I’m still close with an ex, Megan. Last night, neither of us had anything going, so we met for dinner and a couple of drinks before going back to my house to watch a movie. Boring, right? We never got to the movie.
I went to the bathroom and came out to her stripped down on my couch, legs spread, fingers rubbing…
“Farm Boy, take off your shirt,” she commanded in a fake British accent. Seems a little Princess Bride role playing was going to happen.
“As you wish,” I replied before pulling my shirt off over my head.
“Farm Boy, remove your pants.”
“As you wish.”
“Farm Boy, stroke your cock and make it hard,” she demanded from her seated position. “As you wish,” I locked eyes with her and stroked my dong while she played with herself.
“Farm Boy, let me taste you.” “As you wish.” I stood in front of her, her mouth opened, and she took the tip into her lips. Her tongue gently twirled around my knob. She opened her mouth more and drew me in, sucking lightly, savoring me on her tastebuds. She stopped her oral performance after a few minutes, got up and turned around, kneeling on my couch, resting her chest on the back.
“Farm Boy, return the favor.”
“As you wish,” I whispered before kneeling down, spreading her ass cheeks open, and going in to lap up the warm moisture that had accumulated along her swollen labia. I massaged the perineum before circling her taut asshole. She moaned with delight with each passing of my tongue tip over her orifices. Orally, I brought her to the brink.
“Farm Boy, fuck me from behind.”
“As I wish,” I responded before using my cock to tease between her lips and against her clit before I entered her slowly. Her back arched downwards as she accepted my length. I went slow, enjoying this warm familiar box that I’ve consumed so many times in the past.
“Farm Boy, fuck me harder. I want to scream.”
I increased my tempo and the power behind my thrusts until her ass cheeks were slapping against my pelvis. I pulled her up and back so that her back was against my chest. One hand around her waist to work her clit, I played with her tits and squeezed her nipples with the other while I continued my pounding of her sloppy wet pussy. “Oh Farm Boy! Fuck!” She groaned.
“On the floor, Farm Boy!”
“As you wish.” I dismounted and laid down on the floor in front of the couch. She squatted over me, the opening of her cunt barely resting on my cock. She lowered herself down until I was fully in and began to rock back and forth, grinding me deep and against her g-spot. She leaned back, arms behind her so I had full view of her belly and tits. She kept grinding until… “Farm Boy, I’m cumming!” She yelped. I could feel her vagina tighten and pulsate around as a warm wave of orgasmic pleasure went through her.
She leaned forward until we were chest to chest, began kissing me, and started moving her hips up and down. She came again with me inside of her like this two more times.
“Farm Boy, you may cum now,” she giggled breathlessly. I grabbed her hard and held her tight against me as I fucked her harder and faster. My ass was bouncing off the floor.
We rolled over with me on top and her legs wrapped around my waist. I grew closer to cumming, I could feel it welling up in my balls.
“Farm Boy, I demand that you cum!” She commanded, still using her British accent.
“Asssss youuuu wiiiiiish!” I yelled as I emptied my load in her.
I stayed in her and on top of her and we kissed for a bit until I went soft.
“Good Farm Boy,” she gave me a light pat on the cheek when I pulled my sticky gooey cock out of her dripping snatch.
We got cleaned up and actually cuddled naked on the couch sharing a bottle of wine after that for a couple hours.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4h5fx0/sex_with_the_ex_princess_bride_roleplay
We love that movie! We need to do our own role play. Great story!