My [F23] valentine’s date [M27] edged me all night until I squirted [FM]

*This is a story from pre-corona times. I’m not much of a writer and this is my first time here so please be kind! I’m usually more into reading gone wild stories rather than writing one myself. However this quarantine is driving me crazy with lust and I keep thinking about this story whenever I’m horny and I would cum in an instant. So I thought I’d just relive it through writing! Btw, I had to take a few breaks to touch myself cause I was getting all riled up remembering this.*

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A little after New Years, one of my old friends from college wanted to set me up on a date with his co-worker. He told me we would hit it off because this guy was from my hometown, which is a random small town in the middle of nowhere.

Normally, I wouldn’t say yes to my friends setting me up with strangers with nothing in common but a hometown. But I was bored and he was cute based on his Instagram photos, so I decided to go for it. My friend gave him my number and he texted me. We texted for a bit and decided on a taco date.

The date went extremely well and we did hit it off but somewhat agreed that we were not looking for anything serious. I think we could both tell that we were really attracted to each other. He’s no 1997 Leo DiCaprio in but he’s handsome, has a great smile with fucking dimples too. He’s really tall but couldn’t be more that 6’1” ish. He told me he played hockey all through high school and college, which explained his athletic body. Plus, he has really sexy hands (I have a thing for hands, okay?).

Meanwhile, I’m not blessed with height as I’m only 4’10”, maybe 5’2” on a good day and with my best heels. I was pretty athletic once, had abs and everything back when I did gymnastics in school but now I count walking my neighbor’s dog as workout. I’ve always been petite with a cup size that is normal for everybody else but just a little too big for my height. He told me he thought I was cute and that he ‘could just eat me up’.

We went on a few more dates after that; we made out, played Super Mario, I gave him head, he fucked me with his hand over my mouth while my roommate was in the next room, yada yada yada.

Shortly after, valentine’s day was approaching and he joked that he was going to take me on a special valentine’s date, which I was all for.

I decided on a short wine red wrap dress with ruffles on the sleeves and at the bottom of the skirt. I wore my favorite lingerie underneath; a set of nude pink lacy bralette and a thong that hikes up my butt nicely. I purposely got them a tad bigger as I loved the idea of accidental nip slips or pussy flashes as I take off my clothes.

The date was nice and it was a windy day in LA so my dress kept flying up at the restaurant, and we just laughed it off. We went back to his place and had a few drinks, flirting with each other all night. He got on top of me and we made out in the couch.

I had no idea what was going on with me on this night but I was crazy horny. I could be grinding on him on that couch and I would have been done in like 2 minutes.

After some time, I told him I wanted him. He said he had something else in mind. He stood up and lifted all 4’10” of me and carried me to his bedroom. He dropped me off and went and took a seat on a chair in the corner of his room.

“Take off your dress and sit on the bed for me.”

I kinda regretted wearing a wrap dress as it would take literally 2 seconds to take off but I prolonged it as best as I could, trying to tease him. After exactly 5 seconds of unwrapping the dress, I stood there in my lingerie and heels. The bralette was sheer in most places besides the flowery lace, I knew he could see my dark nipples from his chair. He gave a little proud smirk knowing that I dressed up for him. I followed his instruction and sat on the edge of the bed.

He came over to me and kneeled to take my heels off. He kissed my thighs in several places before standing up to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. He hopped on to the bed, rearranged some pillows, and sat with his back on the headboard.

“Come here.” he said firmly, looking directly in my eyes. I made my way to him and kissed him. To my surprise, he turned me around so that he was sitting behind me and I have my head rested on his chest.

I could feel his breath on the side of my neck and shoulder as he ran his cold hands on my stomach and over my bra. “Tonight is all about you”, he whispered in my ear, dragging his words. He then reached behind my back and undid the clasps, removing it slowly, making sure I could feel it grazing on my hard nipples. His veiny hands felt so big all over my body as he was feeling me up. He cupped my breasts, trapping my nipples between his index and middle fingers and started pulling on them just a little bit.

Finally, he made his way to my thighs and spread my legs open with both his hands. I could feel myself getting wet as he began to rub my pussy through my soaked panties.

“You are not going to cum unless you have my permission. If you do, I will stop whatever I’m doing and we’re going back to Super Mario, got it?” I chuckled and nodded at his rule.

I swear I already almost came as I felt his fingers sliding my panties to the side, exposing my dripping pussy. He paused for a few seconds and said, “Look at how wet you are.” I moaned and rocked my hips forward so I could feel his fingers.

He whispered, “What do you want?”

“I want your fingers on my pussy.”

“See, all you have to do is ask.”

He waited a few seconds, which felt like an eternity, but then he placed his fingers on me. That first contact sent shivers all over my body and I let out a moan. The tips of his fingers circling my clit slowly and spreading my lips open felt like I was in heaven. He was so gentle at first, just rubbing my pussy and teasing my opening. After a while, he started to pick up the pace. I was really into it and I know he could tell. My body just completely gave in. I would groan and press my body back to his and dig my nails into his thighs. He was touching me like he wanted me to fall in love with him.

I remember thinking that this feels a lot like I’m being betrayed by my own body. I’ve been with this body for 23 years and I’ve had some phenomenal edging sessions by myself, yet this man I had only met two weeks ago is doing a much better job playing with my pussy.

He would take his soaked fingers into his mouth and sucked on them, tasting my pussy juice, then he would shove them in my mouth and made me taste myself on his fingers.

After about 5 minutes or so, I could feel myself getting really close. I asked him if I could cum and he continued to rub my pussy harder. I was telling him how close I was and kept begging him to let me cum. He said a firm no and took his hands off my pussy and spread my legs open and slapped my pussy a few times. My body squirmed as I concentrated on holding back my orgasm. I let out a scream and felt my pussy gushing on his sheets.

I panicked and told him I was sorry, to which he replied, “What are you talking about? That was the sexiest thing ever.”

“You didn’t cum, did you?”, he asked as he grabbed a towel and placed it under me.

“No.”

“Good girl.”

He made me gush so many times that night. He would take me to the edge and each time he would take his fingers off of me, I would squirm and push his arm back on my pussy but he was much stronger than me. There were multiple times when it felt so intense but I was determined to follow his rule. All of this felt too good to end it right now with an unauthorized orgasm.

He brushed my hair off to the other side of my face and lifted my chin up to kiss me. I turned around, hoped on his lap, and kissed him harder. I could feel the tip of his cock on my wet pussy as I was grinding on top of him. It drove me crazy. My hand reached down for his cock and started guiding him to my opening. He grabbed my hand and stopped me. I could only managed a desperate “Please…” and he replied, “Not yet.”

He flipped me back around so I was sitting between his legs again. He spread my legs and put his hand on my mouth and told me to spit on it. Then he slid two fingers inside me and started pumping really rough with his other hand still rubbing my pussy. He did this for a minute while kissing me rough. I was moaning and slobbering all over him and breathing into his mouth as I keep begging him to let me cum. I was trembling and my nails were digging into his ams. I was so close and I couldn’t hold it anymore. “Please, let me cum. Please, please, please.” I writhed. He continued for a few more seconds until he said, “cum for me.” And come for him, I did. I exploded and squirted all over his hands, and he didn’t stop rubbing my pussy as the orgasm washed over me. It was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.

After I caught my breath, I squat rode his dick until 3 am and we both fell asleep with his cum inside me :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fz8wnn/my_f23_valentines_date_m27_edged_me_all_night