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The Night Sam ruined me! Part 1 This was new territory for me (41F), every inch of it thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. But I wanted this, I needed this. My separation had stripped away the layers of inhibition I'd carried for years, revealing a hunger I hadn’t known existed. And now, with Sam (38M) I was diving headfirst into that desire and not really having any clue on what earth shattering sex was about to do to me.
It wasn’t always like this. 10 months ago, I was married to a man who had no idea how to satisfy me, physically or emotionally. Our relationship had become a routine, a constant state of settling for less than what I deserved and tolerating more than anyone should. It was only after the he moved out that I realised how much I’d been holding back, how much I’d denied myself and lost myself. The freedom was intoxicating, and with it came an awakening—a hunger to explore the depths of my sexuality and who I was as a woman in a world that was different than 22 years ago.
That’s when I met Sam. We’d crossed paths through Bumble. I had just signed up after a friend suggested I try there instead of all the other apps that featured uninteresting males who had no idea how to hold a conversation, zero spark meet ups and ghosting. He was younger, yes, but there was an intensity to him that drew me in. Our conversations started innocently enough—light banter, shared interests, and a mutual appreciation for good coffee. But as the chats went on, the undercurrent of attraction I had became impossible to ignore. He excited me mentally and I can now admit, sexually. We agreed to a no pressure meet up - but I had no idea my world was about to be turned upside down and sideways. When I first laid eyes on him, every fear I had running through my head melted away. He had the most beautiful smile and mesmerising soft blue eyes.
From that first kiss, there was no looking back. Our encounter was growing more intense. Sam was unlike anyone I’d ever been with before. He knew how to push my boundaries, to make me feel things I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling. And tonight, he was taking me to places I’d never imagined. Driving with him down the bumpy back roads, I let out a shaky breath as his fingers traced the curve of my thigh, moving higher with each pass until they brushed against my entrance. I was ready to explode and he didn’t even put them inside my wet pussy yet. This was going to be a long night. I bit my lip, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through me.
Like he heard the pleas in my head, He rewarded my plea with a slow, deliberate thrust of his fingers, stretching me open in the most delicious way. His thumb brushing over my clit in a way that made me tremble.
It took all my might to not just reach over and take him right there and then, instead I pulled his cock out from his pants and started to take it into my mouth. The sweet taste of his soft head running across my lips and tongue - better than anything I’ve ever tasted. It was apparent right there and then that this desire I felt was going to be addictive.
Finding a more quiet spot to pull over a fuck could not have come soon enough…I was ready to feel him inside me and I didn’t care who saw. Every inch, every bit of him deep inside me.
I whimpered in anticipation as he pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching my tight entrance. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of pain and pleasure that made my mind reel. "Fuck, you’re so tight," he groaned, his forehead resting against mine as he began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, his dominance driving me wild. "Harder," I begged, my nails digging into his shoulders. "Please, harder."
As the waves of pleasure crashed over me, Sam reached down and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back so that I was forced to feel under this order. I had no idea just how hot and sexy that would make me feel - to be lead with such dominance, but safe enough to enjoy it. The excitement and adrenaline of cars passing by kept me going, wanting more of this man right there. We went to the back seat of my new car, yet to experience this little sexscapade. With the small features of a Corolla it was quite hard to ride this 6ft giant man like I wanted. Back to the bonnet of my car, he bent me over, leaving nothing but the windshield wipers and the edging of the bonnet to grip to. My legs were shaking at the pure ecstasy I felt. His hard cock fucking me so hard, my fingers gripping for dear life and my tits pressed firmly against the bonnet. As he was about to come, I spun around hoping to grab a taste of his juice - I remind him that it was a waste to let that go and I was thirsty. Jumping back in the car, and stopping to replenish our energy, we made our way trailing the coastline looking for the next place we could just enjoy each others company. We talked like two normal people who hadn’t just fucked on the side of a country road. Listening to him talk about his passions, his dreams was incredibly inspiring and something about the way his deep voice rumbled out of his mouth was so sexy. What a man!
After some teasing whilst driving, and being interrupted by a half wit van driver In what should have been n excluded spot, we found an undercover outdoor picnic table by the beach. It had always been a fantasy of mine to have outdoor sex, with the risk of being seen driving my desire even more. With the ocean sounds as a backdrop of calming music. The weather had other ideas though. The rain was falling hard and wind blowing sideways. We started making out as he pushed me against the table - I was shivering from a mixture of the cold rainy air hitting my hard nipples, and the thought of feeling him inside me again. If I knew anything in that moment, it was that I was about to be fucked so much harder then before. There was something so incredibly hot with the way his soft hands grabbed my hair pulled, or feeling his soft tender fingers around my throat as I moaned into his hand. As he brought me to orgasm after orgasm my mind was blown away at the sheer abilities of this man. It was only 3 nights ago that we started talking for the first time and already my insides were awaken to pleasure I had only read about.
We drive back to our original meeting spot, just past midnight, we part our seperate way with one last kiss.
If after this, I never hear from this man again, he will forever be the man that gave me the most orgasms in one night but also held my hand and kissed me gently just the way I had craved my whole life. A night I will never forget…to be continued
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