I was straight out of college when I first met Nicolette. She was a little bit older. I was 26 and she was 30. And even though the age difference wasn’t that significant, she had her life a lot more put together than I did. Despite this we hit it off right away. She was very smart and witty and quick with the comebacks. I fell for her right away. And was very happy when I asked her out and she said yes.
When the first date went well, I couldn’t wait to ask for a second, and the third, and within three weeks we were texting most of the day. The first time we slept together she blew my mind. It was hands-down the best sex I have ever had. It wasn’t only because of how infatuated I was with her, although that had a lot to do with it. It really was just how confident she was, her confidence carried into the bedroom. She wasn’t trying to please me like previous girls, she didn’t feel the need to pretend to be shy.. she made sure we both enjoyed each other. I certainly enjoyed her.
A few weeks later we were out to dinner and she ducked her head low to the table and said, “our waitress is very sexy, don’t you think?” I was scared to admit that I agreed. I didn’t want to make her jealous. But I knew she was not the type to get jealous.
“Yeah, sure.” I tried to play it off casually.
“Don’t be coy. She is gorgeous.” this led into her telling me that she was bisexual. She had a short term girlfriend in college, and a couple of ‘flings’. ‘Nothing too serious or romantic’ she said. My initial reaction was ‘Holy fuck, that’s so hot.’ but I think it also made me feel threatened. She maybe sensed what I was thinking then. “I like guys more. I don’t I would ever be with a girl permanently. But girls are so pretty, and sometimes you can’t help it. What about you?”
I am not sure if I knew exactly what she was asking, “I have thought about it. But never really acted on it.” That surprised her and then it surprised me. It wasn’t something I had given much thought too and I just blurted it out like that. I was terrified. She sensed it. She changed the subject back to her. She didn’t to make me uncomfortable.
This conversation however led to many more like it after that. She shared her kinks with me and asked me to share mine. I wasn’t really sure what my kinks were. To me, kinks were things I saw in porn and liked. “I like big tits… pierced nipple… a nice ass…anal.” God, I must have sounded like I was in high school.
“You ever heard of freeuse?” she asked. I had but I didn’t exactly know what that was. “Here, let me show you.” She pulled out her phone and showed me a video. She sure found that quickly. It was a video of a guy who just casually walks up to a woman while she is washing dishes, drops his shorts and slips his dick in her from behind. He fucks her. She continues to wash the dishes, doesn’t stop scrubbing. He keeps going. A few pumps and he holds in place. He then pulls back and his dick flops out of her. Cum drips out. He pulls up his pants and walks away. She has not stopped scrubbing. And the video ends.
I didn’t know what to say. “What do you think?” She asked excitedly. “The way it works is that we set limits. A set of rules. Like: Nothing that would get me fired. You can’t film or take pictures. Nothing illegal. Nothing that would physically harm either one of us. No bruising to the face and if I am asleep, use lube.”
“Asleep?”
“Yeah. Besides those things, you can do whatever you want. And the safe word is ‘pineapples’.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what I was doing. When I went home I looked up freeuse porn. The first thing that came up was a video of a MILF and her husband sitting for breakfast, chatting casually. and looking at “the news” on an iPad. The husband’s young son walks in and pours himself some coffee, sits down and starts chatting. He then stands up next to the MILF and pulls out his cock. She starts sucking it out of the side of her mouth, all while still swiping at the iPad listlessly. Every once in a while she would pull his cock out and read a headline, “oil prices are down this week” or “The local sports team won against their rivals, did you watch the game, honey?”” It all seemed kind of silly. After a few minutes, the step-son grab the MILF by the waist and stood her up and then bent her over the table and fucked her from behind. She continued to swipe at the iPad. I fastforwarded a little. He came on her ass, finished his coffee and said, “bye dad, bye Brandi” and grabbed a bag and left.
A couple of days later, I figured I would try something. I was driving her home from a date and her dad called her. As she was talking and exchanging pleasantries. I reached down her shirt and grabbed her tits. She smirked. Was that a part of it? Should I smile back? I did. I kept fondling her nipples. She kept on the conversation, undistracted, undeterred. In a couple of minutes. She hung up. I didn’t stop. She kept on playing with her phone. When we got home we had great sex.
Another time she was watching an episode of a show on Netflix. That time I pushed it a little. I figured I would copy the freeuse porn I saw. I pulled out my dick and rubbed it on her cheek. She repositioned her body so that it was easier for her to wrap her lips around my cock without my hips obstructing her view of the TV. With her right hand, she grabbed the base of my cock and pulled me closer to her. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed down towards the base of my cock. She let my push her around. I grabbed her hair a little for leverage and pulled her closer as I slowly fucked her face. Her gaze remained on the TV. I picked up the pace. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head of my cock. When I felt myself getting closer, I pulled my dick out and started stroking. I reached inside her shirt and pulled her tits out. She continued to watch TV. With a few more strokes I came. My load sputtered on her face and tits. She inadvertently flinched when it first hit her but she maintained her composure. I pulled my dick back into my short and walked away to the kitchen. I continued to watch her… she didn’t move. She sat there on the couch, tits out, cum dripping off her face until the episode was over. She looked stern and unmoved. When it was done, she got up and went to the shower. I heard her moaning through the door.
The freeuse fantasy grew and grew. We tried other kinks too occasionally. Anal, rimming, dressing up, bondage, we would sometimes watch porn together.. she was adventurous and she made me adventurous. But we would always go back to free use. She loved it so much. I tried to ask her why. I was starting to love it too now I wasn’t sure why. I was hoping to she would tell me why. Maybe I just liked it because she liked it.
She said, “In relationships in general sex is a sort of… a commodity, and you want to be there for your partner but sex drives don’t always match up. But it is important to try to be there for your partner, even if your sex drive isn’t…on.” She was fumbling over her words. I wasn’t sure if she was holding back her actual answer or she just didn’t know. It was really ok if she didn’t know, I thought. It’s normal to like something and no know why. I like free use and I am not sure why.
She looked up and let out a frustrating grunt. “Sometimes you want to be there for your partner and be” she searched for a word, “consumed by them.” She caressed my forearm involuntarily. It was cute. “But your anxiety keeps telling you that you ‘damn, you look like shit, hide yourself from everyone, hide your body, hide yourself from him.’ and you ADHD keeps popping things in your head. ‘Did you fill out that form?’ and ‘What did Deb means she said that she would have changed the meeting for anyone but me?'” She paused again and then looked at me. “It is just nice to not have to deal with that when you are being intimate with someone. It is amazing when you just spontaneously walk in and you just look at me and want me now and in the moment and you won’t let anything stand in your way. It’s… I am yours and you do with me what you want.”
I listened intently. I am sure what she said made sense but I couldn’t imagine that any of it was possible. Nicolette with the most beautiful and sexiest person in the world. On top of that she was confident and wise and mature and amazing. Anxiety? ADHD? I couldn’t fathom that someone so perfect could think this about themselves. I let her know this.. All of it. She was amazing and I wanted to say it over and over.
We hugged. We kissed and we cuddled until we both fell asleep.
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Now that I understood her kink a little more. Our sex life took off. After we were done she would say, “Next time, do this.” or “It would hotter if you did that this way.” We tried other things still but free use had become one of our go-to’s. Once a week we would do something. We tried different variations of things. Some public even, but mostly private. Getting caught scared me. We tried all sort of free use scenarios, she once pretended to be doing a cooking tutorial. She set up a camera on a stand and wore and apron. I walked in and bent her over the counter and fucked her from behind. She continued to do the tutorial. It was fun watching her struggle to get the words out. Another time I walked in on her in the shower and fucked her as she continued to clean herself.
She would even occasionally turn the tables around on me. She once gave me a blowjob while I was finishing a work project from home. She walked into the office naked. I looked up and smiled but she had her “face” on. I had learned to recognize it. She then crawled under the desk and blew me. When I came, she wiped the load of her face with her finger and wiped it in my shirt and walked away.
Another time I was in sitting on the couch in my boxers watching TV. I was leaning on the couch with my right elbow and had my left leg bent up on top of the couch. She walked over, sat next to me on the left, poured lube on 2 of her fingers, slid her hand up my boxer legs and slowly fingered my ass. She had learned previously that having a finger in my ass made me rock hard. Very hard. She kept going. Her fingers came in and out of me but she intentionally neglected that my cock had become hard and tented underwear. It drove me wild, and she knew what she was doing and she kept going. I tried to maintain focus. I looked at the TV. I focused. I tried to breathe in and out. Focus on my breathing. In and out. I needed her to touch me. She didn’t. I had to. I spit on my hand and reached into my boxers and pulled my dick out to the side and started to stroke it. When she saw that, she pulled her fingers out, stood up and walked into the kitchen. She pretended to do some work but she watched me as I loudly came. The sensation of her fingers lingering in my asshole. She smiled. She was proud of her work. We were on a whole new level of this.
The time that takes the cake for me though was about 8 months after we started dating. It was summer. Her parents had a lake house and once a year Nicolette would invite a few of her girlfriends and boyfriends over for a few days. She felt the need to give me a heads up, “things get pretty frisky”. She said everyone is constantly drunk or high or both. “Everyone hooks up.” Sounded fun. I was game.
“Also, after the weekend is over, my parents drive up to help me clean.” I had not met her parents yet. “You are more than welcome to stay and meet them if you would like. We usually stay an extra day or two after and then head back. But I know that this is a big step and you absolutely don’t have to, and I would understand. You can hitch a ride with one of the girls back.” It was nice of her to give me an out like this. She was very considerate.
“Would it be ok with you if I stayed?”
She looked at me with raised eye brows. “Yes” she smiled. “Yes it would.”
She didn’t lie about the time there with her friends. It was crazy. The lake house was private and there was no one around. I don’t think anyone brought any bathing suits. And if they did, they were mainly for taking instagram pictures. So much alcohol was consumed. I walked in on two of the guys having sex in a closet. It was wild. By the end I was exhausted. I doubted my decision to meet her parents at the end of all this. I am sure I wasn’t going to be very presentable.
But it all went well. They were nice folks, very welcoming and personable. I saw where Nicolette’s confidence and wit come from. Her dad was very stern. Not in an intimidating way, rather in a self-assured way. Her mom was sweet, a “jokester” She went out of her way to make me feel at ease.
After hours of cleaning up, the place was finally cleaned. So many empty alcohol bottles. At the end of the day we were all exhausted and decided to go to bed. Nicolette and I had stayed in the same bed so far.
Me: “Should I move my stuff to one other rooms?” I texted her
Nicolette: “No. We should be ok.”
Me: “Are you sure? I am worried that your dad might not like me.”
Nicolette: “Yes, I am sure. Don’t worry. That’s just what he looks like all the time. He likes you. I can tell.”
Me: “Ok🤷🏻♂️”
I offered to take a shower last and swept the deck while everyone showered. Nicolette’s mom went first, then nicolette, then her dad. By the time I showered the hot water was running out but it was fine. It was refreshing. When I walked out, the house was dark, clean and quite… very different from the last few days. I welcomed it. I slowly and quietly walked to the room where Nicolette and I slept. When I walked in, she was sitting in the bed playing with her phone. She was wearing a white shirt with spaghetti straps. Her nipples peaked through. On the bottom she was purple booty shorts. Her long legs would have looked amazing below them if she hadn’t covered them with the bed covers. She kept scrolling through instagram and twitter looking at the pictures her frinds posted of the weekend.
“I think I look cute in this one.”
“You do.” She did.
I softly closed the door. “Where are your parents sleeping?”
“Two doors down. The room where Mike and Tina slept” Mike was the bottom I caught in the closet. When I told Nicolette about Mike and Jeff she wasn’t surprised. ‘Yeah, Tina knows about and just pretends it’s not happening. Why? did you want to join?’ She joked. ‘Are you kidding? Mike is way out of my league. Jeff, on the other hand…’ I joked back. ‘Babe, you can have any guy here you want, all you have to do is wear those tight swimming shorts you brought.’ She smacked my butt.
“I hope they changed the sheets”
“Every year we have to just burn the mattresses.”
I was walking over to the other side of the bed to go to sleep but an idea came into my mind. I am not sure what came over me. Maybe it was the crazy week or where we were. Maybe it was Nicolette’s nipples that slighly poked out from underneath her white top. I walked over to her side of the bed instead of mine. I pulled the covers off. She looked up surprised. Her feet were crossed under the cover, one foot on top of the other. I grabbed the left foot at the ankle and uncrossed them. I dropped her left leg on the side of the bed. She continued to look up at me not sure where this would go.
I then, got down on my knees. I reached up and pulled her top down and to the left revealing her left boob. I put my mouth on it. She shivered with surprise. I waited for her to say “Pineapples”… She didn’t. I continued.
I continued to suck her left nipple. I could feel it slowly getting harder in my mouth. With my right hand I reached up into her left short leg. My hand landed on her pussy outside her underwear. She could stop me at any moment. She didn’t want to. She wanted me to keep going.
I pulled my hand out of her shorts’ leg and released her nipple from my mouth. She had rested her head against the back of the bed. I then reached both hands into the belt of her shorts, and into her panties and started to pull them down. She brought her leg back up on the bed and elevated her ass so I can pull the shorts and panties down. When they had come all the way off. She rested her left leg down on the ground as it was before. She had stripped panties on, red and yellow, they were meant to be cute, not sexy.
My right handed rested on her left thigh. She scooted her butt down in the bed as she rested her back back down on the head rest. Her pussy now in full view. She had a beautiful pussy. She really did. Her lips were plump and pale. When you spread them, they contrasted beautifully with a rich velvety pink. No hair was found after an expensive wax in preparation for this vacation week.
I started to slowly kiss the inside on her right thigh. That’s how liked to start. Lightly.. nibbling, kissing and caressing. It always drover her wild. At the same time, I lightly but swiftly ran my fingernails across the outside of her left thigh.
From there I slowly worked my way to her lips. They were soft and pillowy. The lights were turned low in the room but I knew that the more I played with them, the more their paleness filled with a faint pinks hue. She blushed. I used a finger from my left hand to pull her right lip to the side and with a swift movement of my tongue I gave her clit a lick. I felt her body flinch under my hands. She let out a quite gasp through sealed lips. We were still supposed to be quite.
That was my queue to proceed. I slowly started to eat her out. I could hear her breathing heavily and audibly. She fought back moans. We had to stay quite. I think that turned her on even more. The sneaking. She was still holding her phone, but she wasn’t even trying to look at it any more. It sat in her hand that rested on the bed. As things picked up, she dropped the phone and raised her hand and started to play with her nipples. That’s how I knew she was close. Very close. I increased the intensity. The speed. She accidentally let out a moan and raised her left hand to her mouth to muffle it. Her right hand still on her nipple. With this, she held her breathe in and clenched legs around my head and came. I could feel the waves of pleasure coursing through her body, starting at tongue on her clit and moving up. I knew when she was cumming because her breathing became irregular and shallow. She came continuously for about 2 minutes. When she was done she finally was able to take a deep breathe.
It had been a quiet explosion.
When she was done I stood up, wiped the corner of my mouth with my finger, then wiped my finger on her shirt under her exposed nipple. I then walked to my side of the bed, got under the cover and laid down. “You can turn the lights off when you are ready to go to sleep”.
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A few hours later I got up because I felt the need to go to the bathroom. Might’ve been around 2 AM. As I got out of bed I noticed that I was hard. I flipped up my dick into the band of my shorts and walked out of the room and slowly made my way to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I browsed some porn online. Just pictures and gifs. When I was done I was still erect. The idea of using Nicolette popped into my mind. I had never fucked her in her sleep before. “Just use lube” is what she had said before. That was the rule. So where is the lube? I walked back in the room and in the dark rummaged through her bag. I know she brought some but she must have already packed it away. She probably didn’t expect this to happen. After looking through a few side pockets, I found it.
Nicolette was a side sleeper. That was good. When I found her, she was sleeping on her left side under the covers. I walked over to the side of the bed and removed the covers. She had never put her shorts or panties back on, excellent.
I pulled my shorts and underwear off. I was still very hard even after all the lube searching. I reached my right hand under her butt and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. She felt me and fidgeted a little. I pulled her as close to the edge of the bed as possible. I then brought her knees up closer to her chest. Her pussy lay exposed.
I poured some lube on my hand and lathered my cock. I rubbed some on her lips. With one hand at the base of my cock and the other on her hip, I pushed in.. slowly. She was tight. More so now. She gave out a small quite yelp. She knew what was happening. I pulled out and then back in. I loved being inside her. I held in place for a second and felt her around me. I moved my hand from her hip to her left breast. It fit snuggly inside my hand. Her nipple poked out. I had wanted this all day. She had her fun, now I have mine. I started to thrust, slowly and deliberately. She made no noise. Out then in. Out then in. With every thrust I pushed deeper. Her breathing followed the same tempo as my thrusts. Everything was quite except the sound of her breathing and mine.
I grabbed her nipple in between my fingers. She had sensitive nipples and she loved having them played with. When I twisted it between my fingers she yelped again. It was dark, I couldn’t see her face but she was definitely awake now.
My pace quickened. I felt myself welling up. I thrust faster and faster. I felt her pussy tighten on my cock. She had control and she knew what she was doing. I let go of her tit and grabbed the hip again. I needed the leverage. Every thrust now pushed her hip further and further on the bed and I needed to pull her back. She let out a quite moan. Her breathing was quickening again. I felt the rise and drop of each shallow breath in her hip. She was cumming. She moaned a little louder and tried to stifle it again. That pushed me over the edge. I felt myself empty into her. Waves of pleasure washing over me. With every thrust I emptied more and more into her. She squeeze down more on my dick inside her. I kept going. More thrusting. She was still cumming and so was I. I was moaning. I remembered where I was. I slowed down and collected myself then I let out my breathe. It had been trapped in my lung. I was sweating. I slowly backed away and my cock flopped out of her pussy. My shorts were around my ankle. I bent down to pick them up and bumped her head on her ass. She was soft. I pulled my shorts up, walked around the bed, got under the cover and went back to sleep. Nicolette is an amazing girl.
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