/77jkj7/she_whispered_in_my_ear_mf