So, in my [previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8dvte9/she_came_she_saw_she_fucked/?st=jgax8bze&sh=ab67bab1), I told you about Liz and I’s first time, sort of. We went along like that for a few months, handjobs and fingering, though of course I was anxious to fuck her. But, it never happened, and we broke up. Not acrimoniously, though it was clear she still wanted to be together.
A year passed, and I saw through Facebook that Liz had moved on, and had a boyfriend at her own college. I went through fraternity pledging, and had plenty of fun with some other women (more stories? Perhaps…), eventually entering my sophomore year with my own room at the house. One night, drunk and bored, I texted Liz and said something along the lines of “miss u, sorry we haven’t talked for a while”. She responded, clearly stone-cold sober, “That’s not all I miss. What are you doing tonight?” It was 11 pm, so I knew exactly what she meant. We texted back and forth, flirting with each other, and eventually she decided she’d come over. “But not to fuck. OK? Just to hang out”. Of course, we both knew how absurd that statement was.
Liz arrived and texted me when she had parked, and I went downstairs to let her in the back door. She was wearing a hooded sweatshirt, but her firm tits pressed up against it, her nipples almost visible against the material. Her leggings clung to her thick thighs, and I was sure I saw the outline of her mons at the crest of her legs. Following her upstairs, I watched her firm, plump ass sway as she led the way to my room. Once inside, she sat on the couch and we put on a movie. Easing closer to me, she leaned in and put her head on my shoulder and her hand on my leg. Knowing exactly what she wanted, I turned down the volume and let my lips fall down to meet hers.
We kissed, hard, with the passion of lovers who’ve kissed before, our tongues seeking out each others mouths, breathing heavily. In moments, I had her sweatshirt off, revealing a thin t-shirt without a bra underneath, her nipples clearly visible, already hard and protruding. She took of my shirt as well, and we fell onto the bed, still frantically kissing. As my hand went towards the waistband of her leggings, she brushed it away, and then pulled them and her panties down with a quick tug. My eyes widened – this was not the Liz I remembered. She immediately rolled over, wearing only the thin t-shirt, and knelt in front of my prone body, her shirt exposing her soft tits and pebbly nipples. She winked at me, and pulling off my pants, let her mouth fall to my cock, her cute pink tongue leading the way.
As Liz took me into her hot, wet mouth, I let out a moan. It was incredible, the shy mousy girl I remembered had clearly gotten some practice. She worked my shaft with her hand as she sucked like a vacuum, her tongue helicoptering around my head as the pressure increased. “Holy SHIT”, I exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at me. She continued to jerk and suck, making lewd noises and letting her saliva coat my shaft. After a few minutes, she sat up and pulled her t-shirt off, then crawled up towards me, our naked bodies pressed together, my cock tickled by her full bush, as she whispered “I want to fuck you so bad.”
I figured that she must have lost her virginity to this previous boyfriend, but of course I didn’t know for sure until this moment. She saw the confusion, and smiled. “Don’t worry, I know exactly what I like.” She got on all fours, and turned her head around, bashfully “I’m on the pill…” I got on my knees behind her, my throbbing cock pulsing and pre-cum leaking from the head. I guided myself towards her spread pussy, her fingers easing the lips apart. As my head touched the very outside of her tight, hot hole, she gasped, and pushed herself backwards, impaling her slippery pussy on my cock. “Ohhhhhhh” she moaned, letting her face fall down to the pillow, “Fuck me, please Danny, please”.
I obliged, slowly thrusting in and out, my cock slick and creamy with her juices already, my hands grasping her soft, thick hips. I had imagined what it would feel like to fuck her, and this was even more incredible. I pushed my cock in and out, feeling every nook and cranny of her tight, sticky tunnel. Then, I felt her little hand reach back and cup my balls. Her fingers lightly stroked them as I fucked her, first softly, and then with increasing intensity, my hands slapping her ass and moving underneath to tug at her nipples in turn.
“Fuck, fuck, oh my god, Dan”, she moaned, her hand moving from my balls to her own clit. I could feel her frigging the hard little nub through her pussy walls, my own cock rubbing against the movement. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck”. I slammed into her, rough now, my hands on her nipples, tugging the hard nubs as I moved in and out. She came, hard, and I felt her pussy clamp down and pulse, cream coating my cock, as it could barely move while she pinched and rubbed her clit, powering through it. “Ohhhhhhh FUUUUUUUCK”, she almost screamed, as my cock finally withdrew, coated in white, creamy goodness.
Liz collapsed on her back, sweaty hair plastered to her forehead, and beckoned at me. “Fuck my tits and cum on my face, use me, make me your fucking cum whore”. I had NEVER heard her talk like this, and I immediately straddled her chest, while she pushed her tits together, just big enough to make a tunnel. I pistoned in and out, her cream lubricated them and leaving a sticky coating, which she spat onto to slicken in. “Please, mark me, make me a slut” she moaned, her tongue out, trying to lick the head of my cock as I fucked her soft tits. Finally, just as she managed to touch the tip with her wet, pink tongue, I exploded. Ropes flew out of my shaft, coating her face, hitting her hair and running down her cheeks. Cum mixed with sweat and cream, her tits a creamy mess, as single rope traced along her jawline, another in her hair above her left ear. She smiled, satisfied, and said, “Sorry it took so long.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8e3sdm/after_a_breakup_liz_shows_me_her_skills