Straight Female / 28
Story is from a couple of years ago
At the time I was not living in my home town and was trying this run at a job for a year. I had new friends, but still a long distance boyfriend who I had been with for two years. He had a band, a 1970's "Dad moustache" and basically had his focus back in our home state. We talked every day and made it work, at least for the first four months. But it was lonely being far away and you meet people. I go to the gym all the time (I have always been into sports and athletic and wanted to keep trim) and met a lot of girlfriend's through that. Eventually I had a good circle of friends I would hang out with regularly and my skype time with my boyfriend was still there but had changed. He got a bit more jealous a bit more wanting us to skype like it was a chore, when we had nothing to talk about, it was not a good change.
Of course this made me want to stay out more: more drinking, clubbing, partying, w.e In my group of friends (not going to use names) there was a particular couple I was close to. I would crash at their house all the time when we went dancing, we would all dance together, and it was never flirty. But as days went by sometimes I found myself making playful kisses with the girlfriend when at a bar, and more than once putting my hand on the guy's leg as a joke. When I knew I was in trouble was when I did this one time at a bar, and he looked into my eyes. Right there, some heat existed. He put his arm around my waist and slid me on the seat over to him and I was just quiet. Funny thing is I do not think he actually meant anything by it.
So one night we are at their place, we had all been dancing and drinking, and I ask if I can sleep in the bed "just to cuddle," because it's winter and their couch was cold. She checked with him and he said, "well u know their is a dress code." He went on to say how anyone in the bed had to wear booty shorts and then just smiled at both of us and said "so you girls decide." Then he went into the bedroom. I looked at my friend and she was way more fucked up then me. She agreed and then said, putting her hand on my hand, "let's give him a treat." I sat in stunned silence as she said she had sucked his cock with girls before but that no matter what I could not fuck him. As she said this at times her eyes were half closed. Pretty big moment for me to sort through my own stuff. I thought about my guy, I thought about my friendships, but I also knew this probably wouldn't come up again.
In front of him we took off our pants, kissed, and slid into tight shorts. He pulled us each close against his chest (quite a very muscled guy btw) and kissed her, then me. My face went so hot I felt like I was in high school. Weeks ago I would never have ever thought of him like this. He made me put my legs over him, facing him, and I slid on his lap. Then he kissed me while squeezing my ass as his girlfriend got a pillow. I felt a bit guilty, but we were kissing in these small little, almost polite kisses, and I just was in it.
He stood over us, us each on a pillow and took his cock out. She had never told me he had a thick cock. For me, not that I have seen a million, but this was the biggest cock I'd ever seen. A part of me wondered how I would suck it and I even was kind of worried I would not be able to. But I followed her lead. She would suck the head, then slowly down halfway and look up at him. I sucked his balls, waiting my turn. We kisses and kissed the sides of it together. I went to suck the top and jerk it. I was then told "no hands" by his girlfriend. I now knew for sure they had done this before. She wasn't banging herself, but she was moving herself back and forth on the pillow as I sucked, touching my arm, etc. I was able to get half of it down into my mouth, look up at him and just stare in his eyes. But I couldn't do that for long.
"Too big?" he asked. His girlfriend laughed, "watch this!" She sucked him slow but steady for a minute. I was worried he would cum and that would be that (I wanted to savor this). Instead, she went down as far as she could, almost all the way to his stomach, and something else happened. She pulled off. She covered her mouth. And in a moment from sexy to crazy she ran away.
He went to check on her and (you might guess it) she was puking in the bathroom. We waited a few minutes, me still on my pillow, facing the door, and him playing with my hair. Then he looped my hair around his fingers and pulled my face around. His cock slid into my mouth and I did not protest. I sucked only the top 3". He whispered for me to touch myself and I did. My pussy was so wet I felt embarassed. As I moved my head up and down he whispered, "do you like big dick?" and I moaned. My whole body was alive, but-when he lifted me onto the bed, I did feel guilty enough to say, "are you sure?" She had told me not to fuck him and honestly I was not ready to ruin that friendship.
But I gave in. I fucked up. I had already hit the point of no return. I let him take off my shorts and I let him slide it in. We never got in more than halfway in, one of his hands on my ass as he pushed. I felt so full and, when I tightened my pussy, I was in heaven. He put his finger in my mouth and I closed my eyes and sucked like a whore. I bucked my body against his slowly, moaning but trying not to. We were only a couple of minutes in when I already felt a growing push. He knew because he stopped moving. I put my hand on my clit and he put his mouth near my ear. He told me to say fucking naughty things like: I want it. He'd say "say please" and I'd say it right away, I woudl have said anything, "please what?" "please give me that cock" I said his name over and over. Then I had one of the hardest orgasms of my life. He barely moved as I came. As it slowed I kissed him, tingling all over.
We tried to have me ride him after that but, I was way too sore already. I hadn't been fucked for months and my pussy was too tight.
When I woke up in the morning his girlfriend and him were already up. She never brought it up with me that I fucked him and I don't live there anymore (moved back home less than a month later). Sometimes I still think about that night...and I wish I had forced myself to take his whole cock, I wish I had forced myself down riding him. He did not even cum and I just wish I had one more night to be a slut for him, for no one to find out, and for him to use me.
At the time I was not living in my home town and was trying this run at a job for a year. I had new friends, but still a long distance boyfriend who I had been with for two years. He had a band, a 1970's "Dad moustache" and basically had his focus back in our home state. We talked every day and made it work, at least for the first four months. But it was lonely being far away and you meet people. I go to the gym all the time (I have always been into sports and athletic and wanted to keep trim) and met a lot of girlfriend's through that. Eventually I had a good circle of friends I would hang out with regularly and my skype time with my boyfriend was still there but had changed. He got a bit more jealous a bit more wanting us to skype like it was a chore, when we had nothing to talk about, it was not a good change.
Of course this made me want to stay out more: more drinking, clubbing, partying, w.e In my group of friends (not going to use names) there was a particular couple I was close to. I would crash at their house all the time when we went dancing, we would all dance together, and it was never flirty. But as days went by sometimes I found myself making playful kisses with the girlfriend when at a bar, and more than once putting my hand on the guy's leg as a joke. When I knew I was in trouble was when I did this one time at a bar, and he looked into my eyes. Right there, some heat existed. He put his arm around my waist and slid me on the seat over to him and I was just quiet. Funny thing is I do not think he actually meant anything by it.
So one night we are at their place, we had all been dancing and drinking, and I ask if I can sleep in the bed "just to cuddle," because it's winter and their couch was cold. She checked with him and he said, "well u know their is a dress code." He went on to say how anyone in the bed had to wear booty shorts and then just smiled at both of us and said "so you girls decide." Then he went into the bedroom. I looked at my friend and she was way more fucked up then me. She agreed and then said, putting her hand on my hand, "let's give him a treat." I sat in stunned silence as she said she had sucked his cock with girls before but that no matter what I could not fuck him. As she said this at times her eyes were half closed. Pretty big moment for me to sort through my own stuff. I thought about my guy, I thought about my friendships, but I also knew this probably wouldn't come up again.
In front of him we took off our pants, kissed, and slid into tight shorts. He pulled us each close against his chest (quite a very muscled guy btw) and kissed her, then me. My face went so hot I felt like I was in high school. Weeks ago I would never have ever thought of him like this. He made me put my legs over him, facing him, and I slid on his lap. Then he kissed me while squeezing my ass as his girlfriend got a pillow. I felt a bit guilty, but we were kissing in these small little, almost polite kisses, and I just was in it.
He stood over us, us each on a pillow and took his cock out. She had never told me he had a thick cock. For me, not that I have seen a million, but this was the biggest cock I'd ever seen. A part of me wondered how I would suck it and I even was kind of worried I would not be able to. But I followed her lead. She would suck the head, then slowly down halfway and look up at him. I sucked his balls, waiting my turn. We kisses and kissed the sides of it together. I went to suck the top and jerk it. I was then told "no hands" by his girlfriend. I now knew for sure they had done this before. She wasn't banging herself, but she was moving herself back and forth on the pillow as I sucked, touching my arm, etc. I was able to get half of it down into my mouth, look up at him and just stare in his eyes. But I couldn't do that for long.
"Too big?" he asked. His girlfriend laughed, "watch this!" She sucked him slow but steady for a minute. I was worried he would cum and that would be that (I wanted to savor this). Instead, she went down as far as she could, almost all the way to his stomach, and something else happened. She pulled off. She covered her mouth. And in a moment from sexy to crazy she ran away.
He went to check on her and (you might guess it) she was puking in the bathroom. We waited a few minutes, me still on my pillow, facing the door, and him playing with my hair. Then he looped my hair around his fingers and pulled my face around. His cock slid into my mouth and I did not protest. I sucked only the top 3". He whispered for me to touch myself and I did. My pussy was so wet I felt embarassed. As I moved my head up and down he whispered, "do you like big dick?" and I moaned. My whole body was alive, but-when he lifted me onto the bed, I did feel guilty enough to say, "are you sure?" She had told me not to fuck him and honestly I was not ready to ruin that friendship.
But I gave in. I fucked up. I had already hit the point of no return. I let him take off my shorts and I let him slide it in. We never got in more than halfway in, one of his hands on my ass as he pushed. I felt so full and, when I tightened my pussy, I was in heaven. He put his finger in my mouth and I closed my eyes and sucked like a whore. I bucked my body against his slowly, moaning but trying not to. We were only a couple of minutes in when I already felt a growing push. He knew because he stopped moving. I put my hand on my clit and he put his mouth near my ear. He told me to say fucking naughty things like: I want it. He'd say "say please" and I'd say it right away, I woudl have said anything, "please what?" "please give me that cock" I said his name over and over. Then I had one of the hardest orgasms of my life. He barely moved as I came. As it slowed I kissed him, tingling all over.
We tried to have me ride him after that but, I was way too sore already. I hadn't been fucked for months and my pussy was too tight.
When I woke up in the morning his girlfriend and him were already up. She never brought it up with me that I fucked him and I don't live there anymore (moved back home less than a month later). Sometimes I still think about that night...and I wish I had forced myself to take his whole cock, I wish I had forced myself down riding him. He did not even cum and I just wish I had one more night to be a slut for him, for no one to find out, and for him to use me.
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