[m/f]-Finally fucked after 8 Years... and it's fucking great. | 2016

For starters, this was the first time I ever pulled the trigger and cheated on a girlfriend. Flirting sure, hanging out and an occasional cuddle, sure, or maybe a kiss that didn’t last long… but I always had self-control. So THIS ISN’T MY USUAL THING. But when it happened I didn’t hold back. Anyway, about me, I've got short brown hair with hard part on one side and a face like the nice neighbor guy you went to prom with. I'd like to think I’m more hipster than nerd but I’m probably somewhere in between. Physically, I guess I’m a bigger guy too at 6'1, about 280, and built like truck. I'm not one of those six-pack abs sorts of guys. I'm more of a big square shoulders, big biceps, a strong back, and legs like tree trunks. I'm not out there running marathons and shit. I'm the guy you see in a t-shirt and say, "how often do you work out?"

So there was a girl, Andrea, an olive skinned Mexican girl about 5’2 with a slender frame (the closest body type I can think of is a Brittany Murphy type of frame). She was cute in an adorable way but god damn her tits were at least double D’s and stood out on her otherwise small body. She had a cute face, brown eyes, and was kind of bookish. Way back when, we got set up on a blind date together. She was always quiet and wasn’t easy to get out of her shell. Honestly, I’m not sure if we had much to talk about back then but there was always something there I couldn’t quite put my figure on. We went out on a couple more dates and made out once or twice but we never quite clicked. I found out later that her home life was crazy and that made her skittish about men and most new people. Anyway, it kinda faded it…no harm, no foul, and no ill will; we both moved on but stayed in touch.

Flash forward to 7 years later when I’m at the end of a long, shitty relationship. We text for a bit about random things but then she calls me out of the blue explaining how awful her boyfriend is. I get into how bad my girlfriend is and somehow, it’s two hours later. It was a landmark between us and is still, one of my favorite conversations I’ve ever had. Not too much later, she breaks up with her boyfriend. Soon after, my relationship really starts to unravel so my girlfriend and me take a break, as my gf goes on a two-week family vacation without me. She leaves on a Thursday and for about a week I do my routine of gym, chores, errands, bills, and extra work to keep busy. At the beginning of week two, Andrea texts me to invites me out but I do the right thing and decline. The week goes by like a blur and after the end; I finally relax on a Saturday and get drunk to unwind. I talk to my quasi-girlfriend to check in on the trip and I’m in bed by 9:30. About 10:30 I get an Andrea text asking me to go out. And I decide sure, I’ll get a drink, just a couple, and then I’ll head back home.

I meet her at a nearby bar with a tiny dance floor. She’s there wearing a white shirt with a black tank top under and a pair of jeans with sparkles on the ass. She’s all done up in her make up and her hair was curled up and hanging down half her back. We have drinks, talk, and laugh but nothing serious. Her friends go to dance and eventually I get dragged out with her. We dance, grind on each other a bit, and try to talk over the loud music occasionally. After 4 or 5 songs our drinks are both on empty. Andrea goes to get us some more drinks and her friend tells asks me for my name. I tell her and she says, “So you’re that guy she talks about?” I had no idea.
I ask the friend, “So what does she say?”

Her friend gives me this look like I’m an idiot for asking an obvious question.

“I don’t know. We tell her to shut up most times about it because she talks about you all the time.” I laugh and realize she wasn’t joking.

When Andrea gets back, we have drinks and continue hanging out. Right around 12:00, one of her friend’s cousins’ someone (boyfriend? Baby daddy? Dude she just met?) tells us to get her cousin. We exit the bar and her cousin is throwing up in the alley and another cousin is getting kicked out for being too drunk. I jump on damage control, try to stop a dumb fight before it starts, and help get everyone to their cars before something stupid happens. This was way more crisis intervention than I ever planned on getting into and by now it was way past what I thought I was going to do. Eventually we all leave and get to Andrea’s house. We clean everybody up, send them home, and I even drive back one of her friend’s home. Before this drunk-ass girl finally leaves my car she tells me, “Andrea likes bad guys. But you’re a good guy… don’t break her heart.” I try to ask her what she means but it turns into drunken gibberish. Finally, after all that I get back to Andrea’s house and I’m fucking exhausted.

By now, it was late. It was 3 AM and no one else was there. The door was open and she was just sitting drunk on the couch, vaguely maybe, kinda, sorta, watching Sponge Bob. I sat down on the couch next to her and she just looked at me.

“I’m fucked up.”

“Yeah, you are.”

She smiled at me with her mouth and even her eyes. She was happy.

“You gonna be okay?”

“Sure. I guess.” She laughed and smiled again. She leaned in and put her head against mine like it was too heavy to stand on it’s own. Her head landed on mine and I just thought, “What the fuck am I doing here?”

But here I was, staring at this girl I’d wanted to sleep with for at least 7 or 8 years. That’s when I reached out, held her face in my hands and kissed her lips. Not intense or passionate, just quick and soft kind of kiss. Then, it got heated real fast and she sat up and leaned closer to me. She was kissing me hard, going further and further in my mouth with her tongue. I kissed her back just as hard and picked her up and sat her on my lap as I grabbed her ass. I pushed back, and held up against the couch’s arm. Then, without warning she stopped.

“You should go.” She said with remorse.

“What? Why?”

“Just…go…you should go…”

I looked in her eyes and she definitely didn’t want me to leave. But when I put my forehead against hers she turned away.

So I got up and walked toward the door.

She followed me in just her jeans and her tank top. I got to the door and stood in the open door way with her right in front of me. She looked even better without her makeup.

“I should go huh?”

“Yeah. It’s better.”

“You know I’ve been waiting about 8 years for all this right?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I wish our date would’ve worked out way back when.”

“I just… I wasn’t ready…not then. You’re a good guy. I wasn’t good at that…figuring it out. I didn’t know the difference. Not then.”

“I know. But I should go. Thanks for inviting me out.”

“Yeah. It was fun. Anytime.”

I hugged goodbye, held her tight, and kissed her again. And she let me.

Then, she kissed back and it was fucking amazing. She was into it and we started turning and twisting our heads to get closer and deeper. I grabbed her body and she reached around my back to pull me tighter. I grabbed her ass with both hands and picked her up as we kissed.

I turned her head away and went to kiss and lick all over her neck.

“Fuck…Fuck…there….fuckin’…just….right…there.”

“I fuckin’ want you.”

“I want you too… but…”

“I know. I know.”

“Don’t fucking stop.”

“…I should go, though.”

I stopped a second to look in her eyes. Her eyes were wide open now, wide-awake, and I could tell her heart was pumping.

“You SHOULD go…” she said SHOULD like it was a suggestion, not a command or even an honest admission. I set her back down on the floor and she got her balance as I took a step back. When I moved back I felt a cool breeze and realized we were still in the doorway.

“I don’t wanna fucking go.”

“Me, either.”

“You sure?’

“No. Don’t.” I wasn’t sure what she meant until she pulled the straps of her tank top and zebra-striped bra down to show me her tits. They were big and soft and had just the right amount of weight, like Alexandra Daddario from True Detective. She had dark brown nipples and her nipples were hard as hell.

“Shit…”

I leaned in to kiss her and she reached out with her hand to pull my mouth to her tits. I grabbed her left breast with my whole hand and licked her nipple in mid-air. Then, I dove in and kissed and licked and sucked her dark brown nipples like there wasn’t shit else to do in the world. She moaned and grabbed my head harder with one hand. With the other hand she ran it against the back of my head. She moaned again as I sucked hard and she wrapped a leg around mine to pull me tighter.

“Bite it.”

And I fucking bit that shit. With my hand on her big tit, I sunk my teeth in far enough to feel good but not hard enough to hurt.

“FUCK.”

“You feel so fucking good.”

“You got my pussy so wet.”

“Fuck yes.” I said as I had my face buried deep in her tits. I reached down and fumbled with her zipper. While licking and sucking all over nipples, I unbuttoned her pants and got the zipper open enough to feel the fabric of her panties.

“Do it. Please. Don’t stop.” I pushed aside her zipper and reached in her black panties. Her pussy was smooth and completely shaved. That’s when I knew she decided to fuck me way before I showed up at the bar. And it fucking turned me on even more. That’s when I touched her clit with my fingertips and rubbed it. I circled it quick and it made it her quiver.

“Shit… shit.”

I rubbed her clit up and down and it was dripping wet.

“Please. Fucking do it.”

I reached underneath her panties with my whole hand and slid two fingers deep insider her.

“God damn!” She said as stumbled against me and grabbed hard onto the muscles in back to brace herself.

With two fingers I reached insider her wetness and rubbed her spongy little G spot. I made five or six circles with my fingers and she started to grind against my hand.

“Fuck me.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want you.” I was still deep inside her and I pulled her body closer to mine with my fingers from still inside her.

“Tell me what you fucking want.”

“I want you inside me.”

“Inside where?”

“Inside my pussy.” She gasped and I flipped my fingers across her G spot like a light switch.

“Fuck me… fuck my…tight…” She trailed off as I rubbed her G spot faster and faster. “…Little pussy.” She said between breaths.

With one big breath she said, “You know you want it,” and then pulled my fingers out from underneath her panties and put them in her mouth. She held onto my hand and sucked on it just slow enough to make me get weak in the knees.

“Fuckin’ let’s go.” By now her tits were both out, her jeans had fallen to the floor and we were still out in the fucking open.

I reached out and closed the door behind me.

I watched her step out of her jeans to show off her all black panties while she walked to the couch. Then, she stripped off her tank top and bra all at once. Finally, she grabbed her hair and tied it up with a hair tie she had on her wrist. As I followed her, I peeled off my clothes. First, my button down shirt and then, my button down jeans and followed her in my boxer briefs and under shirt.

She sat down on the couch and laid back. When I sat down, I caught her eyes and she looked up at me.

“I wanna fuck this pussy so fucking bad.” I said.

“I’m so wet.” She said as she reached up and peeled off my undershirt. I yanked off her panties and threw them somewhere. I slid my fingers insider her again and she wasn’t lying, she was dripping. I found her G spot again but this time I pounded it like a fucking jackhammer. Her eyes rolled back and she squeezed her tit with her free hand.

I couldn’t help but stare at her and her big tits and think this was so fucking hot. Her tight little shaved pussy was somehow even hotter in full glow of the blue TV light where I could see her tattooed hips, two things that looked like flaming lightning bolts; I don’t really know what the hell they were but I was drunk and that’s what I mostly remember.

At this point the room smelled like sex and she smelled so fucking good. So I went down on her and kissed her clit while I fingered her hard.

“No, no… you don’t have to.”

I licked and sucked her clit and kept going. She reached down and felt the back of my head. I didn’t want to stop.

“Oh fuck. But..but…”

I just kept going. That’s when she grabbed my face and kissed me hard. My face was covered in her pussy juice and she didn't care. It seemed like she loved it even more. So we were kissing deep with each of our tongues going deep. After a minute, I pulled away just to get some air.

“I want you inside me.”

“No, I’m gonna make you cum first.”

“No, please.” She said with the kind of yearning you only hear when a woman has been dying to get dick for a while. "I want you inside me."

I couldn’t help but stare at her big tits. She leaned into my ear and reached down and grabbed my dick like a flashlight and said, “I want you inside me.” Then, she licked my ear and bit my ear lob and held onto it. “Fuck me please.”

I leaned in and kissed her as I pulled off my underwear. She rubbed her clit and wrapped her other arm around me. I pulled her legs up and onto my shoulders. I sat there and took a second just to stare at her naked body again… fuck, it looked good. That’s when she reached out, grabbed ahold of me and rubbed the tip of my cock against her lips. She felt so fucking good but I hesitated.

I thought back to the condoms in my pocket and I just sat there.

“I want it.”

“Me too.”

“Just put it inside me.”

“But I…” I looked back to my jeans and she squirmed to rub her pussy up against me. I pulled back a little so that the tip was just at the edge of inside her.

“Fuck me.” That’s when she worked her hips upward against me and grabbed my hips to pull my dick inside her.

“FUCK YES.” She said as I slid inside her so easily. My eyes rolled back inside my head, feeling her tight wet pussy wrapped around my dick; it felt so fucking good. Her eyes were glued shut and her hand was gripping her tit hard as I slid deeper and deeper with the first few strokes.

“Fuck, you feel good.” I said.

“Your dick feels good.”

“Tell me how good it is.” I said as I started to get a rhythm going.

“You’ve got a fat dick.”

“Tell me.”

“Fuck me harder. Fuck me with your fat dick.”

That’s when I grabbed her thighs with both hands and pounded the shit out of her tight little pussy. My hands almost fit all the way around her legs. She had the kind of soft, smooth legs that you could dig into.

“FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.” She said with each thrust. I wasn’t quite deep enough to hit the top of her, but god damn I felt like I filled up almost every part of her.

Her pussy was slick as fuck and I was sliding in and out of her with no problem. And having her thighs in my hands made me feel powerful. I kept pounding away at her like I was trying to split her open.

She gripped my quads to try and keep me from going too far. With her other arm she grabbed my arm and squeezed my shoulders. She ran her hand up and down my biceps and shoulders. When I fucked her harder she held on tighter, as I kept pounding her pussy.

“God, this pussy’s good,” I told her as slammed away.

“God…God…fuck.”

“Tell me it’s my pussy.”

“God, it’s your pussy!”

“Fuck…fuck…yes.” I said in between gasps for air. I was breathing heavy like I was running up a mountain.

“Don’t stop."

"God, it's good."

"Fuck…fuck, your good.”

That’s when I reached out and pinned her arms down.

“Oh my fucking god,” she said in a breathless exclamation. “Fuck.”

By now I could feel the tension in my dick starting to build. I was gonna explode and it wouldn’t be long.

“Fuck…fuck…fuck.”

“Fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum.” She said.

“Fuck, this pussy’s good.”

“Fuck. Oh fuck…fuck.”

“Fuck…fuck…fuck. I'm gonna cum.” I said between panting.

“Cum with me,” she said.

“Fuck. Fuckin’…please… fuckin’…” She sounded like she was trying to say something but got lost in trying to figure it out.

I was close now so I sure as shit didn’t slow down. “Fuck. FUCK. Fuck…”

“Cum inside this pussy.” That’s when I completely lost it. I shoved my dick deep inside her and felt the first shot of cum shoot out so fucking hard. That’s when her body snapped up and her eyes opened.

“OH FUCKING, FUCK!” Her body contorted against mine and I got dizzy as I kept unloading inside her. It took about 10 seconds even if it felt like an hour, for me to finally unload everyone. I felt myself shoot insider her at least 10 or 12 times.

“...Fuck…FUCK…fuck.” She said as just slumped back down on the couch. God, she still felt good. I slowly pulled out and away.

“Holy shit.” She said in between breaths.

“Fuckin’ yeah.” I said in a daze.

“God damn.”

“Yeah.”

I leaned towards her, mostly out of exhaustion. We kinda just fell toward each other and then sat against each other for a little bit. For a second it felt nice.

“Don’t worry.” She paused to breath. “I’m on the pill.”

“Oh ok.” That’s when reality set in and we both picked up all our clothes. “I figured.” I said as I put on everything pretty quick. We both put our clothes on in silence, both still trying to catch our breath. When I was done, I headed for the door.

“Was this what you planned when you called me earlier?”

“I don’t know.”

“You sure?”

“Maybe.” She said as couldn’t help but smile.

“So do I get to see you again?” I put my head against hers.

“We better. Shit.”

“Ok.” I kissed her lips and it was good long, goodbye kiss. After that I went home.

My girlfriend came back about half a week later and in a week we broke up. While she was she gone on her trip she said slept with somebody and I realized this wasn’t working. In a month’s time she was moved out and I was back on my own.

After I called Andrea, we texted a few times, and we hung out once. It was cool to watch a movie and cuddle on the couch. We never talked about that night so I brought it up casually and she avoided it, going back to being the same quiet girl she was before. It was fun night, though. We played grab ass and I slapped her ass a few times around the house to keep it upbeat but it wasn’t another wild night. And then, that was it. She went completely cold on me and she stopped responding to texts. I got the hint quick and stopped sending them. Soon, she got a boyfriend and then, it was all gone and we never talked again.