My ex girlfriend and I had been together for three years. We had amazing chemistry from the get-go; sex always came easy to the both of us. She (I’ll call her Christine) had just gotten out of an emotionally abusive relationship with a man that was very sexually repressed. Sex was about him only. Homophobia and bigotry ran in his family. Masturbation was frowned upon, and once when he found a vibrator in her drawer it had been treated as if she had cheated on him. Needless to say, she didn’t really know sex as a healthy expression of who she was.
I had a lot more experience than she did, being a few years older and having never been married and admitted ably a bit of a player in my earlier years, though I’d chilled out in the last ten years. I’ve had two serious relationships, one frustrating sexually and the other with a very uninhibited woman ten years my senior that was really an eye opening experience. Until then, most of my sexual experiences were nothing more than what you’d consider encounters, some of them one night stands, some of them lasting a few weeks or months. I’d never been involved with someone over a longer term and realizing that sex got better the more you came to know your partner was like Sex University to me.
So my current girlfriend and I had wonderful chemistry from the beginning, like I mentioned. We had sex everywhere, at any time. We’d fuck in bed. We’d fuck in a carwash. We’d fuck in the backseat of my truck on a country backroad. Any shyness she had coming out of her 12 year repressive relationship quickly dissipated as she began to trust me. We were continually learning more about each other, and about ourselves. Our sex began to take on a shape, a character, it became an adventure in and of itself. Something in myself was awakened, something primal and animalistic that escapes description but at the same time manifested itself in ways that made me feel alive, powerful. Our lovemaking sessions took on a different flavor, a darker flavor that somehow bathed the both of us in warmth and light. I began to reign over her, mold her to my wants and desires and she slipped into a submissive role that seemed to come natural to her, like something that had been under the surface of her persona for years and was just now manifesting as a surface expression. I found myself staring at her with primal urge in my gaze, and she could feel my contemplation of her sex when we met eyes. Our roles became firmer and more insistent on my part, and she succumbed to my every craving. I owned her, and she relinquished her body to my possession. Her body became mine, and she gave it up willingly. Her pussy became my pussy, her neck became my neck, her mouth belonged to me to use as I felt, whenever I felt. My hands held her firmly in place, in whatever position I desired, whatever position gave me the access I needed to split her open and have my way, taking what was mine and giving her the attention her body and spirit needed.
I”ve never been shy, and that was the case with sexuality and nudity as much as with anyting else. While I’d never had a threesome, I had sex in partial view of others before and it turned me on. I enjoyed having an audience. And with Christine, I had a beautiful, sexy, feminine partner that I couldn’t help but to show off. When going out on a weekend evening I would have her wear tight, sexy clothing that tended to reveal more than it concealed. Once I had her dress up in a short skirt, thigh high boots, and a low cut top with frills on the collar but barely contained her huge tits. We went to the grocery store to pickup a few items, and I sent her in the store by herself, following her in just a few minutes later. I followed her around the store, pretending to be shopping but watching the men in the store checking her out. Some would glance and look away, but I knew in that short glance they had filed everything away that they would need later when jacking off to the image of Christine’s ass poking out from under her skirt while looking at herbal teas on the bottom shelf. Other men weren’t so shy, taking a good long look, from heels to tits to eyes and back to her tits. A few smiled and said hello, and that turned me on immensely. I loved having other men look at Christine with barely concealed desire. One young man, early 20’s, most likely a student at the local college, could barely conceal his horniness. He began to follow Christine around the store, oblivious to me carefully keeping distance and watching them move around one another. We went home and as soon as we got inside the house I moved behind her, close enough so she could feel my presence but not quite touching. I could feel her breathing change as I moved closer. She didn’t turn around, she didn’t say anything, she didn’t move. She stood there like a good girl that was about to be punished for being a bad girl. I moved my left hand up to her ear, then down, below her chin and around her neck. Gentle squeeze, not enough to choke her but enough to command her attention and compliance. I could smell anticipation of sex on her breath. She knew what was coming and she was ready for it. With my right hand I reached down and grabbed the back of her skirt and lifted it over her round ass and draped it over her hips where it wouldn’t slide down. She wasn’t wearing panties, before going to the store I had ordered her to remove them.
I held her neck tight with my left hand as I used my right foot to kick the insides of her feet, spreading her stance. My right hand moved down to the wet slit between her legs. It was obvious that our trip to the grocery store had the same effect on her as it did me. She was hot, her pussy wet and ready, and as I slid a finger down her clit and into her pussy she sharply drew in a breath. I finger fucked her for just a minute, making sure her wetness was spread around and her labia were open to me. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants with my right hand, tightening my grip on her neck with my left. My cock out, I moved closer to her ass and pushed her gently with my hand, bending her over the back of the sofa and putting her heart shaped ass in full view, fluid dripping from her swollen pussy, legs spread wide in a gesture of invitation. I rubbed the head of my cock back and forth on her pussy, rubbing the juices around more and covering my cock with her natural lubrication. When I felt her hole, I straightened up my cock and slid it effortlessly into her hot waiting cunt. I moved in and out, fucking her tight hole as I held her in place with my left hand. Christine moaned with approval, giving in to my desire, making herself mine to have. Faster and faster I fucked her. I could tell by her sharp breathing and quick moans that she was going to cum. I kept the pace, kept the rhythm, and seconds later I could feel her pussy pulsing and throbbing around my thick cock. Her body twitched, racked with waves of pleasure emanating from our loins coming together. Not being able to hold back any longer, I released the hold I had on my own orgasm and plunged deep inside Christine’s pussy, flooding her with cum as I pulled her hair towards me, arching her back and exposing her breasts as I pumped her full of my fluid.
Exhausted, we half stood there, half laid over the back of the sofa, my dick still inside her. I could feel my cum begin to drip out of her and drip down my balls and dripping on my legs as my cock softened and slipped out of her pussy. I released my grip on her neck, moved my face down to her ear and whispered ‘Good Girl’ and kissed her cheek and then her lips. I went to the bathroom to get a warm damp towel to clean her up. We locked eyes and smiled at one another with understanding. She belonged to me, she was mine to use or to show off as I pleased, and we were blissfully happy with being each other’s person.
Then we put the groceries away and watched tv until dozing off on the couch. I’d say The End, but it wasn’t the end. Our adventures continued to grow and evolve along those same lines. Dressing sexy and acting flirtatious in the grocery store seems like childs’ play compared to the exhibitionist escapades we now have. Another story?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jqzz0q/our_adventure_begins