My sexual re-awakening: a whole night of fucking my friend’s brother [FM]

I was in a relationship with a guy for a long time, and our sex life had become increasingly unsatisfying. Things got a bit depressing and I stopped being very interested in sex. Even after I ended the relationship in the winter, I was too focused on finally being independent again that sex wasn’t on my mind, and spring went by, still without a peep from my previously-rampant libido.
For reference, I’m a slim 5ft 8 with dark blonde hair and have recently gotten way more into strength training at the gym, so I’m in the best shape I’ve ever been in, but still have my DDs, big pale-brown eyes and a firm round ass.

This is my first post, and I’ve really enjoyed writing it. It’s quite full of buildup and anticipation, so if it’s too long, just skip to after the ‘***’.

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Summer arrives, and off I go with my friend Jim to his aunt’s place in Canada for a little vacation. His aunt has this beautiful ranch near the sea, and she needed people to feed her animals whilst she was away. We’d taken full advantage of the free-house, arriving first and chilling for a couple of days in the sun before my friend’s brother and some of his pals arrived.
Nick is my friend’s younger brother (I’m 26 and he’s 23). When I first met him a long time ago, I’d just graduated high school, and I thought his eagerness to talk to me and the way he over-held eye contact with me was cute, in a never-gunna-go-there kind of way. Jim’s little bro clearly thought I was hot, and I was happy to chuckle to myself about it and leave it at that. Even as he got older, I was happy to only see him as my friends brother, and only passively notice that this particular ‘little brother’ was a tall, dark and handsome Adonis of a man, over 6ft with dark-olive broad shoulders, thick black hair and deep brown eyes that seem to smile cheekily whenever he looked at me. Besides, I had a man then, and he was not nearly so amused by Nick’s puppy-dog eyes as I was.
Back in Canada, and Nick had arrived with a five of his friends, joining the four of us already there and forming one big group. A couple of times when we were drinking on the first night, I noticed myself looking at Nick or laughing at his jokes a little more than was strictly necessary, but when he tried one of his cheeky little stares and I couldn’t even hold his gaze for a second, instead pathetically blushing and turning away hoping no one had seen, I knew something was different. It hadn’t helped that he’d been doing topless chin touches on a branch in the garden before dinner, the strength of his muscular frame emphasised by the strain of lifting his own weight. Although I tried not to think about it, I knew if I held his gaze he’d be able to tell straight away that I was curious for his touch and a little in awe of his masculine beauty. Thanks to one of his more perceptive friends though, he figured me out pretty quick regardless.
The following day we went to see a hockey match, and Nick and I found ourselves sitting next to each other whilst the group were busy watching the game. At this point, I hadn’t felt any strongly sexual feelings for about a year. Then, during a particularly dramatic moment when everyone was distracted, he slipped a cautious hand behind my back and started gently caressing my waste with his fingertips. Suddenly, old mrs. libido was back, had dusted off her megaphone and was baying for every inch of Nick on every inch of me. I went rigid as all the nerves in my body remembered what it was to want someone–to really, really want someone. I think my heavy breathing and the way I couldn’t help but ever-so-slightly lean into his touch made it clear I didn’t want him to stop, and he began to increase the force of his touch, slowly moving his hands around my sides, hip and back more confidently. My breasts and clit seemed to swell inside my clothes, pushing outwards, begging to be pressed back. I wanted him to squeeze my tits hard as he entered me as far as he could and further, right there in the stands. But that would be pretty inappropriate in a busy hockey game with a bunch of his family and friends, so this agonising touching carried on, occasionally escalating to covert upper-ass squeezes that made me feel like I might explode.
This didn’t stop back at the house. I found myself constantly breathing deeply, trying to look casual, as Nick secretly stroked or squeezed my bare leg under the table. The year of drought had been replaced by a torrential downpour, and it took a lot not to take Nick to the nearest bed/sofa/bush/anywhere and fuck him, but I could see Jim getting a bit annoyed at Nick’s pretty transparent attempts to be secretive.
We slipped off to Nick’s bedroom ‘to talk’, but we couldn’t keep away from each other and he kissed me, immediately giving way to the magnetism we’d been struggling against all day. His hands rushing all over my body, he removed my top and shorts and looked at my bare breasts for a moment before starting to kiss and squeeze them in a way that set my clit on fire. Finally we were alone, and I wanted to touch every part of his skin. Pushing each other onto his bed, we pressed our bodies together in only our underwear, and his warm smooth skin on mine felt electric. Rubbing myself against his boxer shorts, I could feel what felt like a sizable, very hard dick, and I wanted him in me so much I was whimpering with longing. I pressed my body into him as his arms and legs enveloped my slender frame, his hands caressing my back and squeezing my ass as I ran my fingers through his thick black hair. But my friends possibly-negative opinion was playing on my mind, and I knew I couldn’t fuck him without talking to him first–to be honest, I probably shouldn’t have been next-to-naked with his dick just a couple of thin pieces of fabric away from entering me either, but what’s done is done, eh. I wrapped my legs around his torso and swung him round, revelling in the strength of my thighs, so that I was on top. It was hard to, but I paused it there with just a few more delicious seconds rubbing myself on his rock hard bulge. I put my clothes back on and left him in his room with a kiss and a raging hard on.
After talking to him, it was clear Jim was irritated–back in high school it had seemed like Jim maybe had a bit of a crush on me, but we got really close whilst I was with my ex and it was now completely platonic, but I think seeing me and his little bro flirt must have felt like a bit of a kick in the teeth–and so we had to put a very-frustrating stop to it. For the rest of the vacation we seemed pretty casual, but occasionally he’d touch me when no one was looking or we’d share secret glances and it would feel like a chasm had opened between my legs that longed to be filled. It had been a really long time…

***
It wasn’t until we were home and well away from his brother’s gaze that another opportunity arose. I went for a drink with Nick and we spoke about not fucking, but the whole time I knew that wasn’t a possibility. We were worried that there could be future awkwardness with Jim or that one of us (both recently having gone through tough breakups) would get hurt or tangled, but I couldn’t help deflecting the conversation with playful jokes and trying to get him to smile at me whilst I unsubtly positioned my arms to give him a nice view of my cleavage or started coyly stroking his arm to distract him from what he was saying. Obviously, we eventually decided to go back to his apartment.

As soon as we got there, he kissed me passionately and wrapped his arms around me, with his soft lips parting mine and his tongue, torso and erection pressing into me. Within only a few moments we were completely naked, rubbing against each other as I felt his rock-hard dick against my agonisingly eager pussy. He started sucking and biting my nipples, getting harder and harder, to the point of exquisite pain, as I nearly came just from rubbing against him with my tits in his teeth. We couldn’t take it anymore and he put a condom on. His dick is around 8 inches and girthy, especially towards the base where it bulges outwards. Just before he entered me, he paused and I looked up at his powerful, round and broad shoulders, reaching up to bring them to me, and in the same movement, bring him inside me. I was so wet he slipped straight in, and it felt glorious. Even with my dripping wet pussy, his whole dick felt like it was stretching me and filling me up as much as I could handle. It took a few thrusts before he was fully in, and I was moaning every time I felt the stretch that came when he went deep, his groin meeting my clit with every thrust. In missionary, my legs lifted almost to my ears, he gently clenched his hand around my throat, stilling the groans of pleasure in their tracks. I needed to come, and I wrapped my legs around him and swung him into cowgirl. First in cowgirl, then reverse cowgirl, I could feel my clit rubbing against his abdomen and balls, and I kept increasing speed and power, getting closer and closer to oblivion. Both of us were dripping with sweat and my juices. I came with his entire dick inside me as far as it could go and my clit rubbing itself in the pool of wet around the base of his cock. I could feel myself squeezing his dick with pleasure as the orgasm tailed off, with each squeeze bringing a new burst of pleasure, to be replaced with an insatiable hunger for more of him.
I brought him up so that my legs were wrapped around his lower back and I was sitting on his lap with him deep inside, and we started again, slow, as I pushed myself into him, making small circular movements around the thick base of his cock. With pleasure mounting, I started thrusting hard again, swinging my ass out and in and smashing his dick into me with every thrust. I was biting and sucking his neck and ears, completely losing control, thrusting hard and fast until my legs were almost giving way. With his strong muscular frame, he picked me up and threw me onto my back, turning me sideways so he could enter me from behind. Without having my legs parted, I could squeeze hard, using my thighs to press in on his dick as he bit and kissed my back, reaching round to go furiously at my clit with his fingers and bringing me to my second exquisite orgasm. He came not long after that in another frenzied bout of cowgirl. I wanted him to so badly and was squeezing and thrusting and going fast, which I could tell he liked as I watched his dark eyebrows furrow, eyes closed and beginning to screw up, until finally, release and an exhale that lasted about 30 seconds whilst I felt his cock spasming again and again inside me. We collapsed into each other and lay panting, our sweaty bodies tight against each other and his dick still hard inside me. It was amazing but tiring, and we were exhausted. But I could feel from his still-stiff dick that this was a man with stamina, and I could already sense an eagerness for another round stirring in my newly-reinvigorated pussy. There was another 2 long-lasting rounds that evening–his stamina is really very impressive–and I couldn’t believe that, even after hours, I still wanted more. The final fuck of the night was just before we fell asleep in a sweat-drenched bed with only a sheet covering our naked bodies, windows wide open onto the loud New York street below.

Part 2

The sweaty summer air meant I’d been in and out of sleep all night. I was feeling stretched and a little swollen from the previous night’s escapades, but I also felt like I was glowing with the memories of his amazing cock inside me and the leftover feeling of satisfaction from the multiple orgasms. It was about 6 in the morning, and we’d been sleeping far apart to try and get rid of some heat, but Nick stirred and rolled over to me, putting his arm around me and resting his hand on my bare breast. I was immediately more awake, and more importantly, so was my pussy. I felt a tingling in my right tit where his hand was, and my niple became erect. I don’t know whether he sensed it, or was simply also horny, but he began to caress my body and squeeze my tits slowly as I felt his dick harden behind me and begin to press into my ass. I pushed back, letting him fill the space between my ass cheeks and began to slowly move my hips up and down as he began to make small grunts of pleasure. As if I hadn’t already fucked him three times just a few hours before, my clit and tits were begging for it, and I pressed his hand harder into my breasts, feeling like I had to have him inside me again, immediately. This was probably a bad idea, but I moved so that his bare cock was rubbing along the entire length of my pussy, which was already dripping wet and leaking juices all over him as I squeezed him between my thighs. Then, as he moved his dick upwards, I angled my hips so that he slid effortlessly into me and we both let out moans of pleasure. We carried on, getting faster and more passionate, pressing into each other hard and moaning with the intensified feeling. I felt less tight than the previous night, but the hours of fucking had left a soreness that felt like an itch being scratched everytime he went fully inside, and that intensified the pleasure even more. After a dangerous few minutes, we detached and he slid a condom on whilst telling me off a little for tempting him.

He turned me over onto my back and entered me again with ease, this time immediately pumping hard and fast, his dick thrusting into the back of my pussy as I gripped him tight. Gradually I moved my legs up past his waste, then his chest and finally around his shoulders, as he found his way deeper and deeper inside me. I could feel I was close to another orgasm, and saw that he was too, so I started rubbing my clit as he pounded me harder. I let out a way-too-loud-for-this-time-in-the-morning moan as I came, and, a few seconds later the vigor with which my pussy was squeezing his dick got too much, and he came, collapsing onto me and panting.

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