*This is not a recent story.*
Once upon a time, I was living with my parents in a small city that was less than an hour from the Big City. I would go to the Big City all the time – I had plenty of friends who lived there, and the bars were much better. And when I was bored on the train, I did my fair share of swiping.
That’s how I matched with Brittney. She had strawberry blonde hair dyed pink and was thick in all of the right places. We started chatting and it quickly became apparent that she was a Horn Dog.
There was one problem: she had a boyfriend.
No, she wasn’t cheating on him. I made sure that that was very clear – I am not interested in being a part of infidelity. But she and her partner had come to an arrangement: they could fuck whoever they wanted, but not in the apartment that they shared. Unfortunately, with me living with my parents, that stopped any rendezvous of the sexual sort.
Time went on and we unmatched. And then we matched again. And then unmatched. And then matched again a third time. By this point it was like bumping into an old friend at a coffeeshop: “Hey how’s it going, yeah we should make this happen, no not yet, etc etc.”
But then something changed. I moved to the Big City.
I’d found a basement apartment at the north end of town, just barely on the subway line. But it worked, and I suddenly had a place where Brittney and I could get freaky.
No, Brittney wasn’t the only reason I moved. But she was a reason.
I texted her like, an hour after I got to my new digs. I hadn’t even set anything up. I just texted her: “Guess who just moved to town?”
She replied with a line of :P emojis.
We met up the next night. I was nervous – we’d both built this first encounter up so much and we hadn’t even ever spoken a word to each other. But my fears were quickly laid to rest: she was bubbly and fun and COOL – so cool! We had a few drinks at the bar and then decided to walk up to the subway and make my way back to my place.
We stopped in a park on the way to make out a little. Then it started to POUR and we made out more in the rain. I called us an Uber and the poor guy – we could barely keep our hands off of each other in his back seat.
I won’t apologize for passion.
We got back to my place and the door was barely closed behind me when our clothes came flying off, leaving a clear trail between the door and my bed. She knelt in front of me and took me into her mouth, moving her hands up and down my shaft while making the most incredible slurping noises. I grabbed her head just to slow her down a little, not wanting to bust too soon.
We switched places and I was between her legs now, licking and sucking her clit with abandon. One, two fingers went inside her, curling up and pressing down and making her gasp and squirm with pleasure. I looked up at her and asked if she liked what I was doing. Brittney replied that she was such a slut for my mouth.
“You’re a little slut, are you?” I asked the next time I surfaced for air. Her juices were covering the entire bottom of my face – I am a very enthusiastic pussy eater.
In response she pulled me up and turned around, presenting her beautifully round ass to me. “You can’t believe how long I’ve been wanting to do this,” I said before I spanked her. That got a little gasp out of her. “Did you like that?” I asked, spanking her again. “Do you like it when I’m a little rough with your ass?”
“Play rough with me, daddy,” she moaned back, and I gave her another smack and watched the incredible jiggle as I put a condom on and then plowed into her from behind.
“You never answered my question,” I said, moving slowly into her. “You’re such a little slut, aren’t you?”
“I’m such a slut for your big cock,” she replied. “I love feeling it inside of me. Fuck!”
“Do you want me to fuck you faster?”
“Yes! Yes please, fuck me.”
So I did, spanking her once and a while for good measure. “Pull my hair, too,” she asked, and I obliged, reaching forward and grabbing a handful of her bubblegum pink hair, pulling her head back.
“Oh, FUCK,” Brittney moaned as I thrust into her, harder and harder. I was grabbing onto her waist and pulling her into me as I thrust into her faster and faster. My balls were slapping against her ass, making very satisfying *slap slap slap* noises. “You’re – so – much – better – at – this – than – my – boyfriend!”
Well, with that sort of encouragement I couldn’t last long.
“Your ass is going to make me cum,” I told her.
“Cum inside of me, Daddy!” she cried out, and I could tell that we were both close now. Fuck, I could feel my cock start to pulse with her words. “Fill up my tight little pussy!”
I gushed into her, grabbing her and pulling her as deep as I could go. She started shaking and collapsed in front of me.
We cleaned ourselves up and I ordered her an Uber. I fell asleep mostly naked in sheets that smelled like sex.
I knew then that I liked the Big City a lot.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u1i18d/mf_i_may_or_may_not_have_moved_to_a_new_city_to
Great story, good times!