[FM] The First Man to Make Me Cum (Part 2)

“I want to fuck you on this couch, if that’s alright with you.”

We left off with Laith and I on the couch, right after he made me come with some pretty amazing oral sex. He had me straddling him as he sat on the couch. I was naked, and Laith was shirtless. His grey sweatpants did little to hide his dick, which was hard and pressed against his leg. They were also covered in a fair bit of my cum, where my wet pussy was pressed up against him. We made out for a bit, me slowly grinding my hips. I may have only had sex once before, but I was a natural at dancing, and it came in handy.

Honestly, I wasn’t experienced at all, and Laith knew that. But I felt like I had something to prove, so I kissed Laith slow and deep, and then got down on my knees. I slowly started to rub his dick through his sweatpants, and he let out a groan. Using one hand I traced around his dick with my fingertips, paying special attention to the head. I was honestly doing this to amp myself up more than anything, but Laith was getting harder beneath my fingers.

I reached up to his waistband, and he practically ripped those sweatpants off before I could even try. I laughed a bit, definitely nervous. He just smiled and put his hands behind his head. Laith’s dick was standing at full attention. Decent size, perfect thickness. I positioned myself between his legs, and started to lick and suck on his balls, his dick resting against my face. I reached up with one hand and started stroking his dick. Every time I made it to the tip, I used my thumb to swirl around the head. This is pretty much my my signature move now.

Brief intermission for anyone saying “you only had sex once before, this is made up!”. Let me tell you something – porn has its problems, but it taught me a lot. Between the tequila and Tila Tequila, I was set. (This whole paragraph was just for that pun.)

Anyways. After a few minutes of that, I decided it was time to try and fit that beautiful dick in my mouth. I pulled my mouth off of Laith’s balls, and continued to stroke his dick. I looked up into his eyes and started to lick the tip of his dick. He had one hand in my hair, tangled in my curls. I was so nervous. I wrapped my lips around the head of his dick, and gently sucked as I stroked. I slowly worked up the courage to go down further, and then came back up. A little further down, then back up. I kept stroking, alternating hands when I got tired. I didnt make it all the way down, but I kept my hand at the base of his dick so that not an inch was left behind.

Laith was really nice to me. He used his hand to gently guide me up and down, but didnt force me. My jaw started to hurt, so I pulled back and was about to suck his balls again, but he pulled me up to kiss him instead. I got back into his lap, his wet warm dick between us. “Ready?”, he asked between kisses. “Absolutely.”

He got up quickly to grab a condom, and slipped it on. One more shot for me, for the nerves. My legs were already shaking. We returned to our former position, and he held my hips right above his dick. I grabbed onto him and guided him to my pussy. He pulled me down onto him quickly, but gently. He got about halfway down, and then back up. A little bit further the next time, and then he was all the way in me on the third try. It did hurt a bit, but the pain just felt so, so good.

“Fuck … you’re so wet”, he said. He pulled me back up, and I could see that my juices had soaked his neatly trimmed pubic hair. I just laughed, and he continued to guide me up and down his shaft. Then he pulled out completely and instructed me to get on my hands and knees on the couch, my thighs against the armrest. I was at perfect height for him to fuck me doggystyle, his thick dick stretching my tight hole. It’s hard to get me to cum from penetration, but I enjoy every second of it. I remember thinking in that moment that I didnt know how a penetrative orgasm could feel better than how sex with Laith felt. I’d find out, eventually.

Laith started to speed up, which increased that hurts-so-good feeling. I was moaning so loudly that I had to put my face in the couch cushions to muffle the sound. Laith started to groan, and then he slammed all the way in me. I could feel his dick pulse and throb a few times, and then he slowly pulled out. He sat down, and I flipped over so I could lay down with my feet in his lap.

We caught our breath, avoiding eye contact. “I’ve kind of wanted to do that for a while,” Laith said, breaking the silence. I really didn’t know what to say. Somewhere during our many late night chats about Laith’s ex-girlfriend, he realized he found me attractive. While I was trying to avoid crushing on him, he was crushing on me, big time.

That night, I crashed at the apartment he shared with Anne, this time in his bed instead of hers. And as for what happened next… well just let me know if you want more. :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iijh93/fm_the_first_man_to_make_me_cum_part_2