[FM] My new boyfriend has a sundress kink, so I wore one for him. He ended our date short so he could fuck me already.

Hi everyone! I was pleasantly surprised with the amount of support that my [first post about how I got together with my bestfriend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ijfo1t/long_he_21m_gave_me_a_car_ride_i_21f_gave_him_a/) received. Some of you asked for a part two, and here it is! I suggest reading my other post first, especially if you’re a slow-burn kind of person. :)

Again, this is kinda long. The sexy part appears after… well, the line that says “sexy part starts here” if you wanna skip to that.

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At the time of this story, J and I have been together for around a month now. Despite having known him very well as my bestfriend for around three years now, I can’t help but feel incredibly giddy about finally having him as my lover.

We’re discovering new things about each other everyday, and when I am not with him, I am almost always thinking of him in some way (yes, in *those* ways too, wink wink). We were basking in the fluffy romance of our honeymoon period. He even moved out of his small shitty apartment to a bigger and better one that actually fitted two people so I could stay there with him as often as I wanted to (for various reasons, of course, wink wink).

One night, after having sex, I asked him if he had any kinks. He simply said no, and that he was pretty vanilla. I had no complaints, I was fairly the same. He dazed off to sleep soon after. I couldn’t sleep, so like the twenty-something year old zoomer that I am, I turn to my phone to browse the web to get me sleepy. Unfortunately, the battery was apparently dead and that I also forgot my phone charger back at my place. I woke up J for a bit to ask if I can use his laptop, to which he responds with a sleep-slurred “ok C luv ya” before falling right back asleep. I smiled at that, then planted a small kiss on his forehead.

I started up his laptop then browsed the web. I forgot what I was typing in Google Chrome’s address bar, but it started with an “s.” As soon as I typed in the letter S, however, suggested links suddenly dropped down from the address bar. Lo and behold, they were all pornhub links, with video titles that all had the word “sundress” in them. I checked out every single one of them. He even had them bookmarked. In fact, he had like 20+ videos with girls in sundresses bookmarked. Apparently, J kinda lied to me.

So being the good girlfriend that I am (lol), I went shopping around for sundresses before our next date. I’m not really the type of gal to wear sundresses. I’ve never really worn one before. I’m more of a chill sweatpants and hoodie, or a simple jeans-and-shirt kind of girl. So I didn’t exactly know if the ones I was trying on fit me, but eventually I stumbled upon one that I think looked great. It was a cream-white sundress with a simple but elegant blue floral pattern towards the bottom. It hugged my figure all while still looking free-flowing like a sundress should. It had thin shoulder straps, and a v-neck that showed off a bit of cleavage. Perfect.

On the day of our date, he picked me up at my place. The moment we see each other, I could see his eyes light up. I smiled, both at him and myself.

“We’re going to the movies, why are you in a sundress?” J asks me, partly blushing, partly holding back a laugh.

“Sorry, are you complaining?”

“No, I’m just—I’m confused.”

“Confused? I’ll wear whatever I want.”

“Yeah, I know—”

“Did you want me to wear something else?”

“Yeah, wait, I mean no—”

“It’s the 21st century, J, women can wear anything they want.”

He rolls his eyes in mock exasperation. “That’s not what I—”

“Women dress up for themselves, not men,” I say, laughing at the irony of what I just said.

J sighs. “Whatever, C, just get in the car,” he says, gentlemanly opening up the door for me.

I plant give him a kiss on the cheek before getting in.

On the way to the movies, he once again can’t help but steal a concerning amount of glances at me, just like the day we fucked for the first time.

“You’re hopeless,” I jab at him, while brushing my hair back so he could see more of my neck.

He shakes his head.

J actually was kinda right. Why the actual fuck did I wear a sundress to the movies just to seduce him? It was insufferably cold and none of us had a jacket. The upside, however, was that J’s arms was constantly around me trying to warm me up—and also probably because he can’t help but touch me with me wearing this thing.

I snuggle up to him even more, both because it’s so cold and to turn him on even more. “It’s so cold.”

“And this movie is so boring,” he says matter-of-factly.

“I agree,” I tell him and snuggle my head in his neck. I can see his crotch from down here, and there was a bit of a bulge.

“So why did you wear a sundress, huh?”

“Because…”

“Because?”

“Because you lied to me, J.”

“What?”

“You said you didn’t have any kinks.”

He breaks our cuddle, sits straight up, then looks at me. “Sorry, what?”

“I saw your browser’s bookmarks when I used your laptop. Seems like you have a thing for sundresses, eh?”

A hint of realization flashes in his face. He coughs, then mocks a cool and collected voice. “Oh. I see. Well, I don’t think that particularly counts as a kink, you know.”

I whisper in his ear, “Why don’t you just take me out of here?”

Immediately after, I get up and walk towards the exit. He scrambles to gather his things then follows me in such a hurry that he almost trips. I can’t help but let out a pretty loud laugh, and I could feel a few heads turning towards us, making us rush out of there even more.

The drive home was pretty silent, but we were both smiling.

I intentionally roll one shoulder strap down my shoulder. “Oooops.”

J snickers and shakes his head.

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The moment we lock ourselves in at his place, he grabs my face and kisses me. As we stand there making out behind the door, his hands run down to the curve of my waist. Eventually his, mouth goes down to my neck too. One hand goes even further down to squeeze my ass through the fabric.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep the dress on,” I break away from him and wink at him, then walk towards the bed, as he starts taking off his clothes.

I lay down on the bed. His gaze is on me as he’s struggling to remove his jeans. I pull the hem of my sundress up, then show him as I remove my panties, sliding them down through my legs. With just boxers and a boner on, he jumps on top of me then starts kissing down my body. I grab his waxed hair, playing with it, gently pushing his head down.

Just as he plants his face between my legs, I throw the hem of my sundress over him, covering his his entire head. I laugh at him.

He pauses for a second, removes it, then looks up at me with an eyebrow raised.

“Sorry, love. Go ahead.”

And so he did. I take in a deep breath the moment his tongue touches my clit.

“All clean shaven, huh?” He says, looking up briefly.

“Waxed, actu—”

He cuts me off by placing the flat of his tongue on my pussy, my clit resting in the middle of it. I honestly didn’t know what he was doing, if he was moving sideways, or up and down, or whatever. I didn’t care, it felt *good*. He had a nice rhythm and there was a constant pleasurable pressure on my clit. He was using his whole tongue, and I felt it on the lips of my pussy too.

He’s definitely learned by now. In the past, he’d either go too hard that it was uncomfortable, or too soft that it was more ticklish than pleasurable. So he definitely deserves this little bone I’ve given him with the sundress.

His eyes look up without stopping, noticing that I’ve begun playing with my own tits. He reaches a hand up, and I free one boob up for him. He massages it at first, then clips my nipple between a thumb and another finger, pinching and rolling it between them.

Eventually, I can’t help but squeeze his head between my thighs from the pleasure, to which he responded by going even harder. He licked from the bottom up, hitting the entrance before zeroing back on my clit. Then he went around my whole labia, then again, then again, before refocusing on my clit.

“Fuck,” I let out. I was on absolute fire.

J reemerges from between my legs, and wipes his mouth with an arm. God I was wet.

I pull him up to me and kiss him, tasting myself on him.

“You enjoyed your down time down there?”

“Had the time of my life,” he replies before sucking on my tits.

I laugh. Saying “had the time of my life” has become a common saying between us during sex, ever since I used it when we first fucked.

I reach down below to reach for his underwear, pushing it off from his waist before he removes it himself. Would I be happy if he continued eating me out? Fuck yes. But would I also be happy if he started dicking me down? Fuck yes as well.

His dick flops out into the open as he removes his boxers, and I catch it in my hand. With my fingers wrapped around him, I give him soft but constant tugs. He moans into my mouth before kissing me. A few seconds later, I could feel the moisture of his precum on my palm.

He stands up, and just looks down at me while I keep stroking his cock. His eyes go up and down, feasting on me wearing his favorite piece of feminine clothing. I smirk as I see him close his eyes for half a second as I speed up my hand a bit.

“Fuck me,” I tell him. I scoot over a bit to the side to get to the nightstand beside his bed, open the drawer, and fish out a condom. I hand it over to him.

He gets it, but hesitates before opening and putting it on. Instead he presses the back of his dick on my pussy.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“Are you complaining?” he says, as he presses his shaft harder on me, my slick and wet pussy lips splitting open for his erection, allowing it to rest directly on my vagina and my clit. Then he starts thrusting, sliding his erection across my pussy.

“Fuck no,” I coo into him.

J reaches down from above to play with my breasts again.

It felt exactly like oral sex, but there was something particularly hot about having dick doing it instead of the usual mouth. I was already burning from pleasure, but this got me closer and closer to the edge. Apparently, this is called a pussyjob, Google lovingly educated me after our fuck session. I’m definitely asking him to do this again.

His movements was spilling over my wetness a lot on to my thighs. Even the back of his shaft was shiny from it. It was throbbing, almost like it was begging to cum.

“You like that?”

“Yeah, but why don’t you fuck me for real? You’re taking your sweet time, huh?”

“Yeah, have to.”

“Why?” I ask, moaning. He hit my clit really good with a recent movement, and I was step below the edge.

“Dude, I’d cum in like ten seconds if I fucked you. You look so hot.”

I smile at him.

“Go then,” I tell him. He appears dumbfounded, hesitating.

I grab the condom that he has since dropped on the bed, tear it open, then reach down to put it on his dick itself. It slides easily down with all the moisture I’ve lathered on to it. “I said fuck me,” I tell him.

J leans down to kiss me as he thrusts inside me. I bite my lip at the sudden pleasure. After such long foreplay and finally getting him inside me, the pleasure was overwhelming. His breathing gets rough and I can feel he wants to groan, but catching it before it gets out of his throat.

He was thrusting slow at first, trying to last. But it’s quickly being obvious that he’s losing more and more self control. Each thrust is harder and faster than the last one. Good, I don’t want him to hold back. I was going to cum too.

“Do you have any idea how hard I was since I first saw you today?” he asks me.

“Yeah I could see it the whole time, you fucking horndog.”

“Can’t help it.”

“Good, cause you were making me wait too long.”

We smirk at each other.

Suddenly, he stops. He must be edging himself, and as a result, he was edging me too.

“Fuck!” he says, before suddenly ramming me again, this time without abandonment. I laugh at his face, as I ride the beginnings of my orgasm. He must’ve hit the point of no return before he stopped thrusting.

I pull his face down and kiss him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, C-”

He didn’t finish his sentence. I could feel the condom get filled up in me as he lets out a loud groan. It was so warm inside me. He keeps thrusting through his orgasm. I cum on his cock too, my pussy convulsing around him. My hips raise on their own, trying to squeeze out as much dick as possible to fuel the orgasm. My hands were around his back, and I may or may not have left a scratch or two there.

His thrusts slow down, and eventually he collapses on top of me.

“You should wear this for every date,” he says during ragged breaths.

“No thanks, you’ll eventually ruin it with during sex, and this was pretty expensive so I’d like it to last me a long time.”

“Then I’ll buy you another one,” J says, kissing me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/irby3j/fm_my_new_boyfriend_has_a_sundress_kink_so_i_wore