Mary (21) and I (23) continued to explore each other for two years after [Freak Show](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ipatp1/freak_show_marys_final_act_blowjob_carnival/). As our lives grew further apart we struggled to maintain our connection. Where our lives differed in passions and goals, we tried to make up for in physical connection. Being young and immature as we were, we thought the more we connected sexually, the more secure we’d feel.
The truth was, I think in those times, Mary loved me but didn’t like me all that much – out of some sense of attachment or responsibility or fear of loss, she stuck with it, leading to some sense of resentment. I was attracted to Mary’s body and cared deeply for her, but didn’t find spending other time with her particularly stimulating. Neither of us said it out loud for fear of hurting the other and her neither of us wanted to let the other go and find fulfillment elsewhere. Seriously unhealthy.
And so it came out in other ways. We fought. A lot. And over stupid stuff. And when we hurt each other it gave us each an opportunity to show that we did still care by having amazing makeup sex. Amazing but also really, just, not good for the mind or spirit.
Once we had a particularly nasty bout over the fact that I had gone to a friend’s house and someone had posted a picture of me in a hot tub with another friend, Sofia, a svelte busty Finnish blond, drinking wine. Nothing had happened but Mary was, oddly, jealous.
To be clear, Mary had nothing to be jealous of. She was a dancer and had the body to go with it. Long, strong, toned legs, with a round, firm, gravity-defying ass that would make Aphrodite jealous. Her perfect hip curves led to a flat, taut abdomen without showing any ribs. Her chest was endowed with two glorious large, soft and perky retrousse tits each capped with a perfectly round areola and pink gumdrop nipple. Her neck was long and bloomed upward a beautiful face with a wide smile the likes of Summer Soderstrom, kind eyes and a perfectly proportioned nose draped with light freckles. Her soft curls framed her lovely face. She was wickedly sexy but fucking adorable too.
But since she was jealous, I made a promise I’d spend time with her. The next day I had been out on a Habitat build site and had put up walls and roof trusses – I was completely exhausted, but didn’t want to piss her off anymore so I went over in the evening.
I didn’t regret going over when the door opened. Mary greeted me in a sexy silk slip that went down to her upper thigh. Her bare toned legs were smooth, and her calves showed as she raised ever so slightly on her toes to greet me with a kiss. I kissed her back and drank her in holding her hat arms length. The plunging neckline showed off her full breasts and her nipples displayed prominently through the thin soft fabric.
She turned around and took my hand. She led me to the master bathroom in her new place. The lights were off and the room was illuminated by a dozen candles throughout. Though small, her bathroom somehow managed to still fit an oval jetted tub off to one side. The bath was running and the jets were on. Some aromatherapy lavender scent was in the air, just ever so slightly noticeable. There was an open bottle of wine and two stem glasses each with a healthy portion.
Mary was beautiful in daylight, but the light shimmering off her slip as she walked over to the tub was mesmerizing. She bent over to test the water, her gorgeous, generous ass coming into view. Of course she had no panties on and I could see the candlelight reflecting on the wetness of her pussy. As she stood, she continued to face away and took one arm slowly through the shoulder strap and then the other. As she let go, the slip plummeted to the floor and her nude form shone in the candles like a Greek Goddess in the hall of Zeus. She looked over her shoulder and stepped into the tub. “I bet I’m more fun in a tub than Sofia.”
Definitely jealous. But who was I to complain?
The hot water felt good on my muscles. The wine definitely relaxed me. Mary sat between my legs and lay against me, I could see small whirlpools and eddies forming and dissipating between her floating breasts, her nipples occasionally coming in and out of view under the bubbles. We made small talk and made it halfway through the bottle, Mary drinking most of it. Her cheeks were starting to redden from heat of the water and the wine.
“What did Sofia’s tits feel like?” She asked suddenly.
Annoyed I tried to push her away. “I told you nothing happened.” She pressed herself into me more. “They’re not as nice as mine, are they?” she ran her hands over her breasts, the water cascading off, casting shimmers in the soft yellow light. “I wouldn’t know, I didn’t touch or see them.” But she had gotten my attention, now taking my hands and placing them on her magnificent mounds, massaging them herself using my fingers and palms. Once my rhythm was established, she went back to drinking her 3rd glass of wine. She spilled some from the weird angle of laying back on me and it ran down her chin, over her chest, between her breasts and into the water. I reached up and wiped it from her chin. She opened her mouth and sucked my index finger into her mouth licking the wine off with her tongue like she had licked the cum from my cock so many times in the past, teasing my finger with her lips and teeth while I continued to massage and twist her nipple with my other hand. She opened her mouth and moaned loudly as I pinched and pulled her nipple, lifting her breast into the cool air outside the water. As it splashed back into the water as I dropped the nipple, I slid my finger from her lips, through the ripples, and under the water to the perfectly groomed pussy between her legs. She reflexively spread her legs for me as she had grown accustomed to doing when I touched her, and I dove straight into her slit. She was already wet inside, lubricated by wine and the prospect of sex. By now I could play Mary’s pussy like a concert violinist. I knew all the signs of her sexual tension and how to ride her along the edge of cumming, releasing the sex animal within her. Frankly I think it’s why, despite everything else, we kept fucking. The sex was too good. Or maybe just too comfortable.
My cock had long risen, now pressed uncomfortably against her lower back.
“Sit up, I want another glass of wine,” I ordered her. After reaching for the bottle, she turned around, the bottle tilted slightly awaiting my cup. Instead, I placed my cup beneath her nipple. Catching my drift, she leaned forward just slightly and poured wine over her breast. It cascaded down the slope of her flesh, over the nipple and into the glass. I took a sip from the glass before leaning forward and holding her tit and licking her breast clean. This brought out a soft sigh of pleasure. As my tongue searched for more drops of the liquid nectar on her nipple, she poured another splash down her breast and I held my mouth open under her nipple, catching most of it, but some running down my chin. I moved to wipe it but she stopped me. Putting the bottle down, Mary took my face in her hands and kissed and licked my face with lust. Her breath was hot and smelled of Pinot. “You should pour me some,” she whispered breathily into my ear.
By this time I knew what she was asking me, moving out of the tub and sitting on the edge of the surround at one one. My erect member pointed at her face as if instructing me where to put it. She picked up the bottle and handed it to me. Her demeanor had changed back to the sexual demon I had come to possess and feed over the past years. Like the good oral slut she had been become, she positioned herself for my maximum viewing pleasure on all fours, resting on her forearms, heart shaped ass high in the air and mouth open beneath the tip of my shaft. I held the base of my cock with one hand and pointed the shaft over her open lips. As the bottle tipped over, the wine splashed on my shaft and ran down, over the head into her waiting mouth. She swallowed the sip and opened her mouth for more. I obliged. My mind wandered as I fed her shots of purple down my cock. *I had cum in that mouth more times than I could count. Hell, I had even pissed in that mouth.* And now I was pouring wine down my dick into that inviting, intoxicating hole. No wonder I couldn’t let her go.
As the last of the bottle emptied, Mary engulfed my entire shaft into her mouth. If I was a concert violinist, then Mary was Mozart with a skin flute. Her warm wet tongue and throat was probably my favorite place to be. After getting the head thoroughly moistened with her saliva, she gently sucked on the tip, massaging the sensitive spot under the head with her tongue, reaching up to play with my balls with one hand. She looked up at me devilishly, her eyelids a little droopy from the wine. She knew this part by heart anyway and was herself completely engrossed in this blowjob, kissing and licking the shaft along its length, giving gentle love bites along the shaft here and there, sometimes sheathing the whole shaft in her throat, other times just pushing the head into her cheek and popping it out. She was drunk on wine and sex. She stopped only to sip the wine in her glass before returning my cock to her mouth. She couldn’t even focus properly but rubbed my cock on her face, smacking it against her pursed lips before again parting them to let me enter. I felt her take my hand and guide it to her head. Taking her cue I began to guide her head myself, and she followed my lead with her whole body moving back and forth to my rhythm, the water in the tub now sloshing around, splashing up between her breasts, up the side of the tub and wetting my balls.
I had long since stopped having to announce when I was going to cum with her she could tell just in the way my hips moved and balls raised up. Even drunk, she could feel my orgasm building. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and looked up at me, eyes trying to focus on my face. I took my cock in my hand and stroked it vigorously, well lubricated by her saliva.
“I want your cum, baby, I need it. Please cum in my mouth, please,” She begged repeating herself, now cum drunk. Knowing I liked to see her pose submissively when I came, she got into the cow yoga pose in the tub, neck extended trying to look up at me, her mouth open wide, tongue hanging out. My first shot of cum hit her straight in the back of the throat. She gagged and withdrew, splashing water out of the tub. The next streams fell into the bath water. As she recovered, she came straight back and took my softening shaft in her mouth and milked it, sucking softly with her tongue and cheeks, until every drop was out.
She opened her mouth, showing my cum on her tongue and then swallowed. “Sofia doesn’t suck dick like I do, does she?” she asked, almost harshly.
“Like I said,” I shot back, “I wouldn’t fucking know.”
I got out of the tub, grabbed a towel and started to get dressed, now left only with my annoyance in my post orgasm clarity.
I heard her splash out of the tub after me, “Throwaway! Wait, I’m sorry, I was just jealous seeing you with another woman and you seemed, I dunno, just happier than we’ve been lately.”
“I’m not unhappy with you,” I mustered as honestly as I could, “but maybe I should go, we’ve both had a lot to drink and I should get an Uber home.”
She tried to get me to stay, “I’ll make it up to you in the morning,” she said trying to conjure seduction over her slightly slurred words, taking my hands and putting it on her ass.
20 minutes. Fuck that Uber was far. I walked out to the bedroom. I continued on to the kitchen. Mary didn’t follow. I poured myself a glass of water and chugged it. I stood there for a solid 5 minutes, contemplating. Knowing Mary’s limits, I grabbed her a glass as well. As I walked into the bedroom she was laying face down and had fallen asleep. Damn she’d had a lot. I turned her to her side, she sat up sleepily. “You didn’t go?” I didn’t say anything. 12 minutes till Uber. She drank the glass. “Lay down with me for a minute.” I decided to oblige seeing as I didn’t know how drunk she was and wanted to make sure she was laying on her side. I tucked in behind her warm body.
8 minutes till the Uber…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iwles6/makeup_sex_with_mary_mf_part_1
So well written! Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing
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