She rode my face in plain view [mf]

Our first Tinder date was a success. We spent the evening talking laughing and drinking across various bars in town, and at 1am she left. She was travelling down south the next day and had to catch a flight. We parted with a kiss and I knew from then on in I had her.

Two weeks later, it’s date number 2. I meet her in a crowded bar and she saunters in, looking amazing in a small, green flowing summer dress and Toms slip-ons. She’s a petite, 5’5” 23 year old brunette, pert tits and voluptuous ass. She has a posh English accent and dark brown eyes, with a hint of filth in her smile.

We start where we left off last time, and the drinks begin to flow. After an hour in the first bar, we left to go somewhere slightly busier. We sit down and she begins to kiss me, I put my hand on her thigh and I feel a sharp intake of breath. I bite her ear and she winces and moans – so I whisper “go to the bathroom and take off your panties, bunch them in a ball and give them to me”. She stands up and disappears.

3 minutes later she returns and walks up the stairs to where I’m sitting, fully aware that anyone behind her would be able to perfectly see her pussy. I hold out my hand and she pops a bundle into the palm of my right hand. I can feel the wetness through the material already. I know she’s mine from then on. I slip them into my jeans pocket and after a few drinks, I need to piss, so I tell her I’ll be back in a minute. Once in the bathroom, I take out her soaked underwear and inhale her scent. Her damp panties smell like heaven.

An hour later, after plenty of thigh rubbing and deep kissing – we decide to leave and head to my place. She stands up and her soaked pussy has left a wet patch on the mahogany wooden bar stool. She rubs her finger along it, scooping up her wetness, and places her finger in my mouth. By this point I cannot wait to get her home.

We arrive at mine 20 minutes later by taxi and my balls are throbbing. I can’t wait to bury my face and cock in her cunt. We get to the door, only to realise I had lost my key. I frantically search everywhere and can’t find it. I’m fuming, absolutely raging with myself. Date number 2 and I’ve locked us out…what the fuck, you idiot, WHY TONIGHT?!

She puts her hands on my shoulders and tells me it’s fine. She pushes me down so I’m sitting on the front doorstep with my back to the door, and she stands in front of me. She lifts up her green dress, walks forward, tells me to stick my tongue out and proceeds to sit on my face there and then on my doorstep. Anyone could have walked or driven past – but here she is, riding my face without a care in the world. I stick my tongue deep inside her tight ass as she continues to sloppily spread her juices all over me. I’m in love.

That night we ended up checking into a hotel and had the filthiest night of our lives. 6 months later, we are still together – completely in love. I knew from date #2 that Sarah was a keeper.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e1z1jh/she_rode_my_face_in_plain_view_mf