Sometimes the stars align. This is the story of our real life tryst.
Written by him, from his perspective.
We’d been talking forever. I think it started with a comment on a picture. Partway through our first meeting over coffee, I told her I couldn’t wait to see what she tasted like. Her shocked giggle, smile, and the fire in her eyes was perfect. And now I found myself stepping out of my car, walking to her front door. I caught a glimpse of her through the window and she had the door open before I got there. The short dress she had on perfectly accentuated her curves. It hugged her hips and showed her long legs. I was mesmerized, but the rest of her looked to damn good to only stare at one place.
We started kissing before the door was shut. I was trying to get my coat off with one hand but not take my lips off her. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies, and she would gasp into my mouth as I squeezed her. Eventually my hands found my way to her hips, finding how easy her dress lifted. I let my hands glide over her perfectly smooth, bare skin, caressing her hips then roughly grabbing her ass. We made our way to the couch and I pulled her onto my lap, straddling me. I’d been hard since we started kissing, but now she could feel it. We began to pull at each other’s shirts, her hands on my chest and shoulders while my lips worked down her neck. I kissed down her breasts as her dress unzipped.
I remembered so many promises and teases and secrets we’d told. I knew that she could orgasm from nipple play, and I told her that she’d cum long before my cock ever slid into her. My mouth worked her breasts, sucking and nibbling on her sensitive nipples. My hands exploring her, grabbing her ass firmly enough to spread her apart. I already suspected she wasn’t wearing panties, but my fingertips brushing her bare pussy still gave me a thrill. My cock was throbbing- I needed more.
“Your bedroom” I said. She got up off me and guided me upstairs. As she started walking up I put my hand between her legs from behind and rubbed her wetness with every step. In her room, we stripped each other as we kissed. I loved watching her as she slid my pants down and my cock sprung out. And I’d seen so many pictures of her body, but nothing could describe seeing her in front of me naked. I pushed her on to the bed and began to kiss her body….neck, nipples, then filling her flowing tattoos down to her hips, and back up. I let my the tip of my hard cock brush up against her wetness a few times to tease her. Finally, I made good on what I had told her in the coffee shop. I spread her legs wide and began kissing her thighs, the very edge of her pussy lips, and running my tongue over her pussy mound, teasingly just above her clit. Her moans were incredible. I could already taste a hint of her sweetness, but I forced myself to wait. I focused on kissing her lips, spreading them apart, tracing the outline of her pussy with my tongue, then gently up and over her clit. I worked up to the point of sucking her clit into my mouth. I wanted to slide a finger in to finish her orgasm, but there’s only one thing that I wanted penetrating her right then.
I’ll never forget that first penetration. I guided my thick head in, then focused on her eyes as I slowly thrusted in, inch by inch. I got about halfway in then just enjoyed her tightness gripping my head with every short thrust. But we both wanted more. Her scream when I went deep got me even harder.
We fucked forever in her bed. Missionary, then her legs up over my shoulders, doggystyle….passionate, primal, and sometimes brutal. I reminded her later that I had said I was going to fuck her like I was trying to break her in half, and I always keep my word. Multiple orgasms later, I finally exploded in her. I drove in deep and held her close to me and filled her.
We laid there catching our breath and tried to cuddle, but immediately started a pattern for the entire night- cuddling turn to kissing to touching to oral to fucking. She’d always send me videos stripping in her master bathroom, so I led her in there with a fistful of her hair, turned on the lights, and bent her over the counter. Her perfect ass looked even better when she bent over. Getting to see her reactions in the mirror when I slid into her from behind put me in a very primal mood. I grabbed ahold of her perfectly curved hips and pounded into her pussy from behind. Her shaking screams were only cut by the sounds of me smacking her ass echoing across the room. The red handprints probably stung more as my hips slammed into them.
Finally, exhausted, drained, and dehydrated, we both collapsed. We agreed to go downstairs and have a drink and relax together. The relaxing part didn’t last long…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tnwte4/what_happens_when_a_reddit_babe_meets_her_long