My [F] slutty adventures (a bit long. That’s what she said) Part 1

So my marriage ended for many reasons, the main one being a dead bedroom situation where I hadn’t had sex for around 18 months. I moved into my own place and decided to make up for lost time. I got up to a few fun things that I’d like to share.

I’m new to this so please be gentle (I don’t usually say that haha) and I should probably add that I’m British so if my spelling/language/general tone are a bit weird to some of you that’d be why :)

My friend Dina called me up ‘put on a nice dress and come out’ she said. So I did what I was told and we went to the pub. We got some drinks in and were chatting when her cousin Paul came over. Dina kissed him hello and said ‘Do you remember Lula?’ ‘Of course I do’ he said and kissed me hello. We’d met a few times and I’d always thought he was a bit hot, he’s solidly built with dark hair and a cheeky glint in his eyes. ‘ You look amazing’ he said looking me up and down, eyes lingering on my 34E boobs.’Lula’s single now’ Dina announced to him. ‘Oh really’ Paul said, grinning ‘ she is really fit’ ‘I am right here you know’ I said, pretending to be outraged but was secretly quite pleased.

Paul’s the type that flits about the place so I saw him here and there throughout the night. Then I went outside on my own for some air, we were chatting for a bit then he pulled me into a secluded bit and growled into my ear that he really wanted to kiss me and then he did. He doesn’t muck about so it was full on and deep with a probing tongue, he tasted of whiskey and cigarettes. His hands went to my bum ‘are you wearing a thong?’ he asked, I nodded, ‘mm that is so sexy’. He started kissing me again when I heard Dina calling for me. ‘Dammit I need to go’ I said. I found Dina and she said she’d got us a taxi and we needed to go. Paul saw us to the taxi and we swapped numbers.

I got home and texted him to let him know I was home and then he called me. ‘What are you doing babe?’ ‘I’m just at home watching TV’ ‘Going to invite me over for coffee?’ ‘Sure’ I told him the street name then he asked for the door number. ‘Er I live at number 69’ ‘Haha seriously?’ He thought I was joking but I genuinely live at number 69. He said he’d be 10 minutes so I checked my hair (long and blonde) looked ok and took off my dress so I was just wearing my black balcony bra and matching thong and that’s how I answered the door. He was on the phone when I opened the door, he took one look at me, a big smile crept onto his face. ‘I’ve got to go’ he croaked into the phone, hung up and walked inside.

As soon as he was inside we started kissing frantically. He asked where my bedroom was so I led him there. He pushed me onto the bed then removed my bra and started sucking my nipple while fondling my other breast. He then removed my thing and stated to lick my wet pussy, his tongue darting around my clit making me moan. ‘Let’s do your door number’ he said and took off his clothes. He laid down and I got on top of him, with my pussy on his face and his hard thick cock in my mouth. I sucked him and he licked me, his tongue exploring me. It’d been a long time since I’d had a mouth on my cunt so I came quite quickly and hard. I hoped off of him, staying on all fours and he got the hint so, after retrieving a condom and putting it on he started fucking me from behind, thrusting into me hard and occasionally slapping my arse, then I felt him shudder as he came. He stayed over and we had a leisurely spooning fuck the next morning before he left.

After that we went on a couple of dates, dinner, movies, night at a hotel but neither of us were into anything serious and he had some personal shot to deal with so it kind of fizzled out but we’re still friends and he was a great reintroduction to sex again. I got a lot naughtier after that though…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ou56v/my_f_slutty_adventures_a_bit_long_thats_what_she