Hey y’all- first story! Be gentle.
So I went to grad school in my early 30s. When I moved to the east coast, I was leaving behind a 7 year relationship and wasn’t really looking to get back into anything serious.
Enter Karen.
Her real name is Kahyun, but she insisted on the Americanized name. In the first week of class, we were assigned to work together on a 2-person project.
Right out of the gate, I knew I was in trouble. Karen was short (maybe 5”3”) and curvy, with thick, juicy thighs and round tits that always seemed to be just a little exposed. More than that, she had this look in her eye.
Guys and girls, I know you know what I’m talking about. Some people just drip with sexual energy. Everything about them: the way they move, the way they talk. It’s not that they’re overt, but they have this nameless physical confidence that makes them irresistible.
Every day that we work together, I have to resist the urge to tear her clothes off and go wild. A few days in, she drops a “my boyfriend” into conversation.
OK, fair enough. Game over. The project ends (we got an A-, which is a grave injustice I won’t go into here), and we both drift along towards the end of the semester.
Cut to Thanksgiving break; I’m staying at school for the week. Out of nowhere, who should text me but the lusty, busty Karen herself. Small talk, small talk- are you in town for the break? Oh, that’s funny, me too. We should hang out. Sounds good.
We get lunch. We hang out. We get dinner. We watch a movie. We’re still hanging out. I’m driving her back to her place. We stop because she tells me there’s a really great view of town just down this road.
In the car, we talk awkwardly for a few minutes. I tell her I always thought she was cute. She looks down and says, “yeah, I know. And I guess you’re kinda cute too.” She kisses me, and we’re all over each other for a few minutes before I tell her that I’m too old to fuck in a car and we should go back to my place.
She raises her eyebrow, “Oh, so you’re gonna fuck me, are you?”
“Damn right.” She moans a little when I say that, and I know that she’s a kinky girl and won’t hesitate to show me.
DIRTY STUFF STARTS HERE.
Back at my place, we’re on each other as soon as we’re inside. I was wild for her, and my hands went right to her thick ass. I had her half out of her skin-tight jeans when she stopped me and excused herself to do whatever it is y’all do in there.
I wait for her, expecting her to come back naked, and we’d go back to getting wild with each other. When she comes back, she’s zipped her pants back up, and put her bra in place. OK, no big deal.
“Um, OK. Can I tell you something?” She asks. “So I have this thing I kinda like to do…”
Turns out, she has a smothering fetish, along with a host of other kinks. She wants to call me daddy (hell yeah), she wants me to call her a slut (hell yeah), she wants me to be rough with her (HELL yeah), and she wants me to hold a pillow over her and put my entire weight on her (I can do that…) We have a fairly long conversation about our kinks.
(Side note: She could always breathe, she just liked the pressure of it. No asphyxiation here.)
She was blushing hard during all of this, so I figured it was dom time. We agreed on a safe word, and I ordered her down on her knees. Her eyes light up as I grab her by the hair and bring her, crawling, to the bedroom.
I love being able to toss a girl around, and Karen was small enough that I could pick her up and throw her on the bed. By the time she lands, I’m already on her, flipping her onto her stomach and spanking that juicy, juicy ass.
“Take them off, take them oooffffff…” She say with the hottest whine in her voice. These pants are basically painted on, but I pull hard and soon her clothes are a crumpled up pile on the ground. Finally I get a good look at her and… holy fuck.
A juicy, fat ass, heavy tits, a tight stomach. Plus, the look in those eyes that said “do whatever you want to me.”
I’ve always loved to spank girls, especially girls with a juicy ass like hers, so I go into my little box of kinky stuff, grab a paddle, some lube, and a dildo for good measure.
She squeaks every time I paddle her ass. After a few minutes I can feel her leaking on to my thigh, and I start working a dildo inside of her. Her squeaks turn into squeals and I lean down and start whispering in her ear all the nastiest shit I can think of. Soon, I’m pistoning the dildo in and out of her cunt as hard and fast as I can, and she’s wailing loud enough to wake the dead.
Because I’m cruel, I pull the dildo out of her when I sense she’s close to coming. She whimpers, but I think her head is spinning too much to really complain. I leave her there, whining and recovering, while I take my clothes off.
Now, I’m not gonna claim I’m huge, but I’ve got a solid seven inches to work with, and I’ve been told I’m pretty girthy. (I’m also a slim guy who grooms, so I think girls are surprised.) I don’t know if she was acting for the sake of the fantasy or whether she didn’t have much experience, but when Karen sees it, she goes straight into doe-eyed cock worship mode.
“Fuck, you’re bigger than my boyfriend…” “Daddy, I need your cock in me…” If I hadn’t been in it, it all would’ve seemed a bit much. But at that moment, holy shit, did it work for me.
She wraps her lips around my dick. I’m not gonna lie- her BJ game was not her strongest feature. But the entire time she was moaning and squeaking and seemed so into it, that I got rock hard immediately.
Figuring that she seemed up for a surprise, I grabbed her by her hair and started sliding my dick all the way down her throat. She coughed at the base, and I let her back off to breathe. She tried again, and again, and pretty soon I was fucking he throat and spit was dripping onto her tits.
When she’s had enough, I pry her off my dick and toss her onto her back like a rag doll I clamp one hand on her throat while I line my cock up with her wet hole. She was squirming and whispering “fuck me” under her breath. Another day I might have taken it easy, built up the pace. Not with Karen. I slam into her as hard as I can, pull my full length back out and slam into her again. She bucks her hips and wraps her legs around me, trying to get me to go faster.
Reluctantly, I let go of her throat and gather up the pillows around her head. I press them down onto her face, and her wailing is muffled. I keep fucking her as hard as I can for about fifteen minutes before I start to get a little worried about her. But when I pull the pillows off her, she slows me down, gets this adorable expression on her face and apologetically says, “I came, daddy…”
She asks me how I want to finish and I tell her I want to jack off over her while she talks to me. (Always a big favorite of mine.) God bless her, she launches into some of the filthiest stuff I’ve ever heard. She’s begging for my cum, worshiping my cock. After a minute, she starts launching into talking shit about her boyfriend, telling me that I could beat him up, how much bigger my cock is. Right before I came, I remember her saying, “I want your cum all over my tits.”
Well, she got what she wanted.
Afterwards we talked for a bit (she and her boyfriend had broken up recently), ate some food and went to sleep.
We never really dated, but we had a few adventures after that, including some consensual noncon, some public stuff, even a little raceplay (her idea). Eventually, she outpaced me on the kink front and I moved to the West Coast, but I remember her very fondly.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8xhjp2/my_korean_friends_unusual_kink