Up until last week, I was a pretty unexceptional, unremarkable girl. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I went from being a really plain, ordinary college girl (you might even have called me a basic bitch) to someone best described as an “unrepentant slut.” It started with a trip to the mall.
So, I was walking past this store, and I noticed this display of chokers. You know, the lacey sort of looking ones that you might mistake for someone drawing on their neck with a pen? There were a couple different options, but you get the idea. I liked the idea. How long has it been since chokers were cool? Besides, they have kind of a sex kitten vibe to them, right? Maybe some guys will notice me with a choker.
I should take a minute to say, I’m not a virgin. I may not be super active, but it’s not like I’ve never seen a penis or something. Not like I could deny that it had been a while…
Anyway! I’m getting off track. So, there I was, in front of a choker display. I figure, sure, I’ll try a choker. I asked a sales girl wearing a choker for her opinion. She smiled at me and said, “Oh, they’re all pretty great. They’re tons of fun.” She winked at a stockboy when she said “fun.” Weird. Whatever, she’s no help, so I just grabbed the one that had some pretty little garnet beads in it.
I put it on and walked out of the store, and I definitely felt different. Something inside me said I need to go all-out with this new look. Maybe indulge that teenage influence I once had to dress like a punk girl, or a goth or something. I went to Sephora, because duh, and started looking around at makeup.
I picked some liquid eyeliner out, a dark red lipstick and new eyeshadow for some epic smoky bedroom eyes. At the checkout counter was another girl wearing a choker. Obviously, instant bond right there. We complimented each other’s neck wear (hers had glitter in the plastic lace), and she suggested I grab some of the coconut oil lotion they had at the checkout. I think one of the other girls giggled at the recommendation. I didn’t need any, but she insisted that I would be happy I got it, and hey, I love coconut oil, so I bought a good size bottle.
Next, it was to Forever 21 for clothes. I don’t know why, but not much of it appealed to me for some reason. It took some searching, but I found a pleather miniskirt I liked. It had a tight waistband, lots of pleats, and came down a little past my mid-thigh. I had to go to another store, but I found a black crop top to match it. I’ve literally never shown off my stomach in my life, but this new outfit was going to show plenty of it.
I took my new stuff to the nearest bathroom and started doing my new look right away. Some dark, bold eyeliner with wings on some serious smoky eyes, I’ll admit I didn’t look like myself. Add to that a miniskirt and a crop top that would make my mother cry with all the cleavage it had, and I looked… aggressive. Like the fire in my red hair had gotten into the rest of me. I looked like the kind of girl who’s so intimidating and confident that I made boys wait for me to hit on them. I stepped out of that bathroom feeling bolder than ever.
I walked my way back to the car, head held high as I enjoyed the looks I was getting from the men around me. I was even turning the heads of guys who were there with girls way prettier than me. I drove home with an over-inflated ego!
When I got home, I was pretty pumped to show my roommate, Calvin, my new looks. Because we were def clubbing tonight. I opened the door really quiet, so he wouldn’t hear me coming home early and spoil the surprise. When I got in the house, though, I heard some very suspicious sounds coming from the living room. Moaning, slapping, grunting, heavy breathing, and a woman screaming out dirty, sexy things in a ridiculous voice. Calvin was watching porn. In the living room!
I can’t deny, though, the thought of catching him got me sort of excited. I crept down the hall toward him, and I started to see the laptop screen. His back was toward me. Good. I got closer, and was sorely disappointed. He wasn’t watching porn. He was watching the trailer for a porn parody. I could hear him chuckling to himself now that I was close. Lame. But hey, I can still have my fun.
“Getting your jollies, Cal?” I asked accusatorily. To my delight, he did panic just a little.
“You know it, Jenn. I get off so hard to Law and Boner. There’s really nothing like it.” As he put the laptop aside, I could actually see a bulge in his pants. Every joke has a kernel of truth, right?
“Hey, dummy, check me out already!” I said, desperate for his reaction.
He finally turned to look at me, and I swear his jaw dropped. “Wow! I- uh. Damn. Damn, Jenn.” I was pretty pleased with that, but even more pleased with how he started shifting his legs around.
“Glad you like it. You look a little uncomfortable there.” Where did that come from? I don’t say things like that. I definitely don’t do things like the obvious glance toward his cock, either.
“Oh, I’m fine. When did you suddenly decide you were going to act like you’re so hardcore?” he teased.
“Fuck off, Cal, you can barely handle me as it is!”
“Pssh, sure, Jenn. You’re such a handful. A total problem child. So hard to handle.”
“Damn right! I’m gonna get what I want, when I want! For real, though, we’re going clubbing tonight.”
“I have a paper due on Monday, I can’t go clubbing.”
“Uh, bullshit, we’re going clubbing, and it’s not just because I say so.”
“Why, then?” he asked sarcastically.
“Because my bitchin’ new man-eater outfit says so.” What the hell was coming out of my mouth right now?
“Oh, sure, I assume your new outfit has some compelling arguments.”
I was kinda getting impatient at this point, and that is just not me. What is also not me is the way that I pounced on him, pushing him back into the couch with one hand on his chest, planting a passionate, fiery kiss on his lips, and sending my other hand straight to the bulge in his pants.
He didn’t even react. He barely moved except to kiss me back. I broke off the kiss, put the pinning hand around his throat to assert myself, and found his cock with my other hand. As I began to stroke him through his jeans with a steady rhythm, I broke off the kiss and whispered in his ear, “You have no fucking idea. Now take off your pants, turn on some real porn, and I’ll convince you to go clubbing tonight.”
He seemed too stunned to really do anything, but he undid his belt and zipper pretty quick and reached for his laptop. I yanked down his pants and pulled his cock out. I was pretty impressed with his six inches, he was the biggest I’d ever seen. Of course, at the time, I had no idea that I’d be blowing that record right out of the water the same weekend.
As soon as it was free, I wrapped my lips around his cock. No subtlety or anything, I just went straight for the cocksucking gold medal. I’d sucked maybe one dick before. I had no idea what I was doing, but some sexy impulse drove me to work that cock with my lips and tongue like it was my job. Cal couldn’t hold back his moaning. I’ve never made a guy make any noise before! I pulled my mouth off his cock, stroking his shaft with my hand. “How about that porno, buddy?” I smiled as I licked up his shaft.
He turned back to the laptop as I plunged down his cock again. He was definitely having a hard time concentrating. It was great! He looked a little nervous. “W-what should I look up?”
I pulled my mouth off, weirdly annoyed that I had to stop sucking him. “Whatever gets you off, dumbass. Even Law and Boner!” I stroked him some more as I moved down his cock and started gently sucking on his balls. I watched as he pulled up a tube site, and tried to go to the search bar. I squeezed his cock as he tried to type, and he gave up. He just clicked on a front page video with a blonde cheerleader getting fucked by a sports team.
I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock again as the cheerleader got on her knees. Calvin couldn’t decide whether to watch me or her, and for some reason, I couldn’t get over how much I loved the raw sexuality of it all. I was dripping wet, just loving how unashamed I was about getting my roommate off, bobbing my head up and down his cock, working him like there was nothing else in the world.
I noticed his breathing changed, and I was pretty sure he was going to cum soon. I was about to go faster, but then I looked at the laptop. That cheerleader has stopped sucking the guys off, and was bent over a locker room bench. One of the players was behind her, pushing his cock into her ass. I lifted my head up from his cock, and looked up at him.
“No, why’d you stop?!”
“Look at the laptop. You ever fuck a girl up the ass?”
“No…”
“You wanna be my first?” I asked with a devious smile and a lick of his cock.
The look on his face was all I needed. I stood up and reached under my skirt to slide my panties off. As he stood up to take off his jeans and t-shirt, I reached into my bag for my new lotion. The girl was right, it was coming in handy!
I squeezed some into my hand as I looked him over. He wasn’t exactly a boy-bombshell, but he was only my third guy, and it didn’t make me any less excited. I stroked his cock as he was standing there, rubbing the lotion up and down its length. When it was good and slippery, I went to the couch and crawled up onto it on all fours, my ass sticking in the air, presented to him. I got a little more lotion and rubbed in around my asshole. “You ready to fuck my ass, roomie?” I said with a dirty look back at him.
He still didn’t say a word, just stepped forward, lifted my skirt, and pressed his cock gently against my ass. He teased me, slowly pushing forward as his cock started to slip into me. Fuck, it felt so wrong, and I loved it. I was a good girl just an hour earlier, and here I was bent over to take a cock up my ass for the first time. I was shameless, and that was just so fucking hot as he started to sink his cock into my ass.
“Come on, Cal, are you gonna fuck me or play with me?” I said, pushing my hips back invitingly. He didn’t need more encouragement. He grabbed my hips and forced his cock into me. I don’t know why it didn’t hurt, or why it was so easy for me having never done anything with my ass before, but I wasn’t about to complain. “Fuck, that’s it!” I moaned as he started to fuck me. “Yeah, give it to me! Fuck, you feel so good in my ass! You fill me up so good, keep giving me that beautiful cock!”
“Damn, Jenn, I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl!”
“Me neither, but I’m not gonna stop now! Now shut up and fuck me, Cal, FUCK ME!” I couldn’t take the smile off my face as his cock thrust in and out of my ass. I looked at the cheerleader on the laptop, who was on her knees again as the players were starting to cum on her face. I silently hoped I could do what she was doing.
Calvin was really pounding my ass, and as the players started to coat that pretty blonde cheerleader with their cum, I could hear that same change in Cal’s breathing again.
“You getting close, buddy?” I asked with a smile back at him.
“Oh, fuck, I don’t know how much longer I can hold it!”
“Don’t hold it! Give it to me! Cum for me!” Before I could even finish, I felt his cock starting to throb, squirting his cum inside me. “Yes, yes! Cum in me! Cum in my ass! Gimme your cum! Yyyyeeeesssss!!!!” His cock spasmed as he emptied his balls inside me. I’d never let a guy cum in me without a condom before. Later, I would decide I needed an IUD, but that was far from my mind when I had Cal’s cock shooting a thick load in my ass.
Calvin thrusted a few more times before he was spent and collapsed on the couch. He was panting as he pulled his cock out of me, and his cum dripped out of my ass. I was flushed and sweaty as I realized I had just had one of the most intense sex experiences of my life, and I didn’t even cum!
I got up and grabbed my panties as his cum ran down my leg. “So. We’re going clubbing tonight. Next time I need something, I’ll let you cum in my mouth.”
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End of chapter 1. I’ll probably write more, but don’t count on it. I might even write something else completely different before I finish this.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5avimt/i_bought_a_choker_and_now_i_cant_stop_doing_anal
Damn. All from a choker and new outfit? Impressive….great story!
I’m moving in next Door!!!
Good story and great premise. You could change it up each time with how different girls react to each chocked.