I got fingered and fucked by my crush after thinking about it for about a week. [FM]

I liked this guy for quite a while, and he liked me too. We would flirt off and on; he was smart and clever and had a good way with words and was quick to learn what to do.

Sometimes, he’d smack my ass when I’d bend over or he’d come up behind me and hug me, all while pushing against me softly so I could feel his dick print.

And dude. It drove me nuts. Like, I absolutely needed to fuck this man.

One night, we were watching American Dad on the sofa. We smoked weed like 45 minutes prior, and it was a great time. We made out for a little, started touching a little more intimately, and then he made his way down slowly.

He sat me on his lap, and grabbed my face, directing me to look at him. “You’re so beautiful. In so many ways, you know? I want all of you.”
I kinda went nuts, but hey. I’m sure you would too.

He lifted up my skirt and pulled off my panties; I gave him kisses all the way across his neck and his collarbone as he started to build the tension between us.

He rubbed my inner lips with his two fingers and sometimes used them against my clit, all while whispering things in my ear. “Do you know how excited I am to taste you in a couple of moments?” “I know you’re probably dying to have me inside of you right now.” “Your pussy is so pretty. Why haven’t you introduced me to this side of you earlier, princess?”

The thing is, I’d never been fingered before. Or eaten out. But I knew I wanted all of that to change with him. Then and there. So I replied,
“Would you just shut the hell up and make it happen then, yeah?”

He was surprised by my commanding, but he seemed to like it when he slipped his fingers in me. He made sort of like a “come-hither” motion with them, and I began to melt into him.

Pulsating around his fingers, I began to moan softly, and he just kept going at it. He used his other hand to trail from my now hard nipples down to my clit and massage it as he writhed in and out of me.

At this point, I was yelling his name, I was asking him to do more to me, that I’d return the favor if he’d pleaaaase use his tongue against me. He positioned me up against the couch and sat on his knees to the floor. He gave me a quick rub before commenting once more, “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I love every inch of you. Goddamn.”

I grabbed his hair immediately and directed him toward my pussy, and he met up and intertwined with me so well. His tongue did circular motions right up against my hood and he continued to use his hands to add to the feeling. But that fucking tongue. It could make any woman lose herself. I did exactly that.
Grabbing his head, I started to grind against his mouth and I shouted at him. “God, just please don’t fucking stop!” “You make me feel like such a goddess, oh, give me more, daddy.” He enjoyed these comments, and with much eagerness, he started to shake his head rapidly, and it started to get sloppy from there. His spit and my juices made a river.

I started to get shaky, really. I began to breathe heavier and faster, and that’s when he pulled away.

He fucking pulled away.

“Are you fucking insane, man? What’s the deal?”

But he backed up and rose back on the couch.
“I need to fuck you. I need to see you bouncing on my dick with ease and I want to hear you moan out my name.”

I shuddered. He was just so enticing. Something about him made me feel so ethereal. Everything felt so genuine, the way he talked to me and the way he went out of his way to make sure I felt the nicest I could; I loved this man. So what more could I do than to help him out?

He turned me over and sat me on his lap again, to which I straddled him, my socks positioned on his thighs as his hands tightened their grip around my waist. He slowly lowered me onto him, making us utter a cry in unison.

He began to direct me, but I pushed his hands off of me and, instead, over his head. “Let me ride you until you cum in me, please.”

I began to bounce on him shortly after that remark. The sounds of the slapping of my ass against him to the rubber-y esque sounds of my juices lapping against his throbbing cock sent me on a spacetrip- sent us both on a spacetrip.
I began to touch myself and he watched me continue to go up and down until his chest and stomach became more taut, and he began to suck the air through his teeth.

“You’re gonna make me cum.” I said, “I know I’m gonna make you cum.”

And that finished him off.

He grabbed my waist and gave me about six more fast and extremely hard thrusts in (actually, so hard that my legs began to shake with them) and pulled out quickly before cumming onto my skirt. My orgasm followed shortly after. I squirted on his olive-colored shirt, and he looked at me and said,

“Well, damn. Round two?”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bnk0ff/i_got_fingered_and_fucked_by_my_crush_after

2 comments

  1. Sounds like how someone who rarely has sex but read a lot of romance novels would describe an encounter.

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