[M]aking us late [F]or a party.

I can’t keep my hands off my girl.

We’ve been together for a few years now, and by all rights should have settled down to some slower pace, but somehow I end up five and a half inches into her every single day I see her.

A bit of description perhaps. Kathy is in her mid 30s, 5’7″, pale as can be with gorgeous red-auburn hair, and the most beautiful face. She gets off on me objectifying her, so hear the admiration in my words when I tell you she’s got a body meant for fucking. She’s athletic, with nicely toned arms, a flat stomach, and legs built for going uphill. This pale white girl has ass for days, perhaps only exceeded as her sexiest physical feature by her boobs.

Kathy’s boobs deserve their own paragraph. She’s got light pink nipples perfectly positioned to point straight ahead, each about the size of a US half-dollar. Her nipples are very responsive, and she loves having them sucked or bitten. These lovely nipples are positioned on some very large breasts. I once asked her measurements so I could bring her something nice from a trip, and she told me she was a 36c. She was not. After complaints of back pain, and a trip to a lovely store nearby, we’ve learned she’s actually 32g. A mere 32f in euro sizing. She’s got boobs that take over any shirt, and the boob / hip / booty ratio of this woman draw stares everywhere we go.

I’m Rob. In my late 30s, with a dad bod, a beard, and kids. Kathy’s written a few stories here, perhaps she’ll see this and comment, and you can find her description of me in her words.

Anyhow, enough preamble.

A few weeks ago, Kathy and I were invited to a house party celebrating the 10 year wedding anniversary of friends. The party was a family thing where the kids could play, we could enjoy adult conversation, and I could tease Kathy in small ways, working her to a cock craving frenzy.

Unfortunately, my planning and my fantasizing left me desperate for her before we’d even left the house.

We’d had a productive Saturday doing the various things one does when there are kids to amuse, a house to maintain, and a week to prepare for. Kathy and I had skipped into the shower for a few minutes to enjoy getting each other clean, but all too soon we had to get dried and dressed. We had a schedule to keep, and the kids were excited about seeing their buddies.

I dressed and wandered into the living room to check on the kids. The littles were on the couch watching some variation of a crocodile eating a swan, or some other sort of delightful planet earth savagery that children seem totally fine with.

My thoughts were on the babe in the bedroom, whom I figured by now was dressed. I couldn’t help myself though and I wanted to see if I could catch her still in her underwear and maybe give her a little spank or run my fingers over her mound to keep her at a simmer while we parented.

Imagine my delight and surprise when I found Kathy dressed in only a bra, putting in her earrings. I gave her a smack on her beautiful pale ass and she jumped a little. Her general response to my touch is a purring satisfaction, but we were on a timeline and I could sense her impatience to get out the door.

As she turned back to the mirror I reached for her throat and caught her gently. Through the mirror I saw her eyes go wide at the unexpected act.

I should stop for a moment and assure you that Kathy and I have very clear communication about consent. We both have safe words, we have an agreed and practiced way of checking in with each other as play escalates, and she’s given me blanket consent to take what I want when I want. So far neither of us has ever used our safe words, but we have some pretty excellent stories.

But back to the mostly naked girlfriend, wide-eyed, and in a very light choke.

I informed Kathy there was no way I was leaving the house without first having a taste of what she was hiding between her legs. Her eyes betrayed her – darting to the door, the hallway beyond, that ended in the room where the swan was enjoying a discourse on veganism with an alligator.

I slapped her very gently on the face, and locked the door.

Kathy loves to please. Kathy would say she loves to please me, but I think she’s a good girl at heart, and pleasing those around her comes very naturally to her. I mention this because anything that might look like my domination of her is more like my beautiful, sub girlfriend trying her best to pretend she doesn’t desperately want whatever I’m about to do to her.

Technically my hand was on her neck, but she walked herself backwards to the bed and threw herself on it. Her gorgeous red hair spread around her, her legs open showing the hint of bush she keeps well trimmed.

I lowered myself between her legs and heard her gasp as my tongue teased her labia. Since we were on a time-limit I dove right in forgoing any sort of teasing, running my tongue over her clit immediately.

Kathy moans when I lick her pussy from bottom to top, and she cums when I lick her clit from side to side. She gets off easy with a lot of pressure, but I prefer a more gentle touch. In the last two years I’ve teased her over and over until she can cum from the barest pressure of my tongue on her clit, but on this particular day I wanted her orgasm quickly, so I used deep strokes of my tongue, pushing her clit up into her body over and over as she gasped and moaned and writhed on the bed.

I always want to show this goddess of mine that I’m just thrilled to be here, and what better way than moaning back at her?

When I do this – the slowing, the stopping, the kissing, and the moaning, Kathy absolutely floods. If she wasn’t wet before, she certainly is soaked now, and it’s time to start weaving in that side to side motion she loves so much.

Her movements change, becoming more frantic. Her breathing gets shallower, and she starts thrusting her hips ups at my mouth in short little spurts. She’s trying to grind my face, but she’s also trying to hold herself back. She fights this little battle with herself, thrusting, gasping, grinding, pleading. It’s the same motion she makes against my cock when she’s trying to get my cum. It’s adorable and sexy and everything I’ve ever wanted to watch this dirty angel move her hips like she’s hunting for a cock.

My fingers find her nipples, teasing her in time with the flicks of my tongue, and suddenly she’s not fighting anymore and her hips are frantic, grinding up and down against my lips in staccato as she loses control, and she just has to move as she cums.

Her hips slow as she comes down off her orgasm. If we were charting this as a waveform, her orgasm would be tightly packed low amplitude waves, slowly unwinding themselves in their frequency but moving that energy upward as her hips start to stroke upwards 2, 3, 4, even 5 inches off the bed in slower and slower succession. I’m reasonably certain there’s a sin function for this, but I don’t want to get off on a tangent.

As her orgasm unwinds she utters the same words every time: “I need you inside me.”

I’m a gentleman, so I oblige the lady. I pull her up off the bed and bend her over, her hands finding the bedside table for stability, and her legs spreading to give her stability and bring her pussy to just the right height. I’ve been fully clothed this entire time, so pull my shorts down just far enough to let my cock out.

I push inside her easily, wet as she is, and start stroking. I’m holding the love of my life by her hips, her sexy body bent over and holding onto the nightstand as I apply just enough force to smack her ass but not enough to raise the interest of the children two rooms over.

Ahh, parenting. Such interesting challenges.

After a moment where she didn’t quite feel like she was in the right position she moved her hands down onto the floor.

I think this is the reason I wanted to enter gonewildstories with this experience. Never have I ever had a woman fold her body in half just to get my cock in a specific spot while I was railing her from behind. I’m not sure if Kathy has ever done this – I’m not going to ask her myself, I’ll wait for her next romp through this sub and hope she sees it.

But yes, Kathy was feet flat on the ground, hands flat on the ground, and begging for me to cum inside her. And this is where I managed to get ahold of myself and ensure she’d be my eager little toy for the rest of the night.

I stopped. I pulled my hard cock out of Kathy, kept my left hand on the small of her back to steady her, and gave her a hard smack on the pussy with my right. God I love spanking her, and spanking her gorgeous pussy is by far my favourite.

I gave her that one hard smack, then released her. I kissed her, and worked my still-hard cock back into my shorts. She looked like she wanted to kiss me and kill me both at the same time, but I just chalk it up to me making us late.

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