[Note from author: Well, I’m terrible at following through apparently. I promised I’d write more in the coming weeks and checks notes that was four months ago. Sorry! My story has multiple parts so it would be hard to jump in right now unless you really just about that action. Otherwise, here are parts 1 and 2.]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xkmzls/a_flirtation_turned_to_me_m_cheating_on_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xm14k2/cheating_m_with_my_neighbor_f_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Chelsea looked incredible laying next to me, her small breasts rising softly as she breathed in and out. I dutifully got up and grabbed her a towel to clean up the mess I had made all over her stomach and now we were just talking about sweet nothings while we played our fingers around each other’s bodies.

I love a woman’s legs so I ran my hand up and down her left side as I spooned her. I was still hard and couldn’t help but slowly rub my cock along her as I kissed her neck.

“It seems like you’re already up for more,” she said with a smile.

“Just don’t want to waste the opportunity,” I replied honestly. “I want you every way I can.”

Chelsea took that as a command. She squirmed on top of me, my dick pressed into her stomach. We kissed hard and then she took control. She moved down my body, letting her b-cup breasts run over me. As she approached the tip of my cock with her face she took it in her mouth again.

“I’ve never really tasted myself before,” she said. “This makes me so horny.”

You could tell she loved it. She aggressively started stroking and sucking me. When we first started talking she said she was a submissive and really just wanted to serve my needs. I didn’t really know what that all meant. I just thought it was something sexy you say. Pleasing others is also a goal of mine but I was a bit uncomfortable in the dominant role because outside of the bedroom I want people to like me and telling others what to do feels like a sure way to create tension.

Chelsea is the first person I’ve been with who truly wanted to be subservient to my needs, and I slowly became comfortable in the role of telling her what to do. I had to work through some deep-seated shame of just expressing my sexual desires. Growing up we didn’t talk about those things and my girlfriend and I would never. But when a woman has your dick in her mouth you kind of get through that hang up quickly. She looked me in the eyes while she licked me and asked what I wanted to do.

Without thinking I knew I just needed to be inside her again.

“Get on your knees,” I told her. “I want you from behind.”

She beamed at me.

I was urgent with my movements. She started to move but I grabbed her hips and whipped her around. I couldn’t think about much else other than feeling her ass slide around my cock. I pushed quickly up to the base and let it sit there for a second as she got comfortable with me.

Her small moan as I took control was all I needed to hear, and I started pumping hard, my hands firmly gripping her hips. Even though I had just orgasmed multiple times I felt ready to blow pretty quick.

“You better cum in me,” she said, looking back at me.

In response to an urge I’ve never had before, I pushed into her again and then used a hand to force her head into the bed. I moved my hand to the base of her neck to control her and keep her pinned down. She squirmed a bit and pushed back onto me. She clearly loved the newfound aggressiveness.

“I’ll cum wherever I want,” I whispered in her ear as I tightened my grip around her.

She whined softly and tried to wrap her legs around mine to lock me into her. She had made it very evident what she wanted.

In response I pulled out and told her not to move or I wouldn’t do what she asked. She stayed perfectly still, and her face down, ass up position was incredibly sexy. I started kissing her ass and slowly started working my way down. I let my tongue linger along her asshole and she quivered as it flicked briefly along the rim. She impatiently shook her legs and pushed her butt into my face. I slid further down until I was eating her pussy from behind. I wanted another orgasm before I fulfilled her wish.

Chelsea started to look back at me and I firmly told her to keep her head down.

“Bite the sheets and scream, slut.”

In pretty quick succession her orgasm built. She moaned and panted into the bedsheets, the sound muffled a bit, and I found that even more alluring. Chelsea fully succumbed to her rising climax after I slipped a finger around and in her asshole. I’d never felt anything grip my finger so tight before, and it was extremely erotic to feel her clench around my index finger as she came.

Without a moment to let her come up for air I got back onto my knees and slipped myself back into her now very slick pussy. Her orgasm was still coming in waves and she let out a guttural moan into the bed. I pushed her legs a bit to get into a prone position, my full weight on top of her as I pumped away.

Prone might be my favorite position. The intimacy it creates and the dominant position add up to this electrifying combination that stimulates so many parts of you. The way Chelsea’s ass pushed against my hips and the way I was able to snake an arm under her throat while breathing into her ear made me feel really powerful.

“Cum in me,” she whined again.

I tightened my arm around her neck and grunted as I picked up speed.

I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I fully clamped down on her throat and exploded inside of her. I nibbled at her ear a bit longer as I came down from the orgasm. I stayed inside of her, my full weight on top of her.

“Was that OK?” I asked, some of my senses returning. I was worried the choking had gone too far.

“Are you fucking kidding me? That was amazing.”

Slowly, I worked myself out of her, a bit disappointed I couldn’t just fuck her forever. I had so much pent up desire, I never wanted to stop. I was too drained to do more, though. I sunk into her bed, needing sleep. I couldn’t even be bothered to put on clothes or wipe myself up. Chelsea, seeing me get comfortable, took the moment to quickly clean herself before wiggling next to me. Her head was propped on my shoulder and my left arm gently cupped her ass as we grew quiet. She toyed a bit with the tip of my penis, a coy smile on her face.

It was hours later when I woke up to discover she had turned off the lights and pulled a comforter over us, but she had returned to her spot in the crook of my arm. She was softly breathing, and when I stirred she woke up. Without a word she smiled and moved between my legs to get me hard again.