[FM] Post quarantine fun

So, with quarantine restrictions slowly being lifted I decided it was time to get back to my slutty ways, and boy have I ever!

The first guy was early in the week. We matched on tinder and hit it off pretty quickly. After messaging back and forth for a few hours I invited him over to my apartment for dinner and a few drinks.

He showed up around 8 with a six pack and take out. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little disappointed. His tinder pic must have been a few years old. He was 2” shorter and about 30 lbs heavier than he had claimed. While not exactly what I had expected he was still cute and I was horny.

We ate, had a few beers and began chatting. We chatted and chatted and chatted and chatted. Even after the beer was long gone he continued talking. I began to grow impatient. After three months of quarantine I was horny! I didn’t want to chat. I wanted to fuck. I had even taken the time to do my make up, hair, shave my pussy and put on a cute top.

Taking matters into my own hands I grabbed his face and planted a firm kiss on his lips. Finally he shut up! As we kissed I slid my hand down to his crotch. The deeper I pushed my tongue into his mouth the more I felt him grow. Despite my very forward advances I got nothing from him. He kissed me back but that was it. No squeezing my tits. No sliding his hand down my pants. Nothing. Well, guess I’m steering this ship home.

I unzipped his pants and managed to free his cock. It wasn’t bad. Not huge but not small. I began to stroke him, slowly at first, until he reach full mast. At that point I broke our kiss and lowered my head to his lap. Feeling a warm cock in my mouth for the first time in months sent me into a frenzy. I took him deeper and deeper in my mouth, increasing my speed each time. All the while my pussy was growing wetter and wetter by the second.

After sucking him for a bit I needed more! Much more. I slid off my pants and panties and climbed on top. Finally I was about to get the sweet release I so very much needed. The moment he slid into me I let out a deep drawn out moan. This was the first time in months that I’d had a real genuine cock inside me and I was soaking it up.

After adjusting to this once forgotten feeling I began to grind. Normally I would take it slow and work up speed. Not tonight. Within 30 seconds I was fucking him like my life depended on it. With my hands on his shoulders I forcibly thrust my hips against him, driving him deeper into me. I’d love to say he was returning the favor, but sadly he just sat there. No movement. No groping. Barely a moan. If I had known this was how it was going to be I would have just fucked my dildo.

Desperate to get him more involved I grabbed his hands and placed them firmly on my ass. I then removed my shirt and bra and sat up straight to give him a good look at me. His eyes went straight to my tits. Finally! Something he seemed to like. Let’s give him a show then, I thought to myself. I slid my hands up my stomach and over my tits. I began to squeeze and massage them. Every so often pinching and pulling at my nipples a little. The more I touched myself the more he seemed to get into the mood. His hands gripped my ass tighter and I even felt him meeting my thrusts.

“Do you like my tits?” I asked.

“Ohh yes!” He said.

With that I leaned forward and pressed them into his face. At that point he seemed to break out of his shell. He licked, kissed and sucked on every inch of my chest. Paying particular attention to my nipples.

As he sucked on my nipple I felt my orgasm beginning to build. It came on like a tidal wave. A tidal wave of 3 months worth of pent up sexual frustration erupting from my pussy. I swear I rode him hard enough to break his dick, but I couldn’t stop! The orgasm ripped through my body and had me seeing stars.

Mid orgasm I felt his grip tighten on my hips. He raises his hips and pushed his cock deep inside of me. As I was coming down from my high I felt his cock beginning to twitch inside of me, followed by the warm flood of cum filling me.

We both collapsed into one other as we caught out breath. After a few minutes of silence, him still inside me, I sat up and jokingly asked “ready to go again?” Ha! We did not go again. I climbed off and we both got dressed. He thanked me for a great night and made his way home.

That’s how I broke my quarantine induced drought!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtyq9g/fm_post_quarantine_fun