This is not a part in the series I started of the random erotic couplings of the couple. This is an actual true story, slightly embellished (I was probably a lot more awkward in real life), of how I met a stranger online,
You don't find many 18-year-old virgins. But, alas, I was a semester into community college, still living at my parent's house, and was a virgin. No cock ever came close to me. The most action I got was the boyfriend in my senior year, who was too scared to grab my ass when we were making out. Ironically, he was the one who believed in saving himself until marriage. He was black and, from lowkey grinding on him, had a huge penis. So I did what any introverted, unconfident female would do. I signed up on an online meet up site and ordered a shit ton of toys. I took some pictures, updated my interests (which were a ton), and went fishing. Ideally, I would have loved to find a fuck buddy, to prevent having to find a new hook up every time. After a few (okay, a lot) of duds, a user messaged me. We talked, exchanged pictures and steamy sex scenes, before exchanging phone numbers. He had a long black cock that looked like it would reach my stomach and I never divulged the information that I was, essentially, a virgin. This continued until one night, around midnight, we decided to meet up.
Plans were made for him to drive to my address around midnight/one am, park on the side of my house, as we were in the country and neighbors were few and far in between, and then we would get busyyyy. I intended to be fucked for hours, ending in my pussy squirting all over him after he came in my pussy and ass. Sounded great but plans don't always come true.
Prior to the appointed time, I watched videos of tiny women bouncing on black cocks. I pulled out my vast collection of sex toys, dildos, butt plugs, lube, enema kit, nipple clamps. I left my pussy untouched (I had broken my hymen years earlier), wanted to feel his cock stretch my pussy as he thrusted inside of me, but worked on stretching my asshole. I didn't want my first time, especially with anal, to be slowed down to prep my hole, nor did I want it to be overly painful. I took the time to use my enema kit to thoroughly flush out my ass. My pussy was already dripping wet after the second enema. By the time I was ready to play with my princess butt plug, I could hear my heartbeat throb in my pussy. The torture only continued as I moved up a size plug, and again, until I was pulling and pushing my medium sized plug in and out of my ass. I wanted to feel him stretch my ass, but not have it be painful, so I left the medium plug in my ass and went to get ready.
As an 18-year-old, I wasn't all that confident in my body. I wasn't skinny by any means, but I wasn't fat either. I had large boobs, a bit of a tummy, and wouldn't be picked out of a crowd. I had long auburn hair that I could barely wrap my hands around in a ponytail. I found my shortest skirt, tightest tank top, and proceeded to wait until I got the text stating his arrival.
Once he pulled on the side of my house, the side opposite from my parent's bedroom, I approached the driver's side door of his SUV, swaying my hips back and forth, feeling the skirt brush against the tops of my thighs. Leaning against the open window, "Hey baby, I see you found the right house. I have been waiting so long to feel you deep inside of me." At one point, we had exchanged names, but at that point and still to this day, I have no idea what his name was; making me well and truly feel like a prostitute. In theory this is what happened next:
"Hop into the backseat. I can't wait to fuck your pretty pussy." I opened the back door to his SUV while he climbed over the middle to land atop of me. No awkward tumbles of any kind.
In reality, he may have replied with "Aren't we going inside?" and I might have stuttered something out about my parents. After convincing him that they would not wake up and kill him for fucking their daughter, we awkwardly met in the back of his SUV where I found myself atop his lap, grinding against his slowly hardening shaft.
I pulled his shirt up and over his head, feeling his arms and chest, moaning at the feel of him against my pussy, but still between our clothing. He pulled the straps of my tank top down, freeing my tits to his ministrations. His fingers grasping my nipples, pulling them away from my body one at a time, lapping at them with his tongue. Making them stand strong and glisten after he was done. By this time, my pussy juices were dampening my skirt. His hands moved down to my ass, grabbing each cheek with his fingers brushing against the butt plug that shifted each time, with the intention to control the speed of our grinding. "Take the rest of this off," he ordered me. I whipped the tank top that had fallen to my waist and the skirt up over my head. Noticing that he stripped himself bare at the same time.
I fell back onto his lap, my legs on either side of him, this time his hot pulsating cock against my dripping pussy. Each hump hitting my clit and brushing against my slit. Our hands exploring each other's body but our mouths staying to ourselves. One of his hands reached behind me to push against the plug that still remained in my ass while the other continued to fondle my breasts. His grunting and my needy moaning echoing in the car.
I soon got impatient, wanting his cock in me somehow, and moved off of him. I knelt down on the seats to the side of him, before grasping his cock in my hand. I brought it to my mouth, suckling on the tip, tasting his pre-cum. One of his hands finding the plug, occasionally dipping into my pussy, while the other settled itself in my hair, urging me to continue. I stopped teasing him and took him into my mouth. Or tried to at least as I got a little over half in my mouth. I started bobbing up and down on him, trying to suck his life out through his dick, with my hand that wasn't supporting me stroking the rest of him that I could reach. Spit started escaping the tight seal of my lips, running down his shaft only to be collected into my hand that was stroking him. My moans were muffled by his cock in my throat. I never had that piece of tongue that connects your tongue to the bottom of your mouth, so while his cock was in my throat, I could swish my tongue against the tip that was touching my tonsils.