We hang out like this once or twice a week for the next six or seven weeks and I always spend the night. I make sure it’s a weekday so I can see my girlfriend on weekends and Summer always makes sure we meet up at her place after work and yoga. We got to learn a lot about each other over the weeks and we always touched on some of our intimate personal lives. Whether that was how she was insecure about her nose, the healing relationship with her father, and that she was ready to be a mother now.
One of those Thursdays nights that feels more like a Friday night rolled around. Summer has me come over after the gym as usual but this time she’s got a couple bottles of wine in the kitchen and the vibes more relaxed. She had been drinking prior to me coming and was wearing some baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I shower and put on my designated boy shorts like I do every time.
We start drinking together on the couch and watching a show on Netflix. We are on opposite ends of the couch facing each other. Somewhere in the middle of the show our legs wander together and I can feel her legs tense up when we touch. Adjusting my legs to be more comfortable I pull away a bit to give her space. We go back to watching the show and she starts coiling one of her legs around mine.
It was starting to get hard to ignore the tension from her skin rubbing on mine. There was a soft smooth pressure running up against my legs as she played with me. If she pulled away the vacuum of space I felt was crushing and wanted her back. Her attendance to the show never broke despite the rhythm of her body pulling me in. I was getting tired of the tease and was questioning my actions. I’ve cheated before and told myself I wouldn’t do it again. I disentangled myself from her body and excused myself to the restroom.
I got my head clear and tell myself that we’re just friends hanging out watching TV. We’ve been doing this for weeks now, it’s no big deal. I come back out and Summer has taken off her shirt and is now relaxing with her chest hanging out in a black bra. She makes an excuse about wanting to be more comfortable and pats the couch signaling me back. As I settle back down she jumps up and heads off to the kitchen. Summer comes back with a smirk and a little unmarked baggie in her hand. She stands over me looking down at me while I’m lying on her couch.
I’m looking up at her trying to maintain eye contact when she smiles and grabs a gummy out of the bag. She pops one in her mouth. Then she grabs another one and shoves it in my mouth and orders me to chew. That sicky sweet off brand cherry coats my mouth then the smell attached to my throat. I ask her if she knows the dose on the gummy and she laughs. A friend left it a while ago from a party and she’s got no idea. Cool.
She grabs a blanket and throws it on top of both of us and we go back to our respective positions. The touching has cooled off so we drink wine and chat about our day. Between the next 60 to 90 minutes I feel the wine slide into the edible and then Summer starts coiling both her legs on me this time. She’s less subtle and is rubbing her feet up my thighs and opening me up. At this point I’m not even able to think about anything but I can feel everything. I feel my legs relaxing and giving into her as she gropes father into my inner thighs.
I’m fully open now laying on her couch. She pulls back her legs under the blanket then pops her head underneath and I can feel the lace on her bra crawl up my leg. Her breathing gets labored underneath the blanket and she pushes her head and chest out next to my face. She’s positioned herself between my open legs with her hips on top of mine and our faces a few inches apart. Some asinine show rattles off in the background and I’m dead to everything but this woman between my legs.
She starts talking to me about nothing. At least it wasn’t significant to me. All I hear is the pulse of her hips grinding on mine. She won’t even acknowledge what she’s doing to me. She’s slow humping me while mumbling some nonsense about how many guys she fucked. The last guy had a six pack but he came too quick. She’s lost count now. She flushed her birth control down the toilet a few weeks ago. Maybe she’s at eighty or one hundred. She promises she’s clean. I lie there getting used and let my mind slip away. She tells me how she wants a baby and how bad she wants to be a mommy.
I’m engorged beneath her tight boy shorts that I’m wearing. She starts grinding higher up my body to let her pussy rock at the head of my cock through the fabric of our clothes. The rhythm slows down now cause she’s getting emotional. She needs a baby. It’s the next step for her. I want to take off her bra and suck on her tits while she babbles on about being a mommy. I’m too high though and just lie there and let her take advantage of my body.
She cries. I love her pain.
She eventually gets off me and cheers up a bit. I’m still pretty out of it in general. She suggests we take a shower to freshen up before we go to bed. I agree that’s probably a good idea and we shower separate. As my head is clearing up a general sense of guilt is creeping in on me. It was a struggle but I rationalized it away as Summer taking advantage of me while I was under the influence. It’s not like there was any penetration.
I head to sleep on the couch like I usually do and lie down in the dark by myself. Summer goes to bed by herself in her room. My head is spinning but I’m calming myself down from my emotions as the weed echoes out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uww8mx/mf_ecstasy_part_2