An early spring night at the end of the week, a group of us decided to go to the bar across the street. I was leaving my Thursday night class, ready to unwind, have a couple of drinks. I see I got a text from a lovely girl I had started to get involved with. She was Persian, tall, slender, bangs and just really down to earth. We’ve only hooked up a couple of times up to this night. “Are you going out with M****l, A******a, and the others?”
I grinned as I was actually not expecting to see her tonight but that message got me oddly excited as at that time in my life I didn’t usually get that excited with seeing people. “I’ll definitely be seeing you tonight,” I replied, trying to play it cool. After some pre-gaming with M****l and a few others at our place, a little buzzed, we decide to head out to the bar to meet up with the girls.
She greets me with this subtle but obvious grin. She’s had a couple of drinks, so I bought us a round. We play a little beer pong at the tables they set up at the bar. M****l and A******a challenge us to a match, and in obvious drunken fashion, we accept. Balls are flying, but we’re half-assed competing with them as we keep getting entangled in one another. My hand rubs against Her back and sides. She locks her finger around my belt, holds my side, buries Her head in my shoulder in embarrassment. I couldn’t tell you who won or lost because we were too fixated on one another to care.
After what seems like an eternity at the bar, a few of us head back across the street to our place. Music and conversations fill the living room and She whispers in my ear, “can we go somewhere to be alone?”
“Yeah,” I smile to Her. My bedroom wasn’t an option that night as it was messy and there were too many people in my place for some quality, uninterrupted time.
“Get a condom,” She says into my ear. I, of course, scurry quickly in and out of my room.
“We’ll be right back,” I tell M****l as I come out of my room and head out the door with Her. Trying to think of a place to go where we won’t be interrupted, I immediately realize that the roof of our apartment complex is easily accessible and no one even thinks to go up there, especially at 1:45am. We sneak our way up the stairwell and quietly open the door, making sure there is no alarm. You can see the hills and much of the valley from up there.
She pulls me towards her and kisses me like I haven’t been kissed in so long. Her lips and tongue taste so sweet. Her hands run through my hair and I pull her into me. “Right here,” she tells me. “Take me right here.”
I don’t hesitate to unbutton and pull down her jeans. Once they get down to her ankles, I bend her over and begin to tease her. I rub along her thighs and then her clit. She’s wet to the touch. Her long, slender legs begin to shake. She reaches behind her to stroke my hardening cock. “I want this,” she says with each stroke. “Put this in me.” I put the condom on as she arches her back. She doesn’t take off her leather jacket or shirt, but my hands still run up her stomach. I play with her small breasts as my cock runs in and out of her in a firm, but gentle manner. She’s fighting every urge to moan as we are right above someone’s apartment.
My thrusts in and out of her get faster. Her thighs shake and I can hear her curse under her breath. The cool air, the view, the moment is at its absolute best to each of us.
“I really want you on top of me right now,” she said. The roof was covered in rocks, leaves from the tree next to the complex, and dirt. “But my coat.” She giggles and moans simultaneously.
“I’ll finish and we can go down to my room after we’re done.” She begins to grind against me, hoping it’ll make me cum faster. She’s so wet and I want to keep going, but the longer we’re up here, bare assed, and deep in her, the higher the risk of getting caught. We go faster and faster.
Her ass pushes firmly against me, twisting in every direction until I can’t fight it back anymore. I feel the rush. I hold her tightly against me as every drop pours out of me.
She loves every bit of it. She’s proud of her work. “Look at that view,” she quietly tells me as I pull out of her. “Now hurry up and let’s get inside. I’m cold.” She pulls up her jeans and casually walks back to the stairwell. I am in awe. As I got dressed, I noticed I am still hard because of Her. I needed more of Her.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ir24mt/after_party_at_our_place_mf
Great! Can’t wait for the next part!