I stepped onto the curb. It was rainy outside, but I had a coat and umbrella, and needed to wait for a moment before taking any more steps. She was in the apartment on the third floor. Her curtains were drawn so I had my moment. My stomach was turning over and around. Where was this night going to go? I checked my phone, seven minutes late, perfect. I took a deep breath despite the fact that my chest felt like it was dissolving. Here goes. I strode to the door and pressed her button.
“Hello? Harry is that you?”
“Yep I’m here.”
“Great! I’ll buzz you in!”
I didn’t respond. I felt as if I was sort of floating. The door made a harsh buzzing noise but I didn’t react to it. Inside the lobby. Up the stairs and at her door.
“Hey! I was worried you might have forgot about tonight!”
“Aren’t I supposed to be fashionably late?”
“Not with someone you actually like spending time with!”
“You assume too much darling, now where are your manners, aren’t you supposed to offer me wine?”
“You assume too much yourself, my dear” she said as she strode past me with a casual elegance.
“Ya know, I think the night got off on—”
“Not another word, scumbag, or I’ll have you thrown in the dungeon.”
Wow. “You know, I’d like to see how you’d go about doing that. I don’t think it’d end up too well for you.”
“Is this really how you treat your host? My parents are not going to like you.”
“Who said anything about parents?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, officer.” She said as she pressed her forearms into her breasts as if she wanted to be handcuffed.
“Is it already that late?” I asked, checking my watchless wrist.
“Ugh, get your head out of the gutter, young man. Enough stalling, I invited you over to watch a movie, and it is a movie that I intend to watch!” She said as she glided past me and fell down on the couch, looking back at the red sunset illuminating the outside of her messy hair.
“Yes, yes tell me about this movie, madam. Might I ask why has it has peaked your interest?”
“Well, I watched it, and it was good, and I liked it, and I want you to watch it with me.”
I felt a twitch. “I see, well what is this piece of film called?”
“It’s called Inception. It’s about dreams and it confused the living heck out of me the first time I watched it, so I thought you might be able to explain some parts to me, being a psychologist and all.” She said as she sat back and laughed.
“So that’s the only reason I’m here, eh?”
“Yeah, I mean what else did you expect?”
“I’m leaving.” I said as I stood up and made for the door. I opened it and walked out, down the stairs, trying hard to suppress a laugh. Then I heard stomping from the floor above me.
“Hey asshole! Are you just going to walk out on me!”
I’d already turned around and responded “Hahaha, you lying—”
“Hahaha get back in here, dick.”
She took my coat as I hadn’t gotten a chance to take it off yet. We talked about nothing and sat down on the couch. I was elated. I didn’t notice anything but a light feeling over my head. She was beautiful. She was in my arms. Her face shifted color quickly in the low light as the characters danced across the screen. Her small, soft voice next to my head was home. My cock was filling quickly against her perfectly firm ass. Under the blanket, we started grinding together. I felt the ridges on the butt of her leggings against my cock and fell into her. My hand was firmly groping her breasts as we made out intensly. Her mouth was heaven. I felt the tastebuds of her tongue circling mine. I couldn’t imagine ever being harder in my life. I didn’t even have to think about it. This was the most aroused I’d ever been in my entire life. Her ass was heaven. I grinded harder and grabbed the side of her head while propping myself up on the other to get more strength. My hand then went from her face and started exploring the rest of her body. Feeling the hard nipples on her breast first, then following the perfect curve on the bottom of her breast down her belly and up her thigh. We were connected now. My whole body was following hers as closely as it could. Her hand grabbed my hand and pressed it against her vagina. I felt the warmth of it and lost control of my hand. It massaged her warm, moist pussy beneath her leggings then came back up and grabbed her face around her mouth as we made out, then I pushed her away then started taking her shirt off. Her hands found my cock and started rubbing it intensely through my sweats. My cock was almost sparkling and sent streaks across my lower abs. I yanked her shirt up, removing her hands from my crotch, slipped it off and threw it across the room. She was looking up at me with one thought in her eyes. She ripped her bra off as I took my shirt off and she straddled me, her pussy pressed against my cock again. Our tongues vying for position in her mouth, our lips growing sore from bites. Her body was smooth and so incredibly warm, I felt wetness at the tip of my cock. Our nipples touched and felt almost electric. I grabbed both of her huge ass cheeks and grinded her onto my cock. Her hands were floating across my back then one of them pressed inside between our bodies down onto the top of my cock. I melted into the couch. She got off of me and yanked my sweats and underwear off my legs. She didn’t take her leggings off, but spread my legs, leaned in between them, her hand slipping down my bare dick, crying with precum. I breathed out as her mouth came down toward it, then in as she drew it back before touching it, still stroking hard, but now softer.
“Aww, did you want me to put it in my mouth?”
“Oh my God, woman, shut up!” as I grabbed her head with my hand and shoved her mouth onto my gushing penis. Fuck. Oh fuck. I wanted to give up. Give into her throat. She pushed her head down to the base of my penis. A ring was pulsing around the base of my cock. It moved into the shaft and slowly toward the tip. Fuck. She pulled her head back and I could feel the tightness of the inside of her throat pulling away from my penis. Oh my fucking God. She laughed as she stroked my throbbing dick, then stood up and displayed her clothed ass, standing on her toes. She teased her hands down to the sides of her leggings, then slowly pulled them over her ass. Then quickly pulled them down the rest of the way, revealing her pussy beneath black see-through lace panties. She was shaved clean. I tore them down as she was pulling her leggings past her ankles and shoved my face into her vagina, finding her clit instantly and circling. We managed to lean back onto the couch while she crouched over my face and stroked my dick. She was completely naked, on my face, and jerking me off. She started tasting strong, then promptly got up, let me shift back in the couch, then straddled my lap, grinding her bare vagina on my wet penis. I felt her pussy. She led, then knelt up slightly, grabbed my cock, and slowly pressed it into her. First I felt her skin on the tip of my dick, then felt heaven press down past my head, down half my shaft, then moaned deeply and felt her legs press down on mine. We sat and grinded for a bit. Fuck. Fuck. Her body danced around the skin and shaft and head of my cock as I felt like I was leaving the room. I was inside her. I was inside her. Fuck. I was inside her. I was going to cum in her. I was going to let go. I wanted to let go into her. She was bouncing on me as I thrusted my cock into her as quickly as I fucking could. She was heaven. Fuck. I needed to cum inside of her, really really fucking badly. I needed to fucking let go and fucking orgasm in her. It started coming toward the head of my penis as I felt the soaked ridges of her pussy rubbing up and down my entire cock, almost taking me further every time. It was coming now.
“I’m going to fucking cum.”
“Cum in me, fucking cum in me, I fucking need your cum.”
She fell down on me as I penetrated her and she started spasming on top of me. Her pussy felt like it had flooded. I felt it around the base of my cock. I orgasmed inside her pussy. It just came out. It all just fucking came out inside of her. Oh my God. Finally. Oh fuck.
“Oh fuck.” I came to my senses.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” She hadn’t stopped spasming yet.
“Oh my fuck.”
“Oh my fuck is fucking right.”
“I fucking love you.” I didn’t have to think about it.
“Well that’s good because it looks like we’re having a kid together!”
“Hey! Witch! How could you trick me like that!” trying to catch my breath.
“When are you moving in?”
“Well, when you say it like that, if you must insist, ma’dam.”
I drove home the next morning feeling like a boy again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gg872y/mf_the_night_that_changed_me