I’m usually a /r/gonewildstories lurker, but I had a good experience abroad a few years ago, so here goes. To skip the backstory, scroll to **sexy times here**.
I was 7 months into my year of study abroad when I went to this community event where I met Martin. I went alone because none of my friends were interested, so in an effort to be social I struck up a conversation with Martin, a random guy listening to music with one earbud. I learned he was 7 years older than my 20 years, worked in construction, and was single. After the event he ended up cycling with me to my apartment building on his way home. On the way I got a flat tire, so we walked the rest of the way there, which gave us more time to talk. We exchanged information and kissed each other on the cheek, and hugged. I noticed he had my idea of a perfect guy body: muscular and solid with a hint of dad bod. Later that night I found him on Facebook and thanked him for walking me home. He offered to fix the flat, saying it was an excuse to see me, and I accepted. During my classes that week I found myself spacing out a lot, imagining how I would gently press him against a wall and kiss him. He definitely made an appearance in my fantasies while masturbating that week.
About a week later, after texting off and on, Martin and I made plans to meet up. I used my bike everyday for commuting, so I ended up going to a shop to have it fixed before he came over, which let us spend the afternoon on something other than bike repairs. We decided to run to a nearby park to workout together. It was again strangely comfortable, given that we had just met. We talked about travel, school, his work, and the city. We used the public workout machines, then heading to my apartment. On the way I started kicking a pebble and we passed it back and forth, then tried to keep it away from each other. At one point I kicked it past him and caught myself on his chest with my hand. I felt pretty smug for my flirting attempt (lol) and hoped he got the message. On the way back to my apartment we stopped for groceries. He lived just outside the city, a 40 minute bike ride, so I offered my place for him to crash. I quickly added, “but no pressure”. He agreed and we went up to make dinner.
**sexy times here**
We watch random YouTube videos while we eat dinner – I’m sitting on my bed and he’s sitting on the floor (his choice), an oddly chivalrous gesture because the only place to sit is my bed and a makeshift bench I made from a nightstand. I get the sense he’s being cautious and waiting for me to make a move. After awhile we start talking about the workout, and I say how sore my back is from using the workout machines. He offers to give me a massage. My mind races, but I tell myself to calm down, that it might not mean anything. What. I take off my shirt, revealing my sports bra, but then say “fuck it” and take that off too, quickly laying on my stomach. I explain to him that it’s easier to get a good massage with nothing in the way. He starts on my upper back and shoulders, kneading all the way to my lower calves, then back up, pausing on my hip and butt muscles. I’m in heaven. This goes on for a few minutes, and the tension is palpable. Suddenly I feel his lips on my lower back. Fire shoots through me and I let out a small moan of approval. He kisses his way up to my upper back, and I press my torso away from the bed and around to kiss him. “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time” I say. Cheese factor x 100. “Why didn’t you?” he asks. “I was scared,” I said. I’m only hoping it wasn’t as cheesy sounding in Spanish, his native language.
Soon, my mind is melting. He breaks the kiss and suddenly he is sucking on my right nipple, the turned towards him, with the lower half of my body still pressed to the bed, me holding his closely-shaved head. He flips me over on my back, goes to town on both my nipples, and slides his hand under my workout leggings. He looks up at me, caresses me, then slips a finger inside of me, which makes me go crazy. I rub him over his pants as he tugs my leggings down my hips to my knees, and I slightly spread my legs. He looks me, mostly naked, then gently pushes my legs further apart. He starts using his mouth on me, very, very well, with a finger or two going in and out of me. He sucks and licks, occasionally plunging his fingers inside me. At some point my leggings are off, most of my Spanish has gone, and all that’s left are moans of approval and “mmm, fuck”. I’m drowning in pleasure, mixed with soreness from our workout. He gets up, puts my hand over my pussy as if to say “occupy yourself for a sec” while he gets condoms. Fuck.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and unzip his pants when he comes back, working on him with my mouth. He checks in with me, saying he hasn’t showered yet, but I don’t mind the slight saltiness from our run. I like seeing how far I can take him in my mouth. He moans lightly, which turns me on even more as I put a hand on his ass to pull him closer. He takes his pants off the rest of the way, stumbling slightly, and his shoes, and slides the condom on. He climbs onto the bed and pushes me lightly on my back, ready to insert. As he pushes into me he looks at me, and I moan as he slides into me. Fuck. The sensations along with the build-up and fantasizing about him for the past week make me louder. Thank god for concrete earthquake-proof walls, or my neighbors would be getting an earful. I run my hands along his back, his ass, admiring his body.
He bends one of my knees into my chest to get a deeper angle. We kiss as he thrusts in and out, pressing me into the bed. I suggest on all fours. His hands are lightly holding my hips, and I increase the angle by burying my face into the bed, looking back at him. I love watching a guy thrust in and out, and the occasional slap of my ass against his pelvis. I slide my knees back so I’m laying prone on my stomach on the bed, adding some new sensations to my clit. It’s one of my favorite positions because I feel more dominated, and the friction of the different angle is fucking delicious. He cups my breasts with one hand under my body as his head is close to mine, laying on top of me, still pushing inside me. The thrusting slows. He bends my head further to the side so we can kiss. Let’s rest for a bit, he says. I’m surprised because he hasn’t cum yet, but we roll onto our sides, one my legs hiked up over his hip as we lay facing each other.
We rest intertwined for awhile, in comfortable silence, but with his hand resting on my butt, I’m getting worked up again. I debate for a second, then look up at him and ask if he likes anal. He pauses for a second, gauging his answer, then asks me if I do. Such a controlled answer. I say I do, smile coyly, and we start making out. I notice he can’t keep his hands off my ass, grabbing a handful and massaging them. I tell him to give me a sec, then jump into the shower, being as thorough as I can while rushing back to him and the anal that’s awaiting me. Post-shower, I’m cold, so he wraps me up like a burrito and holds me while we kiss. The anticipation is killing me. He slips on another condom, then peels the blankets off me and pushes me onto my stomach. Before I know it, his tongue is rimming me. Holy shit. He props himself up, I add some extra spit back there, then he gently caresses my back while he presses into me. I tell him to go slow, and he pauses occasionally until I tell him to keep going. A guy that doesn’t just shove it in there makes me extra horny.
He pauses, and then slowly he’s entirely in my ass, his hips pressed into me from behind with me flat on my stomach. I let out a long moan, as does he. He slowly pumps in and out, lightly moaning and telling me how much he likes my ass. I know anal makes me come quickly, so I warn him, but tell him to go slow. My cheek pressed into the bed, I focus on the sensation of him entering me, pulling out all the way to the tip, and then slowly pushing back in. He occasionally grabs an ass cheek, pulling it apart, and lets it bounce back. I slip my hand under my pelvis to put pressure on my clit. He bends over and kisses the back of my neck. Fuck, this is the guy I fantasized about for a week and now he’s in my ass. Having him so close, fucking me slowly in the ass is going to send me over the edge. It must be doing something for him too, because he says he’s going to cum. I say do it, cum in my ass, and he thrusts, presses all the way into me and tenses up. I am rubbing my clit, dancing near the edge as he lets out a moan as he cums. He says “come for me” as I rub myself with his cock buried up to the hilt, his body still pressed up against mine, and that puts me over the edge. I ride out the orgasm, my mind deliciously blank and awash in sensation as he caresses my back. He slowly pulls out, we roll over, and he takes the condom off. We spoon awhile, intermittently kissing, until he falls asleep. I stay awake a while, going over what just happened. I’m a fan.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7a15mn/mf_fun_abroad_longanal
I’m sad you had no comments. I really enjoyed this x
This was so hot, it’s so well written and I love the buildup, the massage, all of it. definitely got me hard! Especially the description of the anal sex too. Thank you!
Awesome story!!!