Who gave you the best fuck of your life?

If not the best, certainly close and definitely the most memorable was the first time my wife and I were together.

It had been months in the making before it finally happened for a variety of reasons I won't go into. The flirting had gone on for some time when we would run across each other and the physical attraction was absolutely intense on both sides. I was in college still and had offered her an open invitation to come down any time to hang out, go to a game, hit some bars, whatever else, which was about a three-hour drive for her. She said she'd love to take me up on it, but I didn't hear from her for awhile, so figured it was not to be.

Then I get a call one afternoon some six or seven months after we first met and started flirting and she asked if it was still open and that she'd like to come down in a couple of days and spend a long weekend. It was a total surprise. Hell yes was my answer of course. So I cleared whatever I had on the schedule and had two days of inpatient anticipation as if the months prior hadn't already been enough.

There's so much that's still burned into my memory from that first night and the rest of the weekend:

-The nice dinner we had at an upscale restaurant not long after she arrived and the look in her gorgeous eyes as we chatted, flirted, and got to know each other better.

-The first kiss we shared on the front porch of my apartment just as we were leaving for dinner. It started out soft and innocent at first, but quickly turned into a full-on deep, wet, open mouth French kiss that lasted for a minute or more, just letting each other know how what we were both feeling.

-Seeing her sensual nude body bit by bit for the first time as I slowly undressed her once back from dinner.

-Once getting her jeans off and exploring her body, noticing that the sexy pink satin thong she was wearing was completely soaked through.

-Her delicious taste and the sounds she made and how her body tensed up and shook the first time I brought her to orgasm with my tongue.

-Her visible and audible response the very first time I slowly entered her......among many other things.

I can't even say how many times we fucked. The first night, we literally went at it for some four or five hours straight with very few breaks. And the next two days were more of the same. I think we left the apartment maybe twice after that night to get something to eat, get a drink, or run by the store for something. The sex was off the charts and ranged from slow and tantric to soft and sensual to primal, animalistic, loud, bed slat busting rough sex. We were both pretty spent, but on cloud nine when she had to leave and both had a pretty good idea where we were headed.

We still both laugh about the aftermath we both felt physically, how sore she was in the few days after and how sore my cock and tongue were from working double time several days in a row, but in that good way.

It was an awesome and memorable experience and everyone should get to experience something like it with a special lover.
 
If not the best, certainly close and definitely the most memorable was the first time my wife and I were together.

It had been months in the making before it finally happened for a variety of reasons I won't go into. The flirting had gone on for some time when we would run across each other and the physical attraction was absolutely intense on both sides. I was in college still and had offered her an open invitation to come down any time to hang out, go to a game, hit some bars, whatever else, which was about a three-hour drive for her. She said she'd love to take me up on it, but I didn't hear from her for awhile, so figured it was not to be.

Then I get a call one afternoon some six or seven months after we first met and started flirting and she asked if it was still open and that she'd like to come down in a couple of days and spend a long weekend. It was a total surprise. Hell yes was my answer of course. So I cleared whatever I had on the schedule and had two days of inpatient anticipation as if the months prior hadn't already been enough.

There's so much that's still burned into my memory from that first night and the rest of the weekend:

-The nice dinner we had at an upscale restaurant not long after she arrived and the look in her gorgeous eyes as we chatted, flirted, and got to know each other better.

-The first kiss we shared on the front porch of my apartment just as we were leaving for dinner. It started out soft and innocent at first, but quickly turned into a full-on deep, wet, open mouth French kiss that lasted for a minute or more, just letting each other know how what we were both feeling.

-Seeing her sensual nude body bit by bit for the first time as I slowly undressed her once back from dinner.

-Once getting her jeans off and exploring her body, noticing that the sexy pink satin thong she was wearing was completely soaked through.

-Her delicious taste and the sounds she made and how her body tensed up and shook the first time I brought her to orgasm with my tongue.

-Her visible and audible response the very first time I slowly entered her......among many other things.

I can't even say how many times we fucked. The first night, we literally went at it for some four or five hours straight with very few breaks. And the next two days were more of the same. I think we left the apartment maybe twice after that night to get something to eat, get a drink, or run by the store for something. The sex was off the charts and ranged from slow and tantric to soft and sensual to primal, animalistic, loud, bed slat busting rough sex. We were both pretty spent, but on cloud nine when she had to leave and both had a pretty good idea where we were headed.

We still both laugh about the aftermath we both felt physically, how sore she was in the few days after and how sore my cock and tongue were from working double time several days in a row, but in that good way.

It was an awesome and memorable experience and everyone should get to experience something like it with a special lover.
Outstanding story, thanks for sharing!
 
My roommates girlfriends roomate....Got so relaxed we all F###ed in the family room watchin' each other...Never did switch, but it had all the great stuff....Visual...Sound....Smell....Climaxes....Afterglow....Creampie munchin'....Was fun..!!!
 
My wife is the only one I’ve ever had sex with. So she’s the one.

As for Mrs. Screwher, I think it might actually be a toss up between myself and one of her current boyfriends. He’s apparently quite hung and they have fantastic sex!
 
And I mean anyone? Was it a one night stand? Was it wife or husband? Was it someone you are related to? Was it with someone you were dating? Was it your whoever’s mother?

You get the idea. This is for woman and men.

Details are appreciated but not expected.
It was my first time and it was with someone who loved and adored me almost as much as I loved him,
 
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