Her curves [MF]

Her thick Carmel curves flash through my mind randomly. Our memories are filled with lust driven passions that I can’t seem to forget.

It started with a random date that was orchestrated through mutual friends. From a look through her pictures I knew that I was physically attracted.

She had thick dark curly hair that complimented her delicate facial structure. Full lips, not to mention a body that was out of this world.

We met up at a local poetry spot and immediately as we locked eyes we both were so comfortable it was really shocking.

The night went by so fast felt like we couldn’t get enough time together. Sadly, the event ended and I didn’t think she would’ve wanted to move that fast so I went home.

The following week she shocked me and invited me over. That was the beginning..

I went over and ended up cooking for her. We ate and the conversation flowed very naturally. As before, time flew and after we smoked I thought she would call it a night.

She didn’t want me to leave. The moment was intoxicating and we both didn’t feel like it was over yet.

I remember kissing her a couple times before we just completely devoured each other. She was so beautiful from her reactions to her curves.

From head to toe I couldn’t get enough. I stuck my tongue in her fat pussy as she quiver and screamed trying to run away from the pleasure.

I pinned her down in place and kept sucking on her clit while I made her submit to me verbally. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled as she came for me.

After she that she kept begging me to fuck her, saying the nastiest things as she made her was down to my dick.

She began sucking me off which to this day I can never forget. She sucked me off with such passion and intensity that it made me almost animalistic.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I needed to be inside her. I ordered her on her back and slowly slide inside of her. She was so tight that I had to tease her for a while so she could take all of me.

By the time I worked into a rhythm where I could fuck her the way she needed she was speaking to me in Spanish.

It was motivating, not that I was lacking any at that point.

She grabbed her ankles and I went deeper, we were both speaking to each other in tongues and nasty nothings.

Sucking each other’s tongues and both announcing our orgasms. She came loud and hard while trying to push me off.

Once again, I pinned her in place and pounded her tight little pussy till it was my turn. I pulled out, glistening with her juices around my shaft as I shot out rope after rope on her stomach.

I miss it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hja5nw/her_curves_mf