Hello,
A year ago, I never would have imagined I'd do what I did yesterday. A year ago, I was a sweet and innocent young woman. Sure, I had my deep dark kinks, but I never looked at other guys and I figured the only person I'd ever have sex with in my life would be my longtime boyfriend and high school sweetheart, Sam. He was my first and, I thought, would be my only.
It started with the pictures. Actually, I brought it up. I admitted to J that I liked being looked at and I liked when random guys on campus would flirt with me. I'd NEVER indulge them, I swore, but I still liked getting drooled over. So he bought me lingerie, took some pictures, and started posting them online. I felt guilty at how wet the attention made me. I'd hide how much I loved the nasty messages and comments. Surely he'd be mad that others were going crazy over my body, right...?
Next came the dildos. He bought me a 7" first. It was bigger than him, and at first a bit uncomfortable. But with time I came to love it. Like with the pictures, I tried to downplay how much I liked it, but when he soon bought me a thick, 10" dildo, there was no hiding it anymore. I'd never felt pleasure like that, and soon our "sex" was more often me going crazy with my dildo while he watched than it was actual sex. He must hate me, I thought. What kind of girlfriend prefers a dildo to their boyfriend? Surely he doesn't like this?
But he more than liked it. And not long after, he dropped the bomb: he wanted me to fuck another guy.
I went through the thought process that I imagine most women go through when their SOs ask them to cuck them: Does he not like having sex with me anymore? How could I ever actually do that? WHO would I do?! I'll admit I pushed back rather hard at first. There was no way I could break into a whole new lifestyle. There was no way I could have sex with people I didn't love. As he continued to press, there were more than a few moments where I wanted to hit delete on everything, to scrap the online stuff, throw away the dildos, and go back to our old vanilla sex life. But, by GOD am I glad I didn't.
Eventually I came around. Eventually he helped me see that there was a lot out there that I might be missing, and how excited the idea of me fucking another man got him, and how excited I was deep down inside. And after a few months of careful consideration, Sam finally asked an old high school friend, Kit, to fuck me.
I was BEYOND nervous. I'd known Kit for years, but purely in a "one of my boyfriend's guy friends" kind of way. I was surprised (and flattered, honestly) that he'd agreed, but he did, and the ball was rolling. A time and place were set, details were hashed out, and the day fast approached.
I was in my underwear when Kit entered the room. We awkwardly small-talked a bit, then I made some dumb joke about my racing heartbeat. I took his hand and laid it on my breast. "Can you feel how fast it's beating?" I asked, like some air-headed slut.
I had Kit strip and lay down as I took off my bra and straddled him, sitting right on top of his boxers as we chatted some more about our respective past experience. He played with my bare breasts gently as I rocked back and forth on his cock. I couldn't help but notice how big it was.
I climbed off after a while and pulled his boxers down. After a moment of awe, I started going down. I'd never given a BJ to someone so big before, and to say I didn't struggle a bit would be a lie.
I straddled him once again, then started rubbing my pussy back and forth on his cock. I was dripping wet within an instant. We both moved our hips back and forth, faster and faster, getting hotter and hotter until neither of us could hold back anymore.
The instant he slid it inside me is one I won't soon forget. I knew a real huge cock would feel better than the toys but fuck I was not prepared for just how much better. As I bounced on his cock I simply couldn't contain myself, panting hot and moaning loudly. We fucked cowgirl, missionary, doggy, and back to cowgirl over the next hour and every single second of it was bliss.
Today, I keep thinking back to my experience yesterday, partly because my legs are so sore from bouncing (haha) but partly because of how much fun I had.
And, of course, how much I'm looking forward to the next one.
Secret Sl
