[FM] Sex All Night Ends with a Creampie in Wake Up Sex

We had been planning to get an airbnb to spend a whole day in. Work and sex was the idea. He told me to bring whatever I had to do and we could do our own things and have sex in between, we could even bake to add to the fun. I was a bit hesitant to go to a rental property because I had no control over who would see me there and I could only imagine what anyone I knew would say if they happened to live next door or worse, own the property but I bit my tongue and convinced myself I was just being paranoid, the way you do when you make questionable life choices.

Luck landed on our side and my family’s spare apartment became available. No more car sex! No need for an airbnb. We’d have a proper bed, the space to move around and a shower. It was nearby, it was fully furnished and no one would bother us there.

I was pretty excited to invite him over. I let him know that the apartment was available. It was a nice, sunny Saturday. “Are you free anytime this coming week?”, I cringed at myself as I texted him. I’m not used to asking like this but when you want something bad enough, you put yourself out there and you try because the worst thing that can really happen is he says no. It won’t kill you.

>“When are you thinking?”
“No particular day yet”
“Monday?”
“Monday can work”

We talked about the details and I began to feel the lips of my pussy get wet in anticipation. I couldn’t wait but I was going to be patient about this and the build up would make the sex even better..

On Sunday morning we were chatting and he asked: “Wanna do this tonight instead?” I panicked a bit. The place was still a mess and I wanted it clean and ready for him. This had to be special! I wanted to fuck this guy often for a long time so I felt like I needed to make a good impression. I quickly got to tidying up, and cleaning every inch of that place then I went to the mall to get condoms, lube, water, and snacks. I laughed at myself as I picked condoms and shook my heading knowing we probably wouldn’t use them but it was the responsible thing for me to do to at least be prepared.

The day went on like an eternity. I couldn’t wait to be with him again but I had one problem, what was I going to tell my parents? It was a Sunday night, they know I don’t have work, we’re still on community quarantine for COVID and I really don’t have a reason to not come home. “Ah!”, I giggled at myself. I took photos of the clean condo and sent it to the family group chat. “I cleaned it! I wanna sleep here tonight since I worked so hard to clean it up.” I figured that was my best reason and they bought it. I went home to get clothes and my sister offered to drive me so that I didn’t have to worry about parking. If only she knew what she was really taking me there for.

My best friend called and reminded me that we had a zoom hangout with the girls in an hour. Holy fuck! I grumbled at myself. I forgot! What excuse could I give them? He’d be balls deep in me by 9:00pm. I quickly made up an excuse about a system issue at work that I had to fix and I don’t think they really bought it but they did agree to a rain check. I can’t imagine what they would say to me if they knew that I ditched them for sex. I decided to deal with it another time. They will understand… I hope.

8:00pm couldn’t come any sooner. My belly filled with butterflies and my mind drifted into fantasy, playing back all the things we did in the car, the way we kissed, the way he felt inside me, the sweat dripping and the gasps for air in between.

“Here”, he texted. I headed down to meet him outside and I had to use all my might to stop myself from putting my hands on him as soon as I saw him. My mind is a blur about what happened as soon as the door closed behind us but I do know that our clothes didn’t stay on for long. He put his bag down and we sat opposite each other at the dining table. The space between us was driving me nuts. Were we really going to talk all night first? I don’t really remember what happened, my mind was a blur and all I could do was peel his clothes off in my mind while pretending I was still listening. I’m not proud of myself for objectifying him so much but my lust had a mind of its own.

He brought out 2 boxes of mango juice and explained to me how a specific enzyme would react with THC in marijuana and intensify the high. We were trying high sex for the first time and I knew it was going to be a wild ride but mango juice to power up? I was skeptical but curious. I pulled out glasses for us and poured my juice as he poured his. I opened the balcony door, loaded the bong and took a rip, held it in and blew it out the balcony before passing him the bong and savoring that burn.

Our clothes came off and I feel like I just teleported into the bedroom, fully naked. My memories burst through consciousness like stage lights flashed to open each scene. He ate my pussy out expertly. I sucked his dick until I gagged. He got on top of me and fucked me long and slow. I rode him at different speeds, taking notes of the strokes I liked the most. He fucked me again. I rode him. He fucked. I rode. He. Me. He. Me. We just kept taking turns working all night until our throats dried up.

“Let’s take a break”, he commanded. We both got up to drink and take another rip at the bong. We stood in front of each other and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled him in and blew the smoke into his mouth to share the buzz. We stood there making out and I smiled, this was better than I imagined all day. I wasn’t just enjoying the sex, I was enjoying the company as well.

We went back into the bedroom and I rode him lustfully. I looked into his eyes and I smiled thinking of how lucky I was to find him. The thought made me giggle and he asked me why? “Nothing. I’m just happy.” Happy is the perfect way to describe how I feel about the things I do with him. This is trouble, I thought to myself but I didn’t really care.

He asked me to sit on his face and rub my clit against his lips. Don’t get me wrong, I love having my pussy eaten out but my horniness hits a level that is only satisfied by a penis, deep inside my pussy. I begged him to fuck me. We flipped over with him on top and he began to thrust deep into my pussy until he ran out of breath.

Sex is teamwork so when he’s spent, I take over. I got on top of him and began riding him as he guided me with his hands on my thighs, he had a specific pace that he enjoyed. “Longgggg and slowww”, he repeated as each word went with the back and forth motion of my hips pushing and pulling away from his groin.

“Let’s try something else.”, he said as he grabbed the dildo and lube from the side table. “Ride me reverse cowgirl”. I got into position, inching my way over his dick until I found the right spot and he slowly entered my pussy with his dick. I got into a good rhythm as he groaned and played with my asshole. He put lube in my asshole and slowly began to push the dildo into my ass while he continued to fuck me. He held the dildo in a way that would stop me at the precise spot he wanted me riding his dick and I rode him obediently until wave after wave of orgasms came over me and my legs gave out.

I laid down next to him and he wrapped me in a tight hug. I kissed him and snuggled up to him to catch my breath.

We eventually got up to clean up and grab some drinks to quench our dried up throats. I took a glass of mango juice and chugged it while he walked over to the living room and plopped down on a lazyboy. I followed him and put one knee on either side of him as I straddled him and asked if I could ride him again. I don’t believe in breaks, I believe in just riding until my legs give out and that’s what I wanted to do. We started slow but my lust took control of me and I was soon thrusting with all my might with my arms propping me up over him. I must have pushed too hard because the recliner tipped over and almost flipped us so I immediately stopped and crawled off him giggling. “Did we break the lazyboy?”, he asked. “I hope not!”, I answered as we both got up and moved to the folded up recliner next to us. “Let’s just use this folded up so it’s more stable”, I laughed as he sat and I mounted him. He slowed our pace down to long and slowwww as I rocked back and forth on his dick.

We moved back into the bedroom. We fucked until morning, until my legs gave out. We laid there, a tired hot mess and tried to get some rest but my mind raced with thoughts of all the things I still wanted to do with him. I guess I was in a hurry to make the most out of this because I didn’t know how long I would really have him for tonight, and beyond this since nothing is certain. The thought was daunting but I shook it off, I would just keep going because I knew that I wanted to keep going for as long as we possibly could.

“Do I have your consent to keep fucking you if you fall asleep?”, he asked. “Yes.”, I answered confidently even if I doubted I could even fall asleep with him next to me.

We held each other close, I snuggled up next to him with his arm behind my head as my pillow and a hand on his chest as we both drifted in and out of sleep. This was the first time I was cuddling with him and I was still nervous. This was also the first time I would ever try to fall asleep with a stranger and that probably bothered me the most. Boys and girls, do not try this on your own. I actually look back and count myself lucky that my stranger turned out to be a decent guy who didn’t rob or kill me. It’s still a real risk in the crazy world we live in but if I have to be honest, the thrill of that made this whole experience even more exciting.

We’d wake up and whisper words to each other when either of us moved and then drift back to sleep, I felt his hands glide around my body in soothing circles as mine slowly moved up and down his torso, sometimes down to his crotch to check if he was hard again until it lulled me to sleep.

I woke up to him quickly getting up and I watched in the dark as he his silhouette went between my legs and he positioned himself over me preparing for missionary, he slapped his hard dick on my pussy lips and I marveled at the feeling of how hard he was and how wet I still was. I moaned into the quiet morning as he pushed himself deep inside. He thrusted into me over and over as waves of pure pleasure ran through me. I felt like I was dreaming but he began talking and I began answering until I began begging him to cum inside me as he fought himself over the thought of how irresponsible we were being at this very moment. “I want you to remember your first creampie”, he confidently said.

I forced every last bit of energy out of myself to squeeze his dick with the walls of my pussy until he began to thrust harder and harder and he released his cum deep inside my pussy. My pussy gripped him tight as he pumped every last drop of cum into my longing pussy and held himself in place to keep it all in.

We were so cum drunk. I could not believe that this was real. Sometime that night he asked me if I would be writing about our sex. He had read a story I wrote long ago and he wondered if I would do the same with these new memories. Hell yeah!

>”I’ll write them on Google Drive and send you a link.”, I said.
“Will you post them?”, he asked.
“Eventually.”, I replied.
“I’ll add the details you forget.”, he offered.
“Yes please!”, I quipped. I knew my mind would be clouded by all the orgasms.

**That’s how this little diary began.**

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lxxsep/fm_sex_all_night_ends_with_a_creampie_in_wake_up