Okay so I wrote this a year ago after a night with my friends older brother and just found it in my notes. We’ve been secretly hooking up off and on since freshman year of college and this was the best and last time we had sex. I posted it on tumblr after it happened & now that I’ve found this subreddit I can share again. enjoy!
10/20/2018
We were laying in his bed talking about the past, the present, and the future. It was that time of night where the world is absolutely silent and everything just seems to stop. The only thing that matters is whats right in front of you.
His room was dark-the only light coming from his two Himalayan salt lamps, creating an amber glow just enough so we could see each others faces as well and silhouettes of our bodies. He looked into my eyes and began undressing me slowly. He gazed at my body and told me to turn over on my tummy. “What’re you doing?” I asked. He just stared back at me in admiration.
He reached onto his nightstand and grabbed a massage bar. (a solid bar that melts into massage oil against your skin). An invigorating scent filled the air. It was sweet but spicy. He wrapped his legs around me and began moving his hands slowly down my back, slathering the oil on my bare skin, sending chills down my spine. His hands were strong and warm.
As he worked his way around my body, he would occasionally glide his hand past my shoulder and over my throat squeezing lightly, then firmly.
He leaned down so his breath was beating down my neck. He began to gently suck on it. He pushed his body into mine, leaned towards me as if he was going to kiss me, then pulled away; making me wait for it. That obviously just made me want him more. I moaned in agony.
He began focusing on the lower half of my body. He squeezed my ass then ran his hands up and down my legs. I continued moaning while arching my back. “Mhm, you like that, don’t you?” he asked. “Fuck yes,” I replied. I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and kissed him. He grabbed the back of my head and began passionately kissing me back.
He ran his fingers along the lace of my thong but would not it them off yet. He glides two fingers over my pussy a few times and pulls my panties down. He begins stroking my pussy and slips a finger in. I moan, I want more-I need more. He slips in another and changes pace, occasionally pulling out just to tease me some more.
He feels my soaking wet pussy. He knows what I want. He leans back down, looks into my eyes and moans, “Good girl, I’m going to fuck you now. Get on your knees.” I get on all fours and wave my ass in the air. He comes up and slides in his nicely sized cock from behind. I moan loudly the second he’s inside of me. He starts slow, making me beg for it. He wraps one hand around my neck and picks up the pace; I arch my back closer to him, my pussy contracting, gripping more tightly with every thrust. He fills my pussy and then we flip over and he keeps going until he cums again, my pussy milking out every last drop of cum he has. We fall onto the bed and he holds me in his arms. Not a word is said, just heavy breathing and passionate moaning. The world was absolutely silent and everything just seemed to stop. the only thing that mattered was us.
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ps the title is dusk til dawn bc that was the scent of the massage bar xD
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dkb0m6/from_dusk_til_dawn_fm