my [f]irst story and first ti[m]e fucking outside with my crush

Some background: if you wanna see me, I have more than plenty pics in my post history. there’s a guy, let’s call him Tom (obviously not his name), that I met earlier this year through mutual friends. He has an overly flirty personality, and I instantly thought he was cute. Curly brown hair, always smiling, looks strong, not super tall (but has enough height on me so I don’t care). Things were flirty in the beginning, we started snapchatting after the first night, but nothing ever happened. Months pass, we become better friends, hang out sometimes (usually in groups). The more I talk to him, the more I develop a little crush on him. The problem was that he was flirty with everyone, so it was hard to tell if it’s me or just his personality. Summer comes and we hang out more than before, not often, but a good handful of times. His flirting became more obvious, light touching, some cuddling, inviting just me to hang out, etc, but still nothing happened. Usually I have no issues making a first move, but I wasn’t sure if we were just good friends.
Then two night ago, he drunk texted me. Random stuff, then asking me to come over to his friend’s house. I was exhausted and he was already hammered, so I decided not to, but definitely kept that in mind.

Last night, I had a party the town over, where he lives part time. Before the party, I asked him if he had any plans for the night and if he was at that house, to which he answered no and then yes. I tell him to let me know if he’d be down to hang when I was done at the party, and he told me he would. I put on a jean skirt and cropped tank top over a thong and slightly lacy bra and head out.
I snapchat him around 8:30 asking if he was down still, and he said yes he was and that he wanted to go take pictures. I leave the party at 9 to pick him up, and he lets me know he wants to go to this area that’s away from the light pollution, a little ways away. We drive the 20 ish minutes up a windy cliff to the spot and park on a small gravel turn out kinda in the middle of nowhere. The sky was absolutely beautiful, so we decide to star watch and he takes some long exposure pictures (they turned out pretty damn great). I put down some blankets and we lay down, listening to old Taylor Swift (real bangers only) and him still taking pictures. We talked about random stuff until he stops taking pictures, my bad coping methods with heartbreaks, our excitement for starting college, gym stuff, etc. Not overly flirty, but the energy was there, the excuses to be close to each other, little comments here and there.

——ACTUAL ACTION HERE WOOHOO——

Tom pulled me in to cuddle, lightly stroking my back, my head on his chest. We remained there talking for easily 10 minutes, the conversation slowly moving more towards sexual topics. The topic of ass slapping and hair pulling came up, which I confessed I enjoyed. Tom didn’t really comment on it at the time. Suddenly, a car came driving by (we were on the side of the road, but it was basically empty), so we both sat up quickly. As we’re laying back down again, he lightly pulls me on top of him, and I’m thinking “oh my god this is finally it”, you could already drown a toddler in my panties, I was totally ready. I’m going in for it, and he turns his head to the side.

Me: “Is everything okay?”
Tom: “Sorry I just have a hard time not kissing people”
Me (thinking “holy fuck did i misinterpret ALL OF THIS”): “I mean it’s not like I would mind”

Aaaaand this story wouldn’t be here if I had misinterpreted the signs, but *BOOM FIREWORKS* he pulls me in and we kiss, lightly at first, testing it out, until I run my fingers through his beautiful curly hair and pull him in tighter. As we’re exploring each other’s mouths, tongues intertwined, he reaches down and pushes up my skirt to get access to my ass. Lightly pawing at it until I growl “you can go harder than that” into his ear. He smacks my ass, hard, and if I thought I was wet before, it was Niagra Falls down there after that. The whole time, we’re on the side of a road on a blanket, my skirt pushed up to my waist and shirt quickly removed soon after. He asks if I’m okay with being so exposed (oh little does he know), and I let him know that we were put on a show for anyone passing by, to which he had no issues with. His hands continued to drag down my back until he reached my ass, as we continued to make out.

We decided “fuck it we’re fucking outside”, though we moved the blankets to behind my car for some very slight privacy, which was smart since a car decided to turn around right next to us a couple minutes later. My bra and panties were removed, but we decided to keep the skirt around my waist in case we needed quick coverage. Tom said he needed a little more time to get fully hard, so I told him to lay down and I’d take care of him. Starting with a slow lick up the underside of his cock, I quickly started swirling the head around my tongue between each bob down his cock. Maybe two minutes later he said he was ready, so we put on a condom (safety first kids!!!) and I got on top of him. I was plenty wet, but it was tight getting him inside me at first. Soon I was riding his dick as we made out, his strong hands guided me up and down, slowly increasing my speed until all I could hear was my own rapid breathing and the slaps of my body against his.
I wanted him to really pound me, so I told him I wanted it from behind. He started slow, but I would meet his thrusts to get even deeper inside. Every so often, I’d feel a hard smack on my ass, my breath would hitch, but damn that turned me on. All of a sudden, he grabs a fistful of my hair (someoneee paid attention to earlier convo), pulling it back, forcing me to arch my back even more as I was pulled even further towards him. All I could let out were small moans as he pounded me from behind, reaching my hand under my body to rub my clit. The slaps of my ass on his legs were the only sounds under the night sky full of stars (nature, bitch.).

We decide to switch it up one more time to plain ol missionary (no shame in the game), though we heard some people’s voices and decide maybe we should resume another time. He let me know he has some handcuffs at home for next time, so you know this slut’s gonna be excited for that ;) I definitely went home and rubbed one out thinking of the whole night. Not sure if you guys would ever wanna hear more but here’s little peak of the damage done by the ass slapping and scratching throughout the night https://imgur.com/a/qIBx6PN

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/93yjoa/my_first_story_and_first_time_fucking_outside