[MF] “can I come over? I can’t stop thinking about your cock”

I connected with a woman on tinder and our first tinder date went about as you’d expect a good tinder date to go. Met at a bar, had a nice drink together and some good, flirty conversation while looking each other up and down. As we were asked if we wanted another round we both looked at the other, smiled and asked for the bill. Making out on the way to our cars, a little tease at a the car, some head in the elevator up to my room, and clothes flying as we entered my hotel room.

We had both been honest about what we were looking for (a couple consistent FWB for both of us, variety is the spice of life after all), so it wasn’t a surprise when she admitted during our pillow talk that she had another date the next night. I told her I hoped she had a great time, then she worked her way down to take my semi-hard cock in her mouth and bring me back to life before we fucked again.

But but this story obviously isn’t about that night since I’m skimming over all the details. This story is about the next night… when she was on a date with another guy.

I was crawling into bed around 11pm when I got a text from her.

“Are you up?”

“Yes” I replied. “Just crawling into bed now.”

“Are you alone?” she asked.

“yes, why?”

“I’m on a date with this guy and I can’t stop thinking about your cock. Can I come over?”

Ladies, you know this already I’m sure, but if you don’t… THIS is a great thing to say to a man.

I, personally, love being slightly objectified by women. Especially sexually, and especially for my dick. I mean, hope you like me as a person, and I hope you find me handsome, and that you like my body, but when you say you need my dick, at is incredibly hot to me.

“I’ll be waiting…” was my reply, to which she told me she’d be there in 20min.

I quickly jumped in the shower and washed off, then through on my light grey sweats (I know what’s up) and a white henley, and got in the elevator to let her up to my room when she texted that she was in the lobby.

The elevator door opened and she was standing in front of it. I’m pretty sure I had a significant outline of a semi-hard cock in my pants, and her eyes went right for it. She walked into the elevator with a devious smile on her face, waited for the door to close, and then leaned in to kiss me as her hands when down my pants.

I’ll skip my description because you can see me in my other posts, but she was about 5’1, curly brown hair, pretty/cute, and a petite build with a bubble butt. Smaller breasted, tiny waist and a big round butt that she knew was amazing.

When the elevator door opened at my floor she released my cock from her grip and I tucked it back into my pants. We walked to my room and as I opened the door, she reached behind back to unzip her pencil skirt while still standing in the hallway. I opened the door for her, she walked past me dropping her skirt as she did, lifted her shirt up over her head and turned to look at me as I lifted by shirt over my head.

Her hands were on the waistband of my pants and she was dropping to her knees as she lower them. Her curly brown hair was the perfect hair for this night. Slightly wild, but hot. I held it back out of her face as she sucked my cock for a minute.

“This isn’t going to last long” she said. “I need you inside me bad.”

And with that I pulled her up, walked her to the bed and lay her back, removing her panties and she lifted her legs in the air.

Ladies, I think most of you also know this, but allow me to say it anyways… Removing your panties to leave you naked except for your heels is HOT AS FUCK. Leave the heels on!

So now she’s laying naked in front of me as I stand over her at the foot of the bed with my cock throbbing with anticipation. Normally I would use my big cock-head to tease her pussy but I knew she didn’t want that right now. I sensed that she kinda loved that 30min ago she was on a date with another man, and that she wanted my cock inside her as soon as possible.

I lined the head up with her pussy and pushed inside in one stroke.

“Oh fuck yeah” she moaned.

I grabbed her legs and held them wide as I pulled her back into me with long, slow strokes.

“Is this what you were thinking about?” I asked, knowing the answer.

“I was trying to listen to what he was saying but all I could think about what your cock”.

Again, ladies, take notes. Say stuff like this.

I picked up the tempo slightly, but still moderate strokes of full length. Pulling out until only my head is inside her, pushing in until I bottom out.

I leaned forward and helped lift her back into the middle of the bed, swinging her legs up over my shoulders as I mounted her. The long, moderate strokes continued, but now with a lot more force.

“Fuck” she’d grunt with each stroke, then have a second to stare into each others eyes, before I slowly pull out and pound her again.

“Your pussy feels so good” I told her as I thrusted.

She could only bite her bottom lip and nod in response.

We started to find a pretty good rhythm for a couple minutes before she started to move out from under me. Without a word, I took her cue and positioned myself on my back and she crawled on top, quickly grabbing my cock and guiding it inside her pussy again.

It was clear what she wanted. Her movements were urgent, and so I grabbed her hands and tilted my pelvis up so she had full access to my shaft and let her do what she needed. She rode me hard for about 30secs before she was overcome by her own orgasm. My hands when to her breasts and cupped them before she leaned forward into my hands to catch her breath. She was motionless for a few seconds before she slowly started to move her hip again on my cock.

She looked down at me with a passionate smile. I could tell that orgasm was exactly what she needed, and her look suggested now she want me to cum.

It was my turn to move from underneath her, and she knew exactly what that meant. Before I could even get to my knees she was on all fours with her ass in the air.

I pushed inside her, grabbed both shoulder and slightly lifted her back to me while pulling her back into my thrusts. Her ass looked amazing as my cock disappeared inside her tight pussy, and her flesh rippled with each thrust.

Pleasing her was no longer my objective. Now I wanted to cum. Her moans were now one long “fuuuuuuuuuck” as I neared my own orgasm.

With every thrust I could feel more blood filling my cock. The pressure was building as I tried to keep a rhythm, and finally all that released as I buried myself as deep inside her as I could get. I grabbed her hair and pulled back firmly and my cock throbbed multiple shots into her pussy.

Then we collapsed forward onto the bed, my cock still inside her, my chest against her back.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zcgiev/mf_can_i_come_over_i_cant_stop_thinking_about