Empty Apart[M]ent with my boy[F]riend.

It’s Christmas, so I haven’t had the chance to get my boyfriend alone for nearly a month and it was starting to get in the way of my life. Conversations on the phone were punctuated with moments of unspoken need, family meetings found his hands lingering on my thigh, kisses goodbye left me hungry for more.

Yesterday he was supposed to come by mine just to drop off something, but I hadn’t had an excuse to dress sexy or do my eyes in a few days and I knew I could make him stay once he saw me.

I knew the moment you laid eyes on me you didn’t expect me to look this damn good, and I kissed you the way you needed me to in that elevator ride up my apartment complex that I felt your hesitation melt away, your strong and warm hands holding me close as I pressed myself on you. Those ten or so seconds gave you an appetite so much so that you knew I wasn’t going to “walk you back to your car” when I said that to my parents.

I knew my neighbors upstairs had just moved away and the apartment was under renovation; which meant the doors were unlocked. The lights didn’t work and the furniture was gone but I knew we didn’t care. I led you through the back door, taking care to lock it behind us before taking you to the master bedroom. The bathroom had this mirror I knew you’d love watching me in, and the sun was already setting through the windows as I pulled you in by your collar and kissed you again.

This time I felt you take over as your tongue slipped into my pretty little mouth, as I sucked softly and eagerly, whimpering your love. You leaned me against the wall, your hand in my hair as you bit my lip and growled that you missed me. I fumbled for your belt, needing to taste you, my body electric with wanting to please my man. I grasped the denim of your jeans and fell on my knees, as your cock fell from the hem my mouth wrapped around it, my eyes rolling back as I felt your sweet pre-cum spread on my warm tongue, which I slid dexterously over the folds on the underside of your still-soft cock.

I earned those moans escaping your mouth as I cupped your balls, becoming again your familiar doe-eyed slut slobbering all over you, nursing your cock till it grew into that fat fuckstick I know and love- till it barely fit in my mouth because of that impressive girth, and pushed firmly against the back of my throat when you thrust. I was getting so damn wet when you told me that this was exactly what daddy needed, and you made me so happy I was pleasing my man just the way he liked. I curled my tongue around your shaft and flicked the underside with each stroke, my wavy locks of hair bouncing seductively in the lowlight, my lashes fluttering slowly as my cheeks hollowed with the suction I was putting on you. I knew I must have looked so pretty because you were hard from your base to the tip, and you were thrusting into my face to get those strings of spit coating it, as if I didn’t already grool puddles…

So I blew you till my pussy got jealous and came up for kisses, which you generously gave my spit-covered mouth. I undid my pants and pulled my panties down, exposing that perfect little butt with your favorite pink fuck-hole.

I smiled and turned around, sticking it coyly in front of that rock hard cock, and watched your face eagerly as the lust in your eyes blazed. I forgot where your hands were on me, but only because time stood still as you lined yourself up and pushed into my soft, wet lips… my eyebrows knit and my knees buckled as I grasped the towel rack for support, gasping from not having known that thickness for weeks. I caught a glance in the mirror of your head tossed back in ecstasy as you stood there inside of me, and I felt my belly filled with the delightful shape of my goddamn man who fit me like lock and key. You knew from the moment you took my virginity at eighteen that my pussy was made for you, and you savored that proof as you fit that sweet cunt, drooling with my spit and my nectar, slick and impossibly hot for you and only you.

From behind me I heard you murmuring in between heavy breaths for me to strip, and I shakily tore my jumper off as you wrapped your rough hands around my tiny waist and bent me over in my heels. My knuckles turned white as I tightened my grip on the bar, feeling my pussy wrap itself snug on your cock as you positioned to fuck me, and all I could feel for the next few minutes was a symphony of bliss as you plowed deeply into me, air escaping from my lungs with each thrust, my head tossed back and my hair bouncing, grazing my shoulders. I felt a hand wrap around my neck, arching me back towards you. I gave you the sleaziest set of eyes that showed you how much I loved and needed your sex, as you grabbed my firm tits with your other hand, relishing in my pleasure and that plush velvet flesh, that wet silky slit that you fucked raw; your foreskin pulled taut because you’re just that damn stiff, buried so deep in that fertile barely-twenty-year-old cunt, pushing your shape into your greedy little whore.

The air smelled like sex as you kept ravishing me from behind, as the sound of your balls slapping against my slick clit just got wetter and wetter, your thighs getting sticky with that delicious fluid, as I felt the pressure mount in my stomach till all I could do was blurt out a fluttery “oh god I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna,” as you rocked steadily against my tender walls. I could almost feel you smile as I heard you coo for me to cum for you, as I seized up and whimpered like the most precious little slut puppy, as my pussy contracted and pulsed, gripped and released, milking that cock for cum.

I could hear you groan as I came all over you, warm silky fluid gushing, my body heaving with each breath, legs shaking with soft whimpers escaping my mouth through gritted teeth; as my world spun in the most beautiful colors all because of you. Hot tears were streaming down my face as you kissed my neck down my shoulders, your cock still throbbing inside of me as you gently rocked your hips against mine. To your sick twisted delight, you heard me politely thank you for letting me cum. You felt my heated, flushed pussy glide and twirl, sucking softly on your fuckstick as I pushed myself back against onto you, biting my lip as I reveled in the afterglow of my rawness, choosing to please my man who defined my orgasms.

(Part 1, to gauge interest for part 2 ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eeagwk/empty_apartment_with_my_boyfriend