We’d dated for a bit, but i think it was about convenience more than anything. We were living abroad and it was the sort of fling that started in a drunken night of passion. Then a short period of exclusivity. Then an amicable break.
We had mutual friends so we’d see each other at parties. Everything would be normal, but we still eyed each other. I knew i missed bringing her home and fucking her senseless at the end of the night. But until soon, i thought it was just me.
If i had to pick one word to describe this girl, it would be ‘Tight.’ Everything about her; her pussy, her body… Maybe the only thing that wasn’t was her mind (i mean she was smart), and of course her sense of humor. She laughed easily, and her accent. Man her accent gave me goose skin. Thick Glaswegian, rolled ‘R’s. Sexy beyond belief. As much as i liked fucking her if i could have fucked her accent, i would have given it a shot.
Then one night, at around midnight i get a text from her“Just because we’re not seeing each other, doesn’t necessarily mean we have to stop sleeping together.” I was inside her 15 minutes later.
The sex with her had always been good. But this was primal. She greeted me at the door in a bathrobe, snuck me past her flatmate’s gathering, dropped her robe, and i jumped on her. I kissed and licked her b cups working my way down her stomach. But i had plans. I pushed her onto the bed on all fours, vulnerable and presented to me.
I started to lick her pussy and her asshole from behind, working in one finger. Then two. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. Slowly i slid the length of me into her. Hitting a spot deep inside of her. My thumb had already worked its way into her asshole. I pulled out my dick, rubbing it against her slit.
“Beg for it” I said.
“Please, ________” she said
I pushed in the tip controlling the base with my hand in small circles.
Now ill spare you just how much i teased her, but by the time i thrusted into her her anticapation swallowed me whole. I kept one thumb in her asshole while i pulled her hair, completely having my way with her. Eventually i started to rub her clit. I could feel she was close. When she came I was pulling her hair, biting her neck, telling her what a good girl she was. But i wasn’t done.
I told her to give me a ride, She enthusastitcally grinded into me. I told her to rub her clit, she came again. She was very obedient. She deserved a reward.
I got my long ago discarded belt, and tied her hands to the bedframe. Not to brag, but ive spent a lot of time on boats, so i can tie a pretty wicked knot. She was not going to escape.
She was on her back now, legs open ready for her reward. I slid into her and found my rhythm. I tolde her “wrap your legs around me.” Now my dick isnt so small, but she took the pounding i was giving her. I could feel my balls slapping against her as my bare cock leaked pre cum into her warm pussy. I was close.
And she was begging for it. She wanted my cum. She needed it. In one final thrust i went as deep as i could and filled her pussy with a warm sticky load.
I pulled out. She looked exhausted. I loosened the belt and she rolled over onto her stomach.
“How was that for you?” I asked, smirking.
“What are you doing on Thursday?” She said with that sultry look women get when their pussy is leaking cum and their legs are weak.
“I think i’ll find the time” And then i passed out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7pfsgm/scottish_pounds_mf
Nice story!
Glaswegian accents are my all time favourite, great story.