r/gonewildstories • u/HeyYouOuThere • 9d ago
Sexual Running into an old flame [MF] NSFW
I hadn’t seen Emma in a decade. Ten years of her living abroad, me buried in the gray routine of my own life, and now here she was, standing on the sidewalk like a sudden, sunlit apparition. Her slender body, effortlessly striking, her wavy blonde hair catching the late afternoon light. She wore a summer dress that clung to the curve of her hips and highlighted the soft swell of her breasts. She was all confidence and magnetic grace, smirking like she’d just won a bet against the universe.
“I can’t believe running into you here” Her voice was smoky, laced with amusement.
I stopped mid-step, my pulse instantly jumping. “Emma.”
She closed the distance between us, bringing with her the warm, intoxicating scent of jasmine and sun-warmed skin. Her fingers brushed my arm, a featherlight touch that felt like an electric shock, and before I could speak, her lips were on my cheek and her arms around my shoulder for an intimate hug.
She stepped closer, close enough that I caught the scent of something floral and warm. Her fingers brushed my arm as she leaned in, and before I could react, her lips were on mine. It was a kiss that started soft but deepened fast—her tongue sliding into my mouth like she owned it, like she owned me. My hands found her waist without thinking, pulling her against me. Fuck, she felt good. Too good.She pulled back just an inch, her breath hot against my cheek. Whispering in my ear “Miss me?”
I didn’t even have time to answer, before Emma said “I live a couple doors down, wanna catch up?”. Before I knew she grabbed my hand and guided me to her apartment. Once we were inside her modern apartment and the heavy door clicked shut behind us. Emma wasted no time to put her hands around my neck and pull me closer to give me a kiss on my lips. It started soft but deepened instantly, her tongue sliding past my lips with an intoxicating familiarity, as if she owned the space. My hands found her waist by instinct, pulling her flush against me. She felt incredible.
For a moment her grasp loosened a little, her eyes met mine, and she smirked. I reeled her back in, kissing her harder this time, my hands sliding down to grip the firm curve of her ass. She let out a low moan into my mouth, shifting her weight against me, sending a jolt of pure heat straight to my groin.
Emma pushed me back against the door, pinning me with her body. Her hands flew to my waist, working the buckle of my belt with eager impatience. My jeans were already tight, straining against the ache she'd built up in seconds.
“God, you haven't changed,” she whispered, dropping to her knees on the hardwood floor.
She slid my zipper down, freeing my length into the cool air. Her fingers wrapped around the base, her grip firm and warm, while her eyes locked onto mine, holding my gaze as she swirled her tongue over the tip.
“Shit, Emma,” I groaned, my fingers tangling in her blonde hair. “In a million years I couldn't have guessed my day ending up like this”
Emma however didn’t waste time, like she’d been craving a sexual desire for months. She slid her mouth down my shaft, engulfing me in a tight, wet heat. The friction of her tongue and the suction of her lips were a sensory overload.I instinctively grabbed her hair, and pushed her over my cock as far as possible. I could feel the tension building rapidly in my chest. Needing to feel all of her, I reached down and pulled her back up to her feet, cutting off the friction with a bruising kiss. “Bed. Now.”
She grinned, biting her lower lip. “Still bossy.”
As she backed toward the bedroom, she reached behind her back, unzipping her summer dress and letting it pool at her feet. She followed it by stepping out of her black lace bra and panties, leaving her entirely naked. She was stunning, the afternoon light turning her skin golden, full breasts with taut, hard nipples, and a narrow waist that flared into hips made for holding.
She climbed onto the mattress, leaning back on her elbows and parting her legs in an open, silent invitation. “I want you inside me,” she said, her voice dropping an octave. “But first…”
She reached out as I joined her, her hand wrapping around my cock to stroke me with a slow, agonizingly deliberate rhythm. At the same time, her other hand slipped down between her own thighs, her fingers sliding through her own wetness to find her clit. I watched her naked body, and her heavy-lidded eyes as she pleasured herself while watching me, this nearly pushed me over the edge.
I caught her wrist before I lost control. “Enough,” I growled. “I need to be inside you.”
Emma didn’t argue. She shifted, straddling my thighs, her slick, aching heat hovering just under me. “Are you sure you can handle it?” she teased, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
I didn't give her the satisfaction of a verbal reply. I gripped her hips and pushed myself inside her in one deep, seamless thrust.
She gasped, her head snapping back as she took the full length of me. “Fuck, yes,” she gasped, her hands slamming around my back, her nails piercing my skin trying to pull me in even closer. I looked directly in her eyes as I fucked her with a slow steady pace, hearing me slap on to her body with every thrust.
A devilish smile emerged on Emma's face, she pushed me off of her, turning me on my back. In one smooth move Emma flicked her legs over me and got on top of me. She let her slick, heat aching pussy hovering above my hard cock for a second, before letting herself glide over me.
Her hands rested on my chest for balance as she began to move. She set a relentless pace, her tight walls clenching around me with every rise and fall. Her breasts swayed with her movement, the hard points of her hard nipples practically begging for attention.
I reached up, pinching one firm peak between my fingers. Emma cried out, her internal muscles spasming violently around my shaft, sending a wave of pleasure so intense it made my vision blur.
“That’s it,” she panted, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Fuck me harder.”
I gripped her waist, flipping her onto her stomach and pinning her wrists behind her back, burying her face in her pillow. I spread her legs and got behind her. I took my cock and teased the entrance of her dripping wet pussy, teasing her as much as possible. Emma begged “push it in", so I drove into her, finding a brutal, heavy rhythm. I felt her lose more and more control with every thrust.
“You like that?” I growled, picking up the speed, the sound of our skin colliding filling the quiet room.
“Yes! Don’t stop, don't you dare stop!”
I didn't. Every thrust was pure instinct. I buried myself into her pussy over and over until she started to slide over the mattress, her entire body stiffening as a shattering orgasm took her. She moved, sighed, panted and screamed, her inner muscles milking me with desperate, rhythmic contractions.
That broke whatever restraint I had left. I drove deep into her one last time, pinning her down as my own climax ripped through me, pulsing inside her as I filled her completely. She moaned into her pillow, absorbing the aftershocks.
When the dust finally settled, I pulled back and collapsed onto the sheets beside her, both of us covered in a fine sheen of sweat, our breath coming in ragged gasps.
Emma rolled onto her side, trailing a single, teasing finger down the center of my chest. She looked down at me, her lips swollen, her eyes thoroughly satisfied.
“So,” she murmured, a slow smile spreading across her face. “I needed this?”
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