Holding out [F]or more [long] [solo-ish]

Lots of build here, and my fist post, so please be nice :)

I met M on a dating app that’s designed for people looking for relationships. He opened with a very specific reference to something on my profile, and we exchanged a couple messages before we decided to meet up for a date. It was one of those dates where we started talking, and all of a sudden the place was closing down around us three and a half hours later. He almost kissed me that night, and I could tell he wanted to. But instead he leaned in, kissed me on the cheek and said “I can tell you are worth waiting for”

On our second date, we went ice skating, out for dinner and then wandered around a park all lit up with Christmas lights. Ice skating made for some great people watching, and we bet a kiss on the number of people that would fall. I won but it wasn’t the right time to collect. We got lost in conversation again at dinner, and stayed so long chatting that they almost kicked us out again. At this point it was late, and there were very few people in the park, so we wandered around chatting more and looking at the lights. We wound up at this little gazebo that was all done up in colorful lights, and came to a natural pause in conversation. He asked me how many skaters had fallen, and I responded with the number that had won me the bet. He leaned in and paused just before he met my lips, making me come to him. It was one of the best first kisses I’ve had. It started soft and slow, exploring each other’s lips. The give-and-take was just right, and our lips parted a little bit. He gently bit my full bottom lip before returning to kiss me again. Our tongues touched, the kiss deepened and he pushed me back against the railing of the gazebo. We kissed for several more minutes, exploring a little bits of cheek and neck that were accessible above our winter coats and below our hats. He moaned a little when I hit a sensitive spot below his ear, and a sigh escaped my lips when he kissed my neck.

Keep in mind that this is all happening outside in 30° weather, so we had to call it quits pretty quickly, though I could feel how excited he was through my coat and his… But it was late and I couldn’t bring him home with me because my roommates were home and I’m not good at being quiet, and he was in the middle of moving. I also was trying to take things slow. But I was dripping wet and could feel my pussy lips gliding together as we walked down the steps of the gazebo.

We walked around for another few minutes before calling it a night. I called my Uber and it arrived way too quickly. I stretched up on my tiptoes to kiss him again, and as I moved away he grabbed my hand and pulled me in for one more kiss.

My pussy was still dripping by the time I got home, and I was kiss drunk and horny as fuck, so I did the only logical thing – I grabbed my most powerful vibrator. A quick glance at my phone showed me that he texted to make sure I got home safely and to tell me he was still thinking about my lips, and that just turned me on even more. I made quick work of my clit and came with a small but pleasant orgasm that was just enough to send me to sleep. Except then I woke up thinking about his lips and his tongue and what they would do if they had more access. I slid my fingers down to play with myself just a little bit, but I had plans and had to get up and go despite how wet I had woken up.

I finally got home after a long but pleasant day, sweaty from yoga and ready for a long hot shower. The wetness from last night had never gone away, and as I stripped off my yoga clothes I could smell myself and feel my pussy throbbing for attention. As I lathered myself up I found myself running over my nipples more than strictly necessary, feeling them harden and pinching them. M and I had been exchanging texts all day and all I could think about was his talented tongue all over my nipples. And on the inside of my thighs, teasing me with kisses and bites before he dove face first into my pussy.

I settled in to watch TV and I couldn’t keep my fingers our of my pj pants. I was drenched, and my poor pussy had been begging for some serious attention since he first kissed my cheek, over a week ago. I let my fingers drift over my pussy lips, dipping into my wetness and spreading it all around. I started slowly, teasing myself, rubbing the top of the hood of my clit, warming up for a lot of relief from the sexual tension I had been carrying around. I pulled up gone wild stories and moved slowly, spreading my lips, getting myself warmed up. I grabbed my softest vibe, that has deep pulsations and slit it into my pants. I brought it to my hood, keeping very light pressure and stroking downward. I’d dip into my wet opening and draw the wetness back up and start all over again. I could feel the blood flowing as I rocked my vibe up and down, feel my clit getting warmed up and bigger. I moved to draw circles around it and felt the tingle build in the base of my spine and roll over me gently.

But I wasn’t done. I wasn’t even close to satiated, I was still thinking about his tongue working it’s magic. I needed more, so I started circling my clit with the vibe, moving around the wetness from my first orgasm to build my second. It didn’t take long before the vibrator was getting slippery and I felt myself building again. I came but still wasn’t done. I slid the vibrator into my opening, feeling my pussy pulsating around it. In and out, drawing all the way up to the top of my hood then driving it deep into my body, over and over. I started building again and could tell this would be stronger, so I moved a towel underneath myself and came again, squirting all over my hand and the vibe, soaking through my pj pants and into the towel. I built myself up to the edge again, backed off and came one more time.

I came hard enough that I saw colors, but I still don’t feel satisfied, and I don’t think I will till I figure out if his lips and tongue on the rest of my body are as good as his kisses. Can’t wait to see him again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e84tc6/holding_out_for_more_long_soloish