I was seeing this guy steadily and we were going on another date. He’s my favorite person to sext (sometimes for hours) because he knows how to make me feel wanted and I know what gets him going. It keeps us both horny as fuck since we don’t see each other often.
So when we do see each other, we play this kind of game. We go on our dates and pretend like none of the sexting happened. We hold back to let the tension build even more until we can’t take it anymore. It’s a game where we never needed to explain the rules.
The sexting a couple hours before includes pictures of what I would wear. It’s summer and I send him some photos of me in different dresses. He chooses a flimsy deep v-neck floral dress with no bra. A barely there black g string. I often let him do this so he knows I’m his, plus he wants to dress skimpily so I feel more humiliated in public.
It takes me a while to go over on the train. The textured fabric of my dress keeps my nipples noticeably hard and my dress is so short that some people get a peek at my ass cheeks. This turns me on, but I’m also thinking about the sex, and him.
He’s strong and loving. He likes when I call him daddy and submit to him. Nothing out of the ordinary, but I think he’s extraordinary. He is not afraid to be himself or grope me in public; it’s embarrassing but also endearing. He intimidates me because he is so smart, and I haven’t liked someone this much in a long time.
When I get to his place, he’s finishing up writing an article on his computer. The windows are open and a gentle breeze greets me. He’s completely immersed but greets me too, and gives me some kisses.
“Your hair is shorter!” He notices things sometimes.
“I just got it cut” I say kind of shyly. He pats on his lap so I can sit, and he wraps his arms around me to finish typing up his last thoughts.
“Okay, where shall we eat?” He pulls up a local foodie website and we start browsing together. We land on a veggie burger place to try. We comment on other restaurants that pop up.
But I’m starving. “Let’s go!” I start getting up.
He holds me down by my waist. “Wait…” He turns my face towards him with one hand and leans in to kiss me slowly, deeply. I’m enjoying it, but getting impatient. I’m actually HANGRY. I pull back a little and look him in the eye.
“Can we save this for later? It’s…” I hesitate as his hands move to my leg and slowly underneath my dress.
“I’ve been wanting you so badly all day. I don’t think I can wait…” he murmurs into my neck. His other hand starts rubbing my nipples through my dress. I didn’t expect this. He’s never done this. What happened to our game?
It’s hard to say no, though. I want him all the time. So I smile and say okay. He lifts me up and gently tosses me on the bed next to us. He closes the bedroom door and takes his shirt off. I’m laying there with my arms across my chest and smiling at him.
Come and get me – I say this with my eyes, and can’t help but laugh.
He gets on top of me and completely consumes me with his mouth and tongue. I sigh and he brushes the straps off my shoulders. He kisses my chest and then slides the rest of my dress off my body. He’s admiring my naked body with just a sliver of fabric covering my pussy.
“You look so sexy.” He unbottons his pants and walks over to position his cock over my face. I take it with my hand and slap it over my cheeks and lips, then on my tongue. He loves to watch me worship him with my mouth.
I say “MMMM!” like I’m going to eat him up, and I do by licking him up and down his whole shaft, then with slow circles around the tip. I take it in my mouth and press it against the inside of my cheeks, looking at him to tease him. He grabs my head and presses himself into the back of my throat. I push my tongue out of my mouth down his shaft to his balls. With my hand, I press his balls as hard as I can against my tongue. I want all of him in me. This drives him crazy and he moves from my face to between my legs.
“Flip over” he commands. I get on all fours and stick my ass up for him to look at. He parts my soaked underwear aside. I don’t need any more foreplay.
“You’re already wet” he says, pressing his dick against my ass.
I look back at him and say “Yes daddy. I’ve wanted your cock in me for so long.” He towers over me, slapping his dick against my pussy and clit.
“Look at you turn into a little slut for daddy’s cock” he says as I’m squirming my ass against his body.
“Yes I’m a slut for daddy’s cock.” I do turn into a fucking slut for him.
He can’t hold back any longer. He slowly pushes inside of me, tightly gripping and squeezing my ass. I’m looking back at him through my hair, gasping as he fills me up. Fuck, he makes me feel so used. He starts by giving me long strokes, eyeing my whole body and then leaning over to grab my neck and hold me upright against his body. I’m bouncing up and down his dick now and he moves his hand to my breasts from behind and kisses my neck and face.
“Look how much you love to fuck me. I don’t even need to do anything”. He lets go of my body for a second as I continue to bounce on his dick, with my arm wrapped around his neck. I’m so wet that I can hear everything squish together every time I press against him.
“You’re going to make daddy come if you keep fucking me like that” he says, holding me to go slowly, wanting to last longer. He presses me down flat against the bed. His whole body is on top of mine, totally crushing me.
I take a hand and start playing with my clit. I want to come with him inside me. He gives me really slow, really long strokes to make me feel every inch.
“Fuck, daddy… I’m going to squirt all over you”. This makes him go even slower, pressing himself deep against my cervix before slowly pulling out to make me pant and groan. I laser focus on the sensations of us both throbbing against each other.
“Daddy, will you let me?” I’m looking back at him.
“Yes baby, do it for me.”
“Then fuck me as hard as you want me to come.”
He starts to fuck me so that my ass cheeks slap against his hips loudly. The sweat covering our bodies makes everything louder, more vulgar. I cry out as the orgasm rolls through me and keep playing with my clit, until I release a ton of squirt all over myself, him, and the bed. My squirt mixes with our sweat. This bed needs to be burned.
“Fuck yes you came all over me baby” he groans. “I’m gonna come in you now… Do you want it?”
I’m still shuddering but beg. “YES… Please daddy, come inside this little slut as hard as I just came all over you. Come in me as deep as you can. Come… COME!!”
He buries his face into my shoulder to let out a giant growl and groan all mixed together, heaving, moaning. He turns my face to kiss, our hair matted together. We sigh into each other’s faces and laugh. Our sex is addicting and we could lay here forever. But our stomachs are now grumbling. Time to satisfy the rest of our appetites.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tpy3rd/an_unexpected_hors_doeuvre_fm
Wonderful story and excellent writing! Had me rolling at burning the bed though lol we just got a waterproof mattress cover, looking forward to reading it out.