I’m not a writer, so I’ll try and write the same way my favorite stories here have been written.
So I had been talking to this girl for some weeks now and we weren’t even flirting with each other, but I think we both felt attraction towards the other even if neither said so.
Anyways, I invited her to get coffee and chat a little. We didn’t actually talk fluently or more than small talk, but we still felt comfortable and friendly. We liked whenever the other was talking. Eventually, we finished our drinks and decided to go look for a place to sit and keep talking. And luckily there was a church with a small park a block away.
Then, we find a bench in front of the church and continue our conversation. After enough time talking, I realized I really liked her and also thought she’d have an open mind about many things. Thus I asked if she smoked, she asked smoke what, I laughed because I now knew there was only one answer to what she smoke. I told her I had a joint and that we could smoke it if she wanted, she agreed.
Immediately we set out to find a good spot to spark up. Walking across the church we found a small hidden garden next to the bathrooms, I kissed her under a Sakura tree because it felt somewhat natural, as in, perfect in the moment, but also magical. Beyond the garden we found our spot, lit up, and we decided to return to that hidden garden since we liked the flowery view.
(Here’s where gets interesting so I’m giving a brief description of how we look.
I’m average height – 5.6 ft. I have an athletic built body, not muscular, just in shape an toned. Golden brown skin. Short hair, small eyes, average nose, small lips. And if you care, 7” dick and thicker than average. I can fit two and a half of my fists of length and my thumb barely touches my other fingers when grabbing.
She’s very short – 5 ft at most. Also athletic, she was a gymnast and does yoga regularly. Pale skin. Shoulder length hair. Big eyes, freckles, small nose, small lips. Then again if you care for such banal details, b cups, pink puffy nipples, firm and round, but not too big ass.)
When we got back and found ourselves in the very same spot I kissed her, I felt bolder. Grabbed her by the hip and got her closer to me. Then pushed us to the wall in order to make out with her properly. She may have thought I only wanted another small kiss; little did she know that I was now craving her.
I began slowly making out with her, not hesitantly, but passionately. My hands were placed strategically one on the side of her neck, one on her hip. I leaned towards her resting my stiffening bulge on her upper leg, simultaneously caressing her neck as well as going past her hip down to her ass. She was moaning now, broke off the kiss and told me that I was insane and that we shouldn’t be doing this in a church. She intended it as a proposition to stop, but her body language said she wanted more as did I.
I backed off, pretending to be offended and putting an end to our lustful moment. Then again, her face told me she was disappointed that we came to a halt. However, I had had the spontaneous fantasy to get her inside the bathroom stall and let our bodies do everything their primal instincts wanted.
And because I didn’t want to disappoint her, I signaled her to get inside the bathroom. She gasped with an open mouth and blushed. Called me insane once more, but happily obliged and waltzed inside. I followed behind.
Finally inside, we resumed making out, only this time ferociously, hungry for each other like wild animals. I pushed aside her straps liberating her breasts. She dropped my pants and got hold of my cock. It wasn’t completely hard, yet it looked too big in her small hands. Whilst she was stroking me I was nibbling and sucking on her beautiful pink puffy nipple and massaging her.
I made out with her some more, pulling her hair with one hand and choking her with the other. It was intense and I could keep on forever kissing her, but yet again her body told mine that she wanted to get on her knees.
Her two hands were wrapped along my cock, but also was he tongue. Right off the bat she was sucking fast and voraciously. The beast was now free, untamed and majestic. She got my fully hard within seconds, never would I ever thought this small petite girl would be so incredible at blowing. Still, she was yet to surprise me when she began deepthroating me. How the fuck could such small woman fit my bigger-than-her-face-dick inside her mouth? Even when other partners have told me they get tired of opening up too much and gagging with the length. It was truly something magical.
Now that both of us were where we wanted I too set myself free. I pulled her by the hair, stood her up and made out with her savoring my precum and her dripping saliva. Only to push her abruptly back to my dick, harder and faster. Not that she needed the help, I barely needed to apply force for her to get such devastating rhythm. It was as if she was milking me and my semen was the last drinkable liquid on earth.
We had to be quick since we could get caught, no time to warn her, no time to aim, just let go and enjoy. Fortunately it was the right choice for she swallowed every drop without hesitating, but it was like a switch for her. She now was going even faster, I didn’t think she could and yet she was. She wanted to suck me dry. I was fighting real hard not to make any sound, but fuck did she want to keep going until she’d sucked the life out my dick. I had to push her away so we could get out without getting caught. The problem now was she was dick drunk and was now sloppier, without caring of being cautious anymore, for she had achieved her goal.
Finally, I opened the door, let her out, followed behind and sat back on the bench.
Thanks if you took the time to read, I’ve always wanted to share a story, but never lived something worth writing about until now.
Advice about writing is welcomed.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ldsihz/mf_i_m21_got_a_blowjob_f19inside_a_bathrooms
Most would call it a church’s bathroom instead of the other way around.