Just found this sub. Great story from the past [m/f] | 2016

A few years ago, when I was a young lad (18), I was living in my parents' house and going to college. I was working too because I was paying for school out of my pocket, but I digress. I had gained a girlfriend and she worked my former employer (which is how we met, we weren't dating while working with each other). Anyhow, during the middle of the week, I didn't have any classes and she worked the morning shift. She came over to my house and it was not meant to be any big thing, just a normal hangout time since we were both very busy (she was a student too).

I opened the door and give her a little smooch and say hi and then she says, "Hey, you know what's really sexy?" and before I can answer she jumps on my hips and wraps them around my waist and starts kissing me with the force of a wreaking ball. I feel like I should tell you I'm 6'2", athletically built and she was a petite 5'4" so it was quite a leap for her. The switch in my head snaps over and I know it's on. This is not a time to make love, this is a time to fuck. Sweaty, dirty, animal fucking. Now, we hadn't done much before that since it was still a fresh relationship and I used to be very shy. I continue to kiss her and walk with her down the hall to my bedroom, kissing, growling, and clumsily hitting walls when I decide to lay her down right there in the hall since we had the house to ourselves and would for hours.

I gently lay her down on the floor and pull off my shirt. It is a look and sound I will never forget. About a half second after I took my shirt off, it was a gasp and a smile. The next thing I know she can't help but start touching and groping my chest and abs. She said, "This is exactly what I wanted my man to look like." It felt very empowering. I start with my crowd pleasing trail map of grabbing the neck, growl behind the ear (which made her melt to puddle), kiss the body until I hit downtown. I reached her pants and unbuttoned them with my teeth (the zipper required my hands). Pull off the jeans and pants and go to work with a bit of heavy breathing and kisses to the inner thighs. She pushes my head straight her her crotch and plays with my hair.

After a bit of that, she all but strips my jeans off and we start fucking, mind you, still in the hallway. I could feel the pulse of her body and squirm (god, do I love it when women squirm from pleasure). I pick her up to fuck standing and she wraps her arms around me and leans against my chest with my hands on her butt for support and, well, feels. I continue kissing her neck and growling like a goddamn threaten lion. I smacked her ass taking the gamble that she likes it. She does. She likes it a whole lot. She became very vocal and gripped my shoulders and started scratching my back in the intensity of the moment. I cum inside her (I knew she was on BC, no big deal) and we both effectively collapse from exhaustion. Snuggles and clean-up ensue.

For about the next week, I felt as though a cape of manhood was placed on my shoulders. I was walking with my shoulders back and a hop in my step almost wanting to rip my shirt off and tell strangers of my sexual victory with the marks on my back. It was one of the most primal experiences I've ever had considering I'm usually a very mild-mannered and introverted person.

Thanks for reading.