The times you don't forget [M/F] | 2016

About a year and a half ago I was dating a girl named Emily. We only dated for about two and a half months.

I'm a bit of an unconventional guy, but Em is a really unconventional girl. This goes both for lifestyle and appearance, but for the sake of the story only the appearance really matters here. She is definitely not the kind of girl that many guys would go for, but the girl does well for herself. Very confident, and confidence is sexy for anyone. She had shaved her head about six months to a year before we started dating, so when we were together she had pretty short hair. Jet black. Really dark hair, but that was her natural color. Her skin tone matched -- olive skin, never bothered to tan, just naturally that way. You could probably guess that the type of girl who shaves her head doesn't shave anything else. Call me crazy, but I kind of like that. So she had hairy armpits, hairy legs, and a huge bush. It all threw me off briefly at first, but I came to like diving into her Amazon jungle. And I really missed it when we broke up.

Her body is fairly average. She looked better before we started dating, when she weighed about 20 lbs less, but she was not overweight by any means. I'm a boob man, and she has like none -- but that was OK. Very, very flat chested. Like never wears a bra because she doesn't see the point flat. She has an absolutely great ass, though. Not too big, not too small. Not the kind of firm ass you could bounce a quarter off of, but the kind that was just begging for a spanking. The kind your hands just want to latch onto and never let go of. Pretty much the only underwear she owned were ridiculous Victoria Secret panties that her mom would buy her, from the collection that has the stupid shit printed on the ass. So whenever she'd get up in the morning she'd slide on a pair of those things and do this adorable little dance to give me a show. She's probably about 5'8". Many tattoos large and small, too many to count, but no piercings.

I am 6'1", about 160lb, fit. Long browish-blond hair. A beard. I feel like I'm not the important part of the story, but I guess that's a mix of modesty and male-ness. So to the ladies reading: I'm a good looking guy if you like the look. Well endowed at about 7.5", but not packing a massive horse cock or anything.

Sometimes she and I had really, really good sex. And sometimes it was pretty bad. She is the type that runs pretty hot-and-cold. For the most part the sex was really good, but it went downhill, and fast. Neither of us ever really stated it clearly, but when we broke up it was pretty clear that problems around sex were largely to blame.

This time was one of the really, really good times.

Em has really awesome, distinct orgasms. Very capable of multiples and through penetration no less. As a guy, that's a treat, and you don't always find it. The other really cool thing is how different the orgasms she could have would be. Sometimes, if I'd be fingering her, she'd come and then have to pull my hand out of her. She'd get all giggly and wouldn't let me touch her -- which of course, I tried to. But then when I'd be fucking her it'd be completely different. But that's the end of this story -- no need to ruin it by describing it here.

I live at home. At this point in time I'd never had sex in my own bed. She knew this, and I think it excited her. One weekend, when the house was empty, we stayed at my place. It was still pretty early in the relationship, back when she would initiate. So as we lied in my bed she started to tease me, kiss me, get me all riled up. She wanted to break my bed in right, and I was excited to do it.

We got naked and things got to moving along nicely. She loved being eaten out. She told me once that "Having your pussy eaten is the best feeling in the world. Imagine the best thing you can think of, and then times it by like a hundred. That's a tongue on your pussy." So of course I loved eating her out. Being the middle of winter, I had my heavy comforter on my bed, and my room was cold. So rather than pull off the covers and get freezing cold, I wiggled my way down under the covers, spread her legs, and got to work.

As I said, she had a very full bush, so licking her pussy took a little bit of care on my part. Often I would dive right in, face first, and wiggle my face around. But this time I spread her legs nice and wide, parted her hair, and with a long, stiff tongue started a long lick at the bottom and moved all the way to the top. She had a strong scent. A little overpowering at first, but intoxicating after a few minutes. I changed from long licks to shorter and shorter licks, moving from the bottom of her pussy, up the sides, making shorter and shorter licks all the way up to her swollen clit. From there I made short work of her. She was incredibly responsive to a warm tongue on her clit.

I braced my hands on the inside of her thighs and pulled her legs apart. My head moved up and down as my tongue grazed up and down over her nub. Her hands rested on the top of my head and her fingers would move through my long hair. I relentlessly licked her pussy -- but I got a little carried away. On more than one occasion with her I would get completely overwhelmed and in the moment, and forget to breathe. With the covers over my head trapping all of our body heat in, and all of her hair, it got a little hard to get air.

Haha, so with a gasp I came up for air and briefly interrupted the action. She laughed, "You doofus." We threw the blanket off over my head, re-positioned slightly and I went back to work.

This time, with her laying on her back, I lifted her legs with my hands on the backside of her thighs, and kind of rocked her back, lifting her ass off the bed. With her legs together and her pussy pulled up toward me, I dived back in and relentlessly licked her hairy cunt. I moved my tongue every which way and she loved ever minute of it. Suspended in the air and held up by my hands, her body wriggled around with every lick.

Eventually she wiggled loose from my grip and fell back to the bed. I smiled and looked up at her. "No one has ever licked my pussy like that before! What made you think of that?" "I don't know, just felt right." With this I was licking my fingers, and I slid two inside of her. I placed my tongue back on her clit and moved my first two fingers in to the second knuckle and felt around for her g-spot. I could tell she was going to say something else, but with this she lost her train of thought, closed her eyes, and threw her head back.

With my fingers inside of her I moved them in a come-hither motion against her g-spot, and with my tongue I licked up and down over her clit. Before long I could feel her orgasm building, so I licked harder and moved my fingers more vigorously. He legs on either side of my head she squeezed me hard, lifted her ass off the bed -- and then pulled herself away from me with many giggles. With my hand I tried to rub the outside of her pussy but she squirmed this way and that to get away from me.

I moved up beside her and kissed her. I sat there looking into her eyes, my hand moving up and down on her belly.

"I want you inside me," she said as she looked at me. In a very calm manner. Not filled with excessive lust, not timid. Just calm and confident. This is, to date, still one of the hottest things a woman can say to me.

"I want to be inside you."

Emily tracked her fertility, and because of this we were able to skip condoms a good chunk of the time. But unfortunately she was ovulating (or about to), so I needed to wrap it up. She hated them about as much as I did. She didn't even like to watch me put them on.

Once it was on I worked my way over her. She wrapped her legs around me, and I felt around for her hole. The tip of my dick found it, and with a long, slow thrust, I inserted about half of my cock inside of her. I could feel her squirm and squeeze me with her legs. I looked her in the eyes and asked her "Does that feel good?"

"Yes. I want more of you."

So I gave her more. Little by little I increased the amount of length I gave her. Before long my entire shaft was buried in her soaked cunt.

"Fuck me."

"You want it harder?"

"Fuck me!"

Em usually liked to be railed pretty hard, and I was more than happy to give it to her the way she liked. None of that shallow thrusting bullshit for her. She wanted every bit of me as fast and hard as I could give it to her. I would speed up and slam my long cock all the way into her, and she would beg for more.

"Fuck me harder!"

So I would. In and out, faster and faster.

"Harder." I'd come down on top of her with a loud slap. Smashing her pussy. How could it take this kind of thrashing?

"Harder."

"That's enough out of you," as I put my hand over her mouth and fucked her into submission. After a minute or so I removed my hand and immediately her previously stifled moans escaped. She threw her hands around me and held me close. This of course only prompted me to thrust even more desperately into her soaked hole.

After quite a while of this, I had to stop to catch my breath. As soon as I did, she wrestled with me, threw me over, and got on top. She looked me in the eyes while she reached back with her hand to my cock, and put it back in her pussy.

No one since has ridden me the way this girl did. It was fucking gorgeous the way she knew how to ride my cock. She had this incredible way of bringing herself up, all the way, so just the very tip of my dick was still in her, so far up that I thought I was going to slip out, and then she'd quickly move all the way back down. And it was very apparent that she enjoyed doing this. It was both for my pleasure and for hers. Each time she'd come up she'd look at me, and most of the time when she came back down she'd close her eyes and throw her head back in pleasure. As I laid there and relaxed, she started by doing this, and eventually picked up the speed. She propped herself up with her hands placed on my chest, and dug her fingernails into my shoulders. I let her fuck me as hard as she dared.

But after a few minutes of this, with some of my breath regained, simply letting her fuck me wasn't good enough. I placed my hands firmly at her hips, placed my feet firmly on the bed, and began thrusting up into her as she thrust down into me. We fucked rhythmically, effortlessly this way. Her eyes were closed tightly now, biting her lip, moans escaping here and there. I fucked her harder and harder, until eventually on one of her ups and one of my downs, my cock slipped out of her.

It was a good time to reposition. I laid her on her side and positioned myself behind her. I slid my cock back inside of her and picked up where I left off. I slid slowly all the way in, and then almost all of the way out. As I did this she reached down with her hand and simultaneously rubbed the outside of her pussy and ran her fingers along the sides of my shaft, just briefly touching my balls when I was at the end of my stroke.

I fucked her this way for a few minutes, and then, cock still inside of her, pulled her over top of me. So I was laying on my back and she was on top of me face up. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her close to me as I continued to move my hard dick in and out of her. She liked this. It was a new position for both of us, but the combination of closeness and pleasure made it a real winner. Something about the angle must have worked for her, because as I thrust in and out of her I could feel in her body, and in her pussy, that an orgasm was building. (Like I said before, she had incredible orgasms. This was just one aspect of them. I could feel them coming a while before they got there.)

She had come on command a few times before, but instead of telling her to come, I did the opposite.

"Are you going to come for me?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you fucking dare. You don't come until I tell you to come."

I didn't know this was possible yet. She didn't. I thought she was going to do it and then I would spank her for it and then fuck her hard going for another one. But simply telling her not to worked.

I was not very close yet, but I wanted to see if I could hold her off until I got there, so we could do it together. And I wasn't about to go easy on her -- no way. I was going to fuck her as hard as I needed to.

I pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her knees. I slid my dick back into her and resumed thrusting deep into her. I could still feel that she was close to the edge. "Don't you dare fucking come. You're not allowed." I grabbed her arms by the wrists and pulled her back into me. Her top half was not touching anything, not the bed, not the wall -- she was just suspended there, being penetrated by my long cock, fucked hard, and riding on the edge of orgasm. I fucked her this way for several minutes before releasing her arms suddenly. She fell to the bed in a heap but I continued fucking her all the while. She propped herself back up on to her hands and then I could hear a knocking noise. It was her head on the wall. I tried to pull her back a little bit, while continuing to pump into her, but she didn't even seem to care. He head was repeatedly hitting the wall each time I slammed into her, but she was so lost that I don't know if she even noticed.

I didn't want to give the poor girl brain damage, so eventually I slowed down and pulled her away from the wall.

I love keeping my cock inside of a pussy while I reposition. I pulled her into me, and at the same time pushed her down onto the bed. She was now laying flat on her stomach, me on top of her. I wrapped my arms around her and begun once again thrusting into her. I fucked as hard as I could. I could still feel the tenseness in her body. She was still right there on the edge.

"I want to come!"

"Don't you fucking dare."

"Make me come."

"No."

I fucked her relentlessly. My body coming down on top of her beautiful ass with a clap, maybe hitting the back of her pussy on my longest strokes.

"Mmmmmmm fuck me harder."

So I did.

"Harder."

"Shut up." I reached my hand around and choked her hard enough that she couldn't say anything more.

My cock was moving in and out of her so fast, so hard. I could still feel her on the edge, and finally I could feel that "I'm going to come" feeling in my cock.

I fucked her hard and fast. We were on the home stretch now.

In and out. Harder and harder.

"Come for me baby," I told her. And in an instant she had one of the most amazing orgasms I've ever felt. Words cannot accurately describe it -- but I'll try. A long, low "Ohhhh" noise escaped from her, and her whole body went limp. Her pussy was contracting around my shaft but it was like the rest of her body had given out. I fucked her hard and fast through it, and about ten seconds later I came myself. I kept pumping away until every last bit of my seed had emptied out of my balls. I thrusted slower and slower, until I eventually stopped.

I laid there, on top of her, for about 30 seconds, regaining my breath and my composure. I then moved my right hand down and started to pull myself out of her to remove the condom and throw it away, but as soon as she felt me starting to pull away, she just said "No."

So I laid back down. We laid there for several minutes, my shrinking cock still inside of her, the warmth of my cum apparent to both of us, in post-orgasmic bliss.

"Well, you've had sex in your bed now."

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