[MF] Once Upon a Good Fuck

I wrote this a while ago about a night I had with my partner that always gives me the best flashbacks. Isolation has made me a lil horny so decided to share. Written more “story” style.

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“I know, but a tenth of the kitchen took almost 4 days to finally pry up – and that was with help!”

My friend was on his third drink and fifth rant about his house renos. I swear he only invites me out so that he can have someone to complain to. This routine is so typical. I nod, ask questions and act surprised at all the right times. Most times we hang out I try to take a genuine interest in what he’s talking about, but the thought of seeing *him* in an hour was making it difficult to think about anything else.

“Anyways, do you want to head off for pizza or grab a drink somewhere else?” My friend asked as he started to put his jacket on.

“Sorry not this time, I have to get home. Early morning and everything.” I tried not to look too excited about getting home. But I couldn’t help it knowing what I’d be going home to.

We parted ways with a promise to catch up again soon. As I walked home, I realized how tipsy I was feeling after those few drinks. The cool air felt nice on my face, but I still felt warm and fuzzy as I continued. I put my headphones on, but my thoughts were too loud to hear the music playing. For what seemed like the millionth time that day I started thinking about him. And more importantly, what he’d do to me later.

The dirty thoughts playing in my head during my short walk home had me feeling very turned on and very risqué. I’d worn lingerie before but hadn’t in a very long time. Tonight, with a little help from liquid courage, was going to be the night I brought it back out.

I got home, took a quick shower, and touched up my make-up. God I couldn’t wait for him to mess up this mascara later. An image of him pushing me down into my sheets flashed in my mind and a thrill ran through me.

*Bzz Bzz*

*Be there in 5*

It’s insane how four words from one person could elicit an almost Pavlovian response. Nipples now hard and already wet, I went to quickly change into my burgundy laced body suit and short skirt. I tousled my hair in the mirror and put on one last layer of lip gloss. I went to close my closet door and saw a pair of strappy heels that I never wore. The buzz from the alcohol was now fueling all my decisions, I said fuck it and threw them on just as my phone lit up. I buzzed him in and unlocked the door. I could hear the first set of doors open and shut; my heart was beating fast in excitement. I awkwardly walked around my front entry, trying to figure out how to place myself so that I didn’t look stupid.

The door opened and he walked in. He took in my outfit and his eyes roamed my body as he started towards me. His hands met my waist and it felt like every nerve in my body had turned on. His hand trailed down to grab my ass and he kissed me slowly. I could feel the same thrill run through me as before. He lifted me from the ground, my legs wrapping round him, and continued to kiss me as we made our way to the bedroom. To my surprise he put me against the wall instead of taking me to the bed. His body pinning me to the wall, he started to kiss me deeper and my excitement grew. All I wanted was him, all over me, kissing me, touching me. Thinking this, I started grinding myself against him. I could feel him getting hard and I couldn’t wait anymore, I wanted him. Badly.

He finally moved us towards the bed where I pulled off his shirt and kissed his chest. He kissed down my neck, between my breasts, spending time on each one before continuing down my body. He removed my shoes and skirt, leaving me just my laced body suit.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” He said as he made his way between my thighs. He moved the small piece of fabric covering my pussy to the side, I could feel his breath on my clit and my hands reached down to grab his hair. Gently, he started to lick my clit and down towards my center. I moaned in appreciation, getting lost in the feeling of his wet tongue rubbing against me. I was so lost in it that I gasped in surprise as I felt him slide a finger into me. The pressure felt so good. His pace picked up and I bucked towards his hand and mouth in response. I was so fucking ready.

“I want you.” I was already breathless when I pleaded for him.

“Do you?” he asked as he continued to finger me. He was teasing me.

My need for him was overwhelming, I couldn’t help myself.

“Please.” I begged. My urgency was hard to hide.

He pulled his finger out of me and made his way back up to kiss me. I grabbed his hair and kissed him back, hard, in response. He stopped only briefly to take off his pants. He continued to kiss me and started to rub his cock against me.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” I loved how wet he made me. He continued to kiss and rub me as I pushed myself closer to him.

Finally, he positioned himself and I could feel him enter me. I gasped as I felt his cock fill me. He started to thrust slowly but soon picked up pace. I tried to spread my legs further to grant him more access. Even as he lay on top of me, fucking me hard and deep, it wasn’t enough. I wanted him closer. I needed every inch of him on me and in me. We switched positions so he could get deeper inside me. I could feel his dick hit that spot deep inside me that made my mind go blank. I didn’t want it to end.

“I want you to cum.” He whispered to me as he pulled out.

He flipped us over and I straddled his hips. I leaned down and kissed him. Our lips moved in synch, the tingling in my body was very present. I felt the tip of his tongue and opened my mouth to allow him entrance. Our tongues met and moved together. I started grinding against his cock. He could probably feel my wetness dripping onto him as we continued. Sometimes it feels like I could come just from us kissing like that.

My desire was growing, and almost as if reading my mind, he helped move my hips so that I was positioned above him. Moving my bodysuit to the side, I slowly slide down and felt myself wrap around him. The same amazing feeling came over me, so full, and so deep. I needed a minute to revel in the feeling of him. Slowly I started moving my hips back and forth. His lips found my breast as I moved on top of him. His cock was hitting my front wall and my clit was pressed against him. I could feel the warm sensation start to build up in me. I’m almost embarrassed by how easily he could make me come like this. I kept riding him and I felt his hips arch in response. He was so deep, it felt so fucking good. My breath was getting quicker and shorter as I continued to move back and forth. I could feel my orgasm coming on. I said his name as my body felt like it was about to short-circuit.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” I asked desperately as I was coming. He grabbed a hold of me and continued to thrust as I came hard. Coming down from an orgasm like that was disorienting. I could barely open my eyes. Exhausted, I leaned forward and laid on him as he continued to fuck me. He felt so good. Soon I was grinding myself against him again, wanting more.

After my second post-orgasm come down, he gently pulled out of me. We kissed each other all over until he flipped us over again. He took his time peeling the bodysuit off me until I was fully naked in front of him. He turned me onto my stomach and got behind me. He pulled my hips up so that they were level with his. Again, he teased me with his dick, rubbing it against me. My clit was so sensitive to his touch, every stroke felt like it could put me over the edge.

I felt the head of his penis start to push into me.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

He started with slow thrusts in and out and worked the head in and then eventually his full shaft. His cock once again hit that deep spot and I groaned in pleasure. He started moving quicker and harder, the pressure felt so fucking good. He pinned me down to the bed with one hand and kept a hold of my hips with the other. He smacked my ass and my excitement grew. I fucking loved when he was rough with me. He grabbed a hold of my waist with both hands and started plowing into me. The feeling was so intense, I didn’t want him to stop. His hand reached around and started playing with my clit as he fucked me, and my pleasure increased tenfold. He felt so fucking good.

His stamina always amazed me; he could go for what seemed like hours. After fucking me senseless, he pulled out of me and laid down with his arms open for me to lay with him. I kissed his neck and wrapped my arms around him as we both caught out breath.

We laid there telling each other what we thought was hot and what felt amazing. Hearing him talk about my tight, wet pussy always gave me a strange sense of satisfaction.

I started off telling him what felt good which quickly transitioned to talking dirty with him. There’s something about the way our words can turn each other on that’s so fucking sexy. The dirty talk gets him excited and he starts stroking his cock. I started kissing all over him, pausing to nibble his ear and softly suck on his neck. I kissed all down his body, keeping my ass in the air so he could get a good look. He pulled me back up to him and kissed me hard as his other hand reached around and entered me. With his finger inside me and his thigh between my legs, position directly on my clit, I started moving my body. His moans matched mine as I continued to move, and he continued to stroke his cock.

“I want you to come on me, cum for me.” I said, already breathless.

He made short work of getting himself to the edge and he helped move me so that the head of his penis was hitting my tits as he pumped himself. His wet tip felt so good against my nipple, I moaned from the sensation. I heard his breath pick up pace and I waited in anticipation for him to cum. He kept stroking, faster and faster, hand still on my ass, until he came all over my tits. It felt wet and warm and amazing. I leaned forward and kissed him, reveling in the feeling of him all over me.

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