A change in perspective.
Kimmie learns her true self.
Submission is an art.
Afforded only to those who deserve it.
****
'Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck.' Were the only words screaming through my mind. For the entire journey back in the Uber I had my legs crossed as tightly as possible while trying to keep my skirt as low as possible. I was more than aware that my pussy was leaking, both my juices and his cum. Fuck, why did I let him cum inside me?
How was I still so very fucking turned on?
I was anxious, hot and sweaty and had to roll down the rear window. I had to remind myself of the morning after pills that sat in my health bag my parents made for me. The ones my parents never mentioned, the ones I never thought I would never use.
Shit, I let him keep my panties, Why did I let him do that?
I barely noticed that we had arrived at my dorms. "Thanks" I said to the driver and as quickly as I could, I had to get out of the car into the cool summer night air. As I closed the door, I let out a sigh of relief and turned around, just to check if there was anything left behind.
Nothing. The car driver waved and set off. Then I saw it.
A small smear, right where I was sat. My juices, his cum. On the car seat. I put my hand to my mouth as I watched the car drive away into the night.
I scanned my access card and walked as quickly as I could to the stairs to get to my room. I hoped I would be quick enough to avoid the glances of any of my dorm-mates. I reached my room and let out another sigh and I pulled the keys out of my bag, and I cursed out loudly when I dropped them onto the floor. I picked up the keys and opened the door as fast as I could. I looked around and saw Jenny had poked her head out of the shared kitchen. 'Shit, what's she doing awake at four am.' I thought. I waved to her and Jenny returned a knowing smile.
I locked the door and just threw myself on the bed, replaying the last few hours over and over again. I was the good girl, the one that told her friend to make sure they use condoms, don't just go home with random men, all that good stuff... and here I am.
No panties.
Home at four am.
His cum inside me.
I was awash with all sorts of thoughts, nothing really linking together. All I could think about was him right now and what had happened.
Meeting him in that bar, he was older. Had to be in his late thirties, maybe even early forties. I've always had a thing for older men. I had known this from an early age. So much so, I willingly lost my virginity to a man aged thirty-two. I wanted a man who knew what he was doing, not just some quick bang from a boy of the same age. He spent hours with me, loving every part of my body.
Just like tonight.
Richard hadn't been overly attractive, but his confidence and persistence won me over, but what happened next, I never imagined would happen. Yes, I cannot lie, I wanted to get laid tonight, but I was expecting a quick rumble in the sack, cum in a condom and then on the way home.
Not three hours of submission like that.
Not three hours of having his fingers so far inside my pussy I could feel every movement. His cock resting on my tongue, cum sliding down my throat. Being bent over like that and edged, not being allowed to cum, followed by the most intense orgasm I had had since, well, her first time or anything my own fingers could have done.
The way his cock felt inside me, not too large but girthy. I remembered how it spread my pussy wide, how it felt moving in and out of me. How it felt when he pumped his cum deep inside my pussy.
Richard just took charge. I had no say in the matter. I was completely all his...
I was already on my bed, fingers racing over my pussy. I couldn't remember how I got there, nor did I care. All the way home in the back of the Uber I was so turned on and horny that I almost masturbated in the car. My pussy had been soaking wet all the way home and even just thinking about the night I needed to cum again. I pressed her fingers against the smooth skin between my lips and slid the fingers up and down. Fast and hard.
"Fuck me please Daddy, cum inside me again" I moaned to an empty room, wishing that Richard could hear her. My ring finger and middle finger rubbing an already over excited pussy meant she was not going to last long. I then slid both fingers inside and used my free hand to play with my swollen clit.
My hips were moving up and down with each thrust of my fingers and flick of her clit and I moved faster. I needed to cum.
My head replaced my fingers with his cock, and my fingers went deeper and faster inside my pussy. Then, there it was. It exploded inside me. My legs clamped together, and I heard myself moan "DADDY!" louder than expected and collapsed into my sheets.
I released my fingers and looked at them, covered in a white liquid. Not men's cum had that colour, but it wasn't that thick.
It was from me.
Instinctively I grabbed my phone and took a picture and before I realised what I had done, it was winging its way to Richard. At that point I no longer cared, I wanted him to see it.
What was he doing to me I asked myself as she dozed off to sleep.
****
I woke to a loud banging at my door. I felt like I was hung over, every part of my body ached, especially down there. I pulled off the duvet and sat my feet on the floor and took a few deep breaths and thought more about the last night.
The dreams I experienced were intense, erotic and bordering on the verge of distasteful. I could barely remember them, but I remember snippets of rope, binding, and being on my knees.
My door was still banging.
"Okay, okay." I called out. I got up, naked as the day I was bord and looked for anything to put on. I found my large t-shirt and threw it on and opened the door.
"Four am, eh? Slut." It was Jenny, she was all morning perky, blonde hair, thin body and large tits under a tight tee.
"Fuck you Jenny, not now." I tried to close the door.
"Ohhhh no," she said bursting in. "You are going to tell me everything."
"No, I am not." I said walking over to the small sink in my room and washing my face. I heard rustling behind me and found Jenny looking under my sheets. She was an absolute nightmare, no privacy at all. Always in your face and your business, loud and up for everything. Everything I wasn't.
We'd been best friends from day one.
Growing up, I was the little bookworm, no one wanted to know me. I spent more time behind a book and computer screen than I did with other people. People my own age bored me, especially teenagers, yes technically I am one, but now nineteen and heading towards my twenties, teenagers seemed to finally be growing up.
Well, some of them anyway.
I always wondered if this was what was behind my attraction to older men.
"Oh you fucking are." Jenny said, bringing my attention back to now. "This explains the noises I heard for your room last night. You are still wet aren't you?"
My sheets were sodden. Like I had pissed myself last night, but that was...
"Fuck." Was all I could say.
I told her everything, I was going to anyway, but now I had too. It took three slices of toast and two coffees to tell everything, including the smear on the back seat of the uber on the way home.
