[M]y unexpected housewarming gift [MF]

I’ve had a lot of great sex in my life. Not so much now as my spouse functionally lost interest after our son (age 8) was born, but I enjoy thinking about the stories from my younger days. Maybe y’all will, too. Considering how much fuel I’ve gotten out of this sub, it feels right to give back.

About me: I’m 36 now. At the time of this story, I was 22 and out of college. I’d just moved into my first apartment as I was preparing for grad school. At that point in my life I’d been working outside doing construction so I was in phenomenal shape. I’m 5′ 10″, 185 lbs at that point, with dark brown hair long enough to run a hand through and grab.

So it’d been a couple of weeks. I’d been getting my house in order and it was basically done – a modest 1 br apt in a building built in the 1930s. It was cheap rent but good quality with hardwood floors and gas range…most important, no roommates.

Anyway, shortly after everything got furnished and organized, I get a text from Courtney. I’d known her for years, and she was about 4 years my junior. We’d never done anything, although I’d fantasized enough. She was athletic, with a slim figure, high-B to low-C bust, long brunette hair, full lips and these deep brown eyes you could get lost in. She knew that I’d moved out, and she said she wanted to bring me a housewarming present. Not expecting anything but not one to say no to some attractive company, I told her to come on over.

Couple hours later, I’m chilling on my futon watching TV when a knock sounds. I open the door and there’s Courtney, dressed in a tight shirt and short running shorts, toting a 6 pack of Mike’s Lemonade (I know, I know). We hug, I try to conceal the chub in my pants, and we settle on the couch and get to chatting. We drink her offering, which I took to be the “housewarming present”, and then move on to my slightly better selection of beers as we while away a few hours.

At a lull in the conversation, she flips open her phone to check the time.
“Getting time to head out?” I asked.
She looks up with this odd look in her eyes and says, “No…you trying to get rid of me? I haven’t even given you the present I brought yet.”
I raised an eyebrow. “We drank the Mike’s, C, and unless you were going to offer to christen this place with me…”

She laughed and fixed me with this hungry gaze. “Well,” she began slowly, “Funny you should mention that. You see, I’ve seen you around working the last couple of summers, and I started to wonder. You’ve told me about some of your college stories, but we go to different schools and we’ve both been living with our parents. But…”

During this conversation she’d been edging closer to me on the futon, and I was so focused on how her face and body language were changing from friendly to *friendly* that I’d ignored the rapidly growing bulge in my shorts until suddenly her had was resting on it. She squeezed as her sentence trailed off, and I shuddered.

Before I knew it she was sitting in my lap facing me, hands in my hair, kissing aggressively and grinding on my mostly hardon. I caught up quickly and let my hands roam from her ass up her hips and back, moving around to the front and cupping her tits. She moved her mouth down my jaw line to my neck, sucking and nibbling, while I toyed with her nipples through the supple fabric of her shirt and bra.

She broke away and leaned back as she peeled her shirt off and undid the bra in one fluid motion, leaving her miraculously perky breasts right in front on me. I leaned in and explored with my lips and tongue while her hands went back into my hair, grabbing fistfuls that she clenched as my ministrations apparently met with her approval.

After a couple of minutes, she purred in my ear, “We still have entirely too many clothes on.” Without skipping a beat she stood up and peeled her shorts and panties off and just stood there, completely smooth, completely toned, completely tanned…a goddess. Unthinking, I grabbed her hips and leaned forward to taste her. She didn’t let me get very far, though, before she said, “So, you have a bed yet or what?” I looked up and nodded dumbly, then followed her wiggling ass to the bedroom.

One there, she lay back on the bed while I suddenly realized that I was still fully dressed. I pulled off my shirt while she hummed approvingly, and then I dropped my shorts and boxers and my cock jumped free. I’m not hung like a horse or anything, but I’m happy with what I’ve got…7″ at full, but considerable girth. This was not lost on Courtney as her eyes went wide as she leaned forward, licking her lips, and took me into her mouth.

That was one of the best blowjobs I have ever had. She couldn’t get more than half of me down at any point, but she more than picked up the slack with her tongue and hands. She would run the tip of her tongue firmly up my underside and swirl it around my head while massaging my balls and the magic spot right behind them that every girl should know and use.

It wasn’t long before I felt that tightening that signaled the dam was going to burst, but I wasn’t ready yet. I pulled her off me, told her to lay back down, and then I dove in between her legs. Her pussy was smooth and perfect and basically was candy for my primitive brain. I did all the things I assume a considerate lover does, and she obligingly moaned and grabbed my hair again, steering me where she wanted me. I started rubbing my thumb over her clit while I lowered my head a little and started tonguing her asshole. She’d come once already but this took her somewhere else entirely. She held my pillow over her face while she screamed and arched her back. I think it took her a solid minute to come down from that, and her legs were shaking as they gripped my head.

She was still panting when, moments later, she huskily ordered me to lay down. She straddled me, positioned herself over my very swollen member, and then basically just sat on the damn thing. I sort of lost my broader awareness at that. She was one of the tightest pussies I’d ever fucked, and I could feel everything in there as she gripped and squeezed me with her cunt without even moving. Then, slowly, she raised herself up to the point she was nearly off me, and came back down hard. Another like that and another, and then she became an animal.

I basically just laid there and watched as she fucked me like I was water in the desert. She was everywhere. One minute she was leaning over me, letting her tits jiggle in my face while her ass just bounced on my pole; the next she was sitting upright, riding me, grinding down, hands between my legs grabbing my balls; then she was riding me reverse, again bouncing her perfect ass up and down while I marveled on some level at how tightly she gripped me, her pussy not seeming to want to let my cock go as it slid in and out. She was damn vocal through all of this, too, grunting and moaning while she basically used me as a human dildo. How I lasted I have no idea.

Still, all good things must come to an end. But I wanted to try something first. I spun her around so she was facing me again, then grabbed her hips and raised her up. Then, with a smirk, I started to jackhammer into her like it was the last fuck of my life. She went nuts. She was practically screaming my name as she just planted her hands on either side of my head and held on for dear life. I told her that I was about to blow and made to pull out but she came down hard on me and began grinding again.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” she said as she leaned back to give me a full view as her hands slid back over my thighs and squeezed my balls. “I am on the pill and you are going to give it to me NOW.”

I didn’t require any more convincing. I felt like my entire scrotum contracted as the endorphin rush made me groan almost like a roar and the torrent blew out and into her waiting pussy. She just kept gyrating her hips, squeezing my balls, and moaning along with me until I was a spent, jibbering husk of a man. She collapsed back on top of me and just whimpered in my ear and kissed up and down my neck until she had recovered enough to go to the bathroom and clean up. As soon as she slid off me, the cum started to rub down her leg, though she put those muscles to good use and held most of it in until she had got to the bathroom.

*That ended up longer than I expected. It’s not the only thing we did that night…she was serious about helping me “christen” my place. But writing this has given me a powerful need to rub one out, so I’ll save the rest of the story until later. I hope you all enjoyed it.*

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