[MF] Ho ho ho

The attraction of this man is strong. It pierces through life’s fuckery and lights me on fire. Even in the shittiest of circumstances, I see him or smell him or brush against him and I’m reduced to a semi-feral teenage sex drive operating within this normal-looking adult parent body.

I can’t get him out of the airport parking garage without leaning over the center console and tasting his cock, then licking and sucking him dry of his cum. I bring him home for the holidays and we stay with family, and even though I drive him from the airport with his cum still working down my throat, I need him so desperately that later that evening I push him down onto the spare bed at my brother’s house and ride him, working his cock up into my ass and grinding until he cums again. Sleep only interrupts the wanting, and I wake needing him so I slide down in the bed until I’m facing his cock as he sleeps on his side, and I wrap my lips around him and stroke his balls as I lay on my back, also stroking my clit until I’m soaked and then I cum, moaning as quietly as I can with him in my mouth. An orgasm only serves to fuel my fire, and I shove him flat on the bed and devour his cock once more until I taste his cum again.

Allow me to express the slightest regret at that last instance of sex, because as I sipped coffee with him and with my family later that morning, secretly enjoying the way his cum compliments a good dark roast, I realized I’d missed my chance to get his cum in all three–my mouth, pussy, and ass–within 24 hours. (Pardon my sweet innocence, I’m sure there is a term for this and I just don’t know it.)

Damn it. Taking him with my mouth that morning had been such a rookie move. Our next opportunity was going to be that night, which was eons away and would also be slightly beyond 24 hours since I’d had my garage snack. I should have taken his cum in my pussy.

Yes, I’d planned better for that first round. Driving in to pick him up from the airport, it occurred to me we wouldn’t be alone again until that evening. The holidays are merry, but they’re also short on privacy. I was not interested in waiting any additional hours after snatching him from his airplane to, er, snatch him for real. But the stretch of freeway from the airport that deposited us with all my family was not secluded enough for him to deposit his cum in me.

So I chose my parking spot at the airport with his cock in mind. Poor man had to walk through sideways rain to get to it, but I think he understood what was coming and was quite the rain-walking trooper. I instructed him to keep his eyes and his pants open as he settled into the passenger seat, and I shifted and put those flexible yoga pants to good use. I find that at least one foot pressed against my window gives me really good leverage to deep throat quickly, and fuck if I don’t love making him gasp in surprise. Bonus, I think I look rather nice in tight pants.

It may not seem like there is any difficulty in positioning oneself for a vehicular blow job, but I contend that there is a decent amount of body origami required for everyone to really enjoy it. I say everyone because there is the off chance a third party is going to catch a glimpse of my prominently displayed ass while sucking dick in a car, but that’s not really my goal. I don’t have any kinks about getting arrested over my wantonness, which is why he has that one job (eyes open, sir).

Anyway, maintaining a horizontal position over seat belt receivers and the center console, keeping his pants comfortably open and keeping at least one of my hands free for touching his balls, stroking and applying additional pressure to his shaft, and occasionally gripping his thigh when he hardens very suddenly into my throat, well…this requires flexibility.

Which is part of why I exercise and stretch regularly. Heart health and accessible blowjobs, I intend to continue to enjoy both. I have additional airport parking garages to mark off our list now, because yes there is now a list and because I am goal-oriented and because apparently I am a slut for this man.

He only had to call out one passerby during this particular holiday airport parking garage blowjob, but I was still annoyed. Couldn’t that person have chosen a covered spot…elsewhere? I have this beautiful cock that I want inside me at all times, for fuck’s sake. Have some decency.

I suppose it was good to have that minor interruption, because it gave us a bit more time. We weren’t exactly in a mood to linger; I hadn’t seen him in many days, he hadn’t cum in several, and we were a couple of grown-ass adults maneuvering over chunks of plastic and leather in order to get his cock inside me. No one’s recipe for excellent edging, that.

Still, the taste and scent of him, especially when he’s been travelling and especially when I’ve been starved of him, oh god I want it and I want it to last.

I kept my mouth around the head of his cock for a few minutes after he came, enjoying the change as his hardness slowly began to subside, lightly sucking for any remaining tastes, then sat up for what I’m sure is a real classy dab around my lips to tidy up for real life. He zipped up, and we waited at least 6 agonizing hours until we were alone again in the spare room and I could fuck him silly.

I’d had to watch him for hours, moving around with that beard and hair and sweater and flirty raised eyebrow whenever he caught my longing looks. He knew I wanted him with everything I had, and that I’d give myself over however I could. Well, I thought he knew. I wanted to make sure.

So I started by stripping off all my clothes and climbing on top of him, feeling as much skin contact as possible and lightly dragging my tongue, my nipples, my fingers, anything across his cock. I kissed up his stomach and around his neck toward his ear, barely breathing as I made the slightest contact with my lips around the lobe and up the top, sending goosebumps across his skin as I reached down and squeezed my hand around his cock. I was wet, so I felt for the head of his cock and slid my pussy down over it, not reaching for any lube but noting where it was for my next move. I am very careful with that foreskin. It may have limited range of movement, but good god it contains some sort of tactile magic and I quite like it.

This was one of those times where he grew so hard that fully pushing down with him in my pussy caused me a bit of pain. I have a unique relationship with pain though, so I pressed as hard as I could and sat up so he could see all of me, then rocked my hips slightly forward, and backward. He clutched one of my hips with a hand and played with my right nipple with the other, making me stifle whatever cavewoman noises were erupting from my throat with a quick hand clapped over my mouth.

No, time to shift. I was in a mind to show him something. I slid off his cock and reached for the lube, bathing him in it and then rubbing the rest off my fingers around my ass. He was extremely hard, which is good for this maneuver, because it’s fucking difficult to get the head of that man’s cock inside my ass. Still on top of him, using one of my hands from the front and one from behind, I pressed his cock into my ass and slowly pushed down. It felt impossible, as it always does, but I know from experience that the pain of him entering is fleeting and endurable.

Something different happened this time though, and we must have found the secret angle, because after some struggle he pushed quickly in, and all the sensation of his entering was condensed into a shocking second. I almost screamed. But then the sharp pain turned to a pleasant throb and I settled farther down. I moved slightly up and down, but he grimaced.

I had him fully inside my ass, and he said, “We need more lube. You need to pull off and do it again.”

I wanted to smack him. Are you fucking kidding me? Go through that again? He knew it too, and he stared right back at me, unwavering, confident of my reaction. He knew I would do it, that beautiful fucker. He was right. I wanted his cum this way, I wanted an orgasm this way, I wanted him to feel my unrestrained desire.

So I did. I pulled off, wincing, applied more, and once again worked his cock inside my ass. This time he played with my clit as I moved with his cock inside me, and then I played with my clit and slid up and down on his cock as he grabbed my throat and stroked my nipples, and I came explosively in that special way you do when you have a hard hot cock inside your ass during an orgasm.

I ground down onto his cock as I did, and he came as well.

In comparison, sucking his cock to wake him the next morning while I masturbated seems a bit tame. It was still in that spare bed, so I suppose that makes it a bit naughtier. But we showered after our asscapades the night before, so that cleaned things up.

So let’s call it semi-naughty, but mostly clean.

Still I awoke with such renewed desire for him that I didn’t think to ride him for his cum inside my pussy, and instead went back into the family fray with his cum on my breath and a missed chance for that 24-hr triple-hole or whatever it’s called.

If we stretch the timeframe to 36 hours and include our next instance of being alone, that night at my house, then we should note that he held me face-down in my bed and fucked my pussy slow and hard until we both came again. I love the angle this position produces, both for the way his cock presses into me and also for mix of intimacy and anonymity having your lover behind you produces. It’s alluring and thrilling to only sort of be able to see him, but have so much of his body touching me and his urgent desires growled right into my ear while he pins my wrists with his hands and my pussy with his needful cock. His balls brush my clit with that special pressure that can’t really be reproduced in any other position or with any amount of light touching from a finger, and his shoulders and arms envelop me in a way that gives me a release of control that I’ve only ever felt through sex with this man.

I plain vanilla sucked him off while masturbating again the next morning, but we can’t all be creative before coffee, and anyway I’d say those second morning orgasms gave this particular 48 hours a nice mix of naughty and nice for the holidays.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/abn4uh/mf_ho_ho_ho