Slut Diary: Second BF Pool Party [f/m]

It was the start of my final semester in high school, and I decided that maybe I should give the whole bf gf thing another shot. I didn't want to do the whole gangbang thing anymore, it just didn't feel right at the moment. Brian was surprisingly supportive, probably because he didn't think it would ever work out haha. Btw just to clarify, I got over the whole 'I don't want a gangbang' thing in college. I just think it was just too much for me that early on.

Anyways I started dating Andy. Andy was such a jealous, overbearing bf; he wouldn't want me talking to other guys, let alone flirt with them. He would never treat me very well either. I don't mean spoil me or anything, but like for special occasions, he never bought my flowers, candy, or do romantic things. For some reason though, this made it more… idk sexy, when I fuck someone or suck some cock behind his back. He never found out of course, or at least he had no proof i think lol

The first time was when we went to another house party in the east side of the city. Some rich kid's birthday party, and his parents made themselves scarce until the next day. So freakin spoiled I swear. Anyways on our way to this party, we got into a stupid argument about my friend Jeremy giving me a hug when I saw him earlier at school. He said he didn't want me hugging everyone because they might get the wrong impression. He didn't know that Jeremy had ripped me a new one a few months ago ;)

I got upset because he was being so controlling, and he got upset because he was a jealous fuck. By the time we got to the party, I didn't even want to look at him. He went straight to the keg, and I went out to the pool. He came out with a drink for me, but I just walked away and got myself a wine cooler from an ice chest. Fuck him. He said, "Fine whatever" and went back inside to play billiards. That's when I noticed some sexy Latin looking guy sitting near the pool watching me and Andy. He watched Andy go inside, and then he looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and went back to watching people act stupid in the pool.

As the night went on, I kept glancing over at the Latin guy, and every time, he was staring right back at me. I started to feel my thighs get warm by just his glare alone. He finally got up and started to make his way towards me. He was tall, tanned and built like he had been fighting bulls all his life. His shirt was struggling to keep from tearing to shreds from his bulging muscles. As he crept closer and closer to me, I felt my heart pound harder and my pussy grew wetter as I crossed my legs to give myself a little squeeze. I had a few more drinks at this point. I hadn't even noticed Andy coming up to me. Sexy Latin guy saw that Andy was back, stopped smiling, and walked to the other side of the pool. Andy snapped his fingers to get my attention and asked me, "Are you gonna act like this all night?".

Oooohhh no he did not just fucking snap his fingers at me. I called him a disrespectful asshole in front of the whole party and I told him he could just go home alone, I'll find my own ride. He said "good luck" and went back to shooting pool with his friends. I was pissed the hell off. I chugged the rest of my drink and went after the sexy Latin guy. I looked for him everywhere, but it looked like he had already went home. Now I was pissed, sad, and desperate. That's when this douchy guy, lets call him John, came out of no where and started hitting on me like no other. That's when the douches come out at night right? I think they can smell the desperation. I know I know. I thought I was gonna get it on with hot Latin guy too… :(

John smelled like too much axe spray and acted like the absolute dictionary definition of frat boy. But…at this point, all I was thinking of was getting back at Andy. I pretended to think he was charming and flirted back. I knew he wanted to fuck me, so first I asked if he had a car. He said yes, and I said if he would take me home, I would show my gratitude. We immediately got into his car and headed towards my house. Andy saw us right before we slipped out of the house. I flipped him off as I left. I could see him run out of the house as we drove off.

I was didn't want to fuck John. I didn't want to sneak him in my house, and I he wasn't worth the uncomfortable backseat fuck. So when we finally got to my house (actually a block from my house, I didn't want him to know where I lived), I leaned over and unzipped his pants. I took out his surprisingly long cock and started to suck him off. Maybe I should've fucked him haha

I licked the head, sucked the tip, and deep throated him like a pornstar. I just wanted him to cum so I could just go home. He grabbed my head and started tensing up, I knew he was about to cum in my mouth. He came so much too. I remember I couldn't hold it all in my mouth. I had to swallow some right away or it would've leaked out. After he was done cumming, I immediately got out of his car and walked home, leaving him spent with a dumb, brain dead look on his face and his shrinking cock still flopping around out of his pants. I don't think he even knew I was gone.

When I got home, I got ready for bed, pounded my pussy with my favorite brush handle until I came, and went to sleep. Andy and I made up eventually, but it was still kinda just bleh.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/376nez/slut_diary_second_bf_pool_party_fm