Two guys, one night [MMF] [part two]

Alright here’s part two:) if you haven’t read part one, [here you go!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lk7rx7/two_guys_one_night_mmf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Again, forgive my spelling/grammar:) I’m typing on my phone.

So… I’m asleep in my bed, facing the door. The door opens and Paul walks in. He sort of freezes in the doorway and stares at me, so I said “can i help you?”
He realized I was awake and almost seemed embarrassed to get caught staring at my nearly naked body asleep.
“Oh sorry, I got the wrong room.” He opened the door slightly to leave, then froze, turned back around and asked if he could give me a hug good night. I said sure. He walked over to the bed, I sat up in bed and gave him a hug. He held on a little longer, a little tighter, and eventually I turned in the bed so my feet were hanging off the bed, still in his embrace, to hug him better. My legs were dangling between his legs, and my god he smelled good. I felt him squeeze me a little tighter and then slowly pulled away, but instead of letting go of me, he grabbed me by the chin, leaned down and kissed me. That was all it took.

We began kissing viciously. I was wearing a button up pyjama top but only had one button done up. He slipped his hand in my shirt, grabbed my tit and shoved his tongue deep in my mouth at the same time. We went on like this for maybe a minute and then he stopped. I realized we were making a mistake while he walked away. I thought he was leaving to go back to his room but instead he went to shut the door, walked back to the bed while taking his shirt and pants off, and told me to scoot over on the bed. I eagerly obliged.

I wasn’t wearing any pants, which made it that much easier for him to dive between my legs and start feasting on my pussy. One of my biggest turn ons (take notes gentlemen!), is when a man gets lost in admiring my pussy and especially when he says those words, “you have such a beautiful pussy”… it drives me wild and I never get tired of hearing it.

After he finished checking out my pussy, after he spread my lips apart and really took in its beauty, he began giving me the most amazing oral ever… I could really tell that this man had spent the entire night hoping for this moment, and he wanted to indulge himself. I was merely just an audience watching this man in this own world. Every now and again, he would suck on my clit, creating a vacuum that would force me to arch my back, grab his hair, and moan out his name. I felt like this only made him want to eat me more.

I must’ve laid in this position for over 30 minutes, on my back, knees bent, legs spread wide open, and one of my hands gripping on to his muscular shoulder, while the other one grabbing a fist full of his hair.

He finally came up for air, began kissing me and telling me how beautiful I was, and then he told me to get in to doggy style position. Now, I love doggy style, don’t get me wrong. But I much, much prefer the leap frog position. It’s similar to doggy, but your elbows, forearms, and head are against the bed, with your ass high up on display.
I was prepared for Paul to start fucking me any second now, instead, he continued to eat me. I was NOT complaining, the man knew what he was doing. He started at my pussy, alternating between sucking my clit while fingering me, or tongue fucking me while gently massaging my asshole his thumb. Eventually he was so immersed in his own world, he began just sucking and licking like he was starving. He spat on my ass, licked it up and began fingering my pussy while eating my ass.

I should mention, I was pretty high for all of this. I had taken several edibles that hadn’t worn off yet, and so every touch felt amplified.

Eventually, I felt him stop eating me, pull away, give my ass a really hard slap, and lined himself up behind me. I hadn’t seen his dick yet, but I was NOT mentally ready for how big it was. He rubbed the tip of it against my dripping wet pussy, lined it up and gently forced his way in. I let out a really big “oh my god!”, and he shushed me. He slowly pulled out, and I could feel every inch, every vein, every ridge of his dick against my pussy walls. He pumped his dick slowly inside me maybe four or five times, then I felt him grab me by the waist, push himself alllllll the way in again, and then proceeded to drill me like a maniac while I rubbed my clit to the same rhythm. To put in perspective how hard we fucked, we broke the headboard off from the bed. I ended up cumming exactly at the moment he slipped this thumb inside my asshole while continuing to pound me. It was an intense orgasm, even he needed to slow down a bit so I could ride it out.

After I was done, I tried to get up but he pushed me back down and told me he’s not done yet. He leaned over, brushed my hair away from my neck, kissed the back of my neck and told me “be a girl and don’t scream too loud”. Then he began pounding me even harder than before, slapping my ass, grabbing my hair. He grabbed me from the waist, and just pounded my body on to his rock hard dick. Over and over and over again. I had zero control over what was happening. He pinned both my hands behind my lower back, pushed my head down in to the bed (sideways so I can still breathe), fucked me while I screamed omg omg omg over and over again.
Then he flipped me over, leaned over to kiss me, told me he was close but he wanted to see my beautiful face when he came. The moment we locked eyes, his mood changed. It wasn’t about just fucking me, it felt deeper than that.
“You’re gorgeous, you know that right?”
I rolled my eyes at him.
That set him off again.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me” he said, while squeezing my face with his hand.
And then he threw my legs over his shoulders and began to drill me again. He grabbed my tits, while I closed my eyes and took the beating. He slowed down, spit on my clit, and began massaging it while he fucked me. I begged him to stop, I could feel another intense orgasm coming, and he encouraged me to let it happen. I came so fucking hard. My entire body convulsed, I could hear myself squirting as he continued to fuck me.
“Look at me!” he said. So I opened my eyes and looked at him, he leaned forward and kissed me again. I could feel him tense up and then unload while he shoved himself deep inside me. I could feel his body twitching, his dick still twitching inside me, and then he fell over on top of me.

After laying like this for a few seconds, he got up, slowly pulled himself out of me. I could feel his hot cum dripping out of me. He went to the bathroom to cleanup, and then went downstairs. I went to the bathroom, stared at myself in the mirror at the mess I was, cleaned myself up, and when I came back out, he handed me a glass of water. He asked if it was okay if he could sleep in my bed, I said sure.
We went to sleep, it must’ve been 4-4:30am. While we slept, I kept “accidentally” rubbing my ass against him, and so we went a few more rounds between short naps. At around 9am, Paul said he was going to get ready to head downstairs and find his friend. He got dressed and went downstairs while I went back to sleep. I slept for another hour or so, but I woke up horny again. I could hear his voice coming from the kitchen so I texted him “I want another round”. He told me I needed to give my body a break and that we’d see each other in a few days. I sent the eye roll emoji back to him and went back to sleep. About 30 minutes later, I heard my bedroom door open, he walked in and shut the door.
“Did you roll your eyes at me again?”
“Yeah so?”
“So? It’s rude. Anyways I just came to say bye, I have to leave.”
“That’s it? No final round?”
“I’m exhausted, I don’t think I can cum again”
“I couldn’t care less if you don’t cum, I want to cum.”
“If you can get it up, you can have him” he said with a smirk.
So naturally, I start unzipping his pants and pull his semi out. It was at this moment I realized I hadn’t actually SEEN his dick yet, and, throughout the entire night, I never gave him head.
“I never sucked your dick last night?”
“No, but it’s okay. I don’t care”
“No, but still…” and then I began to suck his dick.
If I’m being honest in my story here, I didn’t do an amazing job. I wasn’t enthusiastic with it like I normally am, and I plan on giving him the real experience if we ever hook up again, but truthfully I just felt like being selfish and claim another orgasm for myself. He did seem extremely grateful still, and he seemed to enjoy it. I don’t think he even realized my heart just wasn’t in it. I’ll update you guys if I ever do see him again :)

Anyways so I sucked his dick, no deep throating, nothing significant but it worked and his dick was hard within a minute. I continued sucking his dick for a few minutes, and then he asked if I’d like to ride since he was tired. I was ecstatic. I love riding. I love watching a guy watch me, I love how much control I have, I cum super quick, and I squirt easiest when I’m on top.
So I got on top. I don’t think he realized how much of a pro I was at riding. I got on top, slowly inserted his dick in to my already wet pussy, slid down on his cock, leaned back, and began slow grinding on him. I kept changing it up from slow grinding like that, and leaning forward a bit to twerk on him.
At one point, I was leaning back, he began massaging my clit, and I could feel myself close to cumming. I could feel my pussy tighten, even he said “wow I could feel that”, and I had my next orgasm. I tried to stop but he began to fuck me from under me, forcing my orgasm to last longer and stronger, and that’s when I began to squirt all over him. The bed was soaked! And I was very drained.
We got up, went to the shower together, and began washing each other while making out.

I finished my shower first, stepped out, wrapped a towel around me and stood in front of the mirror to moisturize my face. I saw him starting at me from the corner of my eye through the glass shower, while I stood facing myself in the mirror.
“Hey!” He said. “You’re a beautiful woman. You know that?” I rolled my eyes again.
“I’m serious. Don’t do that. You’re so fucking beautiful”.

I went to the room, got dressed, went downstairs and made us coffee. Our friends were all already in the kitchen and made some comment about how nobody got any sleep because someone was praying very loudly all night (referring to me scream oh my god). We laughed about it. I ended up kissing Paul good bye, and began cleaning up the house while day dreaming about the sex we had.

He’s been messaging me nonstop all weekend, asking when he could see me again. I haven’t decided if I want to see him or not.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/llbmln/two_guys_one_night_mmf_part_two