*First foray into gwstories! Been meaning to do this for a while, so I’m going to pour a bourbon here on a warm Carolina evening and give it a whirl.*
The story you’re about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the ~~innocent~~ naughty.
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Aubrey and I were ‘buddies’ in college. Who knows how we even first crossed paths – probably Myspace or Xuqa or one of those things that dates my dorm room days to the early-mid 2000’s.
Personalty wise, probably too much friction between us to ever be a couple. But friction makes heat, and we were *hot* for each other in bed.
She knew how to tease. Cute girl, girl-next-doorsy. Straight haired blonde. Lot of sports through high school, fairly fit and athletic without being “built.” Small perky breasts which I was more than happy with, perfect nipples, and this *amazing* peach of a round ass and some nice full thighs to go with. She knew all it would take is walking ahead of me back from the bars and lifting her skirt to flash her ass in a nice cheeky thong and I’d be all over her. Or we’d have the kind of chemistry… we ran into each other out at the bars on a St Patrick’s Day, she accidentally (?) spills a drink on my shirt, is all apologetic, “Omgg I’m so sorry, let me take this back and clean it… how can I make it up to you…?”
[20 minutes later – bed squeaking and her roommate pounding on her door for us to keep it down]
One thing with this girl – good *lord* she’s tight. Like yeah yeah, I get it, guys are always going on about how they love tight pussy, but this was almost too much. Not that I have some tree trunk of a cock but it’s reasonably girthy. And it’d always be pushing, and pushing, and *pushing* before that plump mushroom tip would finally slip inside her along with an audible gasp or moan. That and it’d take a *lot* of foreplay to get her really wet and ready. Every single time, always went that way, but the sex was great.
This will be relevant later.
So we graduate and go our separate ways, but chemistry is chemistry and any time I’d be back in town things were bound to happen. We’d make time to meet up, go out for sushi and drinks, go back to her place to screw all night – hey, what are friends for? Totally casual, we were both single, I knew she had a few local “friends” she liked to get it on with – but whatever, we all like sex. To the point where more recently she texted me late one New Year’s Day, “I just had sex four times between two friends of mine and it was amaaazing, I had to tell someone and you’re the only one who’d be cool with it!”
So anyway, on some occasion I’m back in town on short / unexpected notice. I think I had a connecting flight going through the nearby airport, got canceled or something, and I had to stay the night for another flight in the morning. *Well… I might not need a hotel… wonder what Aubrey’s up to…*
“Hey! What?? You’re in town? Really? Oh, uh.. I mean… yeah sure you can crash here, want to do dinner? Hey but um just don’t come over right away, give me… 30-40 minutes? Yeah I… oh I mean I just need to take a shower that’s all.”
Sounds good. It’d take me that long to get a rental car or take the bus up there anyway.
Get to her place, she opens the door in a bra and panties and still toweling off her hair. We’d said we were going to do dinner, but as soon as we looked at each other… we both knew we were going to indulge in some ‘dessert’ first.
Clothes thrown off in a blur, we hop in her bed and I get on top of her, ready for the usual struggle, having to really pus- oh… I’m all the way in, in one thrust. Almost effortlessly. And wow was she ever *wet*, more so than I’d ever felt her before. Not just wet… like silky smooth feeling.
“Oh my… gu-… Aubrey… you feel SO good! You… ughhh”
She really did! I’m sure I just groaned and my eyes rolled back it was *that much* of a heavenly sensation.
And it doesn’t click at first. I’m throbbing hard and overwhelmed with the need to fuck this hot woman under me, enjoying every moment of this new sensation. But somewhere in the back of my head, the few brain cells not totally engaged in pleasure are putting it together. Why she felt this way, so different than it’d ever been with her. Why she sounded so surprised that I wanted to hang out and then adamant I couldn’t come over right away…
…she’d just fucked another one of her buddies right before I came over, and I was batting second.
Most erotic mind and body experience of my life, that moment of realization. The beyond-amazing physical sensation. And suddenly this feeling like, well if she’s already gotten laid once tonight, I’m gonna make her remember *me* instead of him. And I went at it as hard and fast as I ever have, taking satisfaction in every moan and gasp and feeling of her body writhing in pleasure under mine. My mind was in another place, I have no sense for how long we went at it. But when I got close, my hands reached under her, pulling us against each other, gripping one of her shoulders with my nails digging in and lightly biting the other while burying myself as deep as humanly possible inside her, twitching, throbbing, pulsing, panting, then collapsing on her.
One of *the best* orgasms of my life. We were both speechless after, catch our breath. We of course joked about it after.
Some of you fellas may be iffy on the deal, going second. I would have been too until it was thrust upon me (or… until *I* thrust into *it* I suppose!). It’s a game changer, put it on your bucket list.
Sadly I haven’t seen Aubrey in some years now as we live in different parts of the country, and I haven’t been able to relieve *that* kind of experience again. Maybe some day…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gw7wsy/went_to_hook_up_with_my_friend_as_ya_do_but_she
Who wants to tell him?
1. The vagina loosens when she’s enjoying it because she’s more relaxed
2. If she’s not getting wet your doing something wrong