[MF] The first of many times with my unicorn

I’ve been subscribed to gonewildstories for quite a while now but have only recently become inspired to contribute. I’ll start off by saying I’m no writer by any stretch of the imagination so if my writing leaves something to be desired, that’s why. I’ve been known to be long-winded but I’ll try to keep it as short as I can. Since it’s not just your average hook-up story, there’s a bit of buildup and backstory that is kind of required to do the whole encounter justice though. This is the story of the first time I had sex with the woman of my dreams, my unicorn if you will.

She’s not my unicorn because she’s stunningly beautiful. Not that I don’t think she’s absolutely gorgeous but that’s not why I call her my unicorn. She’s my unicorn because I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I’ll never find another woman quite like her. There’s something about her presence that just does something to me in both a sexual and non-sexual context. We just *fit* together and everything just feels right when I’m with her. Anyway, I’ll mark the section where the actual sex begins for those of you who want to jump right into the action. Without further ado…

The first time I met Kaitlyn was at work. We worked for the same company but in different offices. Kaitlyn is 35 with slightly pale skin. She also has an incredibly light smattering of freckles on her face. They barely stand out from her skin but when you’re close enough to kiss her, they’re hard to miss. She’s a bit on the shorter side at 5’ 3” but she’s got some thickness to her. She won’t tell me her weight but if I had to guesstimate, and I’m pretty terrible at doing so, I’d say that she’s somewhere around 165 lbs or so. It’s mostly concentrated in her butt and thighs so it’s just enough to give her a nice ass without being too much. She has brown hair that ends just below her shoulder blades, along with beautiful gray-blue eyes. Her breasts are a perfect 34B. They’re not the biggest but with an ass like she has, she doesn’t need them to be big. I’ve also always been of the opinion that much more than a handful starts to be a waste so they are perfect for me anyway.

Eventually she came to my office for a few days for some training with my boss. We clicked immediately. Time flew by when we worked together. The conversation was so effortless and we had so much in common. She mentioned that she had a husband so that kept me from being romantically attracted to her, or so I thought.

A couple weeks go by and she’s back at my office for some more training. Eventually she mentions that she is actually separated from her husband and that they are getting divorced. The feelings I had been subconsciously suppressing hit me all at once. I asked her out a couple days later.

Our first date was perfect. We went to dinner where we barely touched our food because we were talking so much. Dinner was followed by a few games of bowling. While bowling, I challenged her to a best of three. She asked what was in it for her but I let her decide what she would win. She wanted me to detail her bike. She asked me what I wanted and I hesitated. I knew what I wanted but was nervous to vocalize it for fear of making the most perfect evening of my life into something awkward.

She laughed at my hesitation and pressed me for an answer. Her warm, genuine smile told me to go for it. I pushed the nerves away, and told her I wanted a kiss. She nodded and said we were on. We split the first two games and managed to keep them somewhat close. On the final game, she committed a foul by stepping over the line on the 7th frame and couldn’t recover. When the final scores were determined, I was the winner.

We left the bowling alley and I took her back to her car. We stood in the parking lot of the restaurant for the next three hours just talking about anything and everything. There was never an awkward silence between us the whole time we were together that night. When it came time for us to part ways, we ended up standing next to her car with her driver’s side door open, with her clearly waiting for me to make a move. I’d earned a kiss from her but I couldn’t summon up the courage to take my prize. Instead I kissed her on the cheek quickly and she giggled. It was, and still is, music to my ears.

The second date was when things really began to heat up. While driving to dinner, she was telling about a time her sister hosted a sex toy party. Without thinking, I asked her how many sex toys she had. Seemingly stunned by the question, she stopped telling her story. I didn’t want to pressure her into answering me so I didn’t say anything else. She blushed a little, stammered a little bit, and asked me what made me think she had any. I responded by telling her that I know that most girls have at least one. Almost immediately after I said that she kind of blurted out her answer. She had seven sex toys.

By now her face was an incredible shade of crimson and she was looking down at the floor of the car, seemingly embarrassed by her collection. Spurred on by her answer, I asked her which one was her favorite. She told me that she has a simple pink vibrator and that it has always been her go to toy when she needs to get off. She even offered up the fact that none of her past lovers have ever given her an orgasm and that she has always had to fend for herself in that regard. I now knew what my mission was.

Kaitlyn also asked me how I felt about her having sex toys. I immediately told her that I found it to be incredibly hot and that it didn’t bother me at all. That seemed to make her very happy and she went on to tell me that her past lovers also didn’t like that she had them. She said they always seemed intimidated by them. That was the end of the sex talk for that date as we’d reached the restaurant by then but over the next three days, it ramped up quite a bit. We got into quite a lot of explicit detail about our favorite positions, past experiences, what we liked, what we didn’t like, and things like that. I told her that I hadn’t been with a woman for over a decade. She also confessed that she hadn’t had sex in over three years.

For our third date, we went to a local dog park. There was so much sexual tension from the moment she stepped out of her car. We were both very obviously wound up from the start. A squeeze here, a light touch there, and in almost no time it was clear what we both wanted. Mercifully the sun began to set before too long, and everyone else left so I corralled my dog and got him in the car. When I turned around, we began making out heavily. I pushed her up against her car and stuck my hand up her shirt to feel her breasts. She traced her fingers along my rapidly hardening cock. I reached behind her to open the door to the back seat of her SUV.

She pushes me away and says, “We can’t do this.”

I asked her what she meant, thinking she was regretting our relationship since she was still technically married. She said “I’m not going to let you fuck me for the first time in the backseat of my car, in a parking lot between some income-based housing and a retirement home. Plus you have your dog with you.”

To put it mildly, I was stunned. I was getting cockblocked by my dog. Man’s best friend my ass.

“Don’t worry. I still want your cock. Badly. Just not here. Not now.” I recovered enough to stammer out something resembling acceptance, kissed her, said goodbye, and jumped in my car to head home.

I texted her when I got home to let her know I made it. She said “I wish you were here right now. I’d love to see just how big that thing is you’re hiding in your shorts.”

I immediately told her “I’m getting in my car and coming up there.” It clearly caught her off-guard and she replied with “Wait. What? You’re gonna drive back up here? You just got home!” I responded by telling her “I’m walking out to my car right now.”

“You’re unbelievable. See you soon…”

I let her know when I was nearby and she was waiting on the porch when I pulled up. She tells me to be quiet going in because she didn’t want to wake her kids up or alert the dogs. As soon as the door closed behind us, we see her 16 year old son at the top of the stairs looking at us. She tells him to go to bed and he asks what she’s doing. She tells him to mind his business and to go to bed. He watches us go into her bedroom.

**========== SEX STARTS HERE ==========**

Once we get in her bedroom, she closes the door, locks it, and turns the lights off. The only light in the room is the screensaver on her TV. It goes from giving off enough light that we can see each other somewhat clearly and being dark enough that we can only make out rough shapes. It’s kind of romantic in a way.

We basically attack each other. She pulls my shirt off and runs her hand over my chest. She says “Wow, you’ve got a bit more hair than I expected.” I ask her if it’s a problem. She shakes her head no and kisses me deeply. She breaks the kiss off, rests her head on my chest, and says “Are you sure you want to do this? Are you sure it won’t ruin our relationship?” Without needing to think I say, “I’m absolutely sure I want to do this but only if you want to.” With that she gets an impish grin on her face. Almost as if on cue, the TV lights up the room. She kneels in front of me.

Once she is on her knees, she looks up at me. It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life. No other mental image I have compares to her on her knees the first time. For a few seconds we’re looking into each other’s eyes. She breaks eye contact and I can almost feel her gaze shift to what’s hiding in my shorts.

She reaches out to grab the waistband of my shorts and boxers, pulling them down slowly. It’s agonizing. She’s loving it. My dick is flattened against my thigh as she does so. The first bit of cold air makes contact with the base of my cock and I shiver a little bit. She giggles. She continues to slowly pull my shorts down. She’s suspiciously silent. My shorts finally make it far enough and my rock-hard cock springs up to full attention.

“It’s…” Kaitlyn trailed off.

“It’s what? What’s wrong?” I shifted my weight nervously given that this was the first time she’d laid her eyes on my manhood.

She sounds incredibly intimidated when she finally speaks again. “You’re bigger than I thought you’d be. You’re so thick…”

I let out a small sigh of relief I didn’t even know I was holding as she wraps her hand around it, taking the remainder of my breath away. “Who’s laughing now?” she says with that impish grin on her face. The room is then cast into darkness.

I feel her slowly stroking my cock. She wets her thumb and rubs the head of my cock. It’s a completely new sensation for me and it’s absolutely amazing. Before long I feel her breath on the head of my throbbing cock. It’s immediately followed by the warmth and wetness of her tongue. She swirls her tongue around the tip. Lost in the sensation of something I’ve missed for more than ten years, I close my eyes and mutter “Holy shit Kaitlyn…” Not only is it almost like the first time all over again but this girl clearly knows how to handle a cock and it’s absolutely glorious.

She slowly licks every inch of my dick. It’s a mind-blowing sensation. The contrast of her warm tongue against the rapidly cooling trail of saliva it leaves. I alternate between shivering and muttering praises of her skill. Finally I feel her mouth engulf my cock. She buries it all in her mouth in one swift, practiced motion. A growl escapes my mouth.

She slowly removes her mouth from my rock-hard prick, giving the tip a quick swirl with her tongue as she does so.

“Did I tell you I have a video of me sucking cock?” she asks somewhat sheepishly.

“You failed to—” is all I manage to get out before my cock is engulfed by her warm mouth again and my mind practically goes blank. She starts sucking my dick in earnest. She uses her hand to apply varying forms of pressure. She swirls her tongue around the length of it. This continues for a bit with me just kind of along for the ride. It’s nearly all I can do to stay standing.

She pulls off after a bit. “What were you saying?”

I know she’s teasing me so I play right into her hands. “I was saying that you—” Again I’m interrupted as her mouth engulfs my cock once more. I’m powerless to stop the sound that comes out of my mouth. I manage enough independent thought to place my hands on her head.

She backs off again. In anticipation of more teasing, I give her a split second to start a sentence. I grip her hair and force my cock back into her mouth. That’s how I find out she doesn’t have a gag reflex. I’m almost holding her down on my dick. She blinks hard and seems a little uncomfortable so I let go of her hair. Looking up at me, Kaitlyn pulls away from my dick but not before swirling her tongue around the head once more.

“How do you like it when I interrupt you?” I growl at her.

She looks down at the floor and there’s a hint of embarrassment in her voice when she says, “Well I do like it rough…”

That causes a surge of something animalistic within me. I pick her up and practically throw her on the bed. She lets out a yelp of surprise as she sails through the air and it only serves to embolden me. I pull her to the edge of the bed and kneel between her legs. She sits up. I remove her tank top. Roughly taking one of her nipples in my mouth, she gasps. I alternate between licking and sucking her nipples. I work in a little bit of nibbling. I push her down so she’s laying on her back with her hips balancing on the edge of the bed. I reach up to pull her cotton shorts off. She puts her hands on mine before I do. She props herself up on her elbows and makes eye contact with me.

With a bit of hesitation she asks, “Are you sure?”

“What do you mean?”

“I just want to make sure you’re okay with eating me out…” There’s that embarrassment and shyness again. I know that her previous lovers haven’t always been so generous so I respond the best way I can. I pull her shorts all the way off while maintaining eye contact.

“Does that answer your question?” The quick motion combined with the cool air of the room caressing her most intimate area causes her to yelp. I see her swallow hard before she lays back down on the bed, clearly very nervous about what is to come.

She’s not wearing any panties so the full smell of her pussy hits me. It makes me a little dizzy. I love it. Even in the dim light of the TV, her wetness practically sparkles on her outer lips. I want to get some payback by teasing her but I also have a mission tonight. I’ll be damned if I’m not going to make her cum at least once. I start by kissing the inside of her left thigh. Slowly I work my way up to her soaking wet cunt. I leave small trails of saliva on her with my tongue. I blow on them lightly and she shivers hard in response.

As I get closer to her pussy, I start to feel a bit of heat emanating from her. The room has been lit up again and I see her beautiful pussy for the first time. It’s clear that she is incredibly turned on. I get close enough to breathe on her glistening folds. She squirms when my breath hits her. I switch to the other thigh and do the same thing. She whines a bit when I do.

“Please baby!” The outburst, clearly unplanned, causes her to clasp her hands over her mouth. I peek my head up from between her legs. We make eye contact.

Patronizingly, I say to her, “Shhh… you’ll wake your kids…”

“You’re such a bastard.” In the darkness I can make out her face faking an angry sneer.

“I know I am but you love it. Tell me you don’t.” Silence. “That’s what I thought. Now stay quiet and let me do my work.”

I tease her a bit more. Once I feel like I’ve got my payback for earlier, I slowly drag my tongue across the area around her pussy. She lets out a deep moan and grips the bed sheets. I slowly work my tongue towards her clit. I wrap my arms around her hips and dive in. She gasps sharply and I see one of her hands fly towards her face. I pull her apart a bit and lightly flick her clit with my tongue. She tries to grind against my face.

I insert one finger inside her. Then a second. I press them against her g-spot. I drag my fingers back towards me and I’m rewarded with a moan that gets cut off by her hand. I start rubbing her g-spot while I lick her clit.

It’s not long before she mutters between ragged breaths, “Oh my God. You’re gonna make me cum…”

“Good girl.” That seems to push her over the edge because I feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers. Her thighs lightly squeeze my head while her body spasms. I continue to lightly stroke her g-spot and lick her clit while she rides it out. Once it’s over she props herself up on her elbows. I grin at her while she looks at me. She seems a little dizzy. It takes her a few moments to compose herself enough to form a coherent sentence.

“Give me that thick cock.” She didn’t have to tell me twice. I stand up and move to the edge of the bed. She raises her legs a little bit and looks at me. With a hint of distress in her voice she says, “A little help?”

“What do you need baby?” I offer.

“Well, I *need* your cock but first I need you to pick my legs up so you can fuck me properly. I can’t do it. They feel like jello.” I laugh and pull her legs up with my elbows locked under her knees.

“Good?”

“Perfect. Now fuck me with that huge cock of yours.” I guide myself towards her entrance. I rub the head on her still swollen, glistening lips. She whimpers a bit. “Please don’t tease me again. I can’t take it.” With that I enter her pussy for the first time. As I do, she winces a little bit and I stop.

“Sorry baby. Are you okay?”

“Yes. You’re just thicker than anyone I’ve ever been with.” I laugh a bit and wait for her to adjust. Once she seems comfortable again I gently push deeper into her. I feel her pussy grip me as she struggles to adjust to my size. It sends a wave of pleasure through me. She squirms a bit more.

With a hint of impatience, Kaitlyn asks, “How much dick do you have left down there?”

“About this much.” I push the remainder into her somewhat roughly. She inhales sharply. The inaugural journey of my hips to hers is over. She whimpers a bit and her pussy grips my cock incredibly tightly like it’s trying to expel me. I’m pretty sure the tip of my cock is brushing against her cervix at this point. I hold the position for a few seconds while she adjusts to it.

“You told me you like it rough. Was that too rough?” She manages shake her head no.

I resume gently fucking her. Her whimpers turn into moans. She’s getting used to my dick. I grab her neck loosely with my right hand. She looks into my eyes and grips my right wrist. Staring into her eyes, I look for any kind of reaction to my hand placement. I only see one thing. Hunger.

I start picking up the pace. By now she’s adjusted to my size and is lost in the pleasure of it. When I bottom out, she grips my cock with her pussy. It feels like she could probably rip my dick right off if she wanted to. It’s the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life.

“Your pussy is so tight Kaitlyn.” She’s too lost in the pleasure to form a coherent response. I take that as my cue and start plowing her deliciously tight cunt. After a bit, she once again summons up the ability to whisper. “I’m going to cum again.”

Even though I heard her, I ask her to repeat herself. Hearing her struggle to even whisper is beyond hot. She just kind of stammers dumbly. I grip her neck a little tighter and use her shoulder for a little extra leverage. She closes her eyes, turns her head, and buries her face into a pillow. She moans incredibly loudly into it. Without that pillow I’m pretty sure she would have woke the neighbors.

“Are you going to cum all over my hard dick?” It seems like it takes every ounce of whatever remaining willpower she has to nod her head.

“Good girl.” Once again, that seems to give her the final push she needs and her second orgasm begins. Her pussy grips my cock and it’s heaven feeling her body shake and spasm on my dick. She puts her hand on my stomach and pushes me away. I stop and pull out of her.

“Everything okay?”

“No one has ever made me cum before and you just made me cum for a second time tonight. I’d say things are better than okay.” She turns around and kneels on the bed facing away from me.

“Now it’s your turn to cum for me.” It’s her favorite position, as well as mine. My dick twitches in anticipation. I grab her hips and maneuver my rock hard cock to the entrance of her pussy. I enter her slowly to try and let her get acclimated to the new position.

Once she seems like she has adjusted, I get a good handful of hair and pull her head back while I plunge myself into her soaking wet cunt. In a split second, I’m balls deep in her. A loud moan escapes her lips. The noise unleashes my animalistic side once more. Using my other hand to gain leverage by grabbing her shoulder, I start hammering away at her. She shudders and whimpers a bit. I’m pounding her so hard that her plump ass visibly jiggles and shakes with every thrust.

The sound of my flesh meeting hers is loud but I’m beyond the point where I care. Somehow she manages to mirror the feverish pace I’m setting. Seemingly all of my conscious thoughts get lost in the ecstasy of the moment. A whimper brings me back to reality.

“Baby. You gotta stop. I can’t take it anymore. You’re too big and it’s starting to hurt.”

I pull out of her and she collapses forward into the bed. I sit down next to her on the edge of it. We’re both panting like exhausted animals. I fall backwards onto the bed and look at the clock. We’ve been at it for almost two hours. After a few minutes, she breaks the silence.

“You didn’t cum for me.” She’s clearly disappointed. “You were supposed to cum for me.”

“I didn’t but I made you cum two times so I’m doing great.”

“Three times.” Her face gets red and she grins sheepishly. “Once while you were fucking me from behind.”

A dopey grin forms on my face. She says, “I do feel bad though. You made me cum three times and I couldn’t even make you cum once.” There’s that disappointed look again.

“It’s okay Kaitlyn. Just because I didn’t get off, that doesn’t mean you didn’t blow my mind and that I didn’t enjoy myself. Plus, it gives you something to work towards next time.” Her impish grin makes another appearance.

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