The story of Maggie is wide spanning with lots of great material to write about. If anyone enjoys I’ll write of our notable encounters in future posts.
Some backstory: I’ve known Maggie for 20 years. We were together for the first 5 of those years and remained number one on each other’s booty call speed dial up/fuck buddies list for another year and a half or so after that. The greatest sexual stories of my life were with Her.
The good: Maggie was the embodiment of perfection as far as my radar goes. She was (is) funny, loved to have fun, loved to travel, incredibly career driven (almost to a fault), VERY intelligent, spoke 3 languages (Spanish, English, french), she was a pistol, would never hesitate to snap you back in line, and was/is off the charts sexy.
Descriptors (me): I stand 6’ even, dark hair, olive complexion, slim, fit but not muscular or hard bodied but not at all lanky. I’m a grower not a show-er, certainly not in the 7” reddit army of delusion. Average length, 5-5.5” but 6“ girth. I’m 60/40 ass/boob man (respectively) in sexual preference and have a foot/toe fetish and prefer short women and small feet. I can’t be with someone with ugly feet, yes I realize the scale of vanity there. I love beautiful toes and a high arch. I love to give foot massages and get rock hard in doing so. I love sucking on toes, foot jobs, cumming on toes.
Descriptors (her): Maggie is 5’1” her parents were from Central America which gave her all of the characteristics you are imagining, mid-long (fell between boobs and shoulders) dark hair worthy of a magazine, gorgeous brown eyes, but somehow pale skin. Not porcelain pale, but sort of your standard “white girl pale.” Maggie was slim, not toned, maybe 105-110lbs soaking wet. She had the most amazing, perky set of full C-cups that, to date, I’ve ever seen, accented by Perfectly pink nipples the size of silver dollar pancakes. She had a small but noticeable hour glass hip ratio and an ass that would put shame to even the hottest celebrity. This thing was perfectly round and bubbly, I’d say each cheek was 2.5 handfuls. Not over the top, nothing you’d ever question the legitimacy of, just a perfectly juicy booty with the tightest, prettiest little pink star I’ve (again) ever seen. She wore a 5 1/2 shoe and had perfect, beautiful toes and a sexy arch. Maggie was also kinky in every way I could have ever wanted and indulged all of my fetishes as they all resulted in her pleasure.
This story is from the Summer before our final year of college. We were both 21 and only 26 days apart in age. I had an apartment and worked in our college town but Maggie lived on campus during the school year, which meant during the summers she would go home to stay with her family an hour and a half away. Although we talked every night we did not get to see a lot of each other during the summer due to our work schedules.
It was my weekend to drive down and see her. At this point we had not been able to see each other for three weeks. several of our long-term friends were in town as well so we planned to meet up for drinks. I drove down after work on Friday, and picked her up from her parents house. The door opens and she is wearing Red heels that match her red painted fingernails and lipstick, and a just above the knee black summer dress with a plunging neck line that accentuates her tits in a way that I can immediately feel a stirring in my pants.
Given the time of our meet-up we had to leave fairly quickly to be on time so there was not a whole lot of time for anything we wanted to do to each other. Maggie said she needed to grab her purse, so I came in. We hugged tightly and kissed. Realizing she was the only one in the house I scooped my hands under the bottom of her dress, sank my hands in to her perfect bubbly ass, lifted her as she pressed her lips hard in to mine, delivering me her soft, sweet, minty tongue and wrapped her legs around me, letting out the softest hum as if to audibly show how much she missed me.
I’m immediately rock hard as she reaches her hand down my pants and gives my dick a few longing pumps. I spin us around, her legs still around me and sit her on the dining table. (No the thought doesn’t come to me at this moment that this is the table her family eats at) I push her on to her back, pull down the front of her dress and suck one of her velvety pink nipples in to my mouth. I desperately need to taste her. – Maggie’s pussy was like crack to me. I loved going down on her almost more than I loved sex. In all the years since, there’s never been anyone that tasted the way she did, never been another so intoxicating, I craved her juices like a drug – I quickly spread her legs, parted her black panties to the side and kissed her lips with the same passion that I kissed her actual lips. She was already soaking wet. I gave her one good, deep lick from her pretty pink ass, up the length of her slit and took in as much of her juices as I could on the way to her tiny clit finishing with another deep kiss. She let out the sexiest open-mouth moan as if she’s needed to feel this as much as I’ve needed to taste her. Her pussy is so pretty I just look at it in awe for a bit. I look up at her exposed tits, her arms stretched out, gripping either side of the table as if she’s bracing to explode. We meet eyes and nod. Knowing we have to go meet our friends we muster up an inhuman ability to pause what is about to happen and get in the car to leave.
Even after all the years together I’m still confused how we ended up together, although I don’t question it, she’s an unquestionable 10, I’d say I’m a comfortable 7.
Maggie is very aware of her sexuality, on the level of comfort with exhibitionism. We aren’t out of her parents neighborhood before she’s unzipped my pants and retrieved my purple, throbbing cock which I’d previously had to hide in my waist band to leave the house. She’s positioned herself over the console and returns the hello kiss I’d given her moments before. She wastes no time taking my head in to her mouth. She had this technique she’d always start with, the way she’d roll the inside of her lips back and forth over my head so softly with no sucking action, I can’t describe it and no one can replicate this small, specific detailed technique, I immediately felt everything vibrating.
Out of her neighborhood and on a somewhat empty back highway I reach over and lift the back of her dress over her ass (she’s on her knees laying across) and start rubbing cheek to cheek. She gives me an acknowledging moan, reaches back and pulls her panties down sandwiched between the back of her knees, giving me full access.
I love how short she is; it allows me to reach all the way to her clit in this position without stretching. She’s still dripping wet. I use her wetness to slowly circle her clit a few times before putting a finger inside of her. With my middle finger rubbing her clit, and my index finger inside of her I touch some of her wetness with my thumb to lube it up and begin circling her ass. At this point she’s stopped what she’s doing with an “oh. yes. fuuuck”
We’re coming up to our turn for the populated main road so we gather ourselves, blast the A/C in to our faces as high as it will go and try to come down.
We meet our friends, have drinks and have a good time while teasing each other as subtly as we can all night. She grazes my dick while “reaching for my hand” I make sure to rub my crotch on her ass with a little force anytime I pass by her while she’s standing; at one point she’s sitting in a way that I’m able to reach my hand up her dress and run up her inner thigh without being noticed.
We drink, have fun, and catch a cab back to her parents house where I’m going to be couch sleeping for two nights. Needing relief we decide to walk a few blocks to the park where we used to make out in our earlier years. It’s late and We spent enough time in that small park to know hidden locations. That paired with the dark we know we will get what we want.
We get to the park and find a 6’x6’ clearing behind some bushes and start kissing and heavy petting. I pull the top of her dress down and finally expose her perfect C-cups. She has already been working on my belt, dropping my pants to the ground she takes to her knees, licks from the bottom of my balls to the tip and swallows me whole while griping my ass like a vice. I know I’m not going to last long. She must have picked up on this as she pulls away with a satisfied smirk and half giggle and tells me to sit.
She straddles me, having already removed her panties, and kisses me – I can taste my Precum in her mouth, which I find so fucking hot. She slides down on my dick so well lubricated there’s not an ounce of resistance.
I’ve got her ass in my hands and alternating her nipples in my mouth when we both slow down and come to a pause simultaneously. We each got a strange cold feeling that we were being watched. But not in a way that we would have been willing to keep the show going. There’s a 4 feet deep ditch about 5 feet behind us. We both turn our heads without words or discussion as if we sensed exactly the same thing. I get a strong whiff of cigarette smoke as we see a little glowing orange dot appear just above the surface of the ditch which is just shaded enough from moonlight by the surrounding trees that you cannot see in.
Clearly the creeps we get kills the mood, we dress our naked parts and bolt out of the park. Completely blue balled we call it a night and thank the stars our senses weren’t blinded by arousal.
(To be transparent, Maggie has given the go ahead on Telling our stories and all details)
To be continued to Saturday…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ix8gc/stories_of_maggie_mf_long_vol_1