I met her in early January at a nightclub in Miami. We were drinking, dancing, and making merry. She was wholesomely cute, in a midwestern sort of way. She played softball at a college in Michigan, and had come to Florida to visit her grandparents before returning to school. I was home for the holidays, and was mainly looking to blow off some steam.
About 1:00am, she told me that she was leaving because her brother wanted to get back to their grandparents’ home. “I mean, unless you want to give me a ride.”
“Sure,” I said.
Another hour passes, and she tells me that she is ready to go home. We decamp, go to my car, and start driving. I ask her for the address, and she gives me the street number.
“What’s the address again?”
She repeats it.
Fuck! That’s right down the street from my house.
“Do you know how to get there?”
“I think so,” I said.
30 minutes later, we arrived and I walked her to the door.
“Do you want to come in? I’m pretty sure everyone is asleep, and I have my own room.”
A few minutes later, we are shirtless and making out on her bed. I am kissing the tops of her breasts and her shoulders before removing her bra. Her breasts are ample, but firm. She is about 5’8″, with blonde hair, and the solid body of a college athlete.
She rolls onto her stomach and asks if I will rub her back. I find some lotion on the dresser, pump some into my hand, and start giving her a massage. After a few minutes, she moaned softly and rolled onto her back and unbuttoned her skirt. As she’s taking it off, I’m removing my pants.
We are making out again, in bed. I’m in my boxers, and she’s wearing a pair of black panties. We are grinding and touching each other, and her lips are warm and soft on my flesh. She kisses her way across my chest and belly before freeing my cock. She worked me energetically, cupping my balls as she licked and sucked my shaft. After a few minutes of this expert display of her oral skills I could feel the rumble in my loins. She had to know what was coming, because she looked at me as if to say, “Let me see what you’ve got.”
I fired a couple of shots into her mouth, which she swallowed with ease. But, she must have thought I was finished because she pulled back and was surprised by the next load across her breasts. She giggled a little before licking my cum off of her tits.
Then, it was my turn. I started working my way down her body, my tongue paying special attention to her pencil eraser nipples, then kissing her stomach, and dragging my tongue along the waistband of her panties before I removed them. She was obviously lost in the moment, because she didn’t object until I was about to return the favor.
I noticed the string about the same time she gasped, then started apologizing. She was embarrassed that I had discovered her secret. She was blushing, and about to cry.
I did the only thing I could think of.
I went down on her. As slid my tongue between her pussy lips and I licked her clit, I removed her tampon. I dipped inside of her, smelling her strong, musky scent, and tasting a combination of pussy and bloody lip.. I sucked and nibbled on her, I fucked her with my fingers and tongue. I found her G-spot, and soon, she was writhing on the bed, fighting back the urge to scream as her orgasms came in waves.
Clearly, all embarrassment has passed, because she was moaning, “Fuck me already.”
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t care.”
I mounted her, pressing my cock between her lips, as she grabbed me and pulled me into her. She was tight, and very wet. A different kind of slippery. When I kissed her, she went wild. She started bucking as we fell into a rhythm, her movements matching my thrusts.
She got there first.
She dragged her fingernails across my back as her pussy started contracting, the orgasm crashing into her.
Then, I met her orgasm with my own, shooting my cum into her hungry little cunt. She kissed me, and purred, “It’s so warm.”
We stayed coupled for a bit, kissing and talking about what had just happened, and how her grandmother wasn’t going to be happy that she had a boy sleep over.
“I’m not sure how I’m going to explain this to,” she said.
“I’m not sure how you’re going to explain that,” pointing to the bloody sheets.
I told her that I lived just down the street, and she was more than welcome to come to my house to do a load (as well as some laundry).
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/105vi26/my_first_time_detroit_hockey
Very hot story, and bravo to a session with caution thrown to the wind without a condom. Was this actually your first time?