The place was packed. Christmas and sex melting together into this hot red candy apple mess. Drinks slide down easily while we mingle. The beat is pulsing and I feel my body drawn to the dance floor, my eyes fixed on my girlfriend’s ass. I dodge sticky spots as people bump skin to skin from the lack of space.
Suddenly I am being introduced to a stranger.
This young pup fixes eyes on me and he is sprung. Before I know it, cheesy pickup lines are dropping like candy from his mouth. His slight Kansas farm boy drawl washes over me. He is adorable. I could eat him up. We are dancing, bodies pressed together when he grabs me and shoves his tongue into my mouth. We have known each other less than a minute.
We instinctively meld together into one style. His hand grabs my ass pulling me towards him. I pull away, spin around allowing my hips to move to their own beat. He counters by slipping his fingers underneath my choker and drawing me in. My pussy is throbbing.
Between slow playful teasing, he is constantly talking, that farm boy accent driving me insane. He confirms he is *much* younger than me. In fact, he is only 21. Holy shit!!! He is just as floored that I am 42. I am – literally – the cougar MILF who just fell into his lap.
We venture onto the patio to cool off. I slide into easy conversation as my girlfriend reconnects with me. I watch him with the look of a young pup wet behind the ears who just got dropped into the middle of a porno. His nervousness pours out through constant chatter. He sees I am texting you and is intrigued. He’s never heard of a hotwife fetish before. I kiss my girlfriend and let her know I’m bringing him back inside and will catch her later. She is busy negotiating with others for a massage.
After refilling my drink, we head down to the dungeon. There must be at least 40 people packed in here. I am fascinated. Three beds are full, threesomes abound around us. Play everywhere mixed with lighthearted conversations. There is a crowd around the Scibian machine. We all watch in anticipation as a girl is climbing on, her arms being lifted into shackles. The machine turns on and starts rotating. We all watch in fascination as her hips start to writhe along to the gyrating of machine, her moans escalating. I am loving this voyeuristic experience.
I feel his hand slip through mine. He is like a boy in a candy store. Everywhere he looks is dripping sex. He wants a threesome. I tell him to find a girl. I am enjoying the vibe of watching for the moment. He wants to. You can see the war inside of him. Does he ask to join a couple? Is he brave enough to invite a girl to play? But his hand is still through mine as his head is swiveling in all directions. He doesn’t want to miss a thing, but he also doesn’t want to let me go. His arms slip around me, pulling me against his hard cock. No way is he letting go of me in case he wakes up from this dream and I’m not there.
I pull him upstairs. We find a room bathed in red glow. I sit on the bed lifting my boot towards him. He understands, first unzipping one boot, peeling off the stocking. Then slowly the other boot, the other stocking. I lean back as he shimmies off my panties. His mouth buries into me. I thrust hips towards him, ass writhing on the bed. I want his cock in my mouth so badly. I sit up and pull him to me. Our tongues are playing sensually, softly, slowly working up to a more frenzied pace while hands grope.
I shimmy out of my pretty, pretty Christmas cleavage and push him on his back, pulling off his clothes. Between his legs my tongue licks long up and down. I slide my mouth deep over his cock. My tongue dips down to lap at his balls, trailing ever lower. Suddenly I feel his breath catch and his body shudder as I reach his sweet spot. His moans are erratic, his legs shaking. He is desperate to stop me. I know he is trying not to cum.
His fingers want my pussy. I oblige him by moving around to the side. As my mouth slides back around his cock, his fingers plunge deep. A guttural scream rips from my throat. Fuck, it feels good! He reacts instantly moving his fingers faster and faster. My face is rubbing all over his cock. I can’t concentrate. My breath shortens to staccato moans, my legs are now the ones shaking and suddenly I feel the gush run down my legs over his hand.
“Fuck me,” he whispers.
Surprise is written all over his face. Am I his first to gush like this? The thought excites me. I am a waterfall of sex. He is encouraged and continues. I count at least three more times. Then I feel him inside of me. He has such a nice cock. I want him to fill me with it. But not yet. He has other plans.
He pulls me to the opposite side of the bed to a dry area. He wants my sopping wet pussy again. He just takes and I am undone. I feel his fingers in both my pussy and my ass. I am climbing out of my skin, pushing against his hands. The waterfall continues…five, six, seven…oh, fuck me, yes!!!
I am dying to climb on. As I do, I start moving soft and slow against him. Then he does a first for me. His young pup muscular arms grab my hips, lifting me just to the tip of his cock. They hold me there, stationary as his cock jack rabbit pounds into my pussy over and over. OMG!!! My screams scare him a little and as he’s about to ask if I am okay, the damn breaks…eight, nine, ten. I am panting. Dripping. I collapse against him. I need a moment to catch my breath. My mouth finds his and we kiss languid and slow.
I rock in rhythm, licking his neck, kissing his ear, and whispering I ask him, “where would you like to cum?”
He slides his cock into my ass and pulls my hips against him. My ass is slapping against him as he holds on and controls the rhythm. As I feel him cum, he slams me back into him as a primal noise rips out of me. We collapse on the bed laying in my puddles. Everything smells like sex around us.
We venture sex drunk out to the firepits for an after-sex cigarette but decide to go back downstairs instead. I sit, legs shaking, to rest a minute. The girl next to me smells heavenly and I turn into her kissing her soft, full lips. Damn, she smells so sweet.
I watch him to go play a bit. I talk, engage but then saunter off to the restroom. I hear him come back up the stairs calling my name. He is so sweet. I want him to know I haven’t left him, just momentarily indisposed of. I am already up for round two. I look for him as he is looking for me, but girlfriend is ready to go, sooner than either he or I would like. I kiss him long and deep and say goodbye, but not forever.
I tell you all about it when I get home as my mouth is wrapped around your cock, girlfriend passed out on our couch. I tell you about his young fit body and his rock hard cock. I tell you how good it felt to be pounded by a 21 year-old who could jack-hammer while holding me in place above him with young pup biceps. I tell you how he came in my ass, my knees wet in my own puddles.
“You let him cum in your ass?” You are incredulous as your fingers trail up and plunge into me bringing me to several more gushing orgasms. Suddenly I also feel your fingers in my ass in a bowling ball grip. I ask if you want to finish where he did. You slide in, the primal moan that escapes you makes me even wetter.
“Look how stretched out your slutty little asshole is. Look how I can just slide in with no problem! You are such a dirty fucking slut.”
I feel you explode inside of me. My face buries in the pillow and I feel broken and spent but in the most delicious way. As we lay in each other’s arms, I think about him and if he got to experience his round two. I hope so. I really fucking hope so.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kx03bm/fucking_my_first_21year_old_cub
Goddamn that was good