Winning an argu[M]ent while inside my G[F]

So, to start this story, I want to give a bit of backstory on our sex life as its relevant to the argument. I’d say we have a pretty healthy sex life averaging around 3-4 times a week. It wasn’t like when we were first together when anytime we met up we’d fuck in 2-3 sessions and met up multiple times throughout the week. I would initiate but she would almost never turn me down.

At some point our roles shifted. It went from me doing 90% of the initiating to her doing 90% of the initiating especially once we moved in together. If you read some of my other stories you’ll see how I really awoke the slut in her which is why she allowed herself to be more forward. Any sense of holding off as she’s “not that kinda woman” faded a couple months into our relationship and she’s all aboard the train to pound town these days. In terms of initiating though, there were a lot of factors to this but the main ones were the pandemic, weight gain on my part and my anti-depressants. In this period I was turning her down a lot (although I’d always offer to go down on her, I am a gentleman afterall) and we were having less sex probably averaging once or twice a week or so (counting PiV only). I wasn’t feeling great about myself in general at the time and my desire to have sex was an extension of that. Not to mention it’s hard to fuck right when you’re outta shape. We did discuss things at the time and while we had a few arguments these conversations took on a less dire note as I switched antidepressants, the pandemic ended (or it at least ended in our hearts lol) and I lost weight. I’d say our initiation is pretty even in terms of how often we ask but my initiations lead more to sex than hers do as she’s almost always in the mood or easy enough to turn on. She’s a bit of a slut like that in the best way possible and I just can’t always keep up.

Sorry I swear this is relevant as it gives context to how this is a bit of a sore subject to me. How *dare* you imply I’m less virile than I perceive myself to be ma’am?

So anyways, onto the real story. I had been out of commission for a couple days due to a bad back so on Friday we were both happy to fall into each other again. We fucked Saturday and Sunday on two separate occasions. A bit more frequent than usual but also not particularly out of place especially as it had been a couple days. When I got home Monday night after hanging out with a friend I knew what I wanted. I come upstairs to her in bed and smile.

“Well I was going to ask if you wanted to fuck but you seem to be all cozy.” I say as I stand in the doorway.

She looks at me and her eyes widen a bit.

“You wanna fuck again? No wait, don’t go, I’m just surprised.” She says as she quickly pulls the covers off and gets up to bend over the bed and shake her ass for me.

God I love this slut. If you look at my other stories I mention how great her ass is and I can’t get enough and she knows I love it when she throws herself at me like this.

As I smile and go to strip she says something that irks me in just the right way.

“I just don’t know when you aren’t going to fuck me for 2 weeks again.”

Now, dear reader, have you ever been simultaneously a bit mad and hurt about something but play it up a bit for fun? While that’s where I was at. I wasn’t really mad or hurt but it is a sore spot for me and most importantly she was being unfair to how often I make sure she gets dick. Even at my worst a 2 weeks drought was something that happened maybe once. She almost certainly said this to edge me on, she’s really fucking good at that and likes the whole “bratty sub gets punished” dynamic.

“Two weeks? Get outta here with the ‘two weeks’ crap. Name one time that’s happened. You don’t go without it for two weeks. I was just out for a couple of days and you pretend you’re starved for affection. What no response? Answer me, you know I’m right.”

She doesn’t respond at all and about halfway through my little rant comes over and just takes me in her mouth. FUCK she knows how to argue. I try to keep going and get her to admit she’s wrong but she just ignores me knowing if she’s got her mouth on my dick I’ll peter out. Well, she was right.

I wasn’t really in the mood for receiving oral though so I pushed her off and dive face first into her pussy. A lot of times I’ll give a slow tease building up to it by nibbling on her thighs or just gently licking her folds. Tonight though I immediately start licking around her clit as soon as I’m down there and after a couple seconds move towards slow, HARD licks from the bottom to the top of her clit*. Doing this for a bit I quickly make her cum but I’m not done. I make her ride out an organism with my tongue on her clit as much as I can manage while she’s bucking around. I then build her up and make her cum in a similar fashion twice more as I have her legs pressed back a bit and she’s unable to escape. Finally I feel I got my point across and come up for a bit of a breather as I was going at it pretty hard. We cuddle and make pillow talk for awhile as a small siesta before we fuck. At this point I had forgotten our little argument entirely and we were chatting.

She asks me what things she does that turns me on the most. I mention her ass in any context (never fails) but especially butt wiggles while we spoon always gets me going. I love her moans, her gasps and her little quivers as she gets more and more turned on. The little sounds she makes egg me on just perfectly. I love how responsive she is to me. I love how well she knows what I want from her and knows exactly what position she needs to assume from my body language. Really I just love fucking her.

Of course as I say all these sweet words to her I start to get hard again thinking of all the things she does that drive me crazy. I mention that to her and she smiles. She gets off of me and knows what I want from her and gets on all fours. She’s a good girl like that.

As I enter her and we both let that entrance groan / gasp, she next asks, “Do you prefer fucking me when it’s been awhile and you stretch me out or when you hit a streak and I’m all ready for you?”

Honestly, they’re both great and I say as such. Sometimes it feels nice to stretch her out but just as often I can appreciate sliding right in. Honestly I just like fucking her and as long as I’m inside her I’m loving it. I explain all this as I’m slowly picking up momentum and getting a nice steady pace going. God I love fucking her. Something about my ADD brain picks up on some unfinished business though.

“And since I love fucking you so much it makes you saying two weeks all the more crazy. Come on two weeks? Be charitable to me.”

I continue on my rant for a bit while fucking her. I can’t see her face but I’m imagining she’s rolling her eyes while I go on vaguely complaining about her statement while also saying how much I love fucking her. I grab her hair right by her head to try and look at her. We both know she’s trying her best to ignore me on purpose.

“Answer me. Say something.” I say, borderline snarling. She stays quiet hoping I run out of steam again. Unfortunately that’s a miscalculation and she forgets one thing:

That’s that I’m a petty bitch.

I stop fucking her. I tell her,

“Tell me I’m right and I’ll keep fucking you.”

She groans, upset not only that I stopped but she also knows I am that fucking petty (no pun intended). She moans out a “You’re right babe it’s unfair for me to say two weeks.”

“Thank you! Finally!”

I start fucking her again, slap her ass which jiggles beautifully while I pick up my speed. She gets a reward for telling me I’m right; and because she gave me what I want I give her the hard fucking I know she craves. I start really slamming into her. Grabbing her by her hair and shoulder to completely control her like I know she loves. After a couple minutes of this I hear the fruits of my (hard) labor:

“I’m going to cum!”

I pickup my speed as best as I can to finish her off. She cums and I feel the contractions on my dick which is always a nice reward. I pull out and lay next to her, absolutely beat at this point. Working out my (mild) ire through fucking is cathartic but goddamn is it exhausting. After that I don’t even have it in me to cum and we just lay together, panting and enjoying the afterglow.

Before we went to sleep though I make sure she takes care of me and I fuck her face, completely controlling her head while I thrust in her mouth before I cum. We both passed out not long after.

Hope you enjoyed reading! Comments are always appreciated :)

*I’m not sure if this is generally enjoyable or not. Women I was previously with seemed to prefer softer and a bit more sensual especially as a build up and would never want me to go as hard as I do with her or work their clit as directly as I do with my GF. My GF lets out a guttural moan almost every time on the first hard lick. It’s pretty fucking hot.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wq2jj2/winning_an_argument_while_inside_my_gf

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