My partner has had a few very stressful weeks, just busy at work leading up to a big (online) event. Last weekend was the first weekend we have just to ourselves, so we decided to make the most of it. Saturday morning we woke around 7:30 and popped some edibles; an hour later, after going back to bed, we went outside to toke and drink some coffee on our patio.
He made breakfast, and we got ready to head out. It was so humid—the air just felt heavy, and the sun is hot—the kind of weather where you know you are going to be sweating no matter what.
He’s wearing a light pair of baggie shorts and t-shirt, and I’m in a long linen dress. Just easy, breezy. Pleasantly stoned, we decide to take a walk—maybe go get some granita at a pizza place in Little Italy. When we arrive, we order some granita and head to a nearby park to enjoy it. The park is just slammed with people—lockdown restrictions ended recently, so people are just out, enjoying themselves. We found a little bench to sit and savour the granita.
My partner is just enjoying his treat, watching some young adults play a game of bocce, when I hand in the remote to my We-Vibe.
I love this thing. Simple. Easy. It’s comfortable when it is off and it stays in place so I can go about my day / evening. My partner is usually in charge of the remote, which just cycles through different patterns; we’d like to upgrade and get the one that you can control from your phone—I think it would make it even more exciting for him—to be able to see the actual strength and pattern of the vibrations.
He turns it on, and cycles to one of the lowest settings; I position myself so I’m sitting on the edge of the bench. I rock back and forth, almost humping the vibe and clenching it up further up into my cunt, and down onto my clit.
The vibe is deep in me and I’m starting to feel the low, slow build up—we’re not in a super busy spot, but a couple walks by and sits almost two feet behind us, so we decide to return to the pizza place to order a pizza to bring it home—it seems like a necessary component of this sex-capade by this time.
After we order, we head around the side of the building to wait out of the sun and away from the crowd. I’m pushed up against the building when he turns on the vibe again; it feels incredible—just a low slow throb deep in my cunt. While I’m against, the wall, my partner is standing about half a foot away from me—he’s still just slowly sipping on that granita. I look over and notice a security camera—honestly the camera makes me feel a little self conscious—is it super obvious what we are doing? This pizza place is *really* good—it would be humiliating to never be able to come back haha.
He talks dirty to me as we wait, describing how he’d like to fuck me, bend me over, shove his cock deep inside my wet pussy. I’m grinding on the wall now, hardly able to hold in my orgasm, so I just release and let it wash over me.
Our order gets called so we grab the pie and start to head home; my legs feel almost numb—I don’t think I’ve ever cum standing up before.
By this point, I’m just dripping wet—fucking soaked. I’m truly anticipating not just the pizza, but the incredible fucking session we are going to have that afternoon—it’s all in the foreplay! When we get home, we don’t waste much time—the pizza can wait, honestly.
He dives into my pussy and starts licking me—this guy is a lowkey champion pussy eater. I don’t think our friends would ever view him as capable of it, it just seems so outside of how he presents himself. But he takes his time, uses his tongue to broadly lick my pussy lips, then to burrow down into my cunt. He uses the tip of his tongue to play around the opening, drawing circles around my cunt. When I can hardly take that, he moves up to my clit, holding the tip of his tongue on the very very very top and applying the lightest pressure. He moves his tongue down my clit and licks the sides, just like I would lick his cock. Honestly, tasting myself is one of my favorite things—I love how sweet and clean I can taste, but also how it changes a little—a little more sweaty from the heat, but still … sweet? so I pull him up kiss me and I lick my cum off of his moustache and mouth.
I’m quick to cum, so we need to take breaks or switch positions—He lays back so I can blow him and I take his cock into my mouth. I’ve been trying to perfect the deep-throat lately, and slowly build up to take his whole cock in my mouth. I use a lot of spit, and press the head of his cock up against the roof of my mouth—I kind of run his cock to the back of my throat from there, keeping the head of his penis on my palate the whole time—this way I can take the full length into my mouth and encourage his cock to slip down the back of my throat. He starts to buck his hips, which I love, but quite can’t take on yet, so I choke a little—I’m eager though, a dream I have that we haven’t talked about yet is that he truly face fucks me while I’m riding a dildo on the floor (or maybe another guy altogether?)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oam6wa/teasing_each_other_all_day_fm