Out of all the one-night stands I’ve had – and I’ve had my fair share – there’s one that continues to stand out. Maybe it was because I was in my care-free twenties but even years later, this is the one experience I remember in vivid detail. And it’s one I’d relive if the opportunity arose.
I was home from university for a short visit before returning to my summer job. I’d been reconnecting with some of my old high school friends and just chilling at my family’s place. We had a small pool house with sleeping quarters and a bathroom and that’s where I’d been crashing, since my younger sister was sleeping in my old room while hers was being painted. I didn’t mind – I liked having some private space.
I was hanging out by the pool when my friends Tina and Sherry stopped by for a visit. They told me about a party happening that night at a mutual friend’s big country place. I was definitely in the mood to let loose. We drove into town to pick up some alcohol and the girls said they’d drop back to pick me up in a few hours.
After a relaxing afternoon by the pool and a casual dinner with my family I went out to the pool house to get ready. I showered and ran a razor over my legs, making them silky smooth, and over my pussy, leaving only a small, defined landing strip. I dried myself off and smoothed coconut lotion over my body. I stood naked in front of my mirror, inspecting my tan lines. The contrast between my bronzed body and and the areas that had only been covered by my tiny bikini helped emphasize my pert C-cup breasts and my neatly shaved pussy. I pledged to add some topless sunbathing into my routine as I brushed my long, brunette hair and applied some subtle make-up, including a light pink lip gloss.
I slipped on a comfortable, lacy bralette and a matching pair of thong panties. I loved the feel of the fabric as it slid over my smoothly shaven vulva. I slipped one of my favourite sundresses over my head – comfy but form fitting enough that it showed off my curves and short enough that you’d get an eyeful of my bare ass if I bent over too far. I completed the outfit with some strappy sandals that showcased my freshly painted toenails.
Tina and Sherry showed up right on schedule and we made the short drive over to the party. When we arrived there were already quite a few cars parked in the open field beside the barn. After parking we made our way to the main house where most of the guests were gathered. Everyone was mingling in the large kitchen which was the staging area for mixing drinks and snacks. We waded in and fixed ourselves some drinks and stashed our booze. I recognized a lot of faces from our high school days and also noted a lot of new faces. We circulated through the crowd, greeting old friends and making some new acquaintances.
Boisterous conversation and drinks flowed easily as the crowd continued to build. When the majority of our senior year high school ladies volleyball team found ourselves all together we downed numerous shots in celebration. I was feeling increasingly loose, relaxed and happy as I socialized and drank with abandon.
At one point I found myself chatting with my good friends Katy and Claire, who I’d grown up with. They introduced me to their friend, Steve, who apparently was going out with Katy’s friend, Teresa. She didn’t seem to be around and as we chatted I could sense Steve checking me out. I hadn’t sensed anything remarkable about him when we were first introduced but his obvious attention, combined with my propensity for slutty, no-holds-barred behaviour when I’m drunk, translated to a high probability of something salacious transpiring.
Eventually we found ourselves out in front of a large, outdoor bonfire. I was huddled with Steve as we drank, chatted and laughed together. In my slightly inebriated and sloppily lustful state I was leaning into Steve, wrapping my arm around him for support while noting his muscular build. In response, Steve’s arm was wrapped around my waist, his hands occasionally grazing my bare ass, which was obscured in the darkness away from the fire. He didn’t seem to be concerned about his absent girlfriend and as his fingers caressed my ass I could only focus on my increasing arousal and the growing wetness between my legs.
The party crowd was slowly dispersing and I realized I had no idea what had happened to Tina and Sherry, who were supposed to be my ride home. Steve assured me that he’d be happy to deliver me home, a promise punctuated with a squeeze of my ass. I was only too happy to accept his offer.
We made our way to his truck and Steve helped me in. He slid into the driver’s side and flashed a grin at me, glancing down at the hem of my sundress which was hiked high up on my thighs.
“I’m curious to find out whether there are any panties on underneath that dress,” he said with a sly grin as we drove away from the party.
I fixed him with a mischievous smile as I slowly hiked my dress up higher and spread my legs, revealing the abbreviated triangle of fabric covering my increasingly wet pussy.
“The panties are just an adornment for my hidden delights,” I said playfully.
Steve grinned confidently as he drove us. He reached out and ran his fingers up my thighs, tracing the edges of my wet and swollen labia over my panties. I murmured my approval as I reached over and began to massage his crotch, feeling him harden under my touch. I was willing him to pull over so we could focus on what we both obviously wanted but I looked up and was surprised to find we had already arrived back at my place.
“You should come inside,” I said as I looked at him with urgent need.
He didn’t need convincing and moments later we were in the pool house, making out enthusiastically, running our hands eagerly over each other’s bodies. We broke apart briefly and Steve pulled my sundress over my head. I reached down to unbuckle his belt and we recommenced our ardent make-out session. I reached into his boxers and stroked his cock, elated as I felt him swell and harden under my touch. I love the powerful feeling I get when I know I’m responsible for transforming a flaccid cock into a throbbing, rock-hard tool for my personal pleasure.
As he kissed me Steve caressed my ass and slid his hands inside my thong, tracing his fingers along my dripping labia before spreading them wide and probing deep inside, eliciting an excited moan from me as he penetrated me, causing me to spread my legs wider in invitation.
We continued to shed our clothes as we ravaged each other’s bodies. Steve deftly removed my bra and kissed his way down to my breasts, sucking my nipples into highly sensitized and hardened pleasure points. My panties and his boxers hit the floor at the same time. As we stepped out of them he pulled me toward him as he sat back on a chair. I straddled him and we kissed passionately, grinding against each other with fervent need.
I was so wet his cock was sliding between my labia with no resistance. I desperately wanted him inside me and I was working my hips, trying to position my pussy so his cock would slide inside me as we ground against each other.
“I don’t have a condom,” Steve gasped.
There’s no stopping me when I’m drunk and horny. I want a cock inside me and I’ll abandon cautious consideration for reckless, lewd and libidinous action every time. But I do try to make sure I’m somewhat prepared to be DTF.
“I’m on birth control,” I said softly as I reached down and gripped his shaft, positioning his cock head between my swollen pussy lips.
Steve groaned as I dropped my hips, allowing his cock to slide inside me. I moaned in satisfaction as I felt each inch fill and stretch me until he was balls deep inside me. I began to ride him, savouring the sensations with each stroke as I bounced up and down on his turgid cock. We continued kissing each other ravenously as we fucked with uninhibited abandon. Steve’s hands were massaging my breasts and tweaking my nipples while I rode his cock ardently, each thrust punctuated by my moans of pleasure.
He interrupted our kiss to lean down so he could lick and suck my nipples. As I savoured the exquisite stimulation of my breasts his hands moved down to my ass and he began to pull me down onto his cock, intensifying the tingling pleasure I felt with each forceful thrust up into my pussy.
And then, with one inspired move, he pushed my pleasure meter up to 11. Still gripping my ass Steve stood up from the chair and picked me up like I weighed almost nothing. I was surprised at Steve’s strength and the fact that his cock was still completely buried in my pussy. My surprise was transformed into euphoric delight as he picked me up and pulled out of me almost completely and then dropped me onto the full length of his cock. The intensity and angle of each vigorous stroke was stimulating multiple pleasure points simultaneously. The pool house echoed with the sounds of skin frenetically slapping against skin and my ecstatic moans as Steve dropped me onto his cock over and over. If anyone in the main house was awake they were getting quite a show.
Steve’s athletic fucking was unrelenting and soon I felt an intensifying quiver emanating from my core. My orgasm erupted explosively, washing over my body in unrelenting waves.
“Oh fuck! Oh god! Oh! Oh! Oh! Mmmm, yeah!” I wailed in euphoric glee as Steve continued to fuck me relentlessly, dropping me repeatedly onto his wonderfully hard cock.
He didn’t let up, continuing to fuck me as I was coming harder than I’d ever come before. The overwhelming orgasm suffusing my entire body didn’t diminish as we continued our energetic standing sexual marathon. Moments later my wails increased in pitch as the second pinnacle of my orgasmic wave permeated my entire body. My legs quivered uncontrollably as Steve manhandled me and my exclamations of pleasure had become unintelligible utterances of ecstasy.
Eventually Steve walked us over to the bed and laid me down on my back. I was still recovering from my multi-orgasmic haze as he shifted my legs up onto his shoulders and began to thrust himself into me urgently, seeking his own release, while eliciting more loud moans of delight from me. I was feeling euphoric and my pussy tingled as Steve continued to pound me. He thrust hard and held himself deep inside me as he let out a loud groan. I felt his cock throb and pulse as multiple jets of his hot come flooded my pussy.
Spent, he pulled out of me and let my legs drop from his shoulders before collapsing onto the bed beside me. I lay beside him, my body buzzing after so much exhilarating sexual stimulation. After a couple of minutes Steve asked me if he could take a quick shower which I said was fine. As I watched him walk naked to the bathroom I admired his powerful body and thought back to how I’d underestimated his attractiveness when we’d first met. And wow, could he fuck. I’d never had any man make me come from intercourse before and Steve had literally made me come harder than I ever had, period.
As I heard the shower turn on I got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. I gazed at Steve’s naked silhouette in the shower and realized I was still incredibly horny. I opened the shower stall door and Steve turned to look at me.
“Want some help washing up?” I said as I struck a sexy pose.
“You’re a keen one, aren’t you?” Steve said with a big grin as he pulled me into the shower.
We made out as the streams of warm water cascaded over our bodies. We started lathering each other’s bodies with soap and I eagerly stroked Steve’s cock and massaged his balls with my soapy hands. He hardened under my touch and moments later I was being pressed up against the shower wall as Steve slid his cock inside my pussy from behind. He reached around and massaged my breasts as he fucked me with slow, steady strokes. The shower was filled with our moans of satisfaction.
After a couple of minutes, much to my disappointment, Steve pulled out and turned me around.
“I want to come in your mouth,” he said with a look of desire.
I immediately sank to my knees and took him into my mouth, bobbing my head as I eagerly sucked and swallowed him. I massaged his balls and stroked his shaft as I looked up at him. He was watching me with a look of elated arousal.
“Good girl,” he said with a soft groan. “Fuck your mouth feels fantastic,”
That spurred me on and I picked up my pace, sucking and stroking him with an intensified enthusiasm. Steve began to groan in satisfaction and I moaned around his cock in response, grabbing his ass and swallowing his cock as deeply as I could. Moments later I felt him swell in my mouth and then the throbbing pulse as hot streams of come erupted onto my tongue. I moaned in appreciation as I sucked and swallowed every drop.
When I was done I stood and gave Steve a come-flavoured kiss.
“Fuck that was incredible,” he said with a big smile.
He grabbed the soap and resumed washing himself, paying special attention to his cock and balls. I was guessing he didn’t want to go home to his girlfriend smelling like sex and another girl’s pussy. We finished our shower and dried off. I flopped onto the bed, naked and watched Steve dress.
He came over and gave me a deep kiss, stroking my naked body.
“Thanks for the good time. Maybe I’ll see you around this summer,” he said before he walked out the door.
I was still a little buzzed and exhausted after so much sex and quickly fell into a deep slumber. I woke up the next morning feeling a little fuzzy but immensely satisfied as I mentally replayed the night’s erotic scenarios. I had zero regrets, even though I had fucked someone else’s boyfriend. I felt the tingle between my legs as I thought about being dropped onto his cock and I knew I was eager for a repeat performance if he wanted one.
Unfortunately we never crossed paths again. I ran into Katy and she did mention how well Steve and I had been getting along at the party but she didn’t have any idea that we’d ended up having sex and despite the small town gossip network, nobody ever found out about our illicit encounter.
I went back to the city for my summer job shortly after. I seemed to have developed an attraction for strong-looking men who looked like they could pick me up and pleasure me they way I wanted. It was a fun summer of hook-ups but I didn’t find anyone who came close to matching Steve’s prowess. Fucking him is a permanent part of my spank bank fantasies.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pkfogk/i_was_picked_up_and_fucked_better_than_ever