To (m)y relie(f), the Kate experience continues! | 2016

This is the third story in a written recollection of my true experiences with an incredible woman named Kate who took me to a whole new level of sexual awakening. You can read stories one and two at the links below:

http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2mekun/my_first_and_an_all_time_favorite/ http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2mg5u5/my_adventures_with_kate_move_forward/

I couldn't believe how badly I'd managed to fuck this up. I remember driving home that night being utterly dejected. Even my Kate-induced hard-on disappeared as I reviewed over and over again the mistake I'd made. This vixen was literally pinning me to a bed, topless, grinding her pussy into me through my pants, and teasing me with her bountiful chest. How did I respond to the teasing?

I called her a "bitch."

Even typing this today makes me so mad at myself. And to be honest, although I was kidding and it was simply poor word choice, and I know a lot of women might have picked up on that, it did teach me something. To this day, I've referred to plenty of deserving women as bitches, but I've never made the mistake of saying it directly to someone who is a friend or who I'm in a relationship with. Looking back on it makes me realize what she was doing as an 18 year old college girl was actually pretty cool (and to be honest ended up a turn on) - she was first and foremost ensuring she was respected as a woman and a person, and when she got even a hint that might not be happening with this new guy, no matter how bad she wanted him, she felt she needed to cut it off.

All I really remember is having this sick to my stomach feeling, knowing I probably had fucked up one of the best and most exciting things ever to happen to me. If memory serves me, I called her several times the next day and got no response, and it looked like this thing was over before we even got to the really good stuff. In fact, I think months eventually went by before I heard from Kate, as the next time I talked to her was in the spring semester. Thank god for AOL Instant Messenger, as I'm pretty sure I somehow ended up getting her screenname and shooting off another "I'm sorry. Hope you're doing good" message. This time there was a response.

Just hearing that "beep" next to her screen name was literally enough to get me breathing hard. I could feel my cock twitch and start to grow. That's how powerful the sexual hold she had on me was. We went back and forth for a bit, catching up, and eventually I brought up getting together again. She was hesitant, but I think had by this point realized I honestly had just said something stupid on our last date, and was very sorry about it. She suggested maybe we get together to hang out as "just friends" for now if that was OK. I didn't have to be asked twice, and in no time we had plans for her to come down to hang out in my area.

Kate arrived at my apartment and looked just as sexy and perfect as I had remembered. A large sweater made me use my memory and imagination to visualize her naked body, but luckily I'd been doing that for months. She smiled, we hugged, and just like that the switch had been flipped on again for both of us.

In typing up these memories, one of the things that bothers me is I can't recall all of the specific details surrounding out experiences when not directly related to the physical and sexual experiences we shared, and in this case I can't remember if we went out, stayed in, or what - but we did have an actual "date." And I definitely enjoyed talking to and spending time with Kate. A lot. She was funny, flirtatious, and very smart. She also had a rebellious personality and I could tell she wanted to break away a bit from the perfect little girl role, and had been trying to in various ways for years. I always looked forward to talking and hanging out, but over the years it has been the gravity of the sexual connection we shared that has pulled those memories to the front of my mind in sharp relief.

It was clear just a few hours into the night that the "just friends" thing wasn't going to happen, and that we had to have each other. I walked Kate in to show her my bedroom and in a split second the space between our bodies had closed, and I felt a sense of both relief and anticipation as I held her to me, my hands reaching down to cup her perfectly rounded ass, lifting her onto my bed as she wrapped her legs around me.

I could feel her tongue ring as my mouth met hers and she immediately began grinding against me and reached for my belt, fingers fumbling at the buckle and then the zipper of my pants. I beat her to the punch, and in no time had her jeans unbuttoned and unzipped, pulled down, and off. As I kissed her neck, inhaling her scent, I let me hand trail up her thigh and rest squarely between her legs where I felt the wetness soaking through her panties. Her hands were groping down the front of my pants, desperately attempting to get a hold of my cock.

Then, all in one motion I used my thumb to left up and pull her wet panties to the side, letting my fingers slip down and onto her waiting pussy lips. She was absolutely soaked, She warm, slippery wetness felt amazing and provided me the lubrication to immediately slip one, then two fingers inside her. At this point she had given up her attempts to free my cock and simply laid back on the bed which was just fine by me - I was going to make this girl cum, and cum hard.

I sucked on her neck as my fingers slid all the way up inside her. She arched her back and bucked up into my hand, "Yesss.... Jackson.. Yes. DO. NOT. STOP."

I picked up the pace, now full on fucking her with my hand, my thumb rubbing her clit as I moved my fingers inside her. She was just so incredibly wet - it was almost like whatever I did unleashed another wave of her slippery wet fluid, and her ability to be this turned on, this fast, was something I'll never forget.

"Yes... Jackson.. Don't stop, fuck me, fuck me with your fingers. Make me cum baby!"

And in a few seconds, I had. She was in pure ecstasy ramming her body into mine before collapsing back on the bed and almost whimpering as I continued to brush against her soaked pussy lips with my fingers. We laid there for a minute, but to her credit she could feel the giant bulge pressing against her from within my pants and didn't waste another second. At this point I was still fully clothed, as was she other than her jeans.

"Now. Here's is what I need you to do," Kate sweetly commanded,"go over to that side of the room, and take all of your clothes off - NOW."

There would be no teasing tonight. I eagerly jumped of the bed, walked across the room and started to strip down throwing my shirt, pants, and finally my boxers, now dotted in huge drops of slippery pre-cum, into the corner. I was nervous - I'd never actually had sex or even gotten more than a hand job for that matter, but I was also ready for all that to change with Kate as my teacher.

"Sit down on the floor," she said firmly. I did as I was asked and when I looked up could not believe my eyes. In a flash Kate had stripped off her soaking panties, sweater, and bra and was standing in the opposite corner of my bedroom completely nude. She looked me in the eyes, but rather than that mischevious smile I was expecting all I saw was raw passion. I let my eyes drift down over her perfect neck, and across her amazing chest. Her tits hung there like something out of a dream, her nipples erect, peircings shining. My eyes trailed down past her soft, sexy tummy to see just how wet she had become, her pussy glistening, thighs soaked with her sex.

"Face me. Now lean back on your elbows," her commands continued, "Spread your legs out for me, I want to see that big cock I get to play with..."

Again, I did as directed, leaning back and spreading my legs, eyes never leaving Kate as I lay there for her completely naked on the carpet of my bedroom floor. Finally, I looked down and even I was surprised with just how huge and hard my cock was at that point. My 8" dick was fully engorged, pointed straight up and out towards Kate, it's head glistening with a giant round drop of pre-cum squeezing out my hole.

I looked back up to find Kate, literally on all fours, slowly starting to crawl towards me. She was like a cat stalking her prey, and her eyes were locked into mine, then onto my cock, as if it was pulling her forward like a magnet. As she crawled she raised her ass high up into the air, and I could see her the white skin of her cheeks rise higher beyond the silhouette of her soft, sexy brown hair. No doubt she was enjoying the cool air of the room against her wet pussy and ass just as I was enjoying displaying my cock an balls for this woman whose entire being at this point screamed sex. As she crawled I could see her tits hanging beneath her, bouncing with each movement forward, swinging, nipples erect.

This was literally like a dream come true for me. I straight up knew what was about to happen, for sure, and had this period of what now seems like forever but was probably just a few seconds where I simply got to enjoy the site of an incredibly beautiful woman, have just been completely fulfilled by me and wanting more, crawling across the room on all fours, my waiting cock bobbing in front of her. The entire sequence is seared into my memory, and as it was the first time for something like this, I don't think can ever be topped.

Kate finally reached me, looked up, smiled, and told me she was going to give me a blowjob I'd never forget. She leaned down, kissing me just on the inside of the knee, and quickly moved up kissing, then using the tip of her tongue to lick all the way up my inner thigh. Holding my cock back she licked down across the bottom of my sack, caressing each ball with her warm tongue, bathing my balls in saliva before sucking them one at a time into her mouth. She licked her way up the crease of my other thigh and finally lifted her head, positioned herself directly in front of my cock between my legs, and looked up at me. All i saw was purse desire from deep within her eyes as she slid the head of my cock past her moist full lips and into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue did things I still don't understand as she ensured the entire head was covered in a thick hot layer of her saliva, mixed with the pre-cum that was literally now oozing out of my dick. She pulled back, ball of her piercing flicking against the senstive underside of the head, until just the tip of her tongue rested against the very top of my nearly purple cock.

She gave a quick look at me, the mischief now back in her face, before glancing back down to her plaything as she slowly moved her tongue back, taking with it a thick, slippery rope of pre-cum and saliva, letting it stretch out, out, out and shine against the dark of the room before it's weight let it drop and she dove back onto my cock like a hungry child desperately sucking for her mother's milk.

What I had imagined this might feel like was absolutely nothing in comparison to the real thing. Kate sucked, she licked, she blew on me. Her technique has still never been matched by another woman in my life. She let the soft but engorged tip of my cock rub gently against her lips, building up a slick of goodness she then used along with her hands to jack me off, my cock head slipping in and out of her mouth.

Finally, she just started to basically fuck my cock with her mouth. I I do mean SHE did. I laid back, unmoving, while Kate bobbed her head up and down taking my entire 8" deep into the back of her mouth and throat, nearly gagging in her fervent attempt to milk me of my cum. And it did not take long. I could feel my balls tighten and as she slid up and down, now actually sucking hard on my dick, like she was sucking a milkshake through a straw, I could feel my release was imminent.

I tapped her on the shoulder, but don't even know if I could talk at this point other than to say "..I"m... about.. I'm.. ohhh..... KATE........"

She gave me all the response I needed as she looked up at me with smiling, hungry eyes, and slid my cock even deeper into her mouth sucking with a pressure so powerful I could not hold out any longer.

Slow at first, it then erupted inside of me like a firehose, my cum shooting up through my cock with a pressure and intensity that made it feel as if I was spraying thick concrete. Spurt after spurt of hot, thick, white cream shot from within me, racking my body and filling Kate's eagerly awaiting throat and mouth. She bore down as more and more came, rope after rope of the cum she had helped to build up and now demanded.

Finally, after what felt like the most powerful and longest orgasm I'd ever had (it undoubtedly was come to think of it). I collapsed back on the floor and Kate slid slowly up and off my my softening penis, cum dripping from her lips as she let the tip finally escape her grip.

I thought I might pass out, I was dizzy, I was happy, I was exhausted. Enjoying watching this entire time, I ran my hand through Kate's hair, brushing it back from her eyes, and saw a smile and a twinkle in her eye that let me know we were going to be having a whole lot more fun...

To be continued.