After trading a couple of messages with a Redditor, having enjoyed her stories, she asked me what I would feel free to do, if I knew she wouldn’t say no. Here was my reply.
I see us going for a cocktail, easy on a Thursday night. Catch a table in the corner, I like to see the room. There are chairs, but you choose to stand. You’re wearing a flowy skirt, hints at the curve of your ass, but short enough that I can easily touch your legs, too.
While we’re talking and watching, I let my hand wander to lightly touch the curve of your back, and slide down to your ass. Laughing, smiling, and the drinks are good. I play with the hem of your skirt, twisting the material, but running my fingers over the skin of your thigh, where it meets the curve of your ass. I let my hand linger there, and look at your face. Your eyes are closed, but your lips are slightly parted, breathing easy, but a bit faster. Your nipples are poking through your blouse.
As I slide my hand forward, I feel the heat from your pussy, my fingers feel your wetness, and I casually slide my fingers along the lips of your pussy…I start at your clit, and back to your asshole. Over and over again, slowly; spreading the wetness. You open your eyes and say “More!” I push into your pussy with one finger, getting harder as I watch your face twitch…eyes closed again you reach out and rub my cock through my jeans–pressing, squeezing, trying to get my zipper down. I put my hand on yours, and stop you.
Now two fingers moving in and out of your pussy, you tremble, breathing harder. I move my hand to my lips, tongue tasting your wetness. Friends come over to the table, and after saying hello, I move my hand back under your skirt…dragging the wet from your pussy, back over your asshole. You twist a bit, and I press my fingers back into your pussy deeper. You moan, bite your lip, when I drag my thumb across your asshole, pressing in lightly.
My cock hurts its so hard from watching your face, feeling your pussy clench on my fingers, sticking the tip of my thumb in your ass. We’ve got to go…I grab your wrist, leave cash on the table for the bill, say goodbye to my friends, and we leave through the back door of the bar. As we’re walking across the parking lot, I put my right hand up your skirt, move your thong to the side and sink two fingers deep into your pussy. My movement is urgent, and I press so deep that I lift you up on your toes. We keep walking to the car, my fingers hard in and out of your pussy. We get to the car, and you push me back against the car, reach for my zipper, and work my cock out of jeans. You lean down to play with my cock, my fingers in and out of your pussy, and my thumb starting to press into your ass. Your mouth touches my cock, and I moan…so wanting to be deep in your mouth. I feel like I could cum quickly, you are moaning on my cock, and my hand comes away from your pussy, and I grab you behind your neck, and press into your mouth. I can’t seem to get deep enough, but I need to have my cock deeper….
I push down on your shoulders, you get down on your knees, and I put both hands on your head….I start moving my hips to your face…flashes in my mind…I’ve got to fuck your face….I have to cum! I hear the sounds of you gagging on my cock, again, again….
I pull you up from kneeling, I twist around behind you, push you up against the car…clawing at your panties to get them out of the way, and ramming my cock deep into your pussy, slamming hard into you, I hear you catch your breath as you are flat against the car, standing on your tiptoes, and I slam into you again. Holy fuck, I can’t hold back…you have me so close, so close, and I cum. All the pent up desire from not having fucked in so long, all comes out as I slam into your pussy again, and again…so hard I worry I’m hurting you, but I press harder, deeper, and hold myself against you, throbbing, and coming, and pressing…breath is ragged, your breath catches, and one final time I slam into you again.
You turn around and grab my cock, put it in your mouth, sucking, deep, and licking, and sucking, and look me in the eye. Breathing deeply, awareness of our surroundings returning, you let go of me, and we’re catching our breath.
I start to get hard again….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ani5u9/mf_how_it_might_be_if_i_knew_she_wouldnt_say_no
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