My boyfriend Kayn and I love our staycations. We did staycations every one to two months when travelling was off the table due to COVID. Usually, they involved date nights at nicer restaurants, where I would treat us to an indulgent meal, and then a night of uninhibited sex in a lush room, courtesy of Kayn.
This time, we had dinner at a really lovely one-Michelin star restaurant. If you have read my previous stories, you might remember that I mentioned once that [Kayn and I can’t keep our hands off each other](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oqtnva/i_met_my_boyfriends_friends_for_the_first_time/). So throughout the 13 courses, if we weren’t eating, we would be holding hands across the table, gazing lovingly into each others’ eyes as we reminisced the memories over the past couple years together and looked ahead to the following times to come.
For some context, Kayn would be leaving our home city in about 10 days, and we wouldn’t be able to see each other for 10 months. We still hadn’t decided whether we would do long distance, despite our strong, healthy and loving relationship. 10 months without seeing each other just sounded too long, especially when we didn’t even know if we would be in the same place again after these 10 months.
After dinner, we spent the rest of the night naked in bed, jumping between watching Love Island, drinking complimentary bubbles from the hotel, cuddling and having sex. By the end of the night, we had already fucked five times, so we were both spent.
At 2 am, we were finally ready to sleep. We turned off the lights and slipped under the duvet, with me as little spoon and Kayn as big spoon. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of comfort and content as I snuggled up against him, a faint smile settling on my face. I felt so warm, comfortable and at home in his arms.
“Kiss me goodnight,” Kayn whispered softly by my ear.
“Ugh I was so comfy already!” I whined, but I turned my head around to give him a peck anyways. I could never turn down a kiss from him.
But the peck turned into two pecks, and two pecks turned into a lingering kiss. And then another. And just like that, the tips of our tongues found their ways to each other.
Without thinking, I immediately flipped over to face him so I could kiss my man properly. Just seconds after our initial kiss, our tongues were now deep in each other’s mouths, passionately dancing together. I don’t think either of us knew what got into us, but even after fucking five times already, we were desperate for each other again.
Because the room was pitch black and we couldn’t see, our other senses were heightened. I felt our lips and tongues pressed together as we grabbed each other and pulled ourselves as close as we could to each other. I heard our breaths quicken and our sighs of desire escape our lips. I smelled his skin, and I tasted his mouth. I loved absolutely everything I was sensing.
Our legs intertwined as our kiss grew more intense by the second. Our moans filled each other’s mouths, almost like we were begging the other to kiss us harder, deeper. Then with a sense of urgency, Kayn climbed on top of me, never pulling his body off of mine. And in one swift motion, he guided his penis to my slippery wet opening and glided.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned into his mouth. Though he couldn’t see the pleasure on my face, I’m sure he could feel it when I tightened my hands’ grip on his muscular body and my pussy’s grip on his cock. And he could most definitely hear my moans as I surrendered my body to him. He began thrusting deeply inside me, keeping his face close to mine. I listened to our breaths sync as we fell into the steady rhythm of his hips.
We continued kissing as he fucked me, only releasing from each other’s mouths when we could no longer hold in our moans, our groans and our growls. It was pure, passionate pumping, just two lovers who needed each other one last time before we went to bed.
“Oh god, fuck me,” I whispered desperately in his ear. “Please don’t stop. I love feeling you inside me.” Kayn responded with his sexy grunts, too consumed in humping me to form a coherent sentence.
As he continued to fuck me, the room began filling up with my cries of pleasure, the slapping sounds of his skin against mine and the slicking sounds of my wet pussy. The harder he fucked me, the louder these sounds grew.
“Fuck, baby I’m gonna come,” he groaned, still pounding away.
“Yes, please come for me. Please fill me up, please,” I begged helplessly. I just needed his cum; I couldn’t explain why. Just like any other time we have sex, it turned me on immensely to know he was planting his seeds inside me. I moaned as Kayn pumped his sticky wetness in me, his cock pulsing against the walls of my tight pussy.
His lips met mine again, gently this time. As he rolled off of me, he let out of a moan of satisfaction. We resumed our spooning position from before.
“I thought you just wanted a goodnight kiss,” I said to him.
“Yea, not sure what happened,” he replied. I could hear his cheeky grin through his words. He pulled me in tighter and kissed my cheek. “Goodnight, darls.”
“Goodnight,” I responded, heart warm from the impromptu session and his cuddles. For the rest of the night, we took turns spooning each other as we slept, never leaving each other’s arms.
Kayn, I know you’re reading this. I miss you so much – your kisses, your touch, your sex, your presence, everything. I can’t wait to see you soon and hold you again. Happy birthday, my love.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t2o2am/how_an_innocent_kiss_turned_into_six_times_of
Omg. He is such a lucky man to have you! I love reading the past of how turned on you get to know he’s planting his seed in you. Any chance for his seed to take root?