I hadn’t seen my boyfriend in about a week and boy was I horny. Every day he would tease me with what he was going to do with me once he got back. I’d touch myself every day, but I was only allowed to edge per his rules.
We planned to meet at my beach house when he got back in town. My sexy strappy, black thong had been picked out the night before. I wore it under my tiny jean shorts and burgundy crop top. I didn’t wear a bra, letting my piercings show through the tight fabric. I was literally dripping in anticipation of his arrival.
As soon as he walked through the front door I crashed my lips onto his, grabbing at his body trying to pull him closer against mine. He was struggling trying to pull me into him and set his bags down at the same time. Once his bags hit the floor he picked me up and carried me to the couch, our lips not breaking their lock once.
He sat down with me on top straddling his lap. Our mouths and hands traveled each other, relishing being back together again. He wrapped his arm around my back and turned us so we were laying down with him leaning over me. His lips found my neck as his hand started rubbing me through my shorts. I’m sure he could feel my wetness soaked through.
He had me take my shorts off and admired my see through panties, pulling back a strap and letting the elastic snap against my hip. He hooked his fingers on the sides and slid them down my legs. He kissed down my body, his head dipping to meet my soaking pussy. I felt his fingers make contact with my lips, pushing them apart and circling my clit.
He plunged two fingers into me, curling the tips into my g spot. He added his tongue and the combination was pure bliss. Using the “come here” motion, he brought me to the edge, denying me an orgasm before standing up and ordering me on my knees. I happily obliged. I got on the ground and watched as he teasingly dropped his shorts and boxers, his dick springing upwards.
I wrapped my hand around his base and brought my mouth to his tip. His cock was hot against my lips and oozing precum. I slowly licked up the length of his shaft and swirled my tongue around the tip. I took him into my mouth, head bobbing a few times to get him fully covered with my spit. His member stretched out my throat as I deep throated him. He breathed out a low “fuck” as he locked his hands in my hair, bringing me further down onto him.
He proceeded to skull fuck me. I loved the way he grabbed and tilted my head to get a better angle. I was now looking him in the eyes as he pounded my face. I tapped on his thigh signaling I couldn’t breathe. He forced me down harder and made me hold it before finally releasing my face. I sputtered and coughed, my lungs trying to drag in fresh air.
He grabbed me by then chin and pulled me up towards him. His warm breath sent tingles down me as he whispered into my ear to bend my ass over the couch. He quickly spun me around and I almost fell onto it. I could hear him wetting his cock before bringing it to my entrance. I was begging for him to put it in, my vagina swollen and throbbing, needing to feel him inside me. He slowly teased me, letting himself graze against my juices before grabbing my hips to guide his dick inside me.
I moan left my mouth as he filled me, his hips pressing against my ass. He started slow, clearly enjoying the site of my pussy gripping onto him. A smack came to my left ass cheek and was followed by a harsh squeeze. I moaned some more at the sensation. Another hit was administered, but this time to my right side. He caressed the area he surely left a red mark on.
I felt both of his hands find their place on either side of my waist. Next thing I know he’s slamming into me as hard as ever. My hands clutched the back of the couch, moans and screams of pleasure rolling off my tongue. He went hardcore before he told me we were changing locations. He pulled out and guided me to the dining room. He shoved me into one of the chairs, my eyes facing the backrest.
I was guided to curve my ass out more so he could re-enter. As soon as he was inside of me again he picked up his pace, this time arching up into me. I was spanked some more as a fistful of my hair was drug back behind me. Our lips met and our tongues danced back and forth. He continued to whisper dirty things into my ear about how I’m daddy’s little slut and how I had been craving his dick. I was gushing at every word.
It was time to venture elsewhere in the house and the bedroom was chosen next. He laid on his back and instructed me to get on top. He navigated my hips with his hands, the rough pads on his fingers temporarily denting my skin. Up and down, slowly I rode him. Groans and sounds of approval came out of him as I kept going. “Do you want to cum on daddy’s cock?” He asked me. I eagerly shook my head and answered with “yes daddy.”
“It’s all yours,” he stated before tucking his arms behind his head. He watched me closely as I rearranged my legs and sat straight up. I started gradually grinding on him, my legs already shaking at how great it felt. I could see the hunger in his eyes as they took in my bare skin creating friction against his. He brought his hands up to take my shirt off, followed by his. We were now completely naked, body against body. I steadied myself and picked up the pace. “Who’s dick is this?” He questioned me. “Mine,” I breathed back to him. “Then ride it like it’s yours.”
This sent waves through me as I went faster. I could feel my climax building. “I’m about to cum.” I shakily said to him. He responded with “cum for me,” and that’s all it took. I released my orgasm onto him as I crashed down into his chest. He lifted me back up by my neck and told me to keep riding. I did as he said and soon I was approaching the high again. He saw it in my eyes and ordered me to cum again. I happily listened as my second orgasm crashed through my body. “Good slut,” he said to me as he let me slow down this time.
I could feel that his cock was still rock hard inside of me. I told him I wanted him to pound me more. We set up at the edge of the bed with two pillows under my back, boosting me to a better height. He raised my legs up against his chest and locked my feet around his neck. He immediately started plowing into me. The feeling was amazing. His dick was hitting my g-spot perfectly. I encouraged him to go harder and faster. The pleasure intensified as he fulfilled my request.
Between each rock of his hips into mine he told me he wanted to finish in my mouth and to be ready. I was excited to be able to taste him. He got rough again and I could feel his thrusts falling out of rhythm. All the sudden he rushed me onto my knees and I slid off the bed with my tongue out. He shoved his member down my throat, holding me there as his hot cum shot out into me. I sucked him clean, swallowing every drop before we climbed into the bed for a short break. That was just the beginning of the weekend.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/go85xx/fucked_all_over_the_beach_house_mf
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I need a girl to like me like that
I love it told from a woman’s POV. I have started posting some of my Hotter memories. I do not get too graphic. I do not remember them that way. If you get bored read a couple. I would love your feed back. KEEP WRITING BTW!!!