This happened back when my wife and I first started dating, maybe two months into our relationship. We were both busy working professionals and this meant we only got to hang out and relax on weekends. We had been having protected condom sex since our 4th date, but we were both pretty sick of the rubbers by this point. I kept a little box loaded with them on the nightstand in my bedroom. We were both fully exclusive, clean and symptom free, but it was one of those things where you start dating and doing the deed and continue using protection until you have “the talk.” I had mostly dated fairly shy, conservative girls and this always seemed to be the pattern. I had been in a few adventurous one nighters or swinger situations where things escalated quickly and I went raw, but I always tested clean afterwards, thankfully. In relationships, the default at the start was always condom sex.
One Sunday afternoon, we were relaxing on the couch in my living room after a particularly excellent hot yoga class. We were cuddling and making out, and I started to get noticeably hard in my gym shorts. The pheromones were absolutely intoxicating – the air was thick, it was a humid summer day, and she smelled so delicious. NOTHING turns me on like the smell of a woman. I had to have her, and she clearly agreed.
In the midst of making out, we both took off what little we were wearing. My shorts hit the floor and tank came over my head in a blur, leaving me seated on the couch naked. She peeled her yoga pants and thong off and tossed them aside, then reached up and took her sports bra off. I had a solid 7”, girthy, veiny and throbbing, on a 6’1” muscular frame. She was 5’4”, 135lbs, beautiful perky C cups, and a neatly trimmed bush that matched her beautiful blonde hair.
She took my shaft in hand as we kissed, and stroked it up and down, which felt amazing in the moment. The next thing I knew, she swung one knee over my lap and was on top of me. I could feel the heat and moisture from her pussy as she slid her lips back and forth along my shaft – one of my favorite moves! I love being teased like that. I lay my head back and closed my eyes, praying she would not interrupt to move us to the bedroom and the rubber letdown that awaited there.
After about 30 seconds, she leaned in and kissed me deeply, and we both knew what was about to happen. She lifted her hips up and took me inside her, slowly sliding down about a third of the way then pausing, working back and forth gently as she opened up and took more and more of me bare. I leaned in and kissed a nipple, pulling it into my mouth and sucking as she worked her way onto my full length. I hadn’t had any bare pussy in what felt like an eternity, and I wanted to bust right then and there. Somehow I kept my composure and let her work into a rhythm, rubbing her clit on my pubic bone as she rode.
At this point, my hands moved to her ample ass, and I spread them over her cheeks as she rode. I could tell she was in the zone, going for her own orgasm, and I decided to try a tried-and-true technique I had used in similar situations. I have big hands, I have been able to palm a basketball since 6th grade, so I spread my fingers out and worked slowly towards the middle of her ass. As I got close to her crack, I slid the tip of my middle finger onto her asshole, just barely grazing it at first to gauge her reaction. She continued to ride with her eyes closed, so I went a little further and started rubbing circles with gentle but firm pressure around her tight little hole. She started whimpering and moaning loudly and I knew I had struck gold. I kept the circular pressure with that one fingertip, never penetrating, but rubbing with the same rhythm she was grinding into me.
It didn’t take long before her whimpering turned into a primal moan – she took the intensity way up and I could feel the walls of her vagina spasming around my entire length. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she looked possessed. I had made her cum before, but she had always been very quiet, demure, almost mechanical about it. This was raw, animalistic and passionate. I was so overwhelmed by the feeling of this beautiful woman riding my cock to a screaming orgasm. The squeezing, grabbing, the sweet, tangy smell of her sex and a little whiff of asshole in the air, her tits in my face as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and dove into me for the final flourish.
She buried her face in my neck, continuing to whimper, as I erupted into her with my own throbbing orgasm. I flooded her cervix with more thick, white cum than I can remember ever shooting. It had to be 6 or 7 spasming ropes delivered deep into her eager pussy. The satisfaction that comes with planting my seed in a new partner is second to none – I was in heaven as I emptied my balls into her tight little kitty instead of a stupid rubber.
She just stayed in position on top of me for several minutes, and I could tell she was dazed, seeing stars. I went soft inside her and just held her tight in my arms, squeezing her with a hug to let her know she was safe and I loved her. She later confessed that she had never done anal, never been touched there, and didn’t realize how profoundly pleasurable it could be. I just laughed and said she could have it again any time she wanted. In retrospect, this was probably the point where we went from cautiously feeling our way into a new relationship to madly in love – all thanks to the press of a finger!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w7pxh7/pressing_the_magic_naughty_button_led_my_shy
Great story, my man! Sounds like a perfect match
risk rewarded. cool how a new experience can lead to some of the best feelings