So a few (pre Covid) summers ago in Edinburgh, during the Festival when the sun was shining and all sexy adventures seemed very much on the table.
Me – M – 5’10, short blond hair, blue eyes, in pretty reasonable shape, a pasty white man ;)
Her – F – 5’4 ish, shoulder length black hair, very dark eyes, best description of her body would be lithe, probably B/C cups, dark ebony skin
I leave work a little early and I deliberately stroll via a large busy park, partly because it’s a nicer way home and partly because at this time of year, there’s plenty of eye candy. I can’t help but notice this gorgeous black woman, reclining close to the path, supposedly reading, but clearly people watching. She’s in a floaty kind of yellow knee-length dress – quite petite, maybe 5’4. Not low cut exactly, but quite a strappy top half and she’s sitting on the grass so I’ve got an amazing view. She is stunning, hair flickering in a summer breeze, beautiful eyes. In a second we make eye contact and there’s such a big spark, you fear it’s going to set the grass on fire.
We swap names and I learn she’s in town for the Festival and when she finds out I live locally, she asks me if I can get her water bottle open. I can get it open fairly easily – it’s almost as though this was a device for her to touch my arm. As we talk, she runs her hands through her hair and trails her fingers from her collar bone to her cleavage. All I can think about is my body next to hers in an ebony and ivory situation.
She said she had to meet friends, but if I was around later I could meet her by her place and gave me the rough address. So come the allotted time, I’m there. I just have to wait and hope she appears. Perhaps she’s waiting to see if I’m really alone, perhaps it’s a power move, who cares because she does poke her head out of a window and waves. All my misgivings vanish as she comes downstairs to collect me as a side benefit I get a great view of her peachy bum as we climb the stairs.
We both know what we’re there for, but there’s still a little bit of getting to know you again chat. It’s hot and the windows are open. The combination of sunlight on her body and the breeze blowing her dress is really working for me. She offers me a coke (the soft drink, not the hard drug!) and I say sure. I’m sitting on her bed now. Don’t blow this – this gorgeous girl invited you back to her place. She wants it. You want it. Do not talk yourself out of it or into the friendzone.
My thought process is not so much interrupted as detonated by her walking back in. She has a drink in each hand, but is no longer wearing her dress, just some pretty small black lacy bra and pants. All I could do is stand up and say “wow” once I’d scraped my jaw from the floor. That drew a smile from her, she looked like a sculpture. I’ve never stripped faster. By the time I’d taken a couple of steps towards her, I’d ditched my trousers, socks and shirt and our bodies met like models in a Benetton ad. She turns to put the drinks down and we kiss quite softly. She’s grinning broadly as she can feel my hard on through my boxers.
“Is that for me” she softly asks, letting her hand fondle my cock over the top of my boxers. I nod and she smiles so widely. I run my hands from her hips, up her body through her hair and down her back to squeeze her bum “And this is for me I hope” I say. She lets out a soft moan and takes my hand and leads me to the bed. She sits down on the edge and is now eye level with my boxers, which she pulls down. Again with cartoon analogies, my cock bounces free and she makes an approving “mmmm” sound before letting her lips run wild up and down my length and whilst I can only whisper “oh yes” in response, suddenly her mouth is wrapped around my cock and her head is bobbing up and down in a settled rhythm. This time I say “oh yes” quite a bit louder and despite a mouthful of cock I feel her smiling.
Sunshine is coming through the window and we are on the first floor up, so people might be able to hear. Her lips are very persuasive so it’s a wrench to get her to stand up and stop blowing me. “We have to get you out of these” I say and manage, with a rare burst of smoothness to unhook her bra first time. I lean down and kiss and squeeze both her boobs, letting my tongue wander over her nipples. As I swirl my tongue around, I hear her letting out little gasps. Her body is perfect. I slide my hands down her sides to her hips to pull down her knickers. I pull them down a little with my hands and then I make a show of pulling them down completely using my teeth. I run kisses up her thighs and as she sits on the bed, I kneel in front of her and allow my tongue to slip inside her and my hands to tease and rub her clit. Suddenly her volume steps up a notch. Her hands are all over the back of my head. She doesn’t want me going anywhere so I get really into it. My tongue is soft then hard then teasing, then licking fast and firm. My hands roam all over her body. I feel her body tense and she grabs a pillow and holds it over her face as she begins to vibrate and her whole body explodes with an orgasm that must have been pent up for an age. First her legs, then her torso, then her hands just wildly grabbing at me, whilst she tried not to scream directly out of the open window.
After things had cooled off a little, I lay on the bed next her and she snuggled into me. I offered her the glass of coke which got an adorable laugh as she kept working my cock with her bum. I wrapped my arms around her body. I thought she might be drifting off to sleep, but suddenly there she was on top. I was between her legs of me, she casually stroked my already hard cock . She passed me a condom – stay safe out there! – and once it was on, she arched her hips and hopped on.
She is almost certainly the hottest girl I’ve ever been with. I had the best view as she rode me, sometimes her hands were running over her body, sometimes over mine. I knew I wasn’t going to last for ever, so I took as many mental photographs as I could of her pretty face and beautiful body, her skin contrasting with mine, her thighs wrapped around mine and a smile across her face I’ll never forget. She held hands with me, but when she was on top it was sometimes like she was screwing me into the bed. I watched her glorious tits bounce with every thrust, felt the pleasure rip through my body. I was all hers and she knew it, which made her grin even hotter. I used one hand to slide round and rub her clit as she rode me. She started to get wild bouncing up and down do hard. We moaned at each other, I think we got quite loud – I know I did and if I was able to hear her over the top of me, then I know she did.
I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer and I said “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum” meaning for her to slow down, but she looked at me and filthily said “yes baby… cum” and drove her whole body weight down and up. I was helpless. Who I am to refuse such an eloquent request, especially when her pussy was driving me so wild. I came loudly and with an orgasm that really came from the soul. She looked elated and didn’t really climb off me for a while saying that she had the best view. Which I was forced to disagree with, because clearly I had the best view.
We clean up and get back into bed to wrap our bodies around each other and lazily make out for an unknown length of time. This culminated in us having sex again, including from behind over the desk with the curtains definitely open so we could see ourselves in the long mirror and maybe even be spotted from outside.
Sadly she was only staying Edinburgh for a few more days, but we managed to spend most of them naked.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/132022i/from_the_park_to_fun_at_her_place
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