Thank you for coming/cumming along for the full journey of my first time! If you haven’t yet read Part One and Part Two I recommend going back and reading them first.
Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nj02ti/my_longawaited_first_time_fm_long_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
Part Two: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/njybag/my_longawaited_first_time_fm_long_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
And now, for the fun conclusion:
He pulled out of me and carefully took the condom off, going into the bathroom to toss it and clean off. I lay there for while thinking about him inside me, about his powerful body bringing me to orgasm. I could already feel something stirring in me.
I eventually got up and threw on another skimpy nightdress, seeing the previous one crumpled on the ground. I smiled to myself, thinking about how I had no idea when I put that first one on that it would be the last thing I wore as a virgin. Sure I could’ve put that one on again, but an outfit change seemed fitting.
I lay back down on the bed and soon after Tristan came back in the room and sat on the edge of the bed. I sat up and wrapped my arms around him from the side, leaning into him, still needing him close. He brought his face in to kiss me, and I returned the kiss, communicating to him through this how much I cared for him and thanking him for the experience we just had. We kissed for quite a while, as I brought my hand up to cradle his face. Our kisses were tender at first, intimate and loving, and soon, as was oft to happen with us, turned playful. Teasing each other by me sucking on his bottom lip, him retaliating by slipping his tongue in to play with mine. We would smile and laugh in between, our playfulness with each other the best part of all aspects of our relationship. Soon all this kissing and playing was turning me on again. I had known I didn’t want to wait long to fuck him again, but it was looking like I couldn’t wait very much longer.
I brought my hand down to play with his dick, rubbing my hand up and down the shaft, lightly teasing him as I continued kissing him deeply. He broke away from the kiss, a bit surprised I was being so forward in this moment. “Oh it looks like someone’s already wanting a round two” he playfully offered to me, using it as a check in to see if he was picking up the clues correctly. I looked up at him again with my big brown eyes, completely focused on one goal at the moment, fucking him again. I gave him a determined look and bit my lower lip, looking down for a moment and back up him, letting my eyelashes bat and playing up my mix of bashfulness and horniness. I couldn’t even speak, I wanted him so badly again I felt insatiable. I could already feel my breathing getting heavier thinking about it. As I sat there stroking his cock, my body pressed against his side, with my face inches from him, all I could do was coyly nod my head. He smiled. “Are you sure?” he asked, confirming if this was what I wanted, and I let myself verbalize what I was feeling. I nodded, and in a breathy voice I said “Yes. I need you to fuck me”. The first time I had wanted it, but now I needed it.
I was so excited to get to immediately act on my newfound sexual appetite. As I said those words to Tristan, he smiled and I felt his cock start to harden in my hand. I was very lucky that he could be ready to go again so quickly. “Ok then” he said with a smirk as he kissed me and guided me onto my back on the bed.
Before I knew it we were right back at urgently needing each other. It’s like we went from 0 to 60 in just a few seconds, us both relishing the idea that round two of what we had just done was about to happen. He lay over me, propping himself up on one arm as he kissed me deeply. He urgently tugged the top of my dress down, exposing my breasts once again to him. Why had I even bothered dressing again? It was like he was urged on by animal instinct this time. He forcefully massaged my breasts one at a time, then broke the kiss to get his mouth involved in the fun. My breath was already heavy, enjoying everything he was doing but highly anticipating what he would soon do to me too.
We very quickly realized that what we both needed right now wasn’t a bunch of foreplay anymore. We had been on autopilot with the sensual lead up (prior to tonight a big part of the main event each time we hooked up), but things were different now that we had already taken that next step.
He quickly grabbed another condom and put it on. Then he positioned himself and locked eyes with me, watching me as he slid in and witnessed the expression on my face change. It was like being starving and finally getting a first taste of delicious food, knowing there was a whole feast waiting for you as well. He quickly picked up the pace thrusting into me for a few minutes then promptly pulled out and turned me over on the bed on my stomach. Then came one of the best feelings in the world: he pulled my hips up off the bed and back to him, guiding me from a laying position onto all fours. The memories of how much I had just enjoyed this position came flooding back and I excitedly waited for him to enter me again.
My nightdress was pushed up from the skirt as the front was still pulled down, my tits hanging out again ready for a replay of earlier. I remember smiling to myself thinking how I just couldn’t contain those girls. In real life it was often a struggle, but now I was using it to my advantage. I felt his hard cock touch against my opening as he teased me with it, not yet entering me. I gently rocked back, rubbing against it, urging him to penetrate me. I was working myself up in anticipation. Our breathing got heavier as he just rubbed the tip against me and I moaned, yearning for his cock to fill me. We both relished in this moment. Previously this was the point where we wouldn’t go any further. But now that was in the past and I wanted nothing more than for him to penetrate me with his cock.
Just as I started to feel like I couldn’t take it anymore, he finally pushed into me and I exhaled in satisfaction. I rocked my hips back to take more of him in me and we were off. He was more forceful this time, his hands grasping my hips tightly as he began pounding me from behind, in a way that indicated he couldn’t get enough of me in that moment. I could get used to this feeling. I once again watched my freed tits bouncing as I took my reward for being a good girl and waiting.
I felt the pressure of his body as he leant forward, over my back and reached around me, grabbing my tits in his hand and still aggressively pumping into me. I could feel the slap of his balls against me and heard the now slightly familiar sound of our frenzied fucking. He swiftly bent forward more and kissed my back as he panted into my skin. Making his way up, his lips then found the side of my neck and he briefly paused his thrusts, docking fully inside me, and pulling me more intensely into him. He began to bite and suck my neck while he was inside me and leaning over me restraining me, like a lion mating with his lioness. I let out an incredibly turned on moan. I liked that a lot, this feeling of being mounted. Adding some slow, intense strokes he kept his pressure on my neck with his mouth.
Then, not being one to leave my clit alone for any extended period of time, he brought his dominant (in more ways than one) arm down and began playing with me once more. I knew once he made contact I wouldn’t last much longer. His mouth released my neck as he pushed himself up again, keeping the pressure on my clit. He resumed his forceful thrusts with a determination to bring me over the edge.
I could feel myself starting to climb. Starting my journey to that place where your whole body feels electric and is acutely aware of every sensation. It’s like a full body buzzing that precedes the best climax and that’s what I began to feel. At this point I was a vocal mess, just letting out a singular constant stream of “uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh”, which was only broken into staccato with each thrust of his. His grunting became more pronounced as well. I felt the familiar tingle underneath his hand telling me this was it. I readied myself for the ride and felt the sensation build until my body couldn’t take it anymore and the dam suddenly burst. I groaned intensely as I came hard on his cock and as if waiting for my cue, I heard him release a few messy and harsh grunts from behind me as he fired his load into the condom inside me. Punctuating his release he gave me three final thrusts as my inner walls rippled in ecstasy with him.
We paused there, panting hard and frozen in place as we came down from our highs. He then pulled out and being completely spent, lay down next to me on his back, catching his breath. I allowed gravity to bring me back down to the bed too, relieved to finally be resting my arms that had been holding me up. I thought about how sore they would be tomorrow then smiled as I realized something else probably would be too. I rolled towards him and cuddled into his chest. I grabbed his hand, intertwined my fingers into his and pulled it into my lips to gently kiss it. He squeezed my hand as I brought it away from my lips, us communicating our feelings for each other without speaking. With his free hand he began to stroke my hair. We lay there enjoying the silence as our breath began to even out. I could feel the comfort of his chest rising and falling. I felt so close to him in that moment and that’s when I realized just how much sex can enhance and strengthen a relationship. I was learning how to be intimate with someone in a deeper way and as Tristan and I went on to explore our relationship after that day, this helped our bond grow infinitely stronger.
As we lay there breathing together and cuddling, I don’t remember who broke the silence but soon we were back to our easy and comfortable chat. I loved how we could both so easily slip in and out of our playful and fun sides as well as our down to business horny sides. We really were so surprisingly compatible in many ways. He eventually got up and kissed me, going to dispose of the condom and getting cleaned up. After taking my turn in the bathroom to get cleaned up I returned to my room to see him sitting on the end of my bed in his boxers. I always enjoyed seeing the juxtaposition of a guy surrounded by the very pink decor of my room. I took it in a moment and chuckled, walking over to him and gently kissing him, much easier to do since he was sitting and closer to my eye level.
“What’s so funny?” he asked. “Nothing” I replied as my arms moved around his shoulders and he hugged me around my waist. Changing the subject I told him “I had a lot of fun”. “Me too” he replied smiling at me with a knowing smile. I couldn’t help it, I felt myself blush. Moments ago I had no problem aggressively cumming on his cock and now I felt myself getting bashful. Not ashamed in any way, but giddy at what lay ahead for us. I managed to meet his eyes again and smile through my shyness. “We should definitely do that again soon” he offered. “Definitely” I replied as I kissed him again.
Hours had passed since he first arrived and it was no doubt bed time at this point. We soon drifted off to sleep, cuddling each other and were awakened a few hours later by the sunlight streaming through the window and the sounds of the city waking up outside. I stretched lazily and for a brief moment took in the loveliness of the morning and waking up next to him after the night we had together. “Morning” he said as he woke up too. Before I could reply though we heard the distinct sound outside the window of a very loud vehicle and sat up to look outside. We got a look just as a his car was given a ticket for being parked on the street during street cleaning. We watched as the street cleaning truck drove around and the meter maid placed the ticket on his windshield. I’ll tell you what, that woke us up. “Fuck” he said. He had wondered last night briefly if his parking spot was ok but I had told him not to worry. I had totally forgotten about street cleaning though. “I’m sorry!” I said frantically, “I’ll pay for it!”. He saw my concerned face and eased my worries. “It’s ok, you don’t have to, it’s totally fine” he smiled at me, letting the stress of the situation drop. I still felt bad though and kept offering to give him money until he pointed out sarcastically that maybe having sex with him then offering him money wasn’t the best combination. It took me a moment to realize what he was saying and then the understanding hit me and we started laughing. The tension of the ticket soon faded away and we continued our morning just cuddling for a little while longer. He eventually had to leave to go home and get ready for his day. We said goodbye with one last kiss and he headed out. As I watched him head down the hallway and down the stairs, I could feel butterflies in my stomach. I really liked him. And all I could think about was how I couldn’t wait to see him again soon.
And for those curious, as far as I know he paid the ticket, I think around $70. So I guess that was the price he paid for getting to be my first :)
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