We had met online and hit it off real well. Our conversations flowed, the banter was great, and when she finally showed her face–holy shit. She was drop dead gorgeous. We consumed each other’s days, texting constantly and diving deep into our thoughts, sharing our opinions, exchanging ideas and sexting constantly. We would FaceTime, we would Snap, we would share our bodies digitally and share posts, gifs, and photos that excited us and things we were going to do when we finally saw each other. Here was finally someone who matched my libido and reciprocated my sexuality. It was on.
She made plans to visit me in America and I made plans to reserve a hotel for us to stay at, and after several tortuous and titillating months she was finally here in my city. I waited outside the international terminal and as soon as I spied her looking around for me I couldn’t wait. Thousands of miles closed, 20 feet to go. I needed to hold her. She spotted me as I walked to her and a smile broke out between us like a kid seeing their birthday presents, and we were both eager to unwrap each other. It was the first kiss but it felt like our 100th, it was like we had known each other for years the way she pressed her lips against mine and the way my hands pulled in her waist. Her body felt perfect against mine. She stood just a bit shorter than me with her curvy body, silky black hair, and slender arms wrapped around my back. She was a puzzle piece I never knew was missing.
The hotel was waiting for us and when her luggage finally came off the carousel we grabbed a shuttle to the metro and that’s when I began teasing her. We’d arrive in about 40 minutes and one thing was already on our minds so I played it up and started getting her worked up. We sat in the back of the shuttle in a semi-secluded spot and began kissing her ear and nibbling at it, telling her how long I’ve been waiting to fuck her, how badly I need her, and everything I’m going to do to her as soon as I get her alone. I move her hand to my thigh so she can feel that rock hard cock waiting to be inside her and she just melts. Then she goes to lay her head on my lap like a pillow just so she can feel it on her face, even trying to nibble and gnaw on it through my jeans. She can’t wait, but I’m a decent person in public so she needs to control herself :P
Once we’re on the metro I drop another foreplay bread crumb and zip open my backpack so she can see the rope, lube, and ungodly amount off condoms I had on me this whole time. She closes her eyes again and has to take several deep breaths to calm herself down and it made me rock hard again seeing her squirm like that knowing she still couldn’t have it yet.
We arrive at the hotel 30 minutes later and she’s getting impatient as we check in. She’s unable to stand still, pacing a bit, breathing harder than someone usually would, and we arrive on our floor on open the door and as cliche as it was we were all over each other before the door even closed. Hard kissing, eager kissing, devouring each other as hands explored everywhere else. Mine on her waist, hers on my ass pulling my hardness against her better to grind on, my lips moving to her ear, to her neck, moving down to her chest as we stumble toward the bed as passions are at their highest. My fingers now running through her hair as I grip it close to the scalp and keep her head still as I assault her stupidly cute face with kisses.
Tops came off, bottoms came off, and so did her almost entirely wet underwear. I would have thought it was a a naturally dark color had it not been for the light waistband. She looked stunning there ready and waiting for me on her back, propped up on her elbows as I began kissing down her chest, her perfect tits, her fit stomach, smelling her lust as I kissed lower and lower until I could feel the warmth radiating from her soaking pussy and dove in making her back arch. Pushing my lips against hers, sucking on her labia, lapping up her wetness with my tongue, kissing her clit and gently sucking on her hood, I was eager to explore her with my mouth as my hands dug into her ass and pulled her closer. It wasn’t long before she came the first of many times that night.
For anyone wondering, I’m 5’8” and 130lbs, so basically a twig but I keep in shape so think lean and toned gymnast muscles rather than gymrat bro. She’s 5’7” and maybe 145 with that weight perfectly distributed in her ass, thighs, and chest. She really is slim thick, and gorgeous. She could be a model with how cute and simultaneously sexy she is and I should shut up and stop bragging about her because now because this is entire post sounds like r/thathappened and I’d be cynical too if it didn’t happen to me personally.
I kneel up and she can see my underwear now stained with precum, I take it off and you could hear what must have been a slight whimper as she saw [the weight of it](https://www.reddit.com/r/MassiveCock/comments/p0rkj2/i_like_to_let_him_breathe_while_i_sleep/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) falling out of my boxer briefs. I put on protection, lined up with her eager pussy, and coated my head with her arousal before pushing in slowly. The face she made only made me harder. It was like she opened her mouth to talk but couldn’t think of anything to say and couldn’t close it as I kept pushing in deeper, pulling out a bit, and sinking in further filling her up and stretching her out with my dick. You could hear her get wetter as I slid in and out of her faster, fucking her hard and just barely bottoming out. Just enoug that when I wanted to elicit a yelp from her I’d push *just* a bit further to get a reaction as she took all of me. She was so warm. So wet.
That entire night first night was a blur. Everything, everything position, (almost) every pent up passion we had exploded that night as I fucked her passionately while she wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me in deeper. I moved her on all fours and slammed my hips into her perfect ass, moving her and moving with her as she tried her best to not wake the other rooms deep into early morning.
Now, here’s the thing: I’m a switch with Dom tendencies, she was a switch who wasn’t really a sub but she felt comfortable submitting with me. This made for some fun power struggles as each of us had fun trying to take charge. I’m fucking her on her back (which, btw, missionary is so underrated. There’s nothing vanilla about being able to see your partners face, fell their arms around you, and make out intensely) and for a brief moment she regains lucidity and decides to roll on top and take charge, pushing me down and riding me slower at her own pace. But of course, power struggle, so I have some fun and hold her hips in place as I raise my hips to meet her and fuck her from underneath much faster and harder than what she was going for. It didn’t take long for her to get overwhelmed and started cumming before buckling over and just falling off me.
We both agreed later on that entire week should have been spent in the hotel but we still had things we wanted to do in the moment like sight see and stuff. What made it even better was how well our personalities meshed, our sense of humor, our weirdness, and how safe and comfortable she felt in real life. That was my favorite part, how open she was able to be and the things she felt safe trying because she knew she wasn’t judged or looked down on.
I’ll post some more stories form that week if enough people care to hear about it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qsnmro/mf_fucking_like_animals_for_a_week_after_finally