[MF] asked a/s/l; found out she (26) was my neighbor.

Okay so maybe not so much next door, more like _in the neighborhood_ given how long it took to get to her place.

We met online, chatted some, flirted, sexted, masturbated, and then exchanged addresses and planned to meet in an hour.

I thought she was full of shit, but I was young and any promise of possible sex was worth the adventure (even if it meant possibility being murdered). So I got i my car, drove the 20 minutes it took to get to her place, found a parking spot and decided that the best chance to solve my future murder was to leave a voice mail to myself with details of the last 5 hours: how we met, current location, and final messages to my family (did I mention I was young, stupid, and horny?). Once my affairs were in order, I made my way up to her place, knocked on the door and waited.

Rewind. Before we decided to meet, we made a pact: I’d knock on her door and she’d check her peephole to confirm looks/attractiveness. If she approves, she’d open the door and then I’d get to observe and decide the same… but really, who was I kidding… I was young and horny… who ever opened that door, I’d fuck, or die from trying.

Forward. Door knocked. Waiting. Like a fucking eternity (or so it seemed).

Things clicked, bolts unbolted, handles turned.

I saw her eyes and froze, They were gray or hazel or whatever color hue that made them look wolf-exotic, she was beautiful. I stepped in, closed the door, grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss. I held her close and felt her soft skin and ran my hands down her curves. Her with seven years seniority on me expressed itself with a gentle tongue that tongued things in my young libido that had never been tongued before.

In my heads (both top and bottom), we were to fuck, like in a porno. Because what else is a guy to do in this type of situation. Right? Rip off her clothes, right? Push her down and order her to suck me dry. Right ?

“_slow down_” she pulled my hand out from trying to fumble up her shirt. “_theres time_”

_Was there?_ I wondered, but since I hadn’t been murdered yet, I decided _sure_, I’ll play along while trying really hard to push out visions of finding myself in a tub of ice with both my kidneys removed.

She walked me through her apartment and into her bedroom. I took a peek into the bathroom. No ice in the tub. I was safe…

“_take off your clothes_” she instructed me. I had masturbated before coming to her place but I was so turned on that I feared that the simple sensation of feeling my boxers rub my penis would have me jizz my pants. “_you first_” was my escape.

She locked her wolf eyes one me, pulled up her shirt, unhooked her bra, slipped off her yoga pants and stood in front of me in her full naked glory. Her breasts were much bigger than her shirt communicated; a well trimmed triangle disappeared between her smooth soft legs.

“_is this what you want?_” she asked and took a step backwards to her bed, sat down and opened her legs.

I was speechless.

“_come here_” she motioned me to get on my knees and pointed to her inner thigh, a space that’s neither sex nor innocent. “_kiss me here_. ” I did.

“_now here_” she pointed a little further up. I did as told, and continued to do so while she had me climb up her thigh, each kiss gaining ground, closer to something (maybe oral? I was young!). All I knew was that I needed to follow directions. So I kissed where I was told, first one thigh, then the next, climbing my way up to eventually placing my mouth on her wet pussy.

She laid on her back, grabbed my head and moved her hips to place my lips right where she wanted me “_thats good right there_” I licked “_go slow at first _”. I did.

She pulled my head a little higher “_faster_” she moaned; I listened. She pulled me in closer and I responded with same fervor. She moaned and I felt my penis was going to explode.

I was ready to fuck.

She came on my mouth holding on to my hair. “_Put your fingers inside_” I did and she showed me how to rub the top of her vagina “feel around for a textured area_” I obeyed, continued to lick, suck and finger until she came again.

She held me in place by my hair “_don’t stop_” she half moaned and I continued, her wetness covered my face.

She came again. It was her third, and up to that point, it was also my third time making someone cum from oral. “_you’re good_” she complimented, not sure if she meant on my willingness to take directions or eagerness (because I had both for oceans), placed her foot on my chest and gently pushed me back. I grabbed her by her toes and kissed her base of her foot. She smiled her wolf-eyes “_save that for later_” and pulled her foot away and motioned me to get up, bent her knees and placed her feet on the edge of the bed. “_are you going to stay dressed?_”

She didn’t need to ask twice. I undressed and stood against the edge of the bed, rubbed the tip of my penis against our wetness, and pushed inside her.

I was ready to fuck her brains out. That was my goal. Reality laughed and what really happened was that I blew my load a few pumps in. “_i’m sorry, you’re just so fucking hot_” was the only thing I could blurt out.

She pulled me out, got on her knees and sucked me until I got hard and we started again. First she was on her back and she made love to me, pushing her hips against me while running her clit with her fingers. I gained my confidence and turned her over, legs on the floor half bent on her bed, and grabbed her ass, spread her cheeks and pushed in again. She played with her herself, pussy wet from excitement and my first orgasm. There was a distinct sound of our liquids swishing around, skin against skin hitting one another.

She came, I kept on pounding against her empowered by not being able to cum again. I fucked her as hard as I could, her moans were now just grunts from each stroke.

I emptied my balls inside her again and crumpled on top of her. We remained stuck together, the sweat from our skin glued us until my limp penis left her insides.

That was my first time really having sex, and in the months following our first hook up, she taught me about foreplay; about making love and about fucking; edging; and other tiny things. Future partners reaped the benefits from her teaching.

Where is she now? No idea. I was 19. And did I mention stupid? I was an ass and immature, because that’s what I was, and she was smart and had a life to move along. So I fucked it up and she ended it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cbxomv/mf_asked_asl_found_out_she_26_was_my_neighbor