[Part 1 (The first nude pics)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gzy5hc/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 2 (The attraction becomes mutual)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h01pvo/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 3 (The dirty sexting) ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h02yz4/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 4 (More dirty sexting; we decide to meet)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h03cgv/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 5 (Our first meeting: Mouths, tits and perspiration) ](https://www.reddit.com/user/Mrquick83/comments/h03ml7/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 6 (She gets rough. I hold her down and take her)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h0jbeo/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 7 (Risky sex outdoors)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h78ifd/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 8 (Angry coercive anal sex) ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h7zwy1/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 9 (Sexy surprise in a local store)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hdj2or/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
So, for anyone who just feels like reading an explicit retelling of the time I ass-fucked a cute blonde girl outside of a home furnishings store, scroll down to the paragraph marked with this: ????.
For all the rest of you who want to hear another sexy story about Squishy and I in its full context, well, here it comes.
Alright! So as you know, [Squishy ](https://imgur.com/a/Tfz3qta) and I often met on Saturdays, and the fact that I had a side-hustle buying and selling stuff on eBay provided great cover for the fact that I was away on Saturdays a lot. I didn’t know my wife was banging another man at the time but I sure wish I did, since it would have saved me a ton of unnecessary guilt, but whatever.
But sometimes I really did need to do business and couldn’t just blow it off and see Squishy instead. So this large centrally located housewares store was my place to go whenever I was just meeting someone for a transaction. I had a lot of collectibles and merchandise at home, so I never let people just come to my house to complete a transaction. I wasn’t terribly worried about a burglary, but why invite trouble by letting the internet know where you live? So both Squishy and my wife knew that Saturday I was often at this store since the restaurant inside was my neutral ground for completing transactions. It was a nice public place and it was an easy landmark, so I wouldn’t have to give directions.
I told Squishy, not for the first time, that if we wanted to bang, we would have to schedule around my Saturday morning visit to this housewares store. She said “No problem!” And we pushed our rendezvous to Sunday so we could have more time together. Uncharacteristically, she showed a bit of interest in what kind of wheeling and dealing I was up to, and asked a few questions. Some of her questions seemed just weird, like:
“Is it *always* in the second-floor restaurant?”
“You like the food there?”
“Do you ever just say you’re going there because your dick needs a break? If so you can just tell me. Even I have days when I don’t want to fuck.”
I answered her questions and told her that yeah I’m a creature of habit. It’s always in the same place, yeah I usually get a bit while I’m there, and no, I’d way rather be fucking her brains out than sitting in a store. And even if my dick needed a break I’ve got a good tongue, 10 fingers, and we could play with her toys, etc…
Then she brought it over to sex, as always.
Her: “I’ve been really horny for your cock, MQ….
Me: “Is that right?”
Her: “Yes. I’ve been looking at lots of porn and just playing with my pussy a lot.”
Me: “You little slut. I’m going to punish you for that”
Her: “Oh no!”
Me: “Yes, you dirty bitch. You’ll see.”
I let it drop there. I tend to be verbose. You all know that and so did she. She assumed I would elaborate, but she could see I wasn’t typing. I just stared at the screen patiently and I grinned from ear to ear when I saw those little dots appear…..
Her: “WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME?”
Me: “It’s a surprise. But you’re going to be a fucking mess when I’m done with your holes.”
Her: “You’re going to chase me out into the back yard, aren’t you?!”
Her: “You can’t! I’ll fight you off! I’ll fucking stab you!”
She went on like this, trying to prompt me into one of our little sessions, but I resisted the temptation to continue. She even sent a pic of herself, looking all scared and pouty. She had a black tank top on and the straps were down, and it was just barely clinging to her tits and was begging to be yanked downward. Today I just told her that she would have to use her imagination.
So fast forward to Saturday at noon. I was sitting in the store’s restaurant with my buyer. Transaction was concluded, I had already handed him the vintage Yamaha manuals he ordered and we were just chatting briefly about bikes. I hear a familiar voice behind me over the din of the other patrons. The confusion and incongruity briefly distracted me and I got this gut wrenching feeling, like I knew it was Squishy’s voice, but since we were always sneaking around so much I came to always fear the idea of being surprised on a Saturday.
“Guys, you don’t mind, do you?” Squishy asked.
She didn’t wait for an answer. She just sat down next to me and started poking at her phone. She was wearing a short orange pleated skirt and a sort of frilly orange strapless top.
“Oh no problem, you can have this table. We’re done here!” says the buyer. He took his books and stood up. I think he was expecting me to shoot the breeze while we exited the store but I just said “Take care!” and pretended to occupy myself with my own phone and he headed out.
Not taking my eyes off the screen I chuckled softly and said: “So this is what all that shit was about. I should have known.”
She looked at me like I was a rude stranger. “Sorry, what? Are you talking to me?”
Ok, so that was the game.
I’ll spare you the play-by-play. We bantered. I was charming and polite. She was a stranger who was easily impressed. Pretty soon though she was giving me those big brown eyes and she had put her hand under the table, giving my inner-thigh a grope. She moved north a bit and just kept looking at me like I was the most fascinating thing in the store.
She sidled up to me and pressed her face up by my ear.
“Hey, how about this…..” she whispered, “If you can guess the color of my panties….. I’ll let you fuck me in the ass!”
She retook she seat beside me at the table and awaited my reply.
I grinned and eyed her like she was a tasty cupcake.
“I’ll bet they’re white.”
“Yeah, close enough” She ran her hand along my thigh again.
I took several deep breaths, like I was trying to contain my eagerness and excitement. “Hey now…. Look, I really didn’t come here expecting to meet a girl. If you’re just fucking with me that’s really uncool…. are you serious about this?”
“Yeah, I’m serious…. You’re really handsome. I just need some cock today. You want to play a little?”
I grinned at her.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think we can have some fun. Wanna get out of her miss…..?
Her: [SquishySeahorse]
(Obviously she said her real name. I tended to mostly call her by her abbreviated screen name when I was with her, but she never called *herself* that when offline.)
“Well, very nice to meet you, Squishy. Let’s get out of here.”
~~~
Our departure was frustrating. This particular place makes you stroll through every goddamned showroom just to get the fuck out of there.
And she fucking delighted in torturing me. She knew how to sway her ass as she moved. And she would sometimes spin around on one heel to make her short skirt rise tantalizingly upward as she moved through the store. Her cleavage was on display and she’d tease me by sort of bouncing them and shit like that. She would often say, “Oh wait! Can we just look at one thing?” And she’d slow us down to look at a display. I knew a shorter way through the store but she took the longer path. The only thing that made it bearable was the fact that sometimes she’d put herself in an area where the view was sufficiently blocked and I’d be able to put my hands on her.
She’d bend over just enough for me to get my hand under her hem and give her bare ass a nice fondle. She was wearing a tiny black thong *(yes, black!)* underneath, but just once I was able to get in there and wiggle my finger against her pussy. I stopped doing it when a pregnant lady looked over at just the wrong moment and gave us a pissed-off scowl. I was fucking embarrassed and I gave her contrite look as if to say “Shit, sorry! We’ll be on our way!”. Squishy just stifled her amusement and moved onward.
Out in the parking garage she was still playing as if we were strangers. She put her hands all over me and just kept wanting to make out.
“So where do we fuck? Do you have a van?”
She knew I didn’t. We kicked around the idea of fucking in one of our cars, but it was a hot day and that didn’t sound appealing. We paced around the perimeter looking for someplace suitable but there was nowhere discreet enough. If her plan was to fuck at this particular store I wish she would have let me know first so we could have planned this out better.
We got lucky, though. On a nearby property was a building that definitely wasn’t open on weekends. We could see it had at least two exits with recessed alcoves. Probably lots of them.
(????)
She looked up at me and smiled mischievously.
“Is your cock hard? I’ll suck you off over there if you want,” she whispered “I’m a swallower, you know….”
We made our way over and she was talking dirty the whole time. We weren’t totally hidden inside the alcove but it was shady and you had to be really looking to see us.
“Mmmmmm, I don’t think anyone can see us here….. would you show me your dick? I bet it’s nice and big, isn’t it?”
I pulled it out. She acted like it was a brand new cock. Her eyes went all big like she couldn’t believe her good fortune. She took it in her hand and jerked it around; Oohing and ahhing over it.
“Oh my…. and would you like me to suck this for you, Mister?”
She got on her knees and began running her tongue up and down my shaft. She took me into her mouth and began sucking my dick like it was just the last dick in the United States of America. I wished I’d known she was going to be here today. Usually I jerk off before I see her so I’ll last longer but I hadn’t done that this time. I took my eyes off her and tried to think of baseball but I didn’t stand a chance. I grabbed her head and just savored it as best as I could, filling her mouth with spurt after spurt. It was short but sweet. If it had ended there it still would have been a good day. I was still horny as hell, but my dick was about to take a nap.
She didn’t make me feel bad at all. She polished me up, leaned me against the cool brick and had me hold her from behind. She was in a really good, happy mood and I explained the situation.
Long story short, she said she’s tried to do this once before. On a previous occasion she tried this when she thought I’d be here but she hadn’t found me. Yeah, that explained some really weird cryptic texts I had gotten from her that day. She was an adventurous girl but she had never just picked up a stranger while shopping and decided to fuck him.
“Well how much time do you have? You wanna just kick it to tomorrow or you think you can get it up again? We can grab a fro-yo inside and come back here as long as you have the time. I don’t have to be anywhere until evening.”
We took a brief stroll, made out a little, explored the perimeter and came back. Chatting like horny strangers who know they’re going to hook up. We found a better alcove but it had something gross inside (don’t ask, just trust me) so we went back to our first spot.
“Well, I showed you mine, little girl. Will you let me see those tits? They were driving me nuts in the store. I bet you look great topless.”
She smiled she pulled down her top for me. Her beautiful round tits popped out over the top and she cradled them. All the whole looking at me and obviously pleased with my reaction.
“Do you like them, [my real name]?”
“Yes, I do.”
“You can touch them if you want. I like it when they’re touched. Do you want to play with them?”
I did. I held them. Circled her nipples with my thumbs. They were already hard but they stiffened further. I caressed them and pushed them together. Eventually I withdrew my hands.
“Mmmmmm. That was nice…… And would you like to suck on them a bit?”
Put my lips onto them and tasted her flesh. I sucked her and tongued her nipples and she moaned. Id suck them for a bit then nuzzle them with my lips, my chin, my nose, my cheek like I just wanted to be there forever. I used my teeth on the nipples in just the right way that I knew she loved.
“Oh fuck, yessss….” she whispered
I was fully confident that if we just kept going I would be hard again in no time. And as much as I was totally fine with the coercive shit she got off on, it was so fucking good to see her getting super aroused without me having to pretend to be a monster. My head buzzed with that erotic high that just comes with new love and sex.
I stopped and she put her tits away, pleased.
“I’m going to be so upset if I have to go home never having seen that ass, [her name]. I’d love it if you’d turn around and give me a little peek.”
She couldn’t lean over very far since it was a small alcove, but she lifted her short pleated skirt and stuck her rump out for me. She wiggled it enticingly.
“You can take my panties off if you want, mister.”
I knelt on the ground and just buried my face in her crack. We had been out here for a while and she was a bit sweaty. I pinched the thin stretch of fabric running between her legs and guided her damp underwear down to the ground. Her handbag was on the ground too, so I shoved them inside. I gawked at her perfectly sculpted ass and pussy. I kissed her asscheeks and ate her pussy a little bit. It was easier to tickle her asshole with my tongue, so I did that instead.
“Oh, *fuck* mister…. you have such a *fucking* good tongue! You’re making me even more wet!”
I slapped her ass and kneaded it. I eventually put my hands on her hips and make her turn around. Her hands held the slack of her skirt in front of her waist. Her cunt was level with my eyes. It had that wet, aroused, eager look to it, like it was getting ready to wink.
“Oh, are you turning me around because you want to look at my pussy, mister? I hope you like it. Do I have a nice pussy? Are you sad it isn’t shaved?”
I like a bald pussy, but it’s not my favorite. I like how she had it: Closely cropped to I could see her lips all the better. Easy to go down on. Easy to rub with the fingers and feel skin without too much digging. Not stubble and not a forest.
She backed up and leaned against the brick wall on her side of the alcove. She raised one of her legs so I could have an even better view.
“I think it looks great. It’s the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you, [my name]” She smiled. “You can rub it if you’d like. Do you want to finger me?”
Her pussy was so beautiful and inviting. She it would be inviting even if she *wasn’t* literally inviting me to touch it.
“I think I’d like to eat it instead.”
“Even better.”
I knelt in front of her and buried my tongue her cunt. She kept her skirt out of my face and clenched my hair as I fucked her with my tongue. I grooved slowly, like I was listening to a great song.
“Yeahhhhh, yeahhhhh….. lick me….. mmmmm, yes, right therrrre…..”
I do this thing where I basically use my tongue like a pen and I will pretend I’m using it to write the alphabet on a clit one letter at a time slowly and precisely, in perfect cursive script. After five letters I usually suck on the inner labia and just generally do whatever I can tell is working that day. She put her raised leg over my shoulder and kind of perched it on my back.
“Mmmmmmm, fuck, please don’t stop. Oh….. Oh, you like that *pussy*? Is that *good*?”
I layed off the clit for a while. I didn’t want it to work *too* well. I eventually make it through the alphabet but I did it strategically. I played with her asshole, too. Not jamming my finger up inside, but just toying with the entrance and putting repeated pressure against it.
I love eating pussy so much, and the woman in front of me was so beautiful and sexual. I was hard again in short order. Fuck, it’s so easy when you’re in that honeymoon stage.
I broke off and stood in front of her. She loved the taste of herself so I kissed her without hesitation. Her hair was a bit mussed and she was adorable-looking. After a few seconds of making out I asked her the question that I knew would make her adore me:
“So…. you prepped?”
She beamed at me and nodded happily. Like I had asked a little kid if they wanted cotton candy. She reassured me that she was 90% sure she was fine if we did anal.
I presented my dick and she got on her knees again. She was never one for the really slobbery blowjobs you see in porn but that day she was all about fluids. She got my dick hard and slippery. She looked up at me with those huge fucking eyes while she worked.
“Mmm, you’re in the mood for getting fucked in the ass, Squishy”?
Her big brown eyes met mine and she nodded exaggeratedly; her mouth slurping.
“On the first date?”
“Mmm-hmmm!”
“Like a dirty bitch?”
“MMM-HMMMMMMMmmmmmm!”
It took some creativity. We only had pre-cum and saliva for lube. It wasn’t as easy as you see in a porno, but after some very minimal setbacks she spread herself with both hands I was able to get my dick in her ass at a comfortable angle without toppling us. Slowly I slid further up into her ass. It was like I was being gripped by a miniature velvet fist.
“Fill me up…. Fuuuck, fill my asshole with your cock!”
I held her waist. Her skirt was between my hands and her skin, exposing her ass. I loved watching my dick go in and out of her asshole. Anal is fucking fun. I prefer pussy more, but I just loved how completely wild it made her to have her ass filled and emptied. I don’t know if I’m good at anal or if it’s just that she loved it so damned much she made me look like a pro. Like I said in part 8, she loved the out-stroke. It was making her happy and that made me happy. One thing I did really love about anal was the fact that Squishy could take my dick and stand up straighter than if I was in her pussy. I put my hand up her shirt and played with her tits but she told me to finger her cunt instead.
Next to her ear, I softly hissed:
“Fuckkkkk…. your ass is so hot and *tight*”
She was so in the zone by that point that she didn’t have her usual filthy creativity. She just mewed: “Yes” or “Yeahhh” in response to everything.
“Faster please…. Mmmmmmm….”
I increased my speed a bit.
Soon she reached down and pushed my hand out of the way and just started fingerbanging herself furiously. I decided to just keep stroking with abandon and said:
“You want me to fill your sweet little asshole with a nice hot jet of my cum?”
“Yes…. Yes *please!*”
And I did. I was grinding at just the right angle and I knew I was about to cum. I gave a hard shove and pushed as far up as I could go. My dick just started spamming jizz into her but it still took about a minute before she hit her O. She wasn’t as close as I thought. I had mistimed things but I was still hard enough to stay inside her and give her that feeling of fullness she liked.
“Nn! *NNn!* Oh I’m cumming….” she said. Then she started puffing like she had taken a bite of food that was way too hot.
She had wet wipes in her purse and we cleaned up. We walked back to the store parking lot side by side with our arms around each other’s waists. My knees felt like jelly. All weak and trembly. I hurt in weird places but I was still glowing with that erotic high. Intermittently I reached under her skirt and just groped a firm asscheek. She was feeling a bit sentimental that day, I guess, and so we found a patch of lawn to sit on and just chatted about inconsequential things. She looked really pretty with her skirt and I found it hot knowing that her bare ass and pussy were in direct contact with the grass, which was just a bit dry and stiff. I told her this exact thought. She laughed and said she could feel my cum leaking out of her asshole and mixing with the grass and she gave a sort of bounce and wiggle.
God, she was such a delight.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hdj2or/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who
Yes! Oh my God, dude, you’ve fuckimg soaked me again. ?????????? I love jilling to your stories. Repeat yourself All. You. Fucking. WANT! I need morrrrre!
Thanks for writing this hot story! Im looking forward to the next installment!
Well you have an audience so its not an empty theatre!