Confessions of a Secret Slut (Story 1): Meant To Be Used
After losing my virginity, all I could think of was sex. My body ached every time I thought of how Jay felt inside me. Between his girlfriend and getting ready for the army however, that didn't leave nearly enough time for him to satisfy my needs. Not wanting to push my luck, I took the plunge and got my first vibe. It was small and pink, fitting perfectly in my hand. That night, I turned my music up as loud as I could, stripped naked, turned the lights out, and spread my legs wide. A quick brush of it against my clit took my breath away. The small circles I finally settled on as the best feeling brought me to orgasm within minutes. Hooked, I only waited a bit before trying to cum again. Then again. And again. I took to using it every day I couldn't see Jay, trying to dull the sharp edge of my unmet desire. Of course, it never quite did no matter how many times I came. Luckily, I was about to find the answer to my frustration.
A friend suggested I look on Craigslist for more books to add to my collection. While navigating the front page, I discovered their personals section. Curious, I clicked through the various links until I stumbled on the M4F one. What I discovered was an answer to an unspoken wish. Page after page of men posting their locations, descriptions, and all looking for the same thing. No strings attached sex. Thinking it over, my mind raced at the possibilities. Another man to fuck me and satisfy my needs didn't seem like a bad idea. After gathering my courage, I posted my first ad, just a short one with my age, body type and what I was looking for. The books had been completely forgotten. A near instant flood of responses came through, overwhelming me and filling my inbox. I spent over an hour exchanging pictures, asking questions and trying to make sure they weren't a creep or serial killer (which in hindsight you can never really tell). I was about to give up from the sheer work of it when one message caught my eye.
"You sound naughty which is exactly what I'm looking for. My name's Josh, pictures attached. I would love to use you. Hope to hear back." I hadn't said anything about being used in my ad but it's as though he read my mind. Excitement building, I typed a teasing message back, "I've never been called naughty, trouble is more my style. But with the way you look, you can call me anything." Adding a few pictures, I hit send, then refreshed the screen madly until finally, my email dinged with his response. "I would say you're both judging from those tits and that mouth. How do I get a chance to find out for myself?" Hot, pulsing need swept through me. This was the guy. I could already feel his mouth on me, the sounds he would make as we fucked. Sending my number and a wink, I pulled out my vibe while I waited for him to text me, fantasizing about how he would take me, cumming hard quickly at the mental images.
We ended up talking off and on into the night about general things, Josh revealing he was in the Army, 5 years older than me, and that this was his first time hooking up with someone online. I fed him tidbits about me, even admitting I wasn't very experienced but not to what extent. "So how many people have you been with?" The question made me hesitate. I was afraid him finding out about my near virgin status would scare him away. Finally, I lied, "Only three. Hoping to make it four soon!" This seemed to please him, because he responded with a smiley face and, "I would love to help you out with that. I bet you feel even better then you look." I took the opening and offered to meet up with him the next day to fuck. My boldness paid off, his reply of, "I just happen to free. How does 7 sound? Want me to pick you up?" making me instantly wet. Sending back a simple "Yes!", I threw my phone aside and tried to sleep, the eagerness to see what he offered keeping me up. There was no doubt he was more experienced than Jay, that fact alone keeping me tossing and turning into the early morning hours with vivid fantasies.
After spending all day wet and distracted, 7 finally arrived. Josh drove up in his yellow Camaro, looking wholesome and clean-cut in jeans and a polo shirt, identical to his pictures. I got in nervously, self-conscious about the outfit I'd chosen, the fishnets, black skirt, purple tank with no bra and knee-high boots suddenly feeling out of place. "Damn, you look hot. You always dress like that?" I smiled at his compliment, instantly relaxing. "Yes except for I wear jeans mostly. I wore the skirt today because I thought it would be...helpful." I winked, trying to tease him a bit. My efforts were rewarded with a smile of his own. Maybe this would go well after all. As he drove, we made small talk about the weather, hobbies, whatever would keep an awkward silence from forming. I didn't realize it, but living in the barracks, Josh couldn't exactly take me there to hookup. So when he took the turn for the nearby beach, then pulled into a tiny, private-ish area surrounded by trees and parked, I looked at him, surprised.
Unaware of my confusion, Josh turned the car off, turning to face me as much as he could in the small space. "Is this good?" I nodded, thinking he just meant if I liked the location. The sun was setting and reflecting off of the water, and the closeness of the forest made it feel intimate. Maybe he wanted to get to know me a bit more before we had sex? That is until he murmured, "You said you're 18 right?" I nodded again, lost at what was happening while watching his light brown eyes travel down my body hungrily. "Good. Can't be too careful with strangers." Anxiety suddenly surged through me. Maybe I shouldn't have let him pick me up and bring me to a quiet, remote place. Who knows what he would do to me? Then again....maybe I would enjoy it.
All doubts about why we were here were erased when Josh reached across the seat and wrapped a warm hand around the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. With the other he guided my fingers to his pants, setting them down on the noticeable tent that had already risen. His soft lips moved quickly and expertly against mine, his tongue sliding in my mouth as he deepened the kiss and used my hand to rub the erection I could feel growing over his jeans. Stopping for a moment, he looked me up and down again, before saying, "You're younger than I usually go for, but these-" he took his hand from mine and pulled down the front of my top, exposing my breasts, "really sealed the deal. So fucking big." His fingers found my nipples, rolling the already stiff peaks as he resumed kissing me. After a minute he broke away, clearly ready to move on to more intensive things, but kneading my exposed chest a moment longer before asking, "You said you've been with a few guys, but did you suck their dicks?" I hesitated, thinking for a beat before answering shyly "Yes, all of them."
The silence stretched with him looking at me expectantly until I realized what he wanted. Moving closer, I unzipped his pants, gingerly pulling out his cock and staring. I'd seen plenty of them online but it was only the second one I ever touched. He was a bit thicker than Jay, but about the same length giving me confidence I could take it all. Mentally steeling myself and finding a comfortable position in the seat, I leaned over, grasping the base of his cock firmly. Slow, long licks up and down the shaft were all I could manage until the small sounds of pleasure he made encouraged me to keep going. I closed my eyes and began sliding him slowly in my mouth, pretending I knew exactly what I was doing. He tasted faintly of soap, and underneath sweat from the warm day. Trying to remember all the porn I had watched, I began to suck at a steady pace, never going too deep, pausing now and then to tease the shaft again with the tip of my tongue and catch my breath. A hand threaded through my curls, pushing me down harder each time I came up.
