This is a text chain between me and my girlfriend. I've lightly edited it to remove names, smooth out contextual references, etc but the story and her responses are unedited.
The following provides a bit of context and depth, but can be ski ahead to the asterisks if that's not what you're into: I had just relocated to a new job, so this occurred on the tail end of two months of us not seeing each other right before she moved up. She's the sweetest girl you'll ever meet, always a happy, kindly smile for you no matter who you are. She also likes when I cum in her and has a fetish for being fucked like she's a slut, and I was the first person with whom she allowed herself to explore this. She only dated one other guy for several years, and I've read between the lines that he was nice but not particularly well endowed or creative. We've always had over-the-top good physical chemistry. We fucked on the first date, and well. I've never had a girl that wet before I even penetrated her before. It was fireworks. Following a vibe on which I thought I was picking up, I started exaggerating my ragged breathing as I got close. I repositioned to where my dick stayed very deep and I couldn't easily pull out. I started letting my strokes get wild and irregular like I was losing control. Far from tensing up, her moaning pitched higher. A lot higher. At that point I knew what she wanted, and it was too much for me. I buried my dick deep and came in her pussy. She came too, clutching me tightly to her with her arms and legs.
She wrapped shaky arms around me afterwards and fell asleep almost immediately. The next morning, she was freaking out about fucking her second guy on the first date, but I already knew I wanted to lock that shit down. I went full 'boyfriend' mode on her, touching and holding, affectionate whispers, the works. It was over-the-top but heavily appreciated and not lost on her. I remember the way she looked at me. She'd just spent the night getting fucked like a slut, and now here I was, again treating her like a lady. It was like an alcoholic sipping her first beer. I kept it chaste until after breakfast, when I joined her midway through her shower and fucked her soapy body.
To this day, I can just call her my little slut and she'll get wet.
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All of the following comes straight from text bubbles on our phones
.....No I *wake up* at five. I go in at 6:45.
Her: I cannot imagine
That's not that crazy. I naturally wake up around 7/8.
Her: I need to get into that habit
You'll have to if you like the way I tell you good morning.
Her: Hahaha very true. And I like that so I'll just train myself
Oh yeah?
Her: Haha yes
Mmm me too. You've usually spent a good 45 minutes or so grinding your bare ass on me in your sleep before your little eyes flutter open. And your skin is so soft...it's sinful.
Her: You're literally so suave with the words.
I've never been with anyone who had skin as soft and silky as yours. You know how handsy I am with you when we're alone. That's not usually me.
Especially the skin I reach after I kiss my way down your chest, between your breasts, and after my tongue runs over your little bellybutton.
Her: Ughhh I wish I was there
I'm so turned on just thinking about this. I skip over your hot, wet pussy. Your hand goes down to direct me but I push you back in the bed roughly, and pin your hands over your head while my face hovers inches from yours, staring wildly down into your eyes so you know not to move. This time my lips start at your feet and ankles and work their agonizing way up your calves. You can tell from my possessive mannerisms, this isn't for your benefit. This is about me reveling in every sight, feel, and taste of every inch of your body. After minutes of your fighting the desire to squirm, My lips cross your knees and inch up your thighs. Your pussy is wet and ready when I hover my face over you and bask in the heat coming from your inflamed center. You seem nervous for a moment to have me staring at you until you feel my hard cock twitch against your leg. Your pussy twitches absently back, and in a momentary swell of exhibitionism, you wiggle your hips enticingly before my flushed face and without hesitation, I press my lips to yours and run my tongue up your center in a long, luxurious stroke.
Her: Ughhhhhh you make this so difficult