Second story about when my wife [F] and I [M] started seeing and sleeping with each other.

Here’s part two of the stories about the sex my wife and I first had when we started seeing each other (both 18 at the time, but this is a definite flashback since we’re both in our 30s now). I’d definitely recommend reading them in order. Where the last one left off—we had been texting back and forth and flirting for a while now, and then after a really muddy cross country practice, we both washed off completely naked in a stream in the woods where we had been running. The first story details this account. This next part is about where we went after seeing each other mostly naked before we even touched each other. Another long read:

Things weren’t really awkward after bathing in the stream. Really, we were both so horny for each other that it was just really hot. But she was nervous to do too much too fast, given her conservative parents, and I was a virgin too (not for any religious reasons etc, I was just shy and awkward around girls). I liked her so much that I was definitely willing to take things as slow as she wanted, even if it gave me blue balls all the time for those first few months.

We weren’t really “dating” at first, but just talking/flirting. But it was really hard to not get physical. This is the first time that we really actually touched each other. Maybe a week after we had washed in the stream, we were driving out to a cross country meet. Our school was really poor, so instead of giving the small cross country team a bus, we were literally just riding in the coach’s car. We managed to hop in the truck, since all of the seats were full. It was crowded with the bags etc, and we were both still sweaty from running the 5k race. We made a nest, essentially, in the bags. She was wearing her team hoodie and her running shorts. I had on a t-shirt and my shorts. We nestled in, and I put my arm around her, her head resting on my shoulder and my hand sitting low on her waist, my fingers just barely reaching down toward her butt cheek.

It was about an hour and a half to get back to the school parking lot. She put one of her legs over mine, her bare thigh resting against mine. I was focusing really hard to not get an erection, but I was acutely aware of her right breast pressing against my side in the hoodie. I started rubbing her hip under my finger, lightly. The other 7 or so kids on the team were chatting lightly in the actual seats in front of us. We had our backs to the front, and we were watching the roads behind us. It was just after sunset and the shy was getting dark.

I felt her head move, and I looked down at her. She was looking up at me, her blue eyes staring intently. I leaned down and we kissed for the first time. She put her hand on my stomach, and pushed her leg further over mine. We kissed very slow and quietly so that no one else heard us. I reached my other hand over and put it on her waist too, so that she was pulled closer to me. The talking ahead of us lulled, and she pulled away from my lips, glancing at the bag of the seat and listening to see if they heard us. Nothing. I leaned over and kissed her neck. It was sweet and sweaty and probably the best thing I had ever tasted. I slid my hand down from her waist to her thigh, stroking her soft skin, and then back up again. I was moving really slowly, so she could stop me if things were too fast.

I put my hand on her lower back and pressed her against me. She reached down and grabbed my hand. I though for a second that I had been moving my hand too freely, but instead of pulling my away she lifted up the hem of her hoodie and placed my hand on the small of her back and pulled the hoodie back down. I stretched my fingers all across her lower back, my fingers tracing the top of her shorts. I felt along the twin dimples over her ass that I had seen the week before when she was naked in the stream.

She poked her tongue into my mouth, tentatively at first, and then she pushed it in further. We were still moving very slowly and deliberately. Staying quiet and relishing the feel of each other. We were gradually folding up on each other, and her leg was now straddling mine. I could feel the heat from her pussy pressing against my leg. The fabric of her shorts was very thin. She pressed it against me. My cock was throbbing now, and it was lightly pressing against her thigh. I pushed my hand slowly further up her back, and I realized that she wasn’t wearing anything under the hoodie. I pushed my hand up all the way to her shoulders, gently tracing her spine.

She twisted her torso away from me, moving quickly, and all of a sudden her left breast was under my hand. She moved her hand from the back of my head and placed it over mine, through her hoodie, and held it, pressing my hand tightly against her breast. It was small, maybe the size of an apple, or a grapefruit. The skin was incredibly smooth; I had thought the rest of her skin was impossibly smooth, but that was nothing compared to the skin on her breast. Her nipple was straining hard against my hand, and I was very aware of both that this was the first time I had ever touched anyones breast, and the first time anyone had touched hers. I squeezed it lightly. It fit perfectly in my hand. I rubbed it gently, feeling her nipple move under my hand, her areola lightly ridged. We stopped kissing and we were both focusing on my hand on her breast, and the fact that there were about 8 or so people not three feet from us.

Her hips twitched, and she pressed her pussy right against my leg. I fancied I could feel that she was wet through her clothes, but I might have imagined it too. All of my muscles were tense, and I could tell hers were too. It took everything we had, I think, to not rip each other’s clothes off and fuck right there in the trunk. She pulled her hips away and whispered an apology in my ear. I could tell she was embarrassed for humping my thigh.

I didn’t respond, but I did pull my hand away from her left tit and grabbed her ass cheek, squeezing it and pushed her pussy back against my thigh. I gently moved my thigh back and forth against her, while I held her ass tight. She stopped fighting her own urges, and slowly by firmly started to grind against my leg. I could feel her abs working hard against my stomach, and her ass was tight under my hand. At this point, I had both of my arms wrapped around her I was I squeezing each one of her ass cheeks, in rhythm with her humping my leg.

She moved her hand down and touched my cock through my shorts. It had been rubbing against the side of her leg pretty much the whole time, but this was the first time she touched it. She grabbed it through my shorts and held it while she rubbed her pussy against my thigh. Her hoodie was still pulled up from when I had been grabbing her left tit, and though I still couldn’t see it, I could feel her breast pressing up against my chest, soft and warm and jiggling just slightly as the car bounced.

I lost all track of time while we were back there, but it wasn’t long until she orgasmed. I could tell right away what was happening. She gasped in slightly and bit down on my shoulder. Her entire body clenched tightly and her hips shot forward hard enough to scoot me a little to the side. She squeezed her thighs tightly on my leg and after holding that tense, curled up position for a few moments, she shuddered and then all of her tension relaxed all at once. She was quiet, breathing hard in my ear. Then she said “holy fuck. I’ve … I’ve never done that before.”

I whispered back “never? Not even like…” and I rubbed my two middle fingers back and forth together on the back her upper thigh. She shook her head. She pulled her hoodie down over her boob and nestled against me. She started rubbing my cock again through my clothes. “Sorry,” she murmured. I told her that was the best fucking that had ever happened to me, and I pushed my thigh against her pussy again and she started, and then closed her thighs back down on mine. There was no mistaking it now; she definitely got my leg wet through her shorts.

I didn’t cum or anything that time, but I took care of it quickly enough as soon as I got home. I thought it was hotter to make her cum instead, and that hasn’t changed.

More stories to come, probably.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r3sgj3/second_story_about_when_my_wife_f_and_i_m_started