Operation Open Goal – The Outcome [FM]

I posted the other day about my plans for last night, as per my post here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a2dl13/my_plans_for_giving_myself_to_him_operation_open/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a2dl13/my_plans_for_giving_myself_to_him_operation_open/) – for those of you who haven’t read the story, in summary, I was planning on “seducing” a co-worker I’ve wanted to fuck the brains out of for years, by wearing an unbelievably slutty dress and “accidentally” showing off a butt plug and vibrator.

Well, to misquote one of my favourite books, “Reader, I fucked him”.

John arrived a little later than expected last night, so I had already had a glass of wine and gotten myself worked up by the time he was at the door. From the moment I saw him on the doorstep, it was clear the dress was a huge success. He couldn’t take his eyes off me – strangely not my breasts so much (even though they were truly on-form), but seemingly my legs and ass. I was worried he’d notice everything a bit too early, but thought “fuck it”, and gave him the biggest coquettish smile I could muster, then went in for a hug. I noticed it lasted quite a bit longer than usual, and I swear his hands ventured lower than before – maybe it was just the thin dress, but I could have sworn I felt him grace the top of my ass cheeks with his hands as he hugged me.

So, as planned, we made our way into the main room, sat on the sofa, and I put the first part of the plan into action as I asked him to find a movie while I order pizza. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a great start – the remote control for my vibrator was on top of the TV remotes, but without knowing what it was, he just cast it aside without a glance and started looking for something to watch.

As I was quite dismayed by this (in retrospect, it was a strange assumption he’d immediately start playing with a mysterious remote control), I just chatted for a while, and we chose a movie together. I went over and sat next to him on the sofa, as we flicked through the movies. One of them caught our eye – “Entrapment”. All sexy-times aside, it’s actually an awesome movie, and we both love Sean Connery (who the hell doesn’t!). So, that was to be our movie – not that I could care any less, with the rest of the evenings plan running through my mind.

A short way into the film the pizza came. As soon as the door went, I started to get up to put my next step of the plan into action – bending over to let him see the surprises under my dress… when yet again another wrench was thrown in the works. “I’ll get it – you paid last time”. Before I could question, he was up and at the door, returning with our Pizzas. I was beginning to wonder if this had all been a huge mistake.

But then things changed. For those of you who haven’t seen the movie, there is a moment just around half way through where Catherine Zeta Jones has to gymnastically slide under a model of laser beams in a room. It’s a gratuitous opportunity to stare at her ass while Sean Connery looks on salivating. For something only a few seconds long, it’s a hell of a hot scene. I noticed as we watched that he had gone quiet, so I looked over and saw him turning his gaze to me. And then it happened – he leaned in, hesitated for a moment, and kissed me.

I swear for how wound up and horny I’ve been for this moment for so long I nearly came there and then. It wasn’t intense or crazy, just delicate and gentle – and the moment he pulled away, he looked at me, said “Sorry”, and started acting like he’d made a huge faux pas. So, I leaned over and kissed him back.

As you can imagine, we made out for quite some time. All the sexy thoughts of him filling me shot to the back of my mind, and I started just enjoying making out with a guy I realised I actually felt really, really deeply about. After some time, and I couldn’t tell you how, we ended up with him laying on the sofa, me on top of him, straddling him, and still making out. His hands were on my ass now, my bare ass, and I felt him move his hands around inquisitively.

It was then I realised he was trying to work out why he couldn’t feel any underwear. I decided to let him keep feeling away until I couldn’t take it any more, sat up, and smiled at him. I shuffled down the sofa (It’s a long unit, four seats so plenty of room), and slowly led my hands to his belt.

After a few moments of him making the cutest face (kind of a cross between “is this really happening?” and “thank you so very much!”), I had taken his cock out, admired it for a good few moments, and started to show off what oral should really be like. I went to town on him – trying to remember everything past boyfriends had liked, listening for those cues when you really hit the spot. After a little while, I felt his hands venture to the back of my head, and I realised what he was hinting at. I’m not a fan of deepthroat, but can do it and brought my knees underneath me to get into a better position, before taking him down my throat. There was something hot about the lead up to it that made the feeling of him filling my neck with his cock so unbelievably hot. Before I had a moment to realise, he was starting to cum – and managed to get a small amount down my throat before I pulled away and let him finish in my mouth, while coughing and spluttering away.

He apologised AGAIN, at which point I decided to play the more pro-active role. I told him not to apologise, just don’t cum down my throat like that – and told him to stop saying sorry, and just do what he wants. He got a look in his eye that said he had never really done that before, but boy did his body language change. He sat up, took off the rest of his clothes, and clumsily pulled the dress over my head. We were both naked now except for my bra, which I unhooked and threw back on the sofa. As I went to straddle him again, he said “Let’s go in the bedroom – don’t we need.. ahem.. something anyway?”

I realised he was meaning a Condom, so I explained I was clean and on the pill – which certainly seemed to make him perk up even more. But regardless, I stood, took him by the hand, and had him lead me into the bedroom. Now, for those of you who have read the earlier story, you’d be aware that there are three things coarsing through my mind at this point: that I was still wearing a butt plug, that I had my vibrating balls inside me, and that I had left a lot of toys and fun things out in the bedroom. I didn’t have time to consider what would happen until we got to the bedroom, and he immediately noticed the handcuffs on the bedspread. He picked them up, looked at me and smiled, and I jumped on the bed to have my arms tied in place. But he had different ideas. He sat me up, pulled my arms behind me, and cuffed my hands above my ass. Then he paused. I thought I’d done something wrong, until I felt a tapping and a tugging on the jeweled plug in my ass. His face returned to mine, with a huge grin, and laid me back on my arms.

For what felt like the next hour or so, he kissed every inch of me. I mean everywhere – my face, arms, legs, nipples, stomach, shoulders, thighs, toes, ankles, everywhere. Eventually, he rolled me on my side, then onto my knees, and helped me “present myself”. I could feel him lining up to fuck me, when I had to tell him to wait, and explained what was inside. His eyes widened while I was telling him – but rather than “fishing them out”, he went back to find this elusive remote, and before I could even hear him return to the room, I suddenly felt the vibrating balls explode with rhythm inside me. I could only moan when he had returned, while he sat there, kissing me on the back, me on my side, while he rubbed my clit and let the balls do their work. After I came TWICE, he pulled the balls out, and for the first time I felt his cock slide inside me. I swear – his cock was pretty average, circumcised, just like many others I’ve seen and sat on, but something about this moment took me over the edge. This was the best, most mind-bendingly awesome sex I had ever had. I swear I lost track of time and space by the time I had come again.

Eventually, he started to slow, and I realised he was close to cumming. I told him it’s okay, he can cum inside me, which he said “Okay” to – but then pulled out! I thought he was just teasing, Until I could feel something else – the balls making their way back inside. He was clearly unsure about how best to get them in (they can be tricky when slippery!), but eventually they were there; nowhere near as nice as his cock. But then I felt it – his fingers wrapping around the end of the plug in my ass. Holy fuck, I thought, “He’s going to fuck me in every hole on our first night together”. And yup – far faster than I’d have liked, the plug was out, and I heard the cap come off the lube bottle on my bedside cabinet.

Before he entered me, though, he removed the handcuffs, kissed me on the neck, ran his hands over my breasts and stomach, and laid on his side next to me. We were spooning side by side, and I felt his hand lower to his cock. I lifted my leg slightly and arched my back insinctively, then realised I needed to do almost the opposite to let him enter my ass. He held me so tightly and lovingly as he pushed inside, that I almost didn’t feel the pain or shock of my ass getting impaled.

We laid there like that for a few minutes, him balls deep in my ass, as he lent and kissed my neck and my cheek. Then he whispered something in my ear that made me quiver inside – “You have no idea how long I’ve liked you. This is better than every time I’ve dreamt about doing this”. I swear the way he said that will stay with me forever.

Finally, he reached over, and clicked the remote. With his cock in my ass, the balls vibrated away in my pussy, and I felt totally complete. As soon as we got used to the sensation, he started very slowly sliding in and out of my ass. Twice he accidentally pulled all the way out, but so gently and lovingly found his way back in. After a little while we had quite a pace going; not crazy or fast or violent, just loving and passionate. And yes, as you might have guessed, he came deep in my ass. I’m genuinely shaking as I write those words – this is the guy I’ve crushed on and wanted for literally years, and I can now write to you all and say less than 12 hours ago, he came in my ass.

Suffice to say, we huged, kissed, fucked, sucked, and everything else imaginable until the small hours of the morning. He had to leave to run some errands today, but as I left him at the door, he kissed me, and asked “can I see you again later?”

As I told him, “You’d better do – come here whenever you’re ready”. Holy fuck – I can’t believe I did it, but in the space of a night, I’ve gone from having a massive crush on a co-worker to starting some “thing” between us, triggered by a night of him fucking me every way imaginable.

I don’t think this will be the last story I will write. There’s something special about sharing this with you, and my confidence to “go for it” came from being able to air my inner most thoughts. So, thank you, for the confidence and the wonderful comments – I think they will help me explore even more with “John” as time goes by. For now, I’m going to have a bath, eat something, and try and figure out whether I’m still dreaming.

X

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a302c7/operation_open_goal_the_outcome_fm