Long post.
So this was a few years back. I had just been unceremoniously dumped by my girlfriend at the time, the last week of the year. She quit her job, school, and me, and went home to her parents. I was crushed. But. Picking myself up, and not without a LOT of encouragement from my friends I went out with them for NYE anyway.
That’s where I met Lyn. We didn’t hit it off right away, but when we both got deserted at our table when everyone else went out to the dance floor, i figured “fuck it” and asked her to dance. She said yes after a pause and once we out there and she realized I could dance, she really lit up.
At this point I began to appreciate this woman I was dancing with. At 5’8” she wasn’t too short a partner to my 6’4”, in fact, we seemed to fit together with surprising ease. She had lightly freckled, northern European completion and had deep, curly red hair that curled tightly around her head. Most strikingly about her face were her eyes. They were very large and somewhat widely set, slightly almond shaped, but most appealing were their striking emerald green color. As we danced and her body moved under her loose blouse, her curves became ever more apparent. She had a full bust, a flat stomach, and wide hips with a big round butt that her embroidered jeans showed off to stellar effect. I was astounded that I didn’t notice that she was so gorgeous earlier.
Song after song we danced, closer and closer until she was grinding her butt against my groin and I was getting hard and excited. Spinning around to face me, she shouted, “you aren’t a bad dancer!” over the music. I leaned way in and put my nose to her curly hair and my lips to her ear and told her, “you are fantastic!” I savored the flowery scent of her hair for just a moment before pulling away. Lyn was
When the music died down a bit, aroused and breathing heavily we returned to our table. Suddenly back with all the people who reminded me of my Ex, I stopping Lyn before she could sit down. Leaning in to once more savor her flowery scented hair, I suggested we get out of there. She nodded, grabbed her coat and leaned in to tell her friends she was leaving. She stood and waved to the rest and walked around the table to where I was waiting.
I waved at the crowd and followed Lyn out through the bar, noticing the hint of a tattoo on her back beneath the collar of her blouse. Score! Women with tattoos are one of my biggest turn ons.
Outside the crowded bar, I followed Lyn to her car. The second we got out of sight of the bar I reached to stop her. Catching hold of her hand, I spun her around to me as we did while dancing and I kissed her, hard. Her lips were undoubtedly the softest and fullest I’ve ever kissed. Lyn didn’t skip a beat. She pressed back into me, opening her mouth so that our tongues could meet, we made out like that on the sidewalk on New Year’s morning until I pushed her off the sidewalk and up against the building where we continued to kiss even more ardently. She returned my passion, her hands roaming from my face down and around to grab my ass and back.
Eventually breaking apart for air I asked where her car was. She pointed and we began walking in that direction with our arms around one other, hers around my lower back, and mine over her shoulders hugging her to me. Arriving at her car, I walked her to her door and let her get in before walking back to the passenger door and getting in myself. Sitting down, I turned to her and reached my hand around the back of her head and pulled her into another passionate kiss. When we finally parted, out of breath, her gorgeous green eyes were shining, looking at me with need.
We rode to my place with my left hand firmly wedged between her jean-clad thighs. When we arrived we shared another intense kiss and I reached up and ran my hand over her flat stomach and up under her breasts. I pulled her even closer to me and she moaned almost imperceptibly as we continued kissing. She broke away, “We have to stop, I need you.” I smiled, knowing she was as hot for me as I was for her. We wasted no time climbing the stairs to my room. Luckily my roommates weren’t home for the holidays and I had the house to myself. We got up to my room where I let her in before I walked in behind her and shut the door.
It was cold in my room so I turned up the thermostat. When I turned back, she was standing there looking at me expectantly. I smirked, and crossed the distance in two steps and wrapped my arms around her and picked her up so we could kiss at eye level. She giggled and kissed me before I set her down and spun her around. I stepped up behind her and hugged her to me, my hands on her breasts. I kissed her neck from behind, planting kisses on her collarbone and working my way up to nibble her earlobe. Her soft skin tasted sweet and her smell was intoxicating, like soap and spring flowers with a hint of whiskey.
She sighed when I reached her throat and moaned softly when I reached her earlobe. My hands busied themselves feeling up her breasts through her blouse. Upon hearing her moan I slipped my hand into her shirt and under her bra to fully grope one huge breast. I could feel her hard little nipple beneath my palm.
“Mmmmm,” she said aloud in my ear, her breath giving me chills.
Still kissing her I spun her back to face me. We both knew what we wanted. She crossed her arms in front of her and shrugged toward the hem of her blouse. I lifted it over her head and leaned down and kissed her again as the cloth cleared her mouth, invading her mouth with my tongue as I pulled her to me again. She leaned into me as she struggled to finish taking off her blouse and to receive my kisses. I abruptly moved down to kiss the skin of her creamy smooth breasts above the bra, taking turns kissing one while massaging the other. Lyn held my head to her as I did so, her head back and her breathing quickening.
I stood and kissed her again, I released the bra clasp and opened it so she could shrug it away. I let it hit the floor before I stood back to take in the sight of her exposed breasts.
They were the most amazing breasts I have ever seen. High, full, and round as could be, one might have guessed they had been sculpted by a gifted plastic surgeon, but by the brief feel I had gotten already I know they were the real McCoy. But whereas the breasts themselves were enormous, they were adorned with the tiniest pink nipples and hardly any areola at all. All creamy white with tiny pink centers, with a dusting of freckles like cinnamon a white frosted cake.
I must have been gaping because Lyn blushed and attempted to cover them back up again, one in each hand. It did little good, but the attempt was endearing, not to mention hot as hell.
“What?” She asked, blushing. I noticed that the red of her flush included the tops of her breasts.
“They’re gorgeous!” I said still somewhat awed.
She grinned. “Well they are getting cold, can we hurry up and get in your bed?”
Taking the hint, I threw back the thick winter covers and turned and neatly threw Lyn onto the bed. She laughed out loud at this, clearly enjoying the unexpected manhandling. I quickly unbuttoned Lyn’s pants and she arched her back and shimmied to help me get them down around her ass before I yanked them off by the cuffs in one final pull.
Glancing for a moment at my handiwork, Lyn was on her back looking at me with her gorgeous green eyes, her breasts sitting on her chest like marange confections, wobbling slightly as she breathed. Her stomach was flat with the same delectable creamy skin as her breasts. She wore only a black thong that was shear enough to reveal the outline of her pussy before disappearing between her ass cheeks. I liked my lips, and Lyn spread her legs for me, dropping her hand to between them and gave me the one finger ‘come hither.’
I ripped off my shirt, tore off my pants, and climbed into bed on top of her, throwing the covers back over the both of us, and returned my mouth to hers. We made out under the covers playfully, my hands roaming down from her hair along her sides and up to squeeze her breasts, her hands sliding up and down my back and stopping periodically to give my butt a squeeze. I happily returned the favor.
Already making my way lower, I decided the room was warm enough and I began to descend her body, kissing and nibbling my way down. I licked down her neck, softly bit her throat and her collar bones between kisses, and kissed down to her sternum before losing myself in her tits. Kneading the flesh in my hands, I alternated between kissing and pinching her nipples one after the other. Lyn was moaning audibly now between sucked breaths and the occasional giggle but she suddenly got a sly look in her eye. She reached her right hand down and began gently rubbing her clit in slow circles through the fabric of her thong. I found this hot as hell that she knew exactly what she wanted.
Even as arousing as it was to see her masturbating, I took this as my queue to continue downward. Again I kissed downward stopping to flick my tongue into her belly button, eliciting a yelp and a look of mock disapproval . Laughing a little I nipped a bit at the skin above her promenent hip bones before deliberately taking her hand by the wrist and moving it up to her right breast, where it quickly set to work teasing and pinching the nipple.
I then had another glorious look at her delicate pink pussy. As cliche as it is, it looked much like some tropical orchid and as ripe as a fresh peach. I spent a little time kissing the insides of her thighs as I spread her legs wide, taking enough time to lick the creases where her thighs ended at her ass and pelvis. Then, unable to wait any longer, I dropped my mouth to her pussy. I licked from the bottom up all the way to her clit, and started again. Her pussy tasted much like the rest of her, though more tangy and strong. I spent time teasing her lips with my tongue and my own lips, savoring the taste of her soft, and engorging flesh.
Lyn had both hands on her breasts now, and was pinching and twisting both nipples as I went down on her. She had her head back and her eyes closed. The sight from between her legs was incredible and my hard cock twitched as another stab of arousal shot through me. Forsaking the foreplay, my mouth shot hungrily for her clit and latched on, my tongue grinding rough circles around it and up under the hood. Lyn’s loud moan transformed into a groan and her body went rigid. Her sudden orgasm shook her whole body in a series of spasms that ended with her competely out of breath, gasping. I paused from my attentions to enjoy the sight of her flushed face and great wobbling breasts, and then returned with renewed vigor as she began to recover, her gasps returned to happy moans.
It was then that Lyn decided that it was time she turned the tables on me. She pulled my face up from its work between her legs to her mouth and kissed me deeply, moaning slightly into the kiss, tasting her own orgasm. She pushed me to lay back and I settled back with my head on the pillows. Lyn then hungrily latched herself onto the side of my throat. Her tongue tickled a little but it sent a thrill through me. Then she began kissing her way down my body, much as I had done with hers, only she gave little attention to my nipples, instead biting gently across my chest, leaving small bruises in her wake. She paused a moment to wink at me before descending further, letting my cock settle between her swaying breasts so that is was caressed first by one and then the other in turn. The soft pale flesh was like satin against my hard member.
She looked up into my eyes and said, ”I want to please you.”
I groaned, “You already are pleasing me.” And I reached down and gently pushed her hanging breasts together so they brushed both sides of my cock at once. I groaned again.
She smiled. “No, I mean, what should I do next? Tell me.”
“Keep going down, then,” I said, “put that sexy mouth of yours to work.” She smiled wickedly and moved further down. The room was warmer and we both pushed off the blankets. She rested her soft breasts on my thighs as she brought her mouth to my cock, resting it against her cheek.
“Is this what you want?” she purred teasingly, looking up to me with my cock touching her face.
“Fuck yes.” I gasped.
Lyn’s smile broadened and she grabbed the base of my cock in one hand and began rubbing it across both cheeks and her lips.
“Wow, your cock is so soft,” she said, suddenly.
I lifted one eyebrow at her.
“The skin I mean!” she corrected quickly, blushing. “It’s smooth, and soft, almost like silk. But hard underneath.”
“Does it feel nice on your tongue?” I asked lasciviously. She smiled again and then quickly licked from the base to the tip.
“Mmmm. mmmhmm. Yes.” She affirmed, and as I groaned again at the look she gave me, she opened her mouth and took me in. Her warm, wet mouth enveloped my hard cock nearly down to her fingers. I tried to relax a bit but tensed up again when she began bobbing her head up and down, taking my cock to the back of her throat and then pulling it out till only the head was still inside. Her tongue never stopped moving, sliding along the underside of the shaft all the way up to rub just under the head. Every so often she would moan, sending vibrations all the way to the root of my hard cock. After a moment or two she paused so I could finally relax and she resumed her her amazing work.
This continued until she stopped for a moment for breath, at which point she brought up her other hand from between her legs where it had been busily rubbing her clit, and she began jerking me off with it, winking at me as she did so. She used a twisting motion that felt nearly as good as her mouth and tongue, and when she returned her mouth to sucking, she continued with both hands as well.
“Ok wow, hold on” I said, stopping her. “You are going to make me cum doing that. It feels too good… Don’t you want more from me?”
I could tell that I had given her exactly what she wanted. She smiled slyly and she lifted her chest from my leg and sat up on her knees, her breasts swaying and her hand returning to work between her legs. I knew both Lyn and I needed to feel my cock inside her by now sopping wet pussy.
I reached into my nightstand for a condom. Lyn quickly climbed on top me, straddling my legs.
“Hand that to me.” she said and I handed her the condom. She was grinding her pussy up against my cock while she worked apart the wrapper. Then she stopped, frowning down at me.
“Are you clean?” She asked, suddenly serious.
“STD free,” I said “and I showered before heading out this evening,” I replied with a wink and a smirk. Unphased, she thought for a beat and then casually flipped the condom onto the floor, still in its wrapper. She rose, pushed the head of my cock down to her wet pussy and eased herself down onto it. She let out a sigh that ended in a moan. I could only smile as my eyes closed involuntarily. Her pussy felt exactly how it looked, smooth and exquisitely tight. She continued to lower herself until it was all the way inside and I could feel the warm wet of her on my balls
“MMMM,” she breathed and began riding me in slow, firm thrusts. She brought one hand up as she leaned forward and braced herself on my chest and the other returned to its customary place between her legs, rubbing her clit as we fucked. Lyn soon began to increase her tempo and her lovely tits began to bounce joyously. I busied myself thrusting up into her, matching her tempo and gripping her hips with both hands. I alternated between holding her hips and her luscious ass while she rode me, sometimes pausing to squeeze her tits or reach my mouth up to lick her nipples as the bounced within my reach. Lyn’s moans became louder as our synked tempo increased.
I’m not sure how long we continued like that but after she reached her second orgasm I could tell her shaking legs were having trouble continuing the pace. Wrapping my arms around her, I crushed Lyn to me and rolled us both over in the bed, my face smashed between her breasts. Now in missionary position I took over our rhythm, pounding my cock deep into her with deliberately long, full thrusts. I was still blissfully suffocating between her breasts until she dragged me up to meet her eyes and her mouth. We began to make out as I mercilessly fucked her pussy. After a while I could feel her getting close to another orgasm so I pulled away from our kiss and pinched both her nipples hard. She screamed out as she came again, her back arching beneath me and her head pressing itself deeply into the pillows. I pulled myself out of hero as she thrashed, my cock drenched in her fluids. I watched her writhe as she caught her breath and came back around, her chest heaving and sweaty.
Before she could recover fully, I flipped her over on her knees. She laughed breathlessly and then moaned as I buried my face in her ass from behind, lapping away at her pussy, both hands kneading and spreading her cheeks. I then licked my way up and over her asshole which elicited a quick gasp and moan from Lyn, a tidbit I would have to remember. I flicked my tongue over her pink asshole for a few seconds before straightening and ramming my still soaked cock home in her pussy from behind. Lyn screamed in pleasure and flailed at the headrail to brace herself with one arm and gripping a pillow for dear life with the other hand.
Still gripping her ass cheeks I fucked her as hard and as rough as I could, chasing my own orgasm. The view was amazing before I closed my eyes with effort, the smooth skin of her back, the sides of her breasts peeking out on either side, her glorious ass spread wide with her cute little asshole exposed above the pounding of my cock into her swollen pussy. I was close. But before I could cum I felt Lyn having yet another orgasm, her pussy convulsing around my cock, squeezing me and increasing the sensation dial to 11. I felt my orgasm begin and as soon as I did I pulled out and flipped Lyn over for the last time, climbed up to straddle her torso, and shot stream after stream of cum all over her chest and face. Confused for a second by her lack of reaction, I realized she was still mid-orgasm as my cum splashed over her tits and face. For a long moment, I surveyed my glistening handiwork, cum dripping from each globe of breast and down her pretty face before I fell over and off of her onto my side, spent entirely.
After a few moments we had both caught our breath and laughed. Lyn began assessing her messy situation with a mixture of mock irritation and amusement. Dragging myself out of bed, I helped her to clean herself up and we took a quick shower together before she had to leave. We kissed again on her way out the door and I smacked her ass as she departed. She smiled at me over her shoulder before she stepped out of sight.
“Happy New Year.” I thought to myself.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kvhvew/mf_nye_rebound