[MF] Her cop boyfriend dropped her off at my place so that we could fuck (long)

I don’t have that many stories fit for this subreddit, but I figured I would share the few that I do have. If this one gets some traction and I have the energy, I’ll try to write up others.

Anyway, this took place back in the early summer of 2020. Just to set the scene, COVID is in full swing but the initial lockdowns are starting to fade in my state. That said, I’m still not going out of bars or anything at this point. And, since I live alone and have been working from home, I’ve been going crazy from the isolation.

It’s a pretty standard weekday night. I’m sitting on my couch, drinking a few beers, and absent mindedly watching Netflix. I’m also browsing OkCupid on my phone, because I am (A) bored out of my mind, (B) a bit tipsy, and (C) a little horny. And that’s when I came across Meredith’s profile. There isn’t much text and only a couple of photos, but the main one catches my eye. She is wearing an extremely low cut dress with a lot of cleavage – not quite as extreme as the JoLo dress, but close. I figured why not, so I sent a message: “Nice dress” with a smiley face emoji. Yeah, it’s a low quality message, but there isn’t much to the profile. You get what you give.

About an hour later, I got a response. “Thanks, though I think it would look better on your floor.” Ugh, a scammer – but really, what was I expecting? But I was bored and this is more interesting than re-watching Boardwalk Empire for the fourth time, so I decided to play along. “That would be quite the sight. ;).” And, from there we started trading sexy/flirty messages.

Keep in mind, at this point, I’m certain that I’m chatting with some scammer halfway around the world and I’m only going along with this because I’m bored and drunk. But during our exchange, she asked me if I was a firefighter or a cop? Uh, huh. That’s sort of an odd question, definitely not the kind of question you’d normally expect from some Russian scammer.

“No…,” I replied.

“Okay, good. Sorry, that probably sounded really random, but it’s my only rule.”

Okay, that’s odd. Wait, is Meredith real? I asked her where she lived and she responded with the name of a neighborhood not too far from where I lived – not something your average scammer would know or care to look up. So I asked another question – something only a local would know and got another real answer.

Holy shit. Meredith was a real person. Turns out, she was a medical student who moved down to my city at the start of COVID to finish up her classes remotely, while doing an internship at a local hospital. She had a place not too far from my place, but she was living with a guy – with whom she was in a open-relationship.*

*Now I say open relationship, but this was a pretty one-sided open relationship. Basically, the guy she was seeing – a local cop – wanted her to move in with him and become official. And, she said that would only work if she could still fuck other guys, so he reluctantly agreed. His only stipulation was that she couldn’t sleep with anyone he knew – hence the question about whether I was a cop/fireman. Again, my understanding is that he didn’t really like this arrangement, but went along with it nonetheless.

Back to the story.

Over the two weeks or so, we would sext pretty regularly. Usually when one of us was bored or drunk, which was pretty often given COVID. Sometimes it would just be a text or picture. Other times it would be a more drawn out exchange. By the end of the week, I was Pavlov’s dog – I’d get hard anytime my phone buzzed with anticipation of a video of her masturabting or a photo of her with a cock in her mouth. Sadly, we hadn’t been able to get our schedules to line up, since she was busy with school.

Then on a Friday night, I sent her a text and photo to let her know that I was thinking of her. And, about 30 minutes later I got a text, “What are you up to tonight? ;)”

“Nothing much. :)”, I replied.

She said that she was out to dinner with her boyfriend, but asked if she could come over afterwards. “Sure thing, just let me know when you are one your way :)”

“Great! ;)”

Another hour later I got a text letting me know that she was on her way and getting close. I greeted her at the front gate with a hug and she followed me up to my place. She already had a drink with her (restaurants were doing to-go cups at the time). Once inside, she took a seat on my couch and continued to sip from her drink, while making small talk and complimenting my apartment. I poured myself another glass of wine and took a seat next to her. Meredith was about 5’5″ with green/hazel eyes and light brown hair that hit slightly below her shoulder. She was wearing jeans and a lightweight top that showed over her cleavage. She wasn’t thin, but she was overweight by any means either – pretty average build. But she had a nice face, a good smile, and big tits.

For the first five or ten minutes, we just talked about her day and life in general – I don’t really remember. It was oddly non-sexual given how forward she had been up until this point. We just sat there – chatting and sipping our respective drinks. At some point, I made a joke and she grazed/slapped my thigh while laughing. I put my hand on her thigh in turn and we continued to chat. I was already pretty loose and I didn’t want to get drunk, so I set my glass down. By now, my hand was now running along her thigh – my fingers tracing the seam of her jeans. All the while, she continued to talk with the occasional flirty comment or pregnant pause.

There was some tension, but – at some point – I decided she wasn’t going to make a move unless I did. So at the next lull, I motioned towards her cup and asked “Do you mind?” She gave me her cup and I took a drink before setting it down.

“I think that is enough of that,” I said – before looking back at her.

I could tell by her face that I had caught her off guard. But she must have been able to see the desire in my eyes as I looked at her, because her look of confusion was quickly replaced with a coy smile. “Fucking finally,” she exhaled.

The next few seconds were a bit of blur. I leaned in and we furiously made out, while I ran my hands over her body. It wasn’t long before her top came off and then the suction bra she was wearing. At this point, I’m seated on my couch and she has climbed on top so that she is straddling me while we continue to make out. She is grinding on me while running her hands through my hair, while mine are squeezing her ass. I break away every so often, so that I can bury my face in her tits – taking one of her nipples in my mouth and rolling it between my lips until I can feel it harden while she kisses my neck and moans. After a couple minutes of this, she starts to undo my belt buckle – all without pulling away.

After undoing my pants, she stands up so that I can pull them down. And now with my pants around my ankles and hard cock out, she drops to her knees in front of me and takes me in her mouth. I rested one of my hands on the top of her head while she bobbed up and down on my cock, but she didn’t need any encouragement. I’m not a huge guy, maybe just a little above average (you can check my profile if you are really curious) – but I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl that was able to take me as deep as quickly as she was. And while it might not have been the best blowjob that I have ever gotten, she was so enthusiastic about it that more than made up for it. After a few minutes of her blowing me, I pulled her up and suggested we go to my bedroom.

We made our way to the bedroom, where she slid off her pants and I pushed her back on the bed. I climbed on top of her and we made out for a few minutes, while she stroked my cock and I fondled her tits. I started to kiss down the length of body until I was positioned between her legs, my face hovering just a few inches above her pussy. I lowered my head and gave the inside of her thigh a couple of quick kisses before giving the slit of her pussy a long, firm lick from bottom to top.

She let out a soft moan and I went to work. I started off slow, licking the length of her slit using the flat of my tongue. And, as she settled in, I started to apply a bit more pressure and tease her clit – drawing wide circles around it before licking her lips again. Every so often, I’d apply some suction – pulling one of her lips into my mouth to roll it between my tongue and upper lip. As her breathing became more labored, I started to focus more and more on her clit – now tracing smaller circles around it, occasionally brushing against it directly. She began to moan and squirm, but I held onto her – my hands gripping her waist – so that I never broke contact with her. Her moans became loader and her hips started to buck, but I stayed with her. She began to curse: “Fuck…God…Fuck.”

By now, almost all of attention is focused on her clit. She is moaning and letting out slight screams, while her hips shift every which way. Her right hand is buried in my hair – holding me close to her – while her right is squeezing her tit and pinching her nipple. I can hear the sharp inhale of her breath as my tongue races across her clit; I can tell she is close. I grip her firmly and focus all of my attention on her clit – drawing constant, firm, circles around it with the flat of my tongue. She is begging me not to stop, while her thighs clamp down against my head. And, I can feel her body shake as she cums.

Afterwards she pulled me up by my hair, I kissed her and – letting her taste herself – before reaching across to my nightstand to grab a condom. I rolled onto my back to put the condom on, while she got on her knees and began to straddle me. When done, she grabbed my cock and gave it a few strokes before sitting up and then lowering herself onto me. She started to ride me slowly while leaning forward so that her tits were hanging in my face. I grabbed her ass with both hands and gave it a good squeeze before letting my hands wander up her sides until I was fondling her tits. I pulled her closer, so that I could suck on her nipples while she rocked back and forth on my cock. After a couple of minutes, she leaned back and started to ride me a bit faster. My hands rested on her hips, guiding her as she rode me – occasionally giving her ass a smack.

She was pretty vocal, which is a huge turn on for me. She was moaning softly and telling me how she has wanted to fuck for a weeks for now, how good my cock feels in her pussy, and how she wants me to cum for her. Her dirty talk flipped a switch in my brain and suddenly I couldn’t get enough of her. I pulled her closer to me and rolled on top of her. She let her arms extend above her head as I started to fuck her in missionary. With my right hand, I grabbed her leg behind the knee and lifted it so that her right leg was up against her torso – allowing me to bury my cock deep inside her. She let out a long, deep moan and told me how good that feels. I propped myself up so that I was sort of on my knees and she held her leg in place, so that I can fuck her harder – but I still couldn’t get enough.

So I got off the bed and flipped her onto her stomach before pulling her towards me, so that her legs hung off the bed. Then, I lined up behind her, gave her ass a firm smack and rubbed my cock against her slit. She moaned as my cock teased the entrance of her pussy and begged me to fuck her. So I gripped her by the hips and slid my cock into her. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it to stifle her moans, while I fucked her hard. I was holding onto her as tightly as I could – pulling her back to meet my every thrust. Every so often, I’d spank her ass when I had to readjust my grip in order to get a better hold of her. By then, she was basically screaming into the pillow and occasionally raising her head to tell me how good my cock feels. As I continued to pump in and out of her, she asked if I had any neighbors. I told her that I did and she lamented that she wished I didn’t, so that she didn’t have to be quiet. I chuckled a bit – it’s not like she was being quiet – and told her not to worry; they were an older couple and the walls are thick. She threw the pillow to the side and began moaning even loader – telling be how good I feel, how she wants me to fuck her harder, how she wants me to use her. I gave her ass a loud smack and she yelped “Fuck.”

By then, she was throwing her ass back to meet my thrusts. So with one hand still gripping her waist, I slid my right up the back of her neck – my fingers fanning through her hair. I clenched my fist – gripping her firmly by the roots of her hair. I lifted her head off the mattress and could hear her pant as I continued to thrust into her. I was starting to tire, so I pulled out and – while still holding her by her hair – I pulled her off the bed. She collapsed onto her knees and I released her. I pulled off the condom and – without missing a beat – she swallowed my cock. I rested my hands on her head and caught my breath for a minute, while she bobbed up and down on my cock. Every minute or so she would come up for air, and lick my shaft while fondling my balls, before going down on me again. I started to guide her head down onto me. And, after a bit, she put her hands on my thighs and I started to face fuck her.

I was getting close and I could hear her starting to gag. So after she came up for air again, I lifted her up and threw her back on the bed. I reached into my nightstand drawer to pull out another condom. And, I watched her rub her pussy while I rolled the condom onto my cock. Then, I climbed onto the bed, spun her around so that she was in dogging position, and fucked her until I came.

After cumming, we both sort of collapsed on the bed. The pillows and covers of the bed were are over the place, the room smelled of sex, and we were both breathing like we had just run an 800m dash. So we just lied there catching on breath, our limbs draped over one another, too winded to even talk. After fifteen minutes or so, she collected her things and called an Uber. I walked her to the door, gave her a kiss, and watched her climb into the car – her makeup absolutely ruined. And that’s it. We texted a few more times, but she and boyfriend started having “relationship” problems – so we never hooked up again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s2j6jb/mf_her_cop_boyfriend_dropped_her_off_at_my_place

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