Shouting from the rooftops [MF]

[Part – 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uz2d0j/sometimes_its_just_worth_the_wait_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), [Part – 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/vakbmq/the_night_after_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), [Part – 3,](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vd05yv/exploring_our_boundaries_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) and [Part – 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vfx2ir/she_wins_round_2_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) here for continuity.

As soon as we were in the elevator, which was thankfully empty, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her neck from behind. I started grinding against her ass, cupping and fondling her breasts, tweaking her nipples. They were already erect in anticipation. Hiking her dress up against the thighs, I let my fingers trail along the crack of her hips, and along the sides of her thighs. She could only sigh in reply and before it got too heavy we were on the top floor of the hotel.

She adjusted her dress discreetly, and smiled at me as I took her hands in mine and we walked out to the restaurant. It was a beautiful place, on the 21st floor and we had a nice view of the bustling city under us. We were greeted by the captain and escorted to our cozy little table for two, where we sat facing each other. I knew she liked red wine, so we decided to order some steak to go with that. I felt her legs travel up the length of my shin, and upper thighs as I tried to order some Chianti with a straight face. P was barely able to control her beaming smile and knew exactly what she was doing to me. She toed along the hem of my trousers, tracing a line to my inner thighs, and to my crotch which was now slowly responding to her touch.

She wins round 2 [MF]…

We must have dozed off for a bit in each other’s arms after our mini marathon earlier [[Part-1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uz2d0j/sometimes_its_just_worth_the_wait_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), [Part-2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vai5gp/the_night_after_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), & [Part-3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vd05yv/exploring_our_boundaries_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)], and it felt like I was floating in a zone between slumber and awareness, enjoying the bliss of the way she smelt, her intoxicating hair and the radiating warmth of her body against mine. You know the kind of state where you’re not yet fully awake and you know it’s only a dream but you still enjoy it? Only, I wasn’t so sure if I could feel her fingers around my cock for real, as she stroked it slowly, which to my surprise twitched in response.

She said softly, “You just had to tie me up hmm?”

I can’t remember what I said, but knowing myself and my (self proclaimed) way with witty retorts, I’m sure it must have been a really smartish grunt. I don’t think she waited for my reply though as I felt her weight shift a little and her grip tighten on my rising boner. Fuck I have met my match, she’s as insatiable as me. The way she held it just felt so damn good.

Exploring our boundaries [MF]

I wasn’t done with her yet, not by a long shot. (Here’s [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uz2d0j/sometimes_its_just_worth_the_wait_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), and [Part 2)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vai5gp/the_night_after_mf/) for the sake of continuity).

I pushed her back on the table and parted her thighs open, holding her legs on either side of me. It was a mini struggle with the zipper to release my now throbbing, and aching dick. Sliding her sopping wet mess of panties to one side, I pushed in her waiting pussy. Damn that just felt so right. Wet, warm, and snug. I slid right in the gooey mess.

Sitting up on the bench, she held me by the back of my neck, and locked her legs around my waist pulling me closer. I was fucking her like a man possessed. It felt like everything in this world depended on that very moment. I could feel my orgasm building up, and I did not want this to finish so soon.

Moving quickly on to act 2 of my plan, I pulled out of P, picked her up and set her down on the bed. Gazing into her eyes, I asked if she trusted me. She stared right into my soul with those damned big doe eyes and nodded quietly as she bit her lower lip. An unruly tuft of hair fell across her forehead as she nodded. Holy fuck, this girl could not be any sexier and cuter at the same time.

The night after [MF]

After the night we crossed the proverbial bridge (in [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uz2d0j/sometimes_its_just_worth_the_wait_mf/) if anyone is interested) and finally gave in, I woke up to her sleeping next to me. She just looked so beautifully innocent, radiant with her messy hair, and all, without a care in the world. I didn’t want this moment to end. I thought I’d wake her up with a surprise, to say thank you in my own way, to tell her how much I enjoyed the things we did to each other.

I went under the covers and blew on her lips as I held it open. She stirred, not yet fully awake. I parted her legs open and licked right along the middle, pushing the tip of my tongue inside her, tasting her once more. This time she reacted. She spread her legs open and muttered something…I couldn’t hear.

I held her lips open between my two fingers and licked the tip of her clit, sliding a finger in her. I felt her pussy grip it, she squirmed and I heard her moan something about being a dirty boy. I went to town on her after that, licking, slurping, and biting her as she enjoyed the attention of my tongue and my mouth on her now dripping wet pussy.

Sometimes, it’s just worth the wait [MF]

You have heard of the girl next door? Imagine that and then some more. She was really smart, well read, funny, articulate and God was she pretty. Legs that went on for days, flawless dark black hair that fell a tad over her shoulders, perky li’l nose, a sexy mole on her right cheek near the eyes, a smile so beautiful that it would light up any room she walked into and those big doe eyes…those always spelt trouble for me. She had a figure that was right out of my wet dreams.

Needless to say I had a massive crush on her growing up but never really acted on it cause a. she was my senior in high school, b. I was too much in awe of her and most importantly c. she was my best friend’s cousin so obviously she was off limits. So, even though we grew up pretty close to each other, went to the same parties, and moved in the same social circles, we hardly spoke. I mean ofcourse she knew I existed but nothing more than that. I, on the other hand was absolutely smitten by her. So ofcourse I spent quite a few nights having the kind of ‘A’ rated thoughts that every hormonal teen has. But that was about it.

The day we finally crossed the line [MF]

So there was this super chill, quintessential cool girl I used to work with in my previous job. You know the kind who are really well spoken, well read, write blogs and stuff, do not have any airs about how pretty they really are, and are always fun to be around? Yeah, she was that kind. She was my junior and we used to work in the same team.

We had a very friendly relationship from the outset, but since we were both with different people at that point in our lives, we never really acknowledged the obvious mutual attraction we had for each other. It was only after I moved on to a new postion in a different country that we started to really get close through texts and calls.

One drunken night over the weekend feeling particularly lonely in a new country, emboldened with the booze in my system I ended up telling her I have had vivid fantasies of her on many occasions and how much I was attracted to her.

Sometimes, it’s just worth the wait

You have heard of the girl next door? Imagine that and then some more. She was really smart, well read, funny, articulate and God was she pretty. Legs that went on for days, flawless dark black hair that fell a tad over her shoulders, perky li’l nose, a sexy mole on her right cheek near the eyes, a smile so beautiful that it would light up any room she walked into and those big doe eyes…those always spelt trouble for me. She had a figure that was right out of my wet dreams.

Needless to say I had a massive crush on her growing up but never really acted on it cause a. she was my senior in high school, b. I was too much in awe of her and most importantly c. she was my best friend’s cousin so obviously she was off limits. So, even though we grew up pretty close to each other, went to the same parties, and moved in the same social circles, we hardly spoke. I mean ofcourse she knew I existed but nothing more than that. I, on the other hand was absolutely smitten by her. So ofcourse I spent quite a few nights having the kind of ‘A’ rated thoughts that every hormonal teen has. But that was about it.

The day we crossed the line…finally

So there was this super chill, quintessential cool girl I used to work with in my previous job. You know the kind who are really well spoken, well read, write blogs and stuff, do not have any airs about how pretty they really are, and are always fun to be around? Yeah, she was that kind. She was my junior and we used to work in the same team. We had a very friendly relationship from the outset, but since we were both with someone else at that point in our lives, we never really acknowledged to each other about the obvious mutual attraction. It was only after I moved on to a new postion in a different country that we started to really get close through texts and calls.

One drunken night over the weekend feeling particularly lonely in a new country, emboldened with the booze in my system I ended up telling her I have had vivid fantasies of her on many occasions and how much I was attracted to her. One thing led to another, and to cut the story short we ended sexting with each other that night.
And on a few occasions after that. However, since we were both with other people we decided to never take it further than that. That was our escape from the reality we were in. (…or maybe it was the excuse we used to justify what we were doing.)