So this is a rather long setup for an encounter that happened up until a few hours ago. The biggest reason for me to share this with you guys and girls is, that I try to stop myself from going crazy right now.
Maybe a quick Intro: I’m 22M, pretty muscular but more on the lean than the bulky side. Blue eyes with gray sprinkles, dark blonde hair. About 5,7 ft. tall. I don’t consider myself the prettiest but compliments for my looks aren’t exactly a rarity. She is 23, has long dark brown hair, some magnificent hazel colored eyes and a petite 5,2 ft. build and the sexiest pouty smile I know.
Long story short: We met when I transferred schools a few years ago and became pretty inseparable friends. One thing led to another and I fell for her. And while she had some problems (which she hid quite well in the past 9 years we knew each other, and I’ve only recently become aware of because she told me in confidence when we caught up) and didn’t want a serious relationship we became sort of a thing. Everyone knew how I felt about her and while she didn’t want to make it official she was in love with me too. Time passed… things happened and or changed … she became involved with my best friend and things went down from there… while I still was madly in love with her my head knew it was the right thing to end the contact… fast forward 5 years… I messaged her last Christmas (thank god for liquid courage) and we patched things up from there.
We met a few times and had some deep talks and went quickly to sharing some innocent kisses and hugs. Last Sunday we had plans to meet up but she ditched me… so she asked if she could come by my house yesterday to make up for it. I said “yeah, sure” and thought I’d be in for a few enjoyable hours walking through the quite mild evening hours of spring and realx with some really nice conversation. When she came by she quickly made clear that she wants to see my rooms but first wants to grab some snacks from a nearby cinema… so after a short drive and some playful “hello” and “I missed you” kisses we got to my place and she made me read for her while she munched away on popcorn… even while reading she cuddled against me and pressed my arm into her massive cleavage. Not a second after I finished the last page from the letter we transitioned into a massive make-out with heavy petting. When I pulled her top off I nearly blew my eyes out. The last time I saw her she was “wearing” a proud C-Cup; now her breasts were gigantic. (Think of Shae Summers triple D-Cup, but on a 110-pound body) Her bra was stretched to the maximum and her nipples poked through the thick material. When I tried to take it off I had to use both hands because it was so tight around her back and the sight after it was gone was marvelous. While enormous in size they were still perky and tense and would ever so lightly wiggle when she moved. I laid her on her back and tried not to act like a dog in a room with too many tennis balls. Kneading her breasts while grinding her groin on my thigh and avoiding to get shredded to bits by her tries to silence herself with biting my lips every time we kissed.
When she took of my shirt and trailed my back and shoulder plates with her tiny fingers I had to stop what I was doing and lost it for a moment. This miniscule human being (she really is like a tea cup piggy – I can cover her whole ribcage with my hands) sent shivers from my spine to my toes and back again. It was an electrifying feeling to trace her movements in my mind. Opening her shorts was an intense moment in which we both completely stopped for a second and looked each other in the eyes silently questioning this step because it meant no going back. Her matching panties, while thong in the front they looked like shine through lace hipsters on the back, were absolutely delicate and she warned me explicitly to be gentle and not rip them off – considering her knee cap inches away from my ever growing harder dick a warning which didn’t go unnoticed.
When those were gone too and we were both naked I trailed her front down along her neck, between her breasts, circled her belly button and when I reached her vagina slowly rubbed her outer lips from the front to the back. While she first shyly backed away soon after I spread her inner lips and eased a finger in her and rubbed her clit with my thumb she bucked her hips into my hand and started to nibble on my ear. Soon she became wetter than the Netherlands after the climate change and I could start to finger her with a second finger, spreading them inside and curl them a bit in an attempt to stimulate her G-Point. After a while I couldn’t stop myself any longer and threw her around my bed and took both her legs onto my shoulders while burying my face between her legs. She has an amazing vagina with her inner lips standing out a bit having roughly the shape of petals making them ideal for teasing her gently with my teeth or sucking them in while licking the insides with my tongue. If I had to describe her taste I would guess the split-second when you bite into a centershock in which the transition between the sour mantle and the sweet honey like filling is taking place. After running my tongue in between her lips and kissing her gently on her clit before rigorously taking a full sweep from bottom to top while taking a short probe with my pointed tip into her vagina I realize that I’m in no way prepared to have sex with her.
We discussed safety measures before and she told me she’s on the pill but that she also prefers when her partner is using a condom – and while I’m pretty comfortable without one and generally trust her I’d prefer one too, it is our first time together after all. So with a heavy heart I take the step and tell her and get what I deserved: Growling and in no way satisfied that this has to end she slumps back into the pillows. As we lie there cuddling we both realize that we can’t end this now and while I’m trying to not give her the intention that I’m pressuring her into anything we both could regret she whispers into my ear that I should stop searching for excuses because she wants it just as much as I do.
As I’m trying to enter her I realize just how tight and muscular she is. While I could finger her with little to no effort I can barely fit the tip inside (I’m in no way “gifted” and consider myself with about 6,5” on the average side). As we rock back and forth and I easy more and more into her, she slings her legs around my back and pulls me in while arching her back into me presenting me once more with her glorious bust. After getting most of my erection inside her I look into her face to be presented with a look of her accustom to the pain and pulling her usual sly grin giving me the okay to proceed. While I’m trying to keep a steady rhythm and not to give into my desires to just fuck her senseless and fall asleep together I’m feeling her finger on my back again and have to focus to not come into her just right then.
After a few minutes we switch positions with her on top of me, wiggling herself onto me and slowly taking it all to the hilt while rubbing herself all over me. When she hits it, she starts to grind herself in circular motions while making out with me and occasionally lift herself up a bit and slam herself onto my dick with a buck of her hip and magnificent juicy ass.
After she rocks herself faster and faster and is panting and moaning ever so loudly into my shoulder and neck we switch again and I get to holster both her legs beside my head and grip her on her thighs and alternating with holding her hips. While she is considerably wetter than before and we have been going at it for a while now, closing her legs while being lodged inside of her increases the pressure even more. I can barely move for the first few seconds but she helps me with pulling me onto herself. Unfortunately, I’m not able to come this night and I’m not even sure if she did have an orgasm because I was immersed in marveling her body for half the time but as we fall to sleep she nudges herself into my chest and aspirates a kiss on my lips.
Sry for the long text but I had to get this off my chest before I do something stupid like write her or even more: dare to forget a piece of this experience.
ps: im no native speaker and this is my first (and hopefully only) time writing, so please excuse any mistakes made :/
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4767m3/whoever_said_to_me_no_sex_with_the_ex_was