Background/buildup story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xu9q0v/seducing_a_nice_young_gentleman_fm_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).
If you read the background, you’ll know that Josh asked if I was available the Monday after we made out for the first time. Being the gentleman that he is, he took me to dinner, and we spent the evening talking again. We shared another fun makeout session which had him trembling once more, but curfew was early for both of us that night. It wasn’t the last time I’d see him that week, thankfully.
It was Friday, and I was looking great for a night of cocktails and catch-up with some of my girlfriends. They had to get home early, but I still had a social itch to scratch. I texted Josh and asked if he was available to meet for a drink. He was home for the evening but dangled the carrot of a fridge stocked with beer and promised to save me the best kitchen barstool. The shock and excitement when I asked for his address made me smile to myself – this young man was going to be fun.
When I knocked on his door 15 minutes later, he led me to the kitchen where the cold brew and comfy stool were waiting, as promised. I took a few sips and made small talk as I enjoyed the eagerness that he was not able to entirely conceal – his pupils dilating until almost none of the beautiful blue showed, and the quick, shallow breaths he was taking. We kept moving closer and closer to each other, the tension building in the air between us like an electrical storm. A gentle touch on his chest was the drop that made the dam burst; he wrapped me in his arms and began kissing me so hungrily that it made me dizzy with the rush. I kissed him back, burying my fingers in his hair as we knocked over stools, ran into walls, and ignored everything else but the intense, primal impulse between us.
Pulling back slightly to tease his lips with the tip of my tongue, and heard him growl out, “bedroom.” I assumed it was a command and waited, partly to tease and partly because I am used to being in control, but he said nothing else. Just stood with his hands around my waist, forehead pressed against mine staring into my eyes, body shaking with lust… and I realized that it was a request. “Lead the way,” I said with a smile.
Once in his room, he wasted no time pulling my clothes off and laying me down on the bed. Usually, I enjoy the sensuality of undressing a partner and taking time to explore each other’s bodies, but tonight I was fine with getting to the action. He began to go down on me, and I could feel how wet I already was. The desire I felt absolutely radiating off of him was enough to make me ache with the need to feel his skin against mine. To feel him inside of me.
I told him so, and gentleman that he is, he obliged me immediately. The moan he let out when he entered me for the first time was so arousing, I felt like I was drunk on the sound. He started with slow, full strokes, telling me that I felt amazing. When he picked up the speed and began thrusting hard and fast, I pulled my legs up. He helped me by grabbing my ankles and holding them for me. Such a sweet young man. I thanked him by squirting all over him and his bed. Again, he moaned his pleasure, then asked me if I’d turn over for him.
I got on my knees with my face on the mattress, rolling my hips back so he could see me playing with my clit while I waited for him to enter me again. He told me how amazing I looked before guiding himself back into me. The combination of him gripping my ass to pull me back onto him as he pounded me from behind and feeling his balls slapping my clit sent me over the edge. My body began shaking as my orgasm washed over me, and continued shaking for a solid two minutes as he told me how tight I was and how sexy I looked.
My climax subsided, and I said that I wanted to ride him. We changed positions again, and I began rocking back and forth on top of him, savoring the unique feeling that came with heightened sensitivity. I alternated grinding and bouncing until I came several more times and my legs couldn’t take any more because they were shaking so much. Again, we switched to doggy, and he said he was close. With each thrust, I pushed myself back into him until he finally unloaded inside of me.
Cuddles, laughs and jokes were shared, as well as one more round with orgasms for each of us, before I got up to go home. We kissed goodnight with a promise to see each other again soon – I was not nearly done with my new, fun friend.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xucpfr/seducing_a_nice_young_gentleman_fm_part_two
Updateme!
Mmmmm please tell me you’re married 😉
The buildup over the first couple of weeks must’ve felt deliciously tormenting. Was there any discussion of letting him feel you au naturale and unload inside of you? 🥵