Story time. Where do I even begin? Let’s start with high school.
Those were some truly awkward years. I was a decent looking kid that always had glasses and a terrible haircut, and not so fashionable clothes to match. I was a scrawny cross country and track star. I struggled to fit in, yet somehow managed to draw the attention of some really good looking girls. There were a few serious relationships, and the start of exploring my sexuality with them but it seemed I was the kid always getting caught. Once outside of a movie theatre with my hand in her pants. There was the one whose dad caught us in the van at the state fair. Another dad that promised not to kill me after catching me inside the house when he was gone. But I was always too shy to really do too much or go too far.
When I went off to college as a virgin, I dropped the glasses, found a good barber, and put on 20 much needed pounds. All of a sudden I had girls doing double takes when they walked down the hall, calling non-stop (this is pre-text messages), always inviting me to parties, and just really starting to have a lot of fun. During that time I was working at a clothing store where the stay at home milfs shopped during the day and the college girls shopped at night. It was a non-stop flirt fest. But deep inside I was still that shy kid, doing my best to respect women, not kissing on the first date, not kissing and telling…
One evening, in walks this girl. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. That smile. That figure. That confidence. She had seen me around and wanted to meet up at a party where her boyfriends band was playing. Since I was In a somewhat serious relationship too, I figured “why the hell not”. It was so difficult to not take her right there in the middle of that party, but out of respect nothing happened.
A few months later (I’m now out of my relationship) she comes in looking for a pair of jeans. Her size was out of stock so she tried a smaller size and asked my opinion. I honestly don’t know how she got them on but i also couldn’t stop staring. Jaw dropping. But too small. I scrambled to call a store across town that had her size. I talked to them and insisted they not lose them since I’d actually be working in that store the next night. She slipped me her number, “just in case” something happened. When she came to get the jeans, everything was slow motion. She was wearing the hottest little sundress I’ve ever seen, bounce in her step that made her perky body just pop. Everybody stopped to stare as she walked up and gave me the biggest unexpected hug. Instant hard. But she looks sad. She proceeds to tell me about her boyfriend and how she found him with another girl the night before. She’s scared he’s going to try coming over tonight, and wonders if I wouldn’t mind just keeping her company. And damn if that shy little boy didn’t creep back in me! But the chivalry got the best of me and I obliged.
When I got there she didn’t answer and the door was looked, most of the lights off. Just my luck. Finally after a few minutes she runs out in a robe, wet hair. “Sorry, I was in the shower shaving. It takes a while you know!” My curiosity was running wild. I crack a bad joke: “you’re not that tall, how long can it take to shave short legs?” To which she winks, grabs my shirt, pulls me inside, and immediately locks onto my mouth and shoves her tongue down my throat. My cock is throbbing (even while writing this). I’m shaking nervously, and I think she can tell. She thanks me for coming over, asks if I want a drink while she changes.
After a few minutes she comes out in the cutest pajama shorts I’ve ever seen and a ribbed tank, clearly no bra. We sit on the couch and chat for a bit. Eventually she lays back and pulls me with her. My chest is hovering over hers, my cock pressing on her thigh. I begin kissing her chin, her neck, her chest, biting softly at her nipples through the shirt and watching them grow harder. She’s moaning softly as I pull up her shirt and kiss her stomach, her hips, sliding myself down onto my knees on the floor. At that moment I realize she’s not wearing any underwear either. I slide the shorts down, and then I see the most amazing pussy I have ever seen. It’s so smooth and smells like skintimate. It’s perfect, and looks so tight and delicious. I slowly kiss up her inner thigh until I can feel her warm clit on my check. I hesitate for a second, but she doesn’t and pulls me right in. My mouth and nose are smothered in her wonderful scent and taste. I admit I had never seen a completely bare pussy in person up to this point, but this is more beautiful than any porn i have ever seen.
My mind is racing. My taste buds are tingling. She is fucking delicious and sexy and warm and wet and…fuck. I just came. In my pants. In my fucking pants. I can’t tell her. I can’t stop. What do I do? Shit. Shit this is embarrassing. I’m that high school kid again. Getting caught. But I can’t stop. And I won’t. I slowly start to unbutton my pants and slide them off. She’s too preoccupied to notice, grinding her crotch into my face. She cums once. She cums again. Finally my pants are off and I’m as hard as ever as she pulls me back up to taste herself on my lips, my cock now feeling her warm wetness…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/knpel1/i_once_came_in_my_pants_while_while_going_down_on
Been there. Done that.
this is so hot lol wow