As always, scroll to the dashes to skip the backstory and get straight to the sex.
I went to my boyfriend’s place for a date night the other night. I dressed up for the occasion in an irridescent deep red bias cut dress which falls just past my knees. I look great in this dress – it simultaneously flatters my tall, slender figure and well proportioned curves while somehow still leaving everything to the imagination. I paired it with black platform shoes, a black collar with small chains dangling from it, and a pair of high cut black mesh panties from Victoria’s Secret. No bra, I find them uncomfortable, plus I have (average sized) perky breasts, so it doesn’t make much difference to my appearance.
When I arrived, we decided to have a glass of wine together in the living room before he made us dinner. A glass somehow turned into a few glasses, as we were deep in conversation, and time passed quickly. We were both getting pleasantly tipsy when he leaned in to kiss me. It started as a quick, closed-mouth kiss. Then another. Then another. Until, almost simultaneously, we both put our wine glasses down on the coffee table and began a heated make-out session.
–‐————— Sexy things start here-ish————–
I got up and straddled him before leaning in to kiss him again. Both of our breathing was quickening and our hands were wandering. We were moaning into each other’s mouths. I could feel him growing hard underneath me and began to grind my crotch agaist his erection through his jeans. His hand found its way up under my dress and he began stimulating my clit with a circular motion through the thin mesh fabric of my underwear, which I was sure by now must be soaked.
It was clear where things were headed, but I was aware we could be walked in on at any moment. We were on the livingroom couch, which directly faces the front door as you walk in. I asked when his housemate would be home.
“I don’t know. Later”
“I ask because I’m wondering if we should move to the bedroom”
“Probably, but… nah I think we’re ok, he said he would be out late and might not even come home until tomorrow”
Back to kissing. I unbuttoned his jeans and began to stroke his cock, which is lovely and thick.
He moaned and pushed me over so that I was lying on my back with my legs hanging off the couch. The position I was in was somehow pulling my choker tight around my neck – I think one of the chains danging from it might have been caught under his shoulder – but I was quite enjoying the accompanying light headed sensation as we kissed. I felt his now throbbing erection pressing into the side my thigh. He reached under my dress again. His long fingers, which I love so much, pulled my underwear to the side to give him access to my pussy. With a few up-and-down stroking motions, he separared my labia, which were already engorged and well-lubricated with my arousal. He lifted my clitoral hood and began use a circular motion to rub my clit directly (NB: I really enjoy this but it’s much too intense for some people, ask your partner before you do it!). He pushed a finger up inside me and began to rub my g-spot, alternating between this and my clit. He is very tuned into the way my vaginal muscles relax and allow me to accomodate more as I get more turned on, and like usual, he knew just the right moment to give me a second finger. The tingly sensations between my thighs shot up through my body. I remember catching myself moaning “fuck, fuck, FUCK” over and over.
I don’t know how much time passed like this, but at some stage the light headedness from being choked by my collar was increasing in intensity. I didn’t want to pass out, so I sat up and took it off while explaining what had happened. We both laughed. He had also sat up to move out of my way, and I could see the swollen head of his hard cock poking out from under the waistband of his underwear. Almost intuitively, I reached over to take hold of it and began to masturbate him with long, firm strokes.
I moved my head down to his lap and tugged his jeans and boxers down just far enough to give me better access. I licked his balls. I then licked along the length of his frenulum from base to tip a couple of times, swirling my tongue around the head and giving it a little suck as I reached the top. He was moaning and stroking my back. I began to take him deeper into my mouth. It took me a few sucks to deep throat him; I consider myself quite good at it, but it can be challenging with people whose penises are on the girthier side. As I got him down my throat, my efforts were rewarded with a deep groan. There were tears in my eyes, but I didn’t mind. After showing off by taking his full length a few times, I shifted my attention to sucking and slurping on head of his cock while I worked the shaft with my hands. His moans got louder, and I could feel his cock growing even bigger and harder in my mouth. I could tell he was getting close, but I wanted him inside me before he came. I replaced my mouth with my hand. “Do you want to fuck?” “Please”.
He sat up on the couch and I straddled him again. I took hold of his big beautiful dick and rubbed it against my clit. I asked if it was ok to fuck him without a condom (I’ve got an IUD), and he moaned an eager “yes”. I used the head of his cock to part my labia, angled his shaft towards me and lowered myself down onto him. I was so wet and horny, I was able to take it all straight away. Our anatomy is very compatible; I can take his entire length when I’m aroused, but only just, in a way that makes me feel wonderfully full and puts just the right amount of pressure on my cervix. I began to ride him hard, placing myhands on the wall behind him to get more leverage. He was moaning like crazy, swearing and telling me I fuck him so good.
He grabbed my butt with both hands and began to rock his hips in time with my thrusts. Because of the position we were in, my clit was rubbing against his stomach, and he tensed his abs to give me better friction. One of his hands on my butt cheek had crept inwards, and he started to rub my asshole. I moaned in encouragement, I love anal and love to feel both my holes filled at once. He said, “Tell me you want it,” which I found so sexy. “I want it! Please! Finger my ass!” He pushed his finger in and it felt amazing. Anal stimulation makes all the blood rush to my clit and makes everything feel so sensitive and intense. I would have cum in minutes, but my loving his finger up my ass seemed to push him over the edge, and he told me he was going to cum. “Mmmm yes, cum in me, I want it, fill me up with it!” I kept fucking him as he came hard. I felt the throbbing and pulsing of his cock as he shot his load inside me.
After we caught our breath, we realized it was getting late, and he should start cooking. We both wanted more, but I accidentally fell asleep laying on his chest after dinner. He made it up to me the next morning though and ate me out for an hour, making me cum in his mouth.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jwcp4r/mf_hot_sex_with_my_30f_boyfriend_27m_on_the_couch
Lovely. Was that the first time you two went without a condom (if you asked him to go without)?