One July 4th weekend, I was keeping it low key as I had to work the next morning. I went to an afternoon cook out, but was home by 7 PM.
The girl I had been seeing had been at an all-day party, and started texting me around 6, trying to get me to come out. I kept declining, which made her ask me more. She sent pictures of her in her American flag bikini, then a boob shot, and finally a full nude. I kept saying no, but invite her over.
Around 9:30, my door bell rang, and there she was in a bikini, a cowboy hat, and her bag. She simply said “This is my life right now.”
She was just shorter than me, around 5’7, and a thick girl (I’ve always liked ’em thick). Her breasts were big and round, and her normally pale skin had been in the sun all day, and I imagined would be a sun burn tomorrow. She had huge, full lips that were always in a big smile, and I loved seeing them wrapped around my cock. Her thick read hair was curly, and in a bit of a messy bun on her head. In her bikini, and looking a little sloppy standing on my porch, I was turned on.
I invited her in and offered her a beer, but she just jumped me. She was drunk, but not totally sloppy. I reached around and untied her top, exposing her breasts. After a few seconds of kissing, I started sucking on her nipples, getting them hard. One hand slid into her bathing suit to find her smoothly shaved, and soaking wet.
I loved that about her. If she was turned on a little bit, she was dripping. The first time we hooked-up, she actually apologized and seemed embarrassed. I took it as a compliment, and would always tell her I loved it. One night, while out at the bar with her friends, I would whisper in her ear about how we would fuck later. When we got in my car later, she left a wet spot on the seat.
“God, you’re so wet. I love getting you this turned on. I’m going to fuck you silly tonight, for America.”
I had two fingers in her easily, and her nails were digging into my back. I used my other hand to untie her bikini bottoms, letting them drop to the floor, leaving her naked in my kitchen.
Dropping to my kness, I started licking up the juices dripping down her leg. I moved her to be leaning on the counter, and ate her from behind. My tongue was going between pushing into her and licking her clit. I had one hand reaching around her thick thighs to massage from the front. I would suck her pussy lips in my mouth and hum. Everything I did kept her gushing.
I stood up, and just dropped my gym shorts, and took aim. With as wet as she gets, I always was balls deep with one thrust. I had a hand grabbing her red hair, and the other was grabbing her hip. I pumped away furisously.
“Is that why you wanted to see me all day? You wanted a good fucking.”
“God, yes. This is for America. Fuck me with pride.”
Whatever. She was one of these ‘Murica types, and if this is how she got off, I was fine with it.
She always loved it from behind, as I could hit the right spot, and a few minutes later, she was cumming. What was wet before, was now a downpour. Her juices were spreading everywhere, leaving my pelvis and her ass look freshly oiled.
I pulled out, and then guided her to the couch in the other room. I sat down, and she lowered herself on to me. I was in heaven, those big titties in my face. She rocked back & forth, grinding her mound into me. Between me sucking her sensitive nipples, and the pressure on her clit, she came again, covering us with more lady love.
“It’s your turn. How do you want to finish? We should make it special for the 4th.”
She was on birth control, so I had been finishing in her recently, but I hadn’t done a facial on a girl in years.
“I want to cum on your face. I want to cover your beautiful face.”
Without a word she got off me, and on her knees in front of me. I stood in front of her, and started stroking.
“Shit, you covered me. It’s like lube.”
Leaning forward, she took my cock in her mouth and moaned. “And I taste good. Cum for me.”
I don’t know if it’s just me, but once a woman tells me to cum, it’s almost instant. She closed her eyes and opened that big, beautiful mouth.
The first show went a little wide, landing in her hair. The next two were right across her nose and forehead, and the rest dribbled into her mouth. She was laughing as the cum on her forehead started dripping in her eyes.
“Good shot! Ha – towel!”
We got her face cleaned up, and then jumped in the shower. We were in there for a half-hour, just washing each other and catching up on the day. I ended up getting hard again, and fucked her from behind.
“Face again?”
She dropped to her knees quickly, and I had a pathetic dribble of cum on her chin, but it was still hot.
After that day, she let me facial her more often, loving that I said it was the only thing that could make her prettier.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5xb1yt/mf_july_4th_visit
Gotta be honest, I stopped reading at ‘For America.’ That was awful…lol.