I’ve always been a bit promiscuous. Ever since I first discovered sex when I was 15 years old, I just wanted it. Over and over and over again. The feeling of a guy inside me, expanding me, splitting me open, fuck, I don’t even have to cum, that alone feels just fine. But cumming, my god. The best is an eye rolling orgasm. When a guy fucks me so hard that my eyes just roll into the back of my head and my body loses all control. It’s fair to say, I FUCKING LOVE SEX.
Even more than sex, I like fucking men that are taken. It’s just so naughty, so taboo, and the feeling I get….that I satisfy them better than their wife or girlfriend, it’s just amazing. I am not trying to steal their man when I do this, not at all, I just want to have fun with him. And for him to have fun with me. The more taboo, the better. The riskier, the better. When the stakes are raised, everything becomes hotter.
My best friend Amy introduced me to her boyfriend not too long ago. I haven’t fucked him, not yet. But I want to. And I will. Amy is hot. Her tits are bigger than mine, she’s a little freaky in bed, so bedding her boyfriend may be somewhat difficult. But I have a plan. The problem is, I kind of want Amy too. I’ve never went all the way with a girl. Oh, I’ve done things. My first real kiss was with a girl. I was 14 and she was 15. Her name was Amanda. We did more than kiss. She stayed the night at my house one night, a normal teenage sleepover. I remember it oh so well. She was wearing blue cotton panties and a University of Texas tee shirt. Her boobs were more developed than mine, although for 14, I had an okay rack. We began talking about kissing boys and I said that I had never. One thing led to another, and we kissed. That kiss turned into a makeout session. The makeout session commenced with my top off and her lips around my nipples. Fuck it felt amazing. Second base was as far as we both got. That night at least.
In college I fooled around with girls, but nothing more than second base. Except once at a party, I was a bit tipsy, and let a girl finger me while we made out in front of everyone. I must say, that was quite hot.
Back to Amy. And her boyfriend, Chris. I may have to talk them into a threesome to get Chris inside me. I’ve imagined it plenty. Sometimes, he is fucking me from behind, hard. His hands are on my hips, thrusting into me over and over again, using me like a little fuck doll, his little fuck doll. He tells me how much better I am than his girlfriend, and that sends me over the edge. Other times, I am on my knees, sucking him. I take his perfectly shaped member into my mouth and move my head back and forth. He places his hands on my head and pushes himself farther into my mouth. Soon he is fucking my face. I gag, just a little, as he fills my mouth with his hot cum. I swallow, because Amy won’t, and he loves it. Other times, when I just want to relax and daydream, we are making sweet sweet love. He goes down on me, savoring every inch of my body, using his tongue with care and grace. Kissing my lips, my neck, my breasts, and farther down. After he teases my clit and gets me soaking wet, I climb on top of him and ride. He splits me open, slowly, as I slide down onto him. He tells me how much sexier I am than Amy, how much better I taste, how much better I am at everything, and I cum almost instantly.
Last weekend was Chris’s birthday and they had a pool party at their house. Did I have the courage to take him on his birthday? Did I sneak him away from Amy long enough to let him fuck me? Or did I stay until the end and orchestrate a threesome? Did I get Amy’s top off and let Chris watch us make out? Did that turn him (and her) on enough to go all the way? If you want to know, click here for the rest! It’s hot, I promise!