This is my third story that I will recount here. My first one appears to have been more popular that the second, so I’ll skip a few months into our relationship to bypass the awkwardness.
Story one: Losing my virginity, the first time I went down on her. http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/310ppy/my_first_sexual_experience_as_a_late_bloomer/
Story two: The first time receiving a BJ. http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/33201b/losing_my_virginity_at_29_continued_mf/
I had just returned from the Philippines. I had been doing some work there for a while and Tracy had remained in Japan. We had last spent time together about three weeks before in Kyoto Japan in this little hotel. Anyway, we had been keeping in contact via email and it was clear to both of us that we were “dating” but the subject had not formally been broached. Anyway, I was getting back to Tokyo and Tracy had a place in town. She asked me to meet her at a Starbucks around the corner from her place.
I got home after the flight, took a shower and headed to the Starbucks to meet her. We did some quick shopping and went back to her place. It was the first time I had been there. Anyway, we had a dinner of Edamame and Sushi and went upstairs to her bedroom. I remember her undressing. God she was beautiful. Beautiful blue eyes, piercing deep with intelligence. Nice hips and a wonderful butt. Small but gorgeous breasts with large nipples that got very erect when she was aroused. Her stomach was tight and abdomen was firm. Her pussy was pink with small lips and covered with dense fur. I brushed my teeth and climbed onto her tatami mattress. We held each other. She was warm. We kissed. We kissed for several minutes. I was totally intrigued with the feeling of having a naked woman in my arms. I could feel her breathing and the movement of her chest against mine. I could feel her legs intertwined with mine and her hips slide against my own.
The effect was mesmerizing. I was drowning in her being. I pushed her away from me and moved down to her chest. I stroked a nipple with my tongue and felt it grow rigid in my mouth. With each light flick it grew harder and longer. What had been soft buttons of pink tissue would individually respond to my tongue growing erect at least an inch, one at a time. I made my tongue stiffer and flicked it back and forth, left and right. I could already here Tracy gasp lightly. God, I wanted her. I sucked her nipple causing whimpers of distress to escape from her lips. I slowed down and moved back to her mouth, kissing her tongue and exploring it again after the weeks of absence. While kissing her, I touched her wet nipple with my fingers. It was damp and hard. I went to her other nipple, it was softer. I remember shifting lower now and taking her right breast in my mouth and lightly suckling it careful not to touch the nipple this time. I licked circles around it, getting closer to the areola with each circle. I would support the weight of her breast in my hand gently, not picking it up, just supporting its weight and circle my tongue around her untouched right nipple. I tweaked her left nipple a little with my thumb and forefinger. It was still rock hard. Tracy gasped again. Now finally I took her right nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. It was already hard with anticipation, but it grew harder and straighter in my mouth matching the other in length.
Tracy was on fire. As I suckled, she squirmed. Her moans were growing louder. Her breath was getting shallower. I continued to tweak her left nipple with my fingers as I sucked her right with my mouth and swirled over it with my tongue. Tracy’s hips gyrated; her hands were over her head. I looked up briefly and I could see her eyes. Only a small portion of the blue was visible as her eyes had rolled back showing their gleaming whiteness. Her mouth was open, moaning softly. I continued to suck and actually sucked harder, and tweaked the left one just a little more firmly. Then it happened. Her hands closed over my head pulling me harder into her chest she moaned out loud and clasped my ears. Her body shook, her hips bucked. I used my left hand to push down on her abdomen to keep her body from writhing off of the bed. Her nipples were now electrified and larger. I could tell they were more sensitive and I lightened my flicking a little. She gave a guttural moan and pushed my head off a little. She continued to squirm and a smile appeared on her face. I leaned in again and flicked her nipple. She gasped again and pulled my head up to hers as her orgasm spread through her body. We kissed and laid there. I could feel her body heat. She was on fire. She was a sexual being at that point. Her eyes were glassy and sparkling clear. Her stomach was fluttering; I could see the surface dance. Her breasts were still heaving; her bright red damp nipples were swollen and stiff.
Most amazingly though was Tracy’s scent. She smelt of sex. She was oozing sexual pheromones. I could inhale deeply and smell her desire without even looking into her eyes. She pulled me closer for another kiss and pulled me tight caressing my back. I slipped my hands down to her hips and butt, pulling her closer. Her breathing was slowly recovering.
I pushed Tracy back to the bed. I kissed down her jaw line to her neck and shoulders. I kissed down her chest, between her breast, tracing one light lick around each breast and eliciting a deep sigh each time. I kissed down her stomach between the abdominal muscles. All the while the scent of her sex was drawing stronger and grabbing a firmer hold of me. As I reached a point below her bellybutton Tracy moaned and then said “No, Paul…it is my turn…” but I reached up with a hand and put a finger on her lips. I kissed bellow her bellybutton and reached the first traces of her pubic hair. It was wispy and soft but got coarser as I approached the soft skin near her legs. The aroma was pungent now and I could feel the dampness on her pubic hair from her first orgasm. Tracy shifted below me to put my tongue in the center of her pussy. I resisted, and went back to her legs kissing the soft skin on her hips. She was moaning slightly again. I kissed up one leg and crossed the top of her pubic hair and then kissed down the other. I continued this slowly getting closer to her pussy as I was kissing the inside of her legs. Her inner thighs were damp and tasted of her sex. The scent was intoxicating. Each time I got closer to the folds of her lips she tried to adjust her hips forcing my tongue to touch her clitoris. But I resisted.
Finally I opened her legs up wider forcing her labia open. My tongue probes her wetness. I could actually feel her getting wetter. I licked firmly up one side and then switched to the other each time carefully missing her erect clit. Tracy was moaning now and her hips were constantly shifting. The challenge now was to devour her without making contact with her enlarged clit. I use my hands now to steady her hips while using two fingers to spread her open a little wider. Carefully, I make contact with her soft inner lips. Tracy shudders. In that moment I felt Tracy get wetter. Her entire pussy just became moister almost instantaneously. I probed her a little deeper seeking out the wetness. I could feel her hairs tickling my nose and the softer hairs on her lips were matted down with her own wetness and perspiration. I stroked her inner lips with my tongue more firmly than before. I pulled my head back. Now the enlarger inner lips softly poked out from within the outer lips. I could see her engorged clit at the top of her pussy standing erect. I leaned forward again. This time I started deep within her pussy, probing as deep as my tongue would go. As I withdrew though and traced my way up her lips, instead of just missing Tracy’s clit, I lightly flicked the top of it. Tracy instantly shuddered. The moan that escaped her lips was barely perceptible. Tracy adjusted he hips again and put her hands on my head. I gently removed her hands and pulled my tongue back out. On inserting it again, I stroked up the lips on the other side, again, finishing by gently flicking her clit. Now her hips withdrew from me as another gasp escaped her mouth. I moved my tongue back to the bottom of her pussy. She was wetter now, actively flowing with her own moisture. I paused to pay attention to the bottom of her pussy where she was oozing with her own sex. She shifted her hips, again making her clit the center of my attention. I flicked it more firmly than the past. Instead of returning to her pussy, now I stayed on top, lightly flicking her clit. This time her hips bucked out to force more direct contact with her. Her hands grasped my head tightly. There would be no brushing them off this time. I concentrated my efforts around her clit, stroking it up and down. Each time I made contact she shuddered deeper. Her breathing now was so shallow she could not moan. I took my own finger that had been holding her lips open and pulled it out. It was wet with her own juices. I inserted a finger into her pussy in sunk it in slowly. Tracy ground down on it forcing more direct contact between my tongue and her clit. Then she froze. Tracy just froze before her back arched thrusting her hips into my face forcing her clit to bury itself in my tongue. My finger was deep within her. I flicked her again and again, caressing her clit which was now erect and resisting my tongues efforts to move it. Tracy pulled my head deep within her and then gasped a held my head still. I could not touch her clit. I was mere centimeters from it. I could see her wetness pouring from her pussy. I forced my way to making contact with her again. This time my tongue replacing my finger probing as deep as I could lap up all of the wetness.
It flowed lighter than before, almost a syrup consistency. I lapped up and licked closer to the top just touching her clit again. Tracy doubled up; he hips bucking wildly, her moans no longer sounding like that of a lover but those of an animal. She bent over and grabbed me, pulling me into her chest. I felt the spasms flow through her body for what seemed like minutes. There were tears streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes were puffy but clear again. Her chest shook. Her legs were clasped tightly around mine. She laid there pulling me in tighter. Her fingernails were in my back and her body simply spasmed. She would lie still for a moment, and then a violent wave would crush through her body. She would steady herself digging her finger into my back. I could see her trying to utter words, but only her mouth moved. No words would come out. I could see her saying “Paul” Finally she pulled my head to her lips and kissed me deeply. I kissed her tears away on her cheeks. We laid there for probably a half hour longer saying nothing. Tracy just crying on my chest, with the occasional spasm, getting weaker, coursing through her body. I tried to touch her nipples, but she would not let me. They were too sensitive, just brushing her breast sent a shock through her body. So we laid there. I was thoroughly content. Sweat was glistening over Tracy’s entire body. I could see that the spasms were fading and that her breathing was returning slowly. She looked exhausted. She looked beautiful.
After probably an hour, I was holding her tightly against my chest. She had stopped crying, but we had not said a word in quite a while. Tracy looked up at me and gave me a kiss, pulling my tongue in deeply. She pushed me back on the bed and sat on my chest just staring at me. Her eyes were bright and spoke volumes. She looked almost injured, but I could see the softness and strength in them. They were confused but piercing. She knew what she wanted while I laid and grasped her hips to pull myself up and kiss her. Tracy slowly slid down my chest. Her pussy was still wet and it left a trail going down my chest to my abdomen. I reached down between her legs to touch her pussy, but Tracy just grabbed my hand and would not let me touch her. She grabbed both of my hands and pushed them under my back. She continued to slide down my body leaving a wet sticky trail.
The room smelled of her sex. I was intoxicated. She bent down and kissed my abdomen. She reached behind her butt and touched my penis. It was hard. It had long been hard during the evening, but now it pulsed in her hand. She let go of it and lifted her hips up sliding over and between my legs. She looked straight into my eyes and then kissed my penis once before putting its head in her mouth. I remember the room blurring out of focus as I could feel the warmth of her caress around my penis. I can remember feeling the individual surges of blood as my penis grew harder.
With one hand Tracy played with my balls, rolling them between her fingers. With the other she grasped the shaft of my penis steadying it in her mouth. She sank deeper on it taking more of it in. I could feel the heat build up. I did not know how much I could take. I had not been with Tracy in three weeks and I had not masturbated in that time. I could feel myself on the brink.
Then she took my penis out of her mouth and took one testicle between her lips. I shuddered. She soon had both testicles in her mouth sucking on them gently as she stroked my penis in her right hand. Tracy would suck on my testicles and then with the hand on my shaft, rub her fingers and palm over the head of my penis causing my knees to quake. She must have sensed my impending climax because just as I came she put my penis back in her mouth and stroked and sucked at the same time. I could not hear, I could not see. None of my senses seemed to work anymore. I could only feel my heartbeat in my penis and Tracy’s tongue and mouth matching its rhythm. Then I exploded. I remember running my fingers through her hair. At that moment my senses came back, I could smell the room now, it smelled of our combined sex now. I could see her hair cascading onto my chest and her lips around my penis. I could feel her tongue dancing around the head of my penis touching it and being caressed by it. I could feel my penis engorged with blood and pumping for all it was worth. I collapsed back into the bed, my own hips thrust up and deeper into her mouth.
When my own spasms subsided Tracy got up and walked off to the bathroom, I could hear her spit and run the water. When she lay back down with her back toward me, I could feel her heart beat. We spooned. She turned off the lights and we fell asleep. Her butt in my hips with my arms wrapped around her. We were the picture of spooning. It was really beautiful and I felt closer to a human being than I had ever felt before then.
I am not sure how, but we both fell asleep like that. Just holding her in my arms and slowly our breathing synchronizing. My jet lag caught up we just passed out. When I awoke the next morning, we were in the same position. Tracy in my arms, her back to my chest, her butt in my hips. I squeezed her tightly. I nuzzled in her hair and kissed her neck. Tracy just moaned softly. I kissed her back and rubbed her stomach. It was tight and moved softly. She was still groggy with sleep. I kissed her back again and kissed small patterns into it. With my hand that held her, I stroked her stomach and with another hand I touched one nipple. It was soft but warm and it grew hard under my finger. I was intrigued. I continued kissing her neck and her hair. I ran my finger through her hair clearing it from one ear and kissed right behind that ear. Then I felt for her other nipple. It grew hard much faster between my fingers. Tracy moaned softly. I pulled her tighter into me. At that time as her butt shifted in my hips I became aware of the heat between her legs. It was intense. I could feel the dampness between her legs on her fur. I carefully pulled her close kissing her neck again. This time I maneuvered my upper leg between her legs. Now my thigh was resting between her two legs and I could feel her heat. I rubbed my leg gently between her les and she pushed slightly down onto it.
I loosened my embrace around her and with my left hand traced a path from her chest where I had been holding her, down the tight muscles of her stomach to the wetness between her legs. Yes it was very wet. Gently I raised her upper leg slightly at the hip and in one move positioned my penis at the bottom of her pussy from behind her. With soft pressure I placed the head of my penis on her wet entrance and slowly pushed my hips forward. The feeling was amazing. It was an instant connection. An unspoken synchronization. As my head slid in I could feel the heat and wetness. The tightness grasped me and pulled me deeper. As I sank in a whimper escaped Tracy’s formerly silent lips. I sank all the way in until my pubic bone met her butt. Tracy shifted slightly as I pulled back. I pulled all the way back until just my head was nestled inside and thrusted back in. Tracy’s groan was evident again. It was beautiful. The synchronization was unspoken yet total. As my hips thrusted in and out slowly, her breathing increased and her butt matched my directions.
At this time the sun was starting to peak through the window casting its light over Tracy’s milky white skin. Her back was beautiful as I continued to kiss it while slowly thrusting. I kissed her back, her neck, behind her ears. I ran my fingers through her hair as our steady rhythm kept pace with the waking day. There was nothing hurried about this. I really did feel as if my body had connected and Tracy and I were one for this moment.
Her orgasm came slowly. It must have been twenty minutes or so into the act. Tracy’s breathing had been shallow for quite a while. I remember her grabbing an arm that was still tucked underneath her and digging her fingernails in me matching my thrusts. She stopped and pushed her hands off of me reaching above her head and the first wave rushed through her. My penis felt her contractions. The squeeze of the shaft and head were very perceptible. Her butt pushed slightly back onto me, forcing me just a fraction deeper. The orgasm was a long one and built up slowly in both of us. While I stroked and felt my testicles tighten, I was acutely aware of the fact that Tracy was reaching her crest as my climax started. The room blurred into one as our motions and our emotions molded together as if sharing one climax together. I was acutely aware Tracy’s orgasm with my penis and the waves that swept through our bodies. I just kept stroking as we maintained our synchronization.
When Tracy was finally motionless, I rested, buried deeply within her and pulled her tight. I kissed her back again and kissed up her neck. Then I just held her again as our raising chests recovered their composure. We lay there for probably another 15 minutes. Occasionally I would feel Tracy’s body tremble and thought I could hear a whimper or almost sigh come from her. But we never spoke. During the entire event neither Tracy nor I had ever exchanged a word. Nothing. Finally she reached around herself, gave me a squeeze and rolled away from me. My flaccid penis slid out from within her, exposed to the cool morning air and sunlight for the first time. Tracy got up and went into the bathroom.
Tracy was gone for probably ten minutes. When she came back into the bedroom I was standing naked putting my clothes on getting ready to run back to my place and get changed for work. She came over to me and for the first time that day I saw her beautiful face. Her eyes positively sparkled. She kissed me deeply and pulled me close. We hugged for a few minutes and she muttered in my ear “Oh my God…” Those were the first word either of us spoke that day. I put on my shoes and ran to work.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/34nou9/new_lovers_mf_after_a_months_separation