Fucking my sweet artist friend [FM]

This is not going to be my usual post, but it needs to be written.

This man has a special place in my heart, and not just because he fucks really well. I met him in law school but he was the least attorney-like attorney have ever met… Which is probably why I liked him so much.

So I wrote about the first time we fucked where he painted by body. We never dated but we had a thing for a while after that.

I don’t know how to describe it, but sex was just different with him. I usually get super kinky and like to be degraded, but we straight up made love and it was wonderful. This is just not how I normally fuck.

So he cooks for me one night, and his passion for food is actually super hot. He literally fed me and told me what part of my tongue to focus on to truly enhance the experience.

*I have a theory that people who love food are good at sex because eating is supposed to be sensual*

Anyway, about halfway through the meal I tell this dude I want to fuck him and he says he wants to tell me I’m beautiful and “feast” on my body.

Well fuck…

He carries me to his bedroom and takes my clothes off very slowly with his teeth. He goes so slowly and kisses my naked body all over- literally starting on my finger tips and working his way all the way down to my toes.

Every time I reached for him, he’d stop me and tell me he just wanted to worship my body for a bit. He had told me before he was obsessed with my body, which is actually how our whole affair started. He flipped me over and just massaged me for like twenty minutes, telling me how much he wanted to make me feel good.

I asked what he wanted and he told me he just wanted to watch me come. When he finally put his mouth in between my legs, he let me play with his hair as he licked me over and over. I moaned his name when I came and cried when he stuck his fingers inside of me and watched me convulse with pleasure.

“I love watching you,” he said over and over as he started kissing up and down my body again as he continued to finger me.

I couldn’t take it anymore. Finally, I flipped him over so he was pinned to his mattress and tore his clothes off. When I put him inside of me, he sat up to face me and let me dig my nails into his back as he put a hand in my hair and gently pulled back so he could kiss my neck.

I told him I wanted him to come inside of me and he pulled me tighter and started whispering the sweetest dirty talk I’ve ever heard.

“I want to hear you scream my name all day, every day.”

“I want to lock you in this room and ruin you with my tongue.”

“I want to use your body until you can’t think of anything else but me inside of you.”

“I could write a novel about your body, but instead of a pen I’ll use my tongue to spell out the words on every inch of you.”

*btw, he said this all on Spanish and I thanked my younger self for having the sense to learn the language*

I’m really more of a *bend me over and call me a whore* kind of lover, but this was pretty fucking great.

He put his forehead to mine and asked me to look him in the eyes as I came. Why was this so sensual? I don’t know. But it sent me over the edge and I climaxed so hard and started crying because it was surprisingly beautiful.

He came seconds later and just stayed inside me for a while and kissed me.

Holy shit. He was so great in bed.

And no, we did not end up together. I actually introduced him to the woman who is now his wife. I told her he was very talented in more ways than one. After they fucked for the first time, she bought me dinner as a thanks.

*Edit: we had rough sex later btw and I blew his damn mind. More to come on that one…*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r9l742/fucking_my_sweet_artist_friend_fm