My (28F) ex (35M) and I have been getting to know each other again, mostly through sex. I want more, but we’ve decided to take things slow as far as a relationship goes. We’ve come up with the compromise not to be just fuck buddies, but to casually date each other- no labels, no commitment, just spending time with one another with a possibility of it going further if we both decide to later down the road. I’ve vowed not to be super clingy and let my emotions get the best of me and he has vowed to put in more effort despite his busy life.
One Friday I was shocked to receive a text message from him inviting me out to dinner, however, there was a slight catch. He wanted my family member’s phone number so that he could purchase fireworks. I’m not sure of the exchange he had with my family member, but in the end, he went solo to get the fireworks and instead suggested we go on a hike later. Well, mother nature had other motives, and it rained hard, ruining all chances of a hike. Needless to say I was a little jilted when I found myself picking up take-out to bring to his house instead of either of the aforementioned “dates”.
He retrieved a couple beers and we ate our food on his couch while his favorite musician played a “live” concert in the background. I attempted to make conversation and found out the fireworks were for a party he was going to on July 4th. A party we both went to last year, together. I began to get into my feelings. I felt like he was using me. He used my connections for fireworks for a party I was not even invited to, and then used me to bring him food. After I finished my meal, I explained that I was just going to go home as I felt as though he got what he wanted from me already.
“Would you even have asked me out with you tonight if you didn’t need something from me?” I exclaimed.
He was flabbergasted and explained that he did in fact want to see me that night and no, he was not using me for my connections or to be his own personal Doordash. He even went on to tell me he already had my family member’s contact info but used that as an excuse for us to hang out. Not sure why he even felt he needed an excuse, but with that I decided to put my emotions aside and to stay.
We cuddled up on the couch and finished watching the concert. I was still upset, but with my head resting in his lap and his fingers running through my hair, I could not keep that emotion much longer. As the concert came to an end, he began to explore my body with his hands, teasing the waistband of my shorts, lightly caressing my cleavage, and even planted a kiss on the top of my head. I don’t know what it is about this man, but he makes me melt in his hands. It was quiet until he broke the silence.
“I’m glad that you decided to stay.” He exclaimed. “I really did want to go on a date with you tonight, I’m sorry things did not work out as planned.” Given our track record, I was less than convinced.
“Uh huh, Ok” I retorted. He playfully spanked me before pulling me in closer towards him.
“I mean it you brat!” He tickled me, causing me to giggle and sit up to escape his reach. I attempted to get up, but he pulled me back down onto his lap again. I instinctively threw my legs over his and straddled him.
He leaned in to kiss me softly “Let’s do something…” he suggested between soft pecks.
“Do what?” I asked, sliding in closer to him, feeling his growing erection under his pants pressing against me.
He slid his hand inside the front of my shirt, rubbing my soft breast before flicking my nipple with his fingers. “I know you’ve always wanted to be fucked outside, how about we make that happen?”
I was intrigued. I had said countless times before that I wanted to be fucked either on his porch or in the woods. It was one of my fantasies, wanting to be fucked in nature. I couldn’t believe what he was suggesting, and I attempted to call his bluff. “Isn’t it too wet outside?” I asked.
“We’ll go into the woods.” He retorted. He moved his hands down between my legs and grazed my inner thighs before sliding a finger between my skin and the fabric of my jean shorts. I felt his finger sneak it’s way under my panties and trace the length of my slit which had been growing with wetness. “Plus, it’s pretty wet already.” He teased. I agreed and hopped off of him, grinning from ear to ear. He grabbed a thick blanket and led me outside, into the dark.
The grass was wet under my feet and I had grabbed his hand so that he could guide me as my eyes were struggling to adjust to the darkness. The rain had made it cool outside and there were hundreds of fireflies blinking across the sky and lining the treeline.
We made our way to a small opening to the woods in the back of his yard beyond his barn. I helped him to lay down the blanket and then we embraced. He kissed me softly at first, then put more passion into it, his tongue making its way past my lips. Soon we were kneeling on the blanket and making out, our hands running all over each other. I helped him get me out of my jean shorts and panties and he pushed me back onto the ground. His fingers quickly found their way between my legs again and I let out a soft moan as I felt him push a finger inside me while one circled my sensitive clit.
“You have to be quiet.” He warned, thinking of his neighbors. I nodded my head, though I doubt he could see it in the dark. I writhed under his touch as he slid another finger inside me and began to finger fuck my soaking wet pussy until I was brought to my first orgasm. I sat up and took off my tank top and bra, exposing my pale white body which was practically glowing in the dark. I then helped him pull off his shirt and his shorts until we were both naked. I wanted to take control now. I pushed him down on the blanket, placing my balled-up shirt under his neck for support. I absolutely love his cock, and I very much so enjoy having it in my mouth.
I grabbed the base of his cock with my hand and wrapped my lips around its swollen head. I licked up and down his length before sucking him. His hands made their way to my head and he gathered my hair in his hands holding it off to the side as he guided my head. I bobbed up and down as he let out slow, soft moans. I varied my speed and alternated between sucking and licking. I felt his hand pressing my head down lightly and took his entire length into my mouth, my chin pressing against his balls as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. He held me there for a moment before releasing me, tears slightly welling up in my eyes from being gagged. I was drunk on his dick and needed to feel it inside me.
I straddled him again, giving him a face full of my breasts as I teased his hard cock by grinding my wetness into him.
“Fuck me.” He whispered into my ear, before nibbling at my earlobe while moving his hips upwards. I felt his cock enter my pussy without any strain and I moved my hips around, getting the feel of him inside me, filling me up. I could feel his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them to enter me even deeper. I worked up a rhythm as I felt my orgasm building again. I could see cars drive by on the street as we could not have been more than a few hundred feet away from it and it made me even more excited. I felt so dirty, but also so free. It was amazing and I rocked myself back and forth causing friction between my clit and his pubic bone.
He knew what I was trying to achieve and leaned forward, taking one nipple into my mouth while his fingers worked at my other one. That angle caused even more friction and from the sensations of his warm tongue and him biting with his teeth at one nipple while his fingers pulled at my other nipple and his hard cock buried inside my pussy made me lose control.
“Cum for me babe”. He commanded and I happily obliged, feeling my pussy tighten around his cock inside me. He held onto me as I threw my head back in pleasure, riding him slowly as I came to a climax. My pussy continued to contract around his cock and I collapsed on top of him, panting.
“Good girl”. He whispered brushing his lips across my cheek. I did not get much of a break however as he rolled me off of him and asked me to get on my knees. I did as I was told and got on my knees, putting my ass up into the air. I was looking right out at the street and the menagerie of fireflies at the wood clearing while he got behind me and grabbed my hips.
I felt him enter me from behind. “God you’re so damn wet. You like being fucked outside don’t you?”
“Yes.” I admitted between moans as he got into a rhythm. He spanked my ass lightly a few times and I began to press back into him, encouraging him to go harder, further. The sounds of his balls clapping my flesh echoed and then I felt him slow down. With his cock still inside me, he reached around front to my clit and where my wetness was gathering, dripping down my thighs. I felt his thumb rub across my clit briefly before rubbing it through my wetness.
He pressed his thumb, lightly lubricated with my own juices against my asshole and beckoned me to relax. I could feel branches under the blanket pressing into my knees and lowered myself down more, until I was in more of a prone position and relaxed until I felt his thumb press into me more. He moved it around a bit before inserting it up until the knuckle. He then went back to fucking me.
I brought my fingers up to my clit and rubbed it furiously as he filled both of my holes. It didn’t take long before my orgasm built up again and I looked up at the fireflies dancing around as pleasure flowed again throughout my entire body. I must have been too loud with my moans because he then removed his thumb and smacked my ass hard.
“Shhhh.” He urged. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum”. He warned. He grabbed my hips and bucked into me. I felt his cock swell inside me which sent me over the edge. I felt his warm cum spurt out into my pussy as my walls clenched around his cock milking out every last drop. He placed his hands on my lower back, bracing himself as he let out a slow grunt. He stayed inside me for a moment until a car flew down the street, bringing us back to reality.
We dressed ourselves and made the trek back to the house. I could feel his cum leaking out of me and my legs were weak. Once inside we toweled our feet dry from the wet grass and I went to the bathroom to clean up. When I exited the bathroom, he was in the living room tidying up.
“I’m exhausted”. He announced, gathering our empty beer bottles and food containers. “I’m ready for bed.”
“Oh” I blurted out. In the past I would ask him if he wanted me to stay the night and he would just say that I could stay if I wanted to, but this night was different.
“You should stay here tonight.” He suggested, moving towards me and taking me into his arms. He kissed my forehead and I said OK.
While he went to the bathroom I had gone to my car to fetch my charger and a bottle of water only to find him standing in the doorway of the front porch.
“I thought you were staying?” He asked almost concerned. It made my chest tighten up a bit. He really did want me to stay the night I had thought to myself. Maybe he was trying.
I explained that I was just grabbing my things and followed him back inside and into the bedroom. We undressed again and climbed onto bed and under the covers.
He turned off the lights and put some music on. We cuddled a bit before saying goodnight. Normally he would roll over and I would be left wondering if I should cuddle him from behind or just roll over myself and fall asleep. I rolled over onto my side and was surprised when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close.
I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I drifted off to sleep, feeling the warmth of his body against mine.
For the first time since we started getting to know each other again I felt like more than just a fuck to him. I also felt myself falling for him again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hrb6cy/my_f_ex_m_recently_helped_me_fulfill_my_fantasy
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