Holly was my girlfriend for about a year or so when I was 18/19. We had a lot of fun but ended up going to University in different parts of the country and things fizzled out. Here are three different funtimes. I never once used a condom with her and always came inside.
We had been out with friends and she was driving me home. We were somewhere deep in the country and she pulled over and smiled. Holly was tall – 5’10 with long dark hair. She had a slender body (she was a dancer) and firm C-cup breasts. I slid the passenger seat way back and she straddled me in her jeans kissing me hungrily pushing her tongue into my mouth as I held her small waist. She was nutty kisser. Like she wanted to get as much of her tongue into my mouth every time.
I slid off her jacket and she took off her bra. She knew I liked it when she was half dressed. A kink. I squeezed her perfect breasts through her soft top. She laughed. She had a good laugh and she liked being naughty. She reached down and unbuckled my belt and I lifted my hips so she could push my jeans off. She stroked my cock through my briefs and then moved to the side to shimmy out of her own jeans. She straddled me again, rubbing herself up and down my shaft.
I reached down to finger her, rubbing her pussy though the material and then pushing it to the side to feel her sopping wetness. She reached down to stroke my cock and bit her lip. Before we started dating somehow she had heard I was hung from some of the lads I played sports with. Maybe that’s why she got with me. Anyway she angles my cock up and mounts me. She doesn’t give me a chance before she is grinding hard on me, tongue back in my mouth. I squeeze her breasts. I doubt I lasted long before I came inside her pussy. We finished up and kissed for a while. We straightened ourselves out and she drove me home then went back to her parents where she was staying.
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We broke up a couple of times during our relationship. One time when we got back together there was a festival of sorts in the town where we lived. We were both away from home by then. I was staying with my parents who had just moved to a new house and was on the sofabed in their living room.
Holly and me met up. It was sort of awkward. We both drank a lot and ended up doing some messy make out at the back of a bar. We stumbled up the hill to my parents house and I fingered her a bit as we crossed an empty park (it was like 2am at this point). We got back and into the living room, stumbling over moving boxes but managing not to wake anyone up.
We got to the bed and before long we were making out again, my fingers deep in Holly’s pussy while she moaned quietly about how this was all a bad idea. It was a terrible idea (tip tip: people break up for a reason!). But we were horny so we just carried on. She got my cock out and gave me a handjob while I played with her tits and did more intense kissing. I flipped her onto her back, and as usual without mention of a condom had spread her legs and guided me into her.
It was urgent tangled stuff. She had her coat on but her sweater was pushed up and her bra pulled away. Her jeans and panties were on one leg. I had drunken sex superpowers and she liked it hard so I was pretty rough, pushing her knees back to get deeper. I had to put my hand over her mouth to make her quiet which she liked a lot. After a few minutes she clearly wanted me to cum so started playing with her breasts (a woman playing with herself always get me going). We kissed again as I came inside her.
Next morning we were pretty fucking sheepish. We went and got her car from where she had left it and had more car sex. A good couple of days.
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The last time we had sex I think the writing was on the wall. I had come to visit her at her University. My heart wasn’t really in it. I didn’t like the place or her friends. All the same we went through the motions of being a couple. As often was the case we drank a lot of wine and I basically dragged her to her private dorm room.
Something in me flicked then. I think I realised it was all over. Maybe we both did. But I began to orchestrate things – a bit like when you realise you’re dreaming and you can control the dream. We both stripped and she lit some candles. We headed to the bathroom and put on the shower. We both got in and washed each other. She stroked my cock and I payed a lot of attention to her breasts. We kissed a lot, my cock rubbing against her flat belly.
She turned the water off and we stepped out. I leaned her forwards over the sink and took her from behind, fucking her so we could watch in the mirror. She had a great firm ass and she squealed a little as she took my cock. We slid into the bedroom and we did it sitting up, kissing quite passionately, legs wrapped round each other. I can still feel how hard she pushed her pussy against me as I came.
And that was it. We were hundreds of miles apart.
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Funny writing about this. It was all a long time ago – but feels quite fresh. I haven’t seen her for years. Hope you enjoyed it!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a514wt/mf_three_times_with_holly