[MF] An old friend texted me because she couldn’t stop thinking about my cock.

So, a few summers ago, a college friend of mind started texting me out of the blue. We were both going to the same wedding later that summer, and she wanted to make plans to catch up. I must not have gotten the hint, because she eventually told me, “I mostly can’t wait for you to fuck me like you did that night”, referencing a night we banged for a few hours in all sorts of positions all over the house she was renting.

Some details about us for your visuals. I’m about 5’11”, fit, runner’s build, brown hair. My dick is about 7.5″, uncut. She’s about 5’9″, also fit, but with excellent curves. She’s blonde, blue eyes, firm C cups and a fantasic, large ass (again, curvy but fit). Most of my friends, guys and girls, admitted they had a crush on her at some point. She never really dated until the end of college.

Back to the story.

I was hanging with friends at the time, and I had to sit down to hide any bulge in my pants. I asked her which details she remembers, and we starting sexting for a bit before I told her I had to cool down until my friends left. Then she told me she couldn’t wait for me to cum over her body like I did last time. I just couldn’t wait for my friends to leave.

We sexted a lot over the summer, sharing some of our best fucks, and trading stories off /r/gonewildstories that we found hot. She loved talking up my dick, telling me how much it filled her up, how wet she was thinking about sucking on it again, etc. It was a fun summer.

So finally, the wedding comes up. At her request, we both held off from masturbating for two weeks so we’d be extra horny for each other (not needed, trust me). It was excruciating, but we did it. Fortunately (or unfortunately for her hair), she didn’t stop sending me sexy texts leading up to the trip.

At the wedding, we finally see each other. She’s got on this gorgeous red dress, I kid you not, that was cut past her cleavage. She pulled it off without seeming slutty, pure confidence and class. She stood out as the most attractive woman at the wedding, by far. She gives my a warm hug, pressing her boobs into my chest and a lingering eye. My buddy told me later he could feel the sexual tension, and I better go for it (I hadn’t told him about all the sexting yet).

I’ll skip over the wedding part, nothing crazy. Lots of catching up with friends and drinking and dancing. I watched her dance with a handful of guys, all trying their best, and I stepped in to dance with her whenever she seemed bored. Some of the guys were hot, too. Big ego boost.

Finally that night, we’re stumbling back to my hotel room, making out every couple of yards. She’s rubbing my cock over my suit and I’m groping the tit that I pulled out of her dress. We finally make it back to my room and get to it.

I bend her over against the wall, pull her dress up over her ass, and slide my full length in. she was dripping over her thong at this point, and it slid right in. I remember her gasping, telling me how good it felt, she hasn’t felt this full in years, etc. She cums in a couple of minutes, and I’m certain our neighbors heard it.

After we laugh and she catches her breath, and turns around to blow me. I take the rest of my suit off, tell her to keep her dress on, and then she swallows my dick. I’m groping her tits through her dress again, thrusting my cock in her mouth, and she’s moaning. All of this is too much for me, and it’s only 10 minutes in.

I tell her she needs to slow up if she wants me all night. She says, “I don’t care. Remember where I want you to cum?” I did, so I pulled out and released a monster load over her face and tits. If this wasn’t the absolute biggest load I’ve ever produced, it was the largest, thickest load. Like, thick rivers of cum sticking to her face, tits, whatever was behind her. I rubbed my dick on her face and tits and she licked me clean. Then she said, “now I want you to fuck me again”.

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I’d love to get some feedback, and I can share part two if people are interested.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mem9g7/mf_an_old_friend_texted_me_because_she_couldnt