My first year of college I was dating a guy who lived in a big house off campus. I stayed there a lot to escape the boring, empty campus on the weekends because it was a commuter college and almost always dead.
So, one saturday night, it was like almost midnight, we’d been drinking a ton and hanging out with his roommates. We hid away in his room and were talking about sex stuff we’d done and not done and he asked if I’d ever tried Anal Beads, and at this point I hadn’t.
We get talking and we’re kissing and he tells me there is a seedy little sex shop a half mile away, it’s one of those ones that also has video booths and stuff. He says he’s been in there a few times and it’s always dudes oggling videos and fleshlights. He says we should go there and buy some anal beads.
So he bets me I won’t walk there and back – we are way too drunk to drive – in the only other outfit I have there aside from the running shorts and tank top I was wearing – a black micro skirt and crop top I’d worn at the rave we’d gone to a few weeks before.
I say he’s on, and change. The skirt does a decent job of covering my ass as long as I don’t move at all, and the crop top was black and pretty much not see through. I was in the best shape of my life in college and so I’m more worried about seeing people I know then showing off my butt. The outfit was kind of weird with my running shoes though.
We head out and right away we get teased by one of his roommates who was playing fortnite in the living room. On the street, we start walking and we’re a bit drunker than we realize and it’s a wobbly go for a bit. We got a honk and a guy whistling from his truck as we switched to the more residential, darker street. Once we’re on the quiet side street, we don’t see anybody until we get to the store.
At the sex shop there are about a half dozen guys standing around, waiting for the booths in the back, which I think were just video jerk off booths or something. My bf and I are browsing, and a few of the guys are trying to be casual following us around, staring at my ass hanging out of my skirt. I don’t know any of them, so I put on a bit of a show, bending over, exposing my pussy to them to pick up stuff, and things like that. My bf is loving it and keeps saying, can you grab that, my back still hurts. So, I smirk and make a big deal about bending down with my knees locked. It’s clearly turning him on because he has a huge bulge in his shorts, and I’m starting to get wet.
He tells me to go ask where all the anal toys are, even though we’ve passed them twice. I do and the older guy behind the counter walks me over to them – the whole store is the size of a big gas station – and he starts going into depth about what each toy is for, ignoring my bf. He’s asking about my preferences, do I like big butt plugs or vibrating eggs, just how do I like to get fucked in the ass?
My bf is laughing and standing like 10 feet away watching the exchange. He had me reach up and grab something, my boobs almost coming out of my top when I did. The clerk and I decide together I want the traditional anal beads, the giant suction cup dildo, the warming lube, and then we talked about the lingerie there for way too long. The guy was really nice, and totally ignoring my bf, which was hilarious, and he was telling me with my ass, I needed to get one of these mesh full body stocking things. Since the bf was paying, I said sure. The cashier threw in a ton of freebies, a mini bullet vibrator, a bunch of lube, a handful of condoms, and a pair of see through panties and told me I had to come back and tell him how everything worked out. Even as we left, he didn’t say anything to my bf.
I’d had enough exposure, so we took the side streets back. My bf was asking if that was a turn on for me, I said it actually really was. He asked if I was wet, and I said, check for yourself. He slid his hand up my skirt and felt how soaked I was. Woah, and I grabbed his hard on, pointing out he must’ve liked it too. He said it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
Halfway down the street filled with houses we saw a huge home with a for sale sign and took my hand and we went through the open gate to the backyard. We could see the place was totally empty and the pool was drained. There were houses all around overlooking the back yard, but all the lights were off.
Knowing what he wanted, I kneeled on the ground in front of him and unzipped his pants. When I yanked his briefs and jeans down, his dick popped out, ready to go. I grabbed the shaft and took him between my lips in the dark yard. He held the back of my head firmly and pressed his dick deep down my throat making me gag. He fucked my face hard until I almost threw up, forcing choking noises and tons of spit and precum to come out of my mouth. It smeared my lipstick and I could feel my eyes watering and my mascara running down my face. This was a huge fetish of his we never tried before, and I was fine to try right here in what felt like outside of our real lives.
I pushed him back, struggling to catch air after a few minutes of hard throat fucking. Jesus, I said, panting heavily. He was standing there smiling in his t-shirt with his pants around his ankles.
He yanked my up by my arm, and pushed me against the stair case that led up to the upstairs deck. He spun me around, and he pulled at my skirt hard, forcing it up around my waist. He yanked at my shirt, tearing it almost totally in half down the back. I stopped him with a kiss before he ripped all my clothes off and I had to walk home naked.
He shoved my face away and bent me over on the stairs. My shirt hung off my chest and my skirt was pushed above my belly button. He entered me roughly from behind making me yelp a bit with surprise.
“Is that what you like, other guys watching you?” He asked, way too loudly for the quiet back yard.
“Yes!” He proceeded to anger fuck me, and it was amazing. He had his hands death gripped onto my hips and he was savagely pounding into me with his cock. I was pushed hard against the stairs, the sandpaper on it digging into my knees and holding the railing hard so he didn’t shove me face first into the steps.
He let out a guttural moan as he came inside of me, then pulled away and quickly yanked his pants up. I stood, completely disheveled. My shirt was totally torn open in the back, I had to squeeze my armpits down to hold it in place, and my skirt was ripped on the side where the zipper was, holding on literally by a thread, exposing half my ass cheek and the bright red hand prints all over it. My makeup was running down my face and I had cum running down my inner thighs.
“Go get your truck, I can’t walk back like this.”
“I can’t drive, I’m too drunk. We’re walking or you can stay here I guess.”
I turned, a bit pissed, and walked out of the backyard, determined to jog back, but as I started running a bit, my skirt totally tore open, so I had to hang back and walk, while one hand held my top over my tits and the other kept my skirt from falling off. The whole walk all I could concentrate on was his hot cum rolling down my leg. It felt like it was getting to my socks by the time we got to his house at the far end of the street.
We walked in the front door, and all of his roommates were awake, watching TV and smoking pot. They all turned and looked at me, and I just booked it up the stairs to my bf’s room clinging on to my strips of clothes.
I could hear him talking to them all downstairs and I went into the bathroom where I’d left my shorts and shirt from earlier. I pee’d and wiped his cum off my legs with toilet paper.
As I left the bathroom, I heard him and his roommates laughing downstairs, which made me really angry. I stormed downstairs and walked out the front door. He followed, apologizing, and when I said I wanted to go back to campus, he said fine, and handed me the bag full of sex toys. I jogged the mile back to campus and then passed out on my bed, super upset about the whole thing.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a947lg/walking_to_the_sex_shop_on_a_bet_fm
Hot story, sucks that you felt bad at the end.
Your boyfriend is a dick.