Reenacting our first time together [MF]

My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year, and even before we were together, we had been hooking up on and off since high school. We’re very familiar with each other but since we got into a committed relationship, I didn’t feel the thrill. I wanted to add the spice back into our sex, because every other aspect of our relationship has been so fulfilling.

I talked to him about these feelings I’ve been having and we had an open talk about all the things that turn us on, our deepest fantasies and whatnot. He admitted that he didn’t even have a fantasy he wanted to play out, but when he masturbates, oftentimes he thinks about the first time we ever had sex, our senior year of high school.

That night, he complimented the shirt I was wearing, he was super handsy all night, just all over me, which gets me so turned on. We went back to my house and he had to “convince me” (he knew I wanted him just as bad, but I was playing the “pure” card) to let him fuck after about an hour of teasing each other, making out, dry humping, the whole bit. We eventually had (surprisingly) amazing sex on my parents couch while my whole family slept upstairs.

I found that same shirt in the closet last week, and I knew I had to reenact that night for him. He picked me up for our date night, and he asked wear I wanted to go. I unzipped my coat so he could see what I was wearing and I told him the name of the same restaurant we went to four years ago.

When I tell you his eyes immediately lit up, he knew exactly what I was doing, and that just made it so much hotter to me.

The whole night was foreplay, and we knew what we were doing as the tension built. We played footsie under the table, my foot gentle grazing his calf. We held hands, stared into each other’s eyes, and just talked about our day like it was a naughty secret we couldn’t say out loud.

Finally we get the check, and I tell him to take me home, because it’s getting late. We pull up, he kisses me, and I say goodnight, cloyingly like how I would in high school. He used the same excuse he did back then, offering to walk me to my door. I thanked him, and we walked up, hand in hand. I kiss him again and his hand tugs at my hair, and he pushed me against the door. We got at it for a few minutes until I finally ask if he’d like to come inside.

We immediately fell onto the couch and he’s on top of me, his mouth on mine and I feel the tension rising already. He moves to my neck, and bites and sucks in the exact right places. His hips moved against mine, and his hands were at waist, pulling me closer and closer to him, and I feel myself hurtling over the cliff and I clung to him and came SO hard I saw stars. My hand over my mouth, trying to muffle to moans, panting like a ran a marathon.

He just looked at me, almost impressed, and I say my favorite line in high school when I wouldn’t put out for him, “I think we should stop.” And he looked at me, just like he would then, and said, “Do you really want to?”

I looked at him longingly, thinking back to our first time together, and just tugged him back down so our lips met again. The clothes were tugged off torturously slow, with lingering hands and kisses along the way, just emphasizing our love and passion for each other even after all this time.

Once my pants were off, his hand dipped lower and lower, tugging at my nipples, down my stomach, and finally to my clit. He felt how wet I was for him, and he groaned into my neck, somehow pulling me closer to him. My hand slipped down, feeling his rock hard cock pressing into my stomach and I stroked him up and down before pushing him off me and getting on my knees.

I love sucking cock, but suck a cock attached to the man you love is a different type of aphrodisiac I have never felt before him. The minute my mouth is on him, he’s moaning like I have never heard before. He’s usually very quiet in bed, and I’m always on him to be more vocal, so this pushed me over the edge and I start playing with myself as well. Him seeing me, with his cock deep in my throat and my hand in between my legs, makes him moan even louder.

He grabs me by the hair, pulls me off my knees, and says that he’s going to fuck me now. He gets on top, and fucks the absolute shit out of me.

I had never seen him so wild, just pounding into me harder and harder and faster and faster. My hand slips between my legs onto my clit, and I can feel a second, bigger orgasm coming on. I’m moaning and yelling and screaming, not even caring about being quiet anymore, as I start to writhe in my orgasm, he lifted my legs up over his shoulders, and drills into me. He yells that he’s about to cum, and I tell him to finish in me.

We both collapse, sweating but so incredibly happy.

I’m not so worried about our sex life anymore.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fj9qrf/reenacting_our_first_time_together_mf