We met on a dating-app. I swiping left for my dear life when this tattooed, bearded Dothraki dude appeared on my screen. I have a ‘type’ that makes me slip off the couch wet and throbbing and he was doin’ the thang to me. I clicked on his profile. Something with hardcore bands and being sexually experimental – cool. I said “we would look like a sight for sore eyes” and he got the Tom Waits reference right away. We started talking and obviously the music-thing clicked. He mentioned he had a serious relationship but it was ‘open’ and the sex was way too shy, plain and vanilla for him. It was going to be wild sex-only and that was exactly what I wanted at that point.
We arranged a meeting to see if we would click IRL. I went to the city straight after work, he was already in the bar. Saw him sitting there and it was awkward for a bit (I’m really talented when it comes to awkwardness, but also extremely social and easy going at the same time – I do have my own douchebag jar ready at any point though). There we were, two nicely tattooed people with some sort of natural lust for wild sex. I didn’t plan to do anything that evening, because I had to work the next morning in a different city. We kinda looked intense at each other while I sipped my beer. I’m told I have a very cheeky look when I’m horny – my eyes tell all. My long dark-red hair was down, my bangs half in front of my face and my eyes were lusty. I was so. down. for. that. throbbing. dick. since the moment I saw his face. I was wearing a see-through top, my tits looked big. My weird-ass tattoos showing. My tight skinny jeans cropped right around my bum and casual Vans because well, Vans are comfortable. Underneath I always wear black lace – sometimes a bit more complicated and sometimes just plain.
After a few good beers I started to feel tipsy. I remember texting two of my friends saying this was going to end badly (like, I’m not sure what I was going to do since I enjoyed myself but wasn’t planning on staying the night or anything) and one said “go for it, enjoy yourself” while to other one said “be smart and go home”. More beer happened. The odds were against me in going home after this when he said “so, what are we going to do after this?” I said “well, I want to feel your cock inside me but I have to be at work at 8, so ehh bye” (I’m not known for dancing around with words, I just get to the point). He got up from his seat, grabbed me by the throat while I was still sitting down on my seat, pushed me against the wall and gave me the most intense look. He kissed me sloppy. Looked straight at me and said “still saying bye now?” – it even came across a bit aggressive and as a threat. That made me really fucking horny. I have a thing for dominance and aggressiveness. I was already wet, I just felt it through my underwear when sitting down. I said “let’s go” and chucked my beer like the lady I am.
We stopped on the way for a little vegetarian kebab and I ate this like a lady too. Luckily he was a total piece of trash while eating too, not just appearance. Good. We got to his apartment and he took a shower while I put some music (I’m a music freak). He came out of the shower with his hair wild, eyes horny and chest full of hair (I love that shit) and saw me laying there. In my black lace underwear, hair hanging loose on my breasts, finger in my mouth. He came on top of me and spread my legs. He licked my whole body starting down, all the way up – up my thighs, my groin, belly, breasts, my rock-hard nipples (sensitive as fuck), neck, mouth… he was wild while doing this. His half-long hair (which was in a bun first, but not anymore) was hanging in his face and he grabbed my neck with his thumb on my throat. He said “I’m going to lick you wet, eat you out and then you’re going to suck this dick until I’m close to coming. And then I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk”. Oh. My. God. Carry me right out. I was dripping wet and panting for my life. I’m quite a dominant person but when it comes to sex, please – just fucking dominate me for my dear life. My clit was throbbing, when he finally let his tongue rest down there I just wanted him to move it but nah-ah, I had to wait.
This made me so crazy but SO horny. He moved it slowly, I almost came already, but he stopped right there. He would let his tongue go all the way up and down with good, strong licks and it made me shake completely. He pressed his warm wet mouth on me. Sucking my clit softly while moving his tongue. With a little bit of a faster moving pace with his licks he made me explode. I came so. fucking. hard. I’ve never been one for keeping my mouth shut while having an orgasm so I’m guessing his neighbours were close to calling the police. My clit was so sensitive that I touched myself for a while. I was laying there, one hand on my head trying to catch my breath and one down there. I pulled him up by his hair and made him lie down. I sat in front of him, bend forward with my ass up. My head went down, and down… I looked at him for a good minute first before I gave his cock a big, long, lick. I spit on it until it was soaking, let it drip along my mouth and breasts. I started to give him a pretty long blow-job until he almost came. I had one hand on his dick while getting it down my throat in an easy pace, while the other hand was more down – a few fingers around his balls, softly stroking and holding. Another finger pressing the weak spot down there. I focussed on his top, the edge of my tongue went around the tip and I was giving his cock a good firm lick every now and then before I would completely fit in into my throat. I sucked his tip while moving my tongue around it and looking straight at him. He was 100% into it and I could see his dirty filthy face looking down on me. Kept doing this until he almost came for like, the 10th time (he was so close, but I stopped in time every round). He was exploding but hanging in there like the trooper he was. I like playing with blow-jobs like this, it gives me some sort of power and satisfaction seeing a man like this… and it makes me horny. Very horny. He was wild – eventually had enough and pulled my hair so I would get up. He threw me on my belly, pulled my ass up and gave it a good lick. Spread my cheeks and slipped right (I know what you’re thinking, but it wasn’t anal) into me. I was so wet that it went so smooth and I felt my whole body shake. He had a vast grip on my neck and throat and fucked me so hard I could only scream. Doggy has always been my favourite.
We fucked, while still being tipsy, in a bunch of positions and I was in ecstasy – I just couldn’t think, talk, only pant while my drool was everywhere from him putting his fingers in my mouth and ordering me to suck them and from making my own fingers wet to please myself down there while he was fucking me. We came intensely and chilled naked on his balcony for a bit. I slept for 2 hours and the alarm went off. I got up and 15 minutes later I was on my way back to my own city. I called in sick (oh the weak motherfucker that I am), because I could hardly walk and my mouth was dry as fuck from sucking, screaming, licking and panting for hours. And not to even begin about the biting marks and bruises everywhere.
We do the nasty chat some odd nights every now and then but we never met again. Turned out we actually have a good few mutual friends so we kinda never spoke of this again. Great night though. 10/10 would do it again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8kf0jt/fm_when_tipsy_turns_into_horny_a_tattooed_scum