When I finished my grad program, I decided to celebrate with a massive backpacking trip across central Europe. My job didn’t need me to start until the fall, so I had the whole summer to run around trying incredible food, sightseeing, and getting hopelessly, wonderfully lost. Some of my friends cycled through joining me for different legs of the journey, so I was never alone for very long, but I was rarely with the same friend for more than two weeks. It was an incredible trip.
The only downside was that my then-boyfriend (now-husband) Henry couldn’t make it because he had a new job that wouldn’t let him take vacation time in the first couple months. We would Skype over shitty hostel wifi when we could, but for the most part we just sent each other disjointed WhatsApp messages intermittently while on vastly different sleep schedules. Although we had been dating for over a year and moved in together shortly before I left, it was still awkward. After having finally ended the long-distance portion of our relationship, I felt weird that I was suddenly jet-setting off to have a vacation while he was stuck at home working a new job in the city where he had moved to be with me. So there was a healthy portion of guilt eating away at me whenever I saw a text from him that had been sent hours prior. This guilt was only compounded by the fact that I was scheduled to be staying in a hotel on the beach in Croatia on his birthday. Henry, for his part, never once made me feel guilty. But there’s no logical basis when it comes to spiraling thinking you’re being a selfish, shitty girlfriend.
The afternoon of Henry’s birthday, I checked into the hotel, my hair frizzy and my sunburned shoulders aching from the weight of my backpack. While the receptionist checked on my room status, I snagged the wifi information, put in my headphones, and called my friend Elizabeth, an early riser who was scheduled to arrive at the hotel the next evening to join me in the beachfront leg of my journey.
“Hey, lady!” I smiled when she picked up, “You done packing yet?”
“Heyyy, Lily,” she winced, “About that…”
“What happened? Are you ok?”
“I’m totally fine, but work had an emergency. I’m not gonna make it.”
“What?!” I cried, before covering my mouth and shrugging down in embarrassment when I saw a couple other patrons had turned to stare at the loud American, “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, I’m so sorry.”
“Dude, what am I supposed to do by myself for a week here?” I whispered.
“I know you’ll think of something. I’m sorry, I gotta go. You should call Henry though – I just talked to him.”
“He’s up already?”
“Yeah, I think he’s waiting for your call.”
“Oh, ok.”
“I’m sorry, Lil.”
“No, I get it. I just hope you can get reimbursed for your tickets.”
“Let me worry about that,” she laughed, “You just have fun, ok?”
“Yeah, ok.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
I hung up and took a deep breath. Well, fuck. I told myself to suck it up and not complain to Henry about it on his birthday, but I was not looking forward to spending the next week alone in a country where I didn’t speak the language. Elizabeth had been the one to insist on booking this fancy hotel instead of the usual hostel living that I preferred. I could afford the room on my own, but at a hostel I would have been able to meet other travelers and not spend the whole week alone. Maybe I could make friends at the hotel bar? Nah, they’d think I was hitting on them. I’d think of something. With one hand, I patted down my hair and swiped away the sweat under my eyes before video calling Henry. He picked up after only one ring. “Hey, jet-setter!” he grinned.
My rousing rendition of “Happy Birthday” got caught in my throat as his words reached my ears twice on a delay. In the background of his sun-lit image was a familiar, frizzy-haired woman with sunburned shoulders. I whipped around. Henry’s broad back was facing me, his shoulders shaking with laughter. Without making the conscious decision to do so, I dropped my phone on my backpack and leapt onto his shoulders, peppering kisses to his cheek as tears of delight filled the corners of my eyes. “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!” I cried between pecks.
He shoved his phone in his pocket and deftly grabbed me with one arm, rotating me around him to hold me face-to-face. He kissed me deeply, both of us completely forgetting that we were in public. Slowly, he released me to let me stand on the tile floors on my own two feet. “How long have you guys been planning this?” I asked incredulously, my arms wrapping around his waist and my cheek pressing against his chest.
“About a month?”
“A month? Did Elizabeth even buy her ticket? Which one of you initiated this? How did you get the time off of work?”
“I might be the bottom of the ladder, but they’re not monsters. They let me take a week off unpaid.”
“I get you for a WEEK? When did you get here? Do you have your return ticket already? Wait, I have to change the room to a double bed instead of two singles.”
He laughed and squeezed me tighter. “It’s all taken care of, and you need to chill the fuck out.”
“In the history of your life, has telling a woman, especially me, to chill out ever worked for you?”
“I keep holding out hope.”
I smiled up at him and kissed him again softly. “Happy birthday,” I whispered.
Henry’s dark brown eyes met mine, and I knew we were thinking the same thing. I released him and turned to the receptionist, blushing madly at just how public our displays of affection had been. “Is the room ready?” I asked in an intentionally measured voice.
Not even ten minutes later, Henry and I were alone in the hotel room, a beachfront suite that his parents had shelled out for as a birthday present, or so he told me in the elevator on the way up. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, his mouth was on mine. My fingers clutched his shirt. Our bodies pressed together, his hands wandering from cupping the back of my neck to my waist to my ass. I broke the kiss as I felt his erection stir against my stomach. “I haven’t showered in a while,” I admitted.
“That’s hot,” he teased, his mouth traveling up my jaw and down my neck.
I giggled and squirmed away from his lips. “I also haven’t shaved since I left. Anywhere.”
He grabbed my shirt hem and lifted the fabric up and off of me. “Even hotter,” he laughed, reaching for me again.
I put a hand on his chest to stop him. “You smell like airplane, and I am covered with at least three different kinds of grime. We’re showering first.”
He was hot on my heels into the bathroom. Our quick battle over the handle ended with my concession, acknowledging both his status as the Birthday Boy and the logic of taking a colder shower when we had both been baking in the heat. Over the next several minutes, we washed each other slowly, the floral-scented hotel soap filling the small bathroom with its aroma. I was in heaven. His strong fingers massaged my scalp as the final suds of my conditioner circled the drain. I leaned my head back against his chest and sighed contentedly, his hands traveling down my body until one arm was wrapped around my chest and the other around my stomach. My own hands wandered up his body behind me, my left hand holding his thigh and my right hand reaching up to grab the back of his head.
He tucked his face into my neck and swayed us gently back and forth, humming contentedly against my wet skin. Arousal built in my lower stomach. Sensing my shift from romantic to sexual, the arm wrapped around my chest slid gently until one of his large hands was squeezing my breasts together, his palm and his fingertips pinching my nipples slightly. My legs buckled, but he held me firm. “I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered, pressing hot kisses against my neck.
His other hand slid down to cup my pussy firmly. I pressed my weight against his fingers. “I need you,” I panted quietly.
His middle finger slipped between my pussy lips, the pad of his fingertip expertly circling my aching clit. The moan that escaped from my lips echoed in my ears. My left hand snaked up his thigh to grab his hardened cock, my frantic movements jerking him roughly as my desperation became apparent. Henry laughed softly in my ear. “You aren’t going to let me take it slow, are you?” he murmured, his lips tickling me.
I shook my head and turned in his arms to face him, one hand still tugging his cock and enjoying the weight of it in my hand. “I wanna go fast,” I laughed in my best *Talladega Nights* impression.
He roared with laughter, his head tipping back as he gently circled my wrist with his hand and stopped my movements. He put on a Southern accent and played along, “Well you’d better head on to bed, little filly. If you ain’t first, yer last.”
With a sharp smack to my ass, eliciting a yelp, he turned off the shower and handed me a towel. I threw it back at his face and ran into the bedroom. “Is that how it is?” he called from the bathroom.
I laughed, leaping onto the bed and ignoring its groan of protest. Rivulets of water flowed onto the bedspread from my skin, my hair soaking the pillow as I starfished face-down. Henry’s heavy footsteps followed me in. He slowed down as he neared the bed. His fingers brushed against my ankles before his palms gradually slid up my legs until they reached my ass. I moaned softly as he massaged my cheeks. My ass arched almost involuntarily. Without warning, his hands spread me and his face buried into me from behind, his tongue pushing into my warm cunt and lapping at me as if I were the juiciest fruit on earth. “Oh, fuck!” I cried, my fingers scratching at the bedspread, “Henry!”
He pulled me up to my knees and buried his face deeper into me, his tongue flicking against my clit and his nose pressing into my pussy. One of his hands smacked my ass roughly. “Again!” I demanded.
Sharp blows landed against my cheeks again and again, the stinging sending shockwaves straight to my core. My moans became more frequent and higher pitched. Not once did his tongue miss a beat, its relentless licking and swirling drawing shallow gasps from my lungs. With a final, harsh lick, He stood upright. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he informed me, “and it isn’t gonna be gentle.”
“It better not be,” I teased, looking over my shoulder at him and wiggling my ass jokingly.
He grinned and climbed up on the bed behind me. “Don’t test me, woman,” he warned, sliding the tip of his cock up and down my drenched pussy.
I felt Henry line up the tip of his erection against my entrance, and I pushed back against him slowly. We moaned in unison as he slid easily inside. After months of missing him, my body was more than ready to accommodate his cock. He held his breath and docked himself deep inside me. My torso slid forward to press against the bed as I exhaled on another moan, my back arched and my ass displayed for him. We paused for a moment. His hands tightened around my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as we both adjusted. Fuck, I had missed this. I had missed him. Oh so slowly, Henry dragged his cock out of me, my teeth biting down on the pillow. Without warning, he slammed back into me. “Fuck!” I cried.
He laughed and spanked me again before grabbing onto my hips. “Too much?” he asked teasingly, knowing the answer.
“Not enough,” I challenged back at him.
Immediately, he set a punishing pace, the headboard slamming against the wall as he pounded me from behind. I let out quiet yelps of pleasure with every pump, my body sinking even more into the bed. Henry slid his hands up my body until they reached my shoulders. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Think you can take more?”
A garbled moan of assent bubbled up from my throat. He laughed and placed his hands on the bed on either side of my shoulders as he fucked me harder, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure up my body. I buried my face into the pillow and screamed softly. “Don’t stop!” was my muffled cry.
Even with the air conditioning and the cold shower, sweat dripped down our bodies. One of my hands grabbed onto his forearm as the other slid between my body and the bed to rub my clit. “You gonna cum for me now?” he breathed in my ear.
“Please don’t stop,” I begged, desperation evident in my voice without a hint of embarrassment.
Pleasure built and built in my lower stomach, the muscles in my upper thighs and arms tingling as I felt my orgasm grow. My fingertips rubbed my clit harshly. He bit down on my shoulder, the pain sending me over the edge. I screamed his name into the pillow as my body shook. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered in my ear, his hot breath tickling my neck.
He kept pumping into me, prolonging my orgasm until it slowly evaporated into a dull, full-body pleasure. “Henry,” I whimpered, my breathing nowhere close to normal, “Please. I need you to cum.”
“Can you get on top?”
Ugh. I hate cowgirl, but it was his birthday. “Of course!” I chirped, determined to please him.
He kissed my back as he rolled off of me, his hands helpfully grabbing my forearms to pull me upright while he settled into a seated position against the headboard. We laughed as my shaky legs gave out slightly. Careful not to land a knee somewhere it shouldn’t go, I straddled him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips met softly. Henry angled the tip of his cock against my pussy. “Take your time,” he whispered.
Biting my lip and meeting his gaze, I slowly sank down on his cock. “Just like that,” he moaned, his head leaning back.
One of my hands grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at me. My lips crashed against his as I oh so slowly lifted and lowered myself once. I kissed him deeply for a long moment before leaving a trail of kisses up his sharp jawline to his ear. “Tell me what you want,” I moaned softly.
Henry’s hands palmed my ass to help me set a painfully slow pace, my pussy gripping his cock as I dragged myself up and down his erection. “Fuck,” he groaned, “I want to cum inside you.”
“You want to cum in my pussy?” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear, “Or do you want me to finish you off in my mouth? It *is* your birthday.”
I squeezed his cock with a kegel as I asked. He let out a moan, his fingers digging into my ass to pull himself deeper inside me. “You keep doing that, and it’s not going to be a conscious decision,” he laughed.
We rocked against each other slowly, my forehead pressing against his neck as my cheek rested on his shoulder. One of my hands played with the soft hairs on the back of his head, the other sliding down between us to circle my clit just as slowly as our tortuous pace. He sighed contentedly. “Fuck, I needed this,” he murmured, his hands leaving my ass to slide down to my upper thighs.
“I missed you so much,” I whispered.
“You didn’t forget my existence while you were off galavanting with Europeans?”
“Fuck Europeans,” I kidded, leaning up to look him in the eye, “I got my fill of them in college.”
Our pace began to gradually pick up speed as we joked around. “Please don’t talk about your past conquests while my dick is inside you,” he laughed.
“Why, are you getting a little insecure?”
“You also don’t have to use the word ‘little’ when I’m naked.”
“Why, are you getting massively, throbbingly insecure?”
He smirked and placed his feet flat on the bed so he could begin thrusting up to meet my movements. “Massive, huh?”
“One of the biggest insecurities I’ve ever seen. Definitely the best one. My favorite insecurity.”
“It got harder to deal with since you’ve been gone. You’ve always known how to handle it.”
Soft gasps spilled from my lips, matched by Henry’s quiet groans. He slapped one of my ass cheeks and pumped into me harder. I tried to make another quip, but it got caught in my throat as my body flushed with pleasure, my skin burning up and my fingers rubbing my clit harder and harder. We locked eyes. “Fuck, Lily,” he moaned.
“I’m so close,” I whimpered.
“What do you need?”
“Can you get back on top?”
Without hesitation, he wrapped an arm around my waist and flipped us so I was on my back sideways on the bed. I squeaked in surprise. Henry hooked his arms under my shoulders and pounded into me. “Oh, oh fuck! Harder, please!” I cried.
He complied, our bodies slapping together loudly as the bed creaked in unison. “Harder! Oh my god!” I sobbed.
“Fuck!” he called out, his own orgasm approaching, “I’m almost there. Please cum for me, Lily, I need you to cum.”
His pleading sent me over the edge. I kissed him roughly, letting out a muffled scream of release against his lips as my pussy tightened around his cock in sharp waves. Henry’s loud moan drowned out my cries of pleasure, and I felt warm ropes of cum flood my cunt. He docked himself inside me as his cock pulsed gently. Our bodies stilled. We kissed slowly, lazily, as our heartbeats gradually slowed. With a final peck, he looked down at me and smiled, his dark eyes shining with happiness and his tan skin still flushed. “Bet you weren’t expecting that when you got here today,” he laughed, rolling off me to flop on the bed.
There was a brief pause, and then the bed collapsed under us, the side of the mattress holding our heads suddenly sinking about a foot. A scream of surprise reverberated around the room, and at first I thought it might have come from me. But then I realized my jaw had clenched from the shock. Henry and I locked eyes. “Not a fucking word,” he warned, half laughing at himself, “It didn’t happen.”
“Did you just scream? And break the fucking bed?”
“No, that was you. Both of them.”
“Interesting, because I was on top for like a minute, and it was pretty gentle.”
“Ok but you were the one begging me to go harder.”
“I wasn’t *begging*–”
Henry imitated my high-pitched cries of pleasure, “Harder, Henry, harder! Fuck my little pussy with your fat dick!”
“I do NOT sound like that, and I would NEVER say that!” I laughed, smacking him softly on the chest.
With some difficulty, he got up from the ruined bed and hopped out of reach, continuing his ridiculous impression. “I’m Lily, and I like to be spanked because I’m a naughty girl who enjoys being dominated.”
“You like spanking me just as much as I like being spanked,” I huffed, struggling to get upright.
He grabbed me and lifted me to my feet. We wrestled gently for a moment before I caught a glimpse of how bad the bed looked. “Holy shit, what do we do?” I laughed, “Are we gonna have to pay for a new bed?”
“They’ll probably just give us a new room and charge us for both rooms for one night.”
“Didn’t your parents pay for this room? One of us will need to find a way to explain this to them.”
We locked eyes and immediately reached for our noses. “NOT IT!”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ka03o0/fm_accidentally_broke_the_hotel_bed_after_not
OMG! YOU ARE BACKKKKKK!? We’ve all missed you so much, and I know I have been personally waiting for the moment when you came back to bless us with your beautiful soul and magnificent erotica. I hope you’ve been having a happy and safe holidays, and that you’re better than ever!
As for the story, that is hilarious that you two actually broke the bed fucking each other. Passion literally caused property damage. Like you’re all hot and sexy and going at it then CRASH and goofiness ensues. I also think Henry screeching is perfect. ?
It’s good to see you back. Reddit is better for it.❤️
Welcome back! Your writing is so magnificently immersive and descriptive. It doesn’t hurt that the stories are sexy, too!
Welcome back, Lily! Love your writing and I hope to see you win many more monthly contests. :)
Honestly, this might be a better comeback story than Avengers Endgame. Glad to see you and your ethereal writing style haven’t skipped a beat
So glad to see you post again!
She’s baaaaaaaaaaack
Welcome back Lily.
What sort of hotel puts such a bed that isn’t fuck-proof in its beachfront suite?!
Welcome back. Such a great tale of reconnection. <3
holy shit you’re back!!! so happy to see you again!!
So happy you chose a wholesome Henry story to delight us with after your time away! I selfishly hope you’re here to stay <3
I will have to save this one for later. Also reminds me of a West Wing Episode
Its the bagel maker! Joyous times. Joyous is a word…i think. It looks french. Je suis jouyeux. Meh.
I, too, refer to little vivid as my biggest insecurity.
Another great bagel btw.
Perhaps a good word for Henry in these stories is boyband. Since he was your BOYfriend and is now your husBAND. If you take hus, it sounds like house which is definitely some linguistic root and wasnt pulled out of my ass.
Babbling.
Good to have you back TBD. Missed ya bunches
Fuckkkk That’s one helluva story to tell after a hiatus! So so hot he begged to cum inside you and ultimately flooding you! Your conversations pre sex, during sex, and post sex are too cute
Never have I ever missed a random stranger on the internet this much
TOP NOTCH COMEBACK! (Cumback? God I hate myself for that one) but also WHO HAD TO PAY FOR THE BED? Glad you’re back, you were missed❤️
YOURE BACK! I’ve been checking forever!!!! Amazing storyyyy
YAAYYYYYYYYYY. YOURE BACK!!!
Even before I read the story I wanted to say that I missed your writing. I hope you (and Henry) are doing well! Ok. Brb. Gotta read!
Ok but now I need to know what happened with the bed…..
My gf and I read this and we loved it. Thank you for sharing!
He washed your hair?! Man, that’s the most intimate thing you could do.
omg you’re *back*.
Yay you are back :D great story as usual!
I clicked and saw the name Henry- immediately got excited.
Yessss!!! Omg the moment I saw your name I almost shouted in glee!!!! Amazing writing AS ALWAYS and such a fun surprise!!!! New goal is to break a bed with bf now ?
So happy you are back! ?
Adding to the chorus of folks so thrilled you are back! Honestly, I’m really glad you felt well and confident enough to write and post again. It’s just awesome for you and a bonus to all of us who love your writing. Stay strong sister, and happy Chanukah!
Friend!!!!! Yay! I’m so happy to see you back! I was wondering how the married life is for you?
Didn’t read the name on the post. Got to the second paragraph and saw the name Henry……..looked at the name……
My reaction:
“OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGKGMGKGMGKMOMGOMG”
I’m so happy you’re back. Your writing makes the world a better place.
Fuck I’m so happy your back!!
When i saw the word henry i knew straight away you have an incredible talent and I (and my clit) are so happy your back!!
Missed your wholesome and none triggering writing.
Will you be restarting pateron?
i was having SUCH a bad day until i saw “henry” im SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK!!!
Damn that has been a fun rollercoaster of emotions!
I haven’t even read the story yet, I just had to jump straight into the comments and say welcome back ❤️
Now to scroll back up and get reading!
EDIT: And now I’ve read it. WOW. What a way to make a re-entrance. I’ve missed your words ?
Good writing, too wholesome to fap
Made me cry only halfway in, 10 months since I’ve been with my gril. Beautiful!
Lily!!!!!! You’re baaack! Oh, you just made my holidays!! ??
OH MY GOD YOU’RE BACK AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! I seriously flipped out with joy as soon as I read the name “Henry”, could hardly believe it for a moment. Thank you for writing again!!
Holy motherfucking shitballs, your writing is incredible.
Wowwwwwww amazing!
The girls back!I thought you were leaving for good but nope!At the worst of times she came back and gave us more,nothing but happiness i am feeling!
r/gonewildstories still pops up on my homepage but I haven’t felt motivated to read the stories since your hiatus. Imagine my surprise today when I see a story with an interesting title (one of the things I always enjoyed about your stories) and clicked in. Only after I opened it did I realize it was YOU! Might have given my own (internal) Henry squeal. Glad to see you posted again and I hope we see more from you in your time. Also unexpected Talladega Nights reference.. wasn’t the least bit upset. So underrated.
I come to this sub when I get horny. I filter to some stories and have my pick. I read them, imagine how they must have felt, get aroused in the process and leave when the deed is done. I always find myself missing you and your stories. I kid you not, I have compared most of these stories to your previous stories.
I read the title a few hours ago and missed the redditor’s name. I prepared myself to go through this sub again, and thought I would read this story.
I began reading. Was amazed by the amount of likes and comments on this post. I read the first few lines and I took a note of how wonderfully it was written. Then I read the name “Henry” and I was like “shut up! That cant be” and then I read your name and got so happy and so so excited.
Haven’t even read this story yet. I am just so happy you are back. My dopamine has spiked already.
Thank you, you talented stranger.
I come to this sub when I get horny. I filter to some stories and have my pick. I read them, imagine how they must have felt, get aroused in the process and leave when the deed is done. I always find myself missing you and your stories. I kid you not, I have compared most of these stories to your previous stories.
I read the title a few hours ago and missed the redditor’s name. I prepared myself to go through this sub again, and thought I would read this story.
I began reading. Was amazed by the amount of likes and comments on this post. I read the first few lines and I took a note of how wonderfully it was written. Then I read the name “Henry” and I was like “shut up! That cant be” and then I read your name and got so happy and so so excited.
Haven’t even read this story yet. I am just so happy you are back. My dopamine has spiked already.
Thank you, you talented stranger.
It’s so good to see you posting again! You’re my favorite author here. I love this story, you do a great job conveying your need and the sexy details, and I love the realism of the loving teasing.
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I’ve missed you and your escapades so damned much! Henry screaming made me howl with laughter, the two of you were definitely made got each other.
I am so glad you are back! Hope you enjoy life.
Fuck I love this story, it’s really hot.
You aren’t just back. You are back with gusto. As I have said before, you have a grasp of erotic writing few possess. Through your words I felt everything you felt. Disappointment at your friend being unable to join you, replaced almost immediately by excitement, joy and passion. As I read it I couldn’t help but think of Christine McVie’s song “You Make Loving Fun” on the Rumors album. You have the fan base because we feel all your feels. Words mostly communicate ideas, your words generate a sympathetic response in your reader. We get wet, hot, aroused and hard with each word. Were it I was a wealthy man, I could see myself paying you whatever the modern day equivalent of a dollar per page for what would ultimately become “Delta of Venus”. You, through your words, can create a literary aphrodisiac. Never stop. We need you.
SHE’S BACK BITCHES!
Welcome back ❤️
I don’t even remember the last story I read since your hiatus. This is the first in a long time and it did not disappoint glad you’re back even if just for now.
Welcome back, Lily!!!! I’ve missed your stories, I keep checking from time to time to see if you had written something new. Imagine my surprise when you had! Still amazing and hot as always! Hope you’re back for good :) ❤️ x
(a collective cheer goes up from Reddit’s feminist erotica enthusiasts – our champion has re-entered the scene, with a tale as enjoyably titillating as ever!)
You’re back!!!! i totally just texted my husband from one room over, “she posted a new story!” ? wonderfully written. So happy to see you back here ♥️
So friggen glad you’re back! I’ve been checking every now and again, went into another post and they mentioned you’d posted! Immediately left them to find this – fantastic comeback! We’ve missed you….and Henry of course! ?
I’m getting flashbacks from the time my then-girlfriend and I accidentally knocked a shower stall open and ever so gently flooded a particularly upper end hotel room we had been upgraded to for Reasons. Fortunately no parents, but the front desk 100% what had happened… we had taken possession of the room maybe an hour earlier.
(Also, it’s fantastic to see you posting again!)
Welcome back and fantastic writing!
Yaaaaaaaay!!! I’m so happy you’re back! ?????
Who among us hasn’t broken some furniture during sex? Well, boring folk, I suppose…
Welcome back!
Long time lurker/reader, really glad you’re back, Lily! Hope you’ve been well ?
Do you have somewhere in which we can see what you and Henry look like?
So glad you’re back to posting!
Sooo happy to, hopefully, have you back here writing regularly again!!! I must admit I wasn’t sure this is going to be a Henry story when I first started reading it because of the timeline. Imagine my excitement when it ended up being one! Gone for a few months and you’ve returned without missing a beat. You’re writing, as per usual is totally on point and arguably the best read on this sub. I saw someone else mention that they had not frequented here nearly as much since you’ve been gone. I am also in that same camp.
Oh btw… We watched the movie Last Christmas a couple of nights ago and I couldn’t help but think of you and Henry while watching it. Welcome back…Sending love your way during the Festival of Lights.
Smiling a mile wide that you’re back and at the awesome story as well. Looks like we got an early present. Welcome back!
So glad you’re back! Love the stories and I’m happy you managed to find your mojo again after what happened :)
1. I wasn’t prepared for the welling of emotion I had when I saw you had posted again.
2. I was prepared for a sexy wholesome story and you delivered the fuck out of that. She’s back baby!
3. I was looking at the scroll bar as I was reading through the story and when I reached the end and the scroll bar was only half way through it dawned on me that the rest was comments and I haven’t stopped smiling since I started reading them.
4. Welcome back, I’m glad you wanted and have posted again, I’m so glad everyone is giving you the reception you deserve. I hope this post represents that reddit is still a space you feel appreciated in and that you stick around and keep writing (but that’s just the selfish smut lover in me).
5. Thank you for sharing
YAY! Welcome back! I’m so excited to see you posting again; I’ve really missed your style. Great story as always!
damn this is the most romantic sex story ive ever read . i hope ill find me one
OMG. You’re back??? And I didn’t see it until now?! Tbf I haven’t been on reddit much lately but still….
I’ve missed your stories and our interactions! A great comeback story though ??
I was thrown through a loop after everything with that dickhead. Took me a while to even read any stories on reddit again after because I felt so gross about it all.
Me and my partner broke a bed at a student house that Brits live in after being in halls for the first year and as I was poor I didn’t let the landlord know… It was never the same after. You would roll over and it would collapse. Woops.
I dont think I’ve read anything this good on Literotica, or this subreddit. Thank you for the beautiful, loving, sexy story!
I see the worst aspects of things.
Me aside.
This was a nice story.
Loved the story! My hubs and I broke the bed our first time together… so this definitely hit home for me! I’m relatively new to Reddit, so I haven’t read your previous work. Judging from the reception, I’m going to need to look it up! Welcome back (apparently)!
So glad to have you back on here! There’ve been other good writers, but reading your stories remind that you’re definitely the best out there. Love reading about you and Henry and I hope that you don’t disappear again!
Hate that you got scammed into such drama.
Missed your writing and looking forward to more!
I know I’m late to the party, but yeah. It’s great to have you back.
Ah, good to see a story of yours Lily. Hope you’ve been well.
Great story. I’ve been reading your previous storys as well and your writing is amazing.
SHE COMES BACK WITH A CONTEST WIN LIKE A TRUE CHAMP
I had to take a minute when I heard the Talladega nights line???
Oh my god how did I miss the memo that you’re back!?!? Thank you for returning to grace us with the best writing on this subreddit. I love your stories because they are so authentic and enjoyable. Wishing you many more happy fun times (that hopefully you will continue to share with all of us)