This story takes place when I used to live at my parents' place…
It was a Friday night in the middle of the school term. And somehow I had two dates. I chose one-the wrong one as it turned out, as although she was hot, it went pretty much nowhere.
The next night, I was sitting bored at home and decided to head out to the local pub, where I knew the girl I'd rejected the previous night would be.
So I turned up and went to where she and her friends were-she totally blanked me. Which was great, because it meant she wanted winning over. I bought her a drink and broached the subject of my absence the previous night, and we got chatting. And the flirting started. She was a 5'7" posh girl, with a shoulder length blonde bob and a filthy laugh. She was wearing a leather jacket and a short skirt, the combination of which made her look sexy as hell.
As we flirted, we started getting more tactile and playful, the touches starting to linger as we talked and drank. When it came time to go, she asked if I was going to walk her home. We both lived with our parents so opportunities were going to be limited.
We left the pub and got about 10 yards down the road before she turned to me and thrust her face at me, starting to chew my lips and dart her tongue around in my welcoming mouth, which reciprocated hungrily. My hands were inside her jacket, feeling her body shape and touching her small, but perfect breasts.
We walked home pretty much attached to one another, my hard on thrusting in frustration inside my jeans, the dribble of pre-cum feeling like a stream running down my leg.
When we got to her house, we paused by the large tree outside and prepared to say goodbye. The kissing and passion intensified and she laughed at my obvious discomfort and reached down to slowly rub me through my jeans. I had my hand rubbing the top of her thigh, just under her skirt now and could feel the heat from her pants that were getting damp at her obvious excitement. All the time our tongues were probing deeper in each other's mouths and our panting was getting deeper as we both got more and more turned on.
My finger that was rubbing the outside of her pants and gently edging towards her soft hair suddenly found the outside of her pussy lips and then slid easily inside, soon to be joined by a second. As she started to feel my fingers inside her, she gasped and grunted and pulled away from kissing me.
Fearful I had stepped over a line, I was relieved when she reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, at which point she laid a bare hand on my hard, wet cock and started pulling on it. The sensation of her hand on it nearly sent me over the edge but I took a deep breath and reached back under her skirt to probe her deeper with my fingers.
She broke away again and repositioned herself so that she could stroke my cock against her pants and I moved slightly, pulling her pants to one side to gently push into her. Oh my god!! The sensation of feeling her warm wetness grip me and pull me in was just incredible. Coupled with the alcohol and the fact that we were no longer just kissing but deep breathing into each others' mouths was the most intoxicating feeling I had ever experienced. I gently moved within her, careful not to give too much too soon, our mouths still locked in gasping passion.
I took my hands away from her waist to run them through her hair and grab two handfuls pulling them as I pulled her into my kiss. As I did this, she started matching my rhythm to sink down on my rock hard cock as I thrust up, feeling her wetness covering me. Our mouths pulled apart as we admired the situation, me rubbing her clit as she smiled at me, kissed me and ground down on me. By this point I couldn't hold it any more, and scared to cum all over her clothes, stayed inside while I shot jet after jet of cum inside her, grunting with relief as my orgasm subsided. This prompted her to come all over me and scratch all over the back of my neck as she lustfully ground down on me as she came.
After a breather of relief, we pulled our clothes up, kissed and faced the awkward warm, wet walk-her to her front door and me to my house, reflecting on the most horny, lustful night of my life to that point….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3pm2c9/up_against_a_tree_mf
Nice! Never experienced this type of lustful sex but i might try it now.
I was hiking with a group and hadn’t had sex for days so was getting hot for the girl walking in front of me; her jeans showed everything. When she suggested we let the others get ahead I agreed but we knew we had to be quick. She pulled her jeans down and I unzipped my fly and was ready but we were such amateurs that we forgot that we couldn’t do it without her getting her jeans off. I helped her yank one of her boots off and get a leg out and got her up onto me. I was surprised at how high I had to lift her to get her onto my erection and she helped by pulling her panties aside. I got it in but it was very uncomfortable her panties were too tight. I lifted her off me and she pulled a leg out of her panties and I hoisted her back up and penetrated her again. I was getting a lot of exercise, we had been climbing steeply when I was watching her bum so I was panting when we began. It still wasn’t working for me, I found it too tricky keeping balance to move in her so I staggered over and got her up against a tree to keep us steady. I could easily root her once we had everything sorted and when I finished ejaculating I sort of held her up a bit so she could move on me and come. Actually, it is a true story but I didn’t mention that we are very much in love and I had done her before but not standing on a trail wondering who was coming along.