This story was posted previously on here on my old account, which has since been compromised and deleted.
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**NON-PORN BACKSTORY**
This happened a couple of years ago. My long-term then-partner and I decided to open our relationship for various reasons, but due my heavy workload I had not attempted to find anyone. A few months ago, I decided to change that. I took some of my stockpiled days off and, after enjoying myself for a few days, began to try and find something.
So I did what any sensible person would do when trying to spend some time away from a computer: I went to Reddit.
I came across one post that caught my eye. It was made by a woman close to my age who was going through a somewhat-similar situation. Like me, she had nerdish interests and was looking for something casual with a side of intelligent conversation. I sent her a message, she sent one back, and we hit it off instantly.
(The fact that she had also posted some pics on some of the gonewild subs didn’t hurt my interest.)
We exchanged messenger contacts and quickly got to talking about a lot of things. We had similar interests and a similar need to get away from our own lives, if only for a little while. We also talked about what we were into sexually, and things fit perfectly. Almost every interest she mentioned was something that I either already loved or wanted to try, and the things that generally made her cum hard were things that I loved to do. She mentioned that any encounter that ended with her getting fewer than three orgasms would be a disappointment.
I, talking a much bigger game than I was sure I could deliver, promised her four.
We soon decided that meeting would be a very good idea. After assuring her (unconvincingly) that I wasn’t a kidney harvester, we decided to meet for dinner. I also booked a room at the attached hotel but made it clear that she was under no pressure to stay. If things didn’t go in that direction, we’d still have a good dinner with good conversation and I’d have a night out of the house. If things did go in that direction, we’d have all of that plus some (hopefully) good sex.
The night came. She met me at the restaurant and she was every bit as beautiful as I imagined. Thankfully, she didn’t seem too disappointed with me either. We both battled through our nervousness (She thought she was the nervous one, but I was simply better at hiding it) and had a wonderful dinner. We shared jokes, interests, frustrations, and embarrassing stories. It was a great night, but I wanted more.
“Do you want to continue this in my room?” I asked.
“Yes,” she answered with a smile.
We went back to my room. The only place to sit down was the bed, since we both decided to completely ignore the couch at the end of the room. We sat near each other and she grabbed my hand. I moved closer to her and thought about how I should make my move, then realized that I was overthinking it.
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**END OF BACKSTORY. PORN STARTS HERE**
“Fuck it,” I said as I lunged in to kiss her.
The kisses were hard and deep and furious, filled with passion and need. I pulled away from her mouth to plant kisses down her neck and collarbone. I returned to her mouth briefly but soon found myself kissing my way back down to her chest. She pushed me back to pull her shirt off and I soon found myself face-to-face with the bra she had promised to let me see. I didn’t look at it for long though. I quickly reached behind her with one hand and unhooked the bra, tossed it to the side, and celebrated the fact that I was able to do that a little more than a grown man probably should.
Her breasts were exposed to me, and I needed to taste them. I pushed her down on the bed and took one of her nipples into my mouth. She groaned in delight, which brought a smile to my face. After many licks and a few nibbles, I turned my attention to her other breast. While my mouth was still occupied, I reached down between her legs and rubbed her through her leggings. Even through the thick material, I could feel her heat.
As good as her breasts tasted, I needed more.
I began planting kisses in the middle of her chest and down her body until I found myself between her legs. I leaned back so that I could pull off her leggings, which she was eager to help with. Her thin tan panties quickly followed, and my lips were soon back on her body. After a few kisses to her inner thighs, my mouth quickly made its way to its destination.
I decided to test the waters and see what she responded to. I kissed her clit. I ran my tongue up and down her folds. I slid my tongue inside of her. Everything I did was met with gasping and moaning. But when my tongue returned to her clit, her reaction intensified.
While I continued to attack her clit, she had begun to tweak her nipples. I reached up with my left hand and offered my assistance with the task. Meanwhile, I used my right hand to slide two fingers into her pussy. She had already told me that G-spot stimulation was the best way to make her cum, and I put that info to good use.
I expected to be down there for quite a while, as she had only cum a few times from oral in her life. I wouldn’t have minded that; her taste was heavenly. But between my fingers and my tongue, she didn’t last long. She began chanting “Oh fuck! Oh shit!” Moments later, she let out a long groan and her pussy contracted around my fingers.
I brought my fingers to her mouth and she eagerly licked and sucked her taste off of them (one of the things she liked doing that happened to set me off). Then she pulled herself up on her knees and kissed me again.
“I need to see more of you,” she said.
She helped me take off my shirt, pants, and underwear, then pushed me down on my back. She crawled into position so that her head was between my legs. She ran her tongue all the way up my sack and up the underside of my shaft, and I instantly knew that I was in for a wild ride.
When she took me into her mouth, it was my turn to moan. Her mouth felt heavenly around my hard cock. It only got better when she deepthroated me. I nearly lost my mind. I had to fight the temptation to grab her head and hold her there, but soon enough she pulled herself away from my dick and returned her attention to my balls. She sucked and licked each one before taking me into her mouth again.
I have never been one to cum from blowjobs, but that didn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy the fuck out of this. A suck of the balls here, some teasing of my head there, the sudden feeling of filling her throat… it was all amazing. Even during my ill-fated attempt at a 69 – they never work as well as they do on camera – the attention that her mouth gave me made me feel like a king.
I stopped her only because I was hungry to taste her again. I pushed her onto her back and once again placed my head between her legs. My hands brushed her thighs and she shuddered. Soon my tongue was back at work, and my fingers quickly followed suit. The hotel room was quickly filled with her moans and groans, then her cries of “oh fuck” not long after that. Her second orgasm came just as quickly and just as hard as her first.
I crawled on top of her and kissed her again. Somehow the kisses were more feverish than before. As much as we had enjoyed each other to that point, we still wanted more. I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and attempted to put it on.
Key word: attempted.
I hadn’t needed to use a condom in about seven or eight years, and I underestimated how hard those things are to put on when a) you’re out of practice, and b) your fingers are covered in girl juice. The first one went on inside-out. Into the trash it went. I somehow unrolled condom #2 before I got it on my dick, so it quickly joined #1. I finally got #3 to get on and stay where it was supposed to stay.
With that settled – and her somehow still wet – I slid into her. We both let out long, low moans just off of the initial thrust.
Once I found my preferred angle, I began to thrust at a slow pace. Her sounds and her words made it very clear that she was enjoying this just as much as I was. I soon began to pick up the pace, much to her delight. I looked down and couldn’t believe how lucky I was in that moment. I had a beautiful woman underneath me, her breasts bouncing up and down as I pumped into her, Her eyes were encouraging me to give her more. Her mouth was too… at least until the only words she could say were “oh fuck” and “oh shit.”
She came again. As good as it was to feel her cum on my fingers, it was even better on my cock. I slowed my pace as she came down from her high, and we kissed again. Once she had recovered, I decided that it was my turn to cum. I pushed her legs back and began to pound her as fast as I could. I wanted this. I needed this. I was going to have this, and my body began to tell me that I would have it soon.
I could feel her building towards another orgasm herself. While one arm held her legs in place, my free hand made its way to her throat (another thing she told me she liked). This pushed her over the edge. Her walls squeezed down around my dick as she came for the fourth time, and it was the push I needed. Moments later I let out a loud groan and exploded inside of her.
The rest of the night was a blur. After a few moments of rest, we went at it again. My tongue made her cum a few more times that night, including twice without penetration, something she had never done before. After worrying about not being able to back up my big talk, I gave her more orgasms than she had ever had in one night. At one point, she stopped forming complete sentences – She “forgot how to word.”
The pleasure was far from one sided, as her mouth worked my dick and balls to absolute perfection. Whenever my dick wasn’t in her mouth, it was in her tight pussy. We fucked until exhaustion, cuddled, then fucked again.
When it was all said and done, we were thanking each other. It sounds silly to thank someone after sex, but that’s what we were doing, and it made sense to me. Beyond the night of great company, I found something that had been missing for so long: Passion. Desire. Need. I can’t speak for her, but I think she might have felt the same way.
It’s something that I hadn’t had in a long time, and it’s something that I needed so badly.
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**NON-PORN EPILOGUE**
We played often over the next few months and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. We had quite a few… interesting experiences, some of which I may share later. But through it all, she became one of my best friends and remains so to this day. Even though we don’t play (often) anymore, that night remains one of the most memorable ones I’ve had.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e21l0e/mf_i_talked_a_big_game_to_another_redditor_and
Looking forward to your next story
Great story man.