Tonight’s sex started out ordinary enough with 69 and a bit of missionary, positions my boyfriend and I often like to start with to warm me up. So I didn’t expect it to end so damn good, the way it did.
“Do you want to ride me?” he asked, apparently reading my mind, because that’s exactly what I wanted to do.
I climbed on top of him, and he put his dick inside me while we started kissing. For a moment, I barely moved, just enjoying him being inside me. Then I slowly started bobbing up and down, teasing him by holding back.
I know whenever I ride him, he wants to just take over the thrusting and pound me until me eyes roll back, but tonight I told him, “no”.
I marvelled at the look on his face as I sped up the slightest bit more. I was drawing this out, enjoying the pleasure I could read on him. When he looks at me with total lust, I can’t help myself, it’s so hot, I just want to keep seeing that face.
It was starting to feel better for me too now, as I leaned back a little so he rubbed against my g spot. Once again he tells me he wants to fuck me, and once again I respond with “not yet”. I was going to have my fun for a little longer.
I picked up the vibrator that was sitting on the bed, and turned it on, pressing it against my clit. I nearly started orgasming as soon as it touched me, but I try to keep the rhythm up for a little longer. I think he’s already joining in, starting to match my rhythm, but I can’t quite tell if I’m imagining it.
“Now,” I whispered, giving up on my own bouncing and submitting to his quick upward thrusts.
I try to keep myself upright so the vibrator can keep in contact with my clit, and soon I’m orgasming, again and again.
“Fuck, I want to cum in you,” he said. He says it a lot, but never does because I’m worried about the risk, even though I’m on birth control.
Secretly, I’ve wanted to try it, I’ve thought about it plenty of times, but I’ve always held back and told him not to, for that same reason. I thought he’d do the same this time, but surprisingly I was wrong.
“I’m going to cum,” he warns me. He would usually lift me off him at the perfect moment, but this time he doesn’t even try.
A subtle warmth fills me, and I’m not surprised, but I don’t know how to react.
I stay on top of him for a while longer, making out passionately while in between kisses, we laugh at what just happened. It’s nice just staying there like that. When I finally move off him, I collapse beside him on the bed, happy.
“I just wanted to remember what it felt like,” he said. “I won’t do it again, not any time soon at least.”
“It’s not even a special occasion,” I laughed.
“I made it a special occasion. You’ll definitely remember this sex.”
When it happened, it didn’t feel like anything special, just funny and different. But the more I tried to decide whether I liked it, and the more I remembered the sex, it felt hot. At first it was just the “taboo” factor of trying to be extra safe but giving into temptation, but it soon evolved into something that part of me wants to happen again.
Later we have more sex, as when I unfortunately have to go home afterwards, I can’t pry myself off him; every step of getting dressed and getting out the door makes me want to jump his bones again, an intense feeling of passion and desire.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jmmaqk/well_i_f21_didnt_tell_him_m21_not_to_creampie_me
Oh man you’ve just unlocked an aspect of sex that is so intimate and so good you won’t want to stop. Very hot that you already know you want to feel his cum inside you again
Who tf gave the wholesome award xD. And op, nice story