The Summer of Sin [MF] [20M][18F]

Thos starts a little slow, but gets a little kinkier as it goes on…

We’d been dating a long time… Online. We met on MySpace, back when that was a thing. She lived a few states away, but we would text constantly. Everything from life to love to lust. I was smitten with her. She was my on-again/off-again long distance internet girlfriend for a long time before we ever met in person.

I was 20 years old. She just turned 18 a couple months prior. I bought a plane ticket from her city to mine. This girl I’d known only online for all this time would finally be in my arms. I had never been more nervous in my life. When I saw her, it was surreal. She kissed me, and it had a little suction on it to hold me in place. She hugged me tight, and lovingly. We fit together in our hug so perfectly. Our connection was undeniable.

God damn did this girl look good. She had a strong German heritage in both sides of her family. If you Google “cute german girl” and find the girl biting the blue spoon, she’s very similar to her, but a little thicker in the body. She had average size breasts, real perky, wide hips, and a healthy dose of chubby butt and thick thighs. She was fairly toned, elliptical and squats at the gym 3 days a week type of girl, but her butt maintained a thin layer of cellulite across the whole thing, giving her a satisfying jiggle as she moved. Most of the time she dressed a little nicer than average, but still a little naughty. She wasn’t afraid to show some skin while wearing a nice blouse. Jeans painted on tight, or those shorts show the entire leg. Kind of a JC Penny’s look with a splash of Hooters girl.

I showed her where I lived. My home state. My life, my world, as much as I could in the 10 days she was with me. There was so much pressure to do everything, the time felt rushed. Still, though, we were so happy. I’ll never forget the first time we had sex. She actually had me stop while I was going down on her, because long day and the jet lag had her falling asleep! It was funny, all this anticipation, we couldn’t wait to tear into each other, but by the end of the day, we were both pretty tired. Our “first time” together was half that night, half the next morning.

After the ten days, she went back home. It was a sad moment, but we’d had such a good time the last week and a half. Before her trip was even over, we had started planning when she would come back. She’d stay the summer. She wasn’t starting college until the fall, and I had enough cash to keep us entertained and stoned for 3 months. Fuck it.

So about 3 weeks later, she arrives on her one way ticket back to me. The difference this time, was that we’d been talking a lot more about sex since she left.

She was a lot less ashamed of her sexuality than I was. She was more open to things that I didn’t believe real women liked. I figured so much of what was in porn was there purely for the amusement of men. Surely, very few (if any) women wanted to actually DO the things in porn, or live out those fantasies.

At least, that was how I thought before she opened up to me. We started pretty tame, but over the course of the summer we gradually stepped things up.

I still remember the first time I ever came on someone’s face, it was with her on her first day back for the summer. Within minutes of picking her up from her flight, she was clawing at my thigh and groin in the truck on the drive home. We could hardly contain ourselves. We planned this moment, and we both looked forward to it so much. She told me not to masturbate for three days before she got there. She teased me constantly with sexy pics and messages. She wanted me to build up a heavy load. I did not disappoint. 3 days without an orgasm is basically an eternity for a 20 year old. As soon as we made it back to my place, she took to her knees right there in the garage, me leaning up against the truck, pants around my ankles. With no hesitation she put her mouth on my pole and quickly worked her way up to getting it as deep as she could. It wasn’t going to take long, and we both knew it. I will never forget the way she looked up at me, and in her soft sweatheart voice said “just like we planned?”

Absolutely, baby.

She looked me in the eyes, just like I asked.
She slowly stroked me with one hand, her fingers gliding smoothly from her leftover spit, just like I asked.
Her other hand massaged my balls, just like I asked.
“Please cum on my face, baby” she moaned, just like I asked.
She kept stroking faster and faster focusing on the head, bringing me to one of the quickest orgasms of my life. I spurt out rope after rope of cum, a 3 days supply.
She kept stroking, even after the orgasm hit the “it’s way too much” point, just like I asked.
She pumped my cock non stop until every drop of cum had left me, just like I asked.
When she was confident I was empty, she licked my cock clean, and posed for a picture for me, just like I asked.
I loved that photo. It captured the moment perfectly. I jacked off to that for years until my hard drive failed and I lost it forever.
She had cum in her hair. It had puddled up on one of her eyes. Her cheeks, nose, mouth and lips were covered. I felt like I had given her a one man bukkake.

That moment, when I took that picture of her, big smile, 2 thumbs up… And then SHE THANKED ME after I was done. SHE thanked ME! I had just had the closest thing to a porn-like experience so far in my life, and she was grateful to me, because she felt the same way. Bliss.

Then it dawned on me: she’s just as much of a horny pervert misfit as me! I bet she’d do all types of weird shit with me! I was so sure that a lot of what she said was just…. Talk. Our first ten days together, we had a lot of sex, but it was all pretty normal vanilla stuff. It was perfect for us at that point in the relationship. But now? The door was open, in my mind. Pandora’s box of perversions, kinks and unholy acts had been opened. She’d let me cum on her beautiful perfect face. She loved it. She had me send her that picture. She gotta be down to turn the heat up.

So I thought, OK, what do I want to do next? What does SHE want to do next? So I asked her.

Now, looking back, it isn’t TOO crazy, a lot of the stuff we did. But it was very eye opening and liberating to find a person so sexually compatible with me. Someone who opened my eyes to the idea that women like to be dirty, too. She actually told me once: “Every woman wants to be a slut. They just don’t want the stigma that comes with it.” Now I don’t know if I agree with that 100%, but the idea that women like to be sexually adventurous just as much as men was finally making sense.

But 20 year old me couldn’t believe what she said.

“I want you to fuck my ass.”

Oh, absolutely.

See, we had sexted about anal a few times, but I was never too sure. It was an ultimate fantasy of mine. How dirty and taboo? I’d read online that if you do it right, it can feel good for her. Lots of lube, go slow, all that.

And that’s how it started. Not the same day as that wonderful facial, but probably that same week. We fucked each other 2 or 3 times a day, every day. She wasn’t working, she just stayed home while I was at work. We were both young and horny and had a bunch of weed, so we would fuck before work, fuck after work, fuck in the evenings, sometimes I’d go home and we’d fuck on my lunch break. The weekends were a combination of adventures around my homeland and adventures in my bedroom. I’m getting side tracked…

I’ll never forget my first anal experience, either. I had her bent over the bed, which was tall enough that her feet BARELY touched the ground. She wore nothing but a thin pink camisole, and had put her hair into cute brown pigtails. I was on my knees, my tongue buried in her asshole (another first for us). God I love eating ass. I love the way it feels, on my tongue, the sounds she makes, little squirms and squeaks. As I worked my lips on her ass, I pumped a small-medium size dildo in her pussy. She was always so horny, so wet. It wasn’t a tiny dildo, but it was a bit smaller than my actual dick. Before too long, though, I needed to fuck. I told her to work the dildo in her pussy, and I lubed my cock up. I was so nervous. The anticipation! Years, I’d been jerking it to girls getting ass fucked in videos. Surely, it must be super amazing, very tight, world changing… It was OK. It definitely did the trick for me right there, in that moment, though. I started slow, easing the tip in, her hand on my hip, slowly guiding me, her other hand holding the vibrating dildo inside her pussy. Together we worked our way up to a nice tempo. She worked the toy in and out of her pussy, while her other hand guided my hips. I could feel her fingers graze my balls as I worked myself inside of her. The motion of the vibrating dildo along the bottom of my cock was incredibly apparent, and felt amazing. It was so tight when she was double filled like that. I was super nervous to go too fast, or hard, I didn’t want to hurt her… But sometimes I would inadvertently increase my actions a bit… And she responded positively. So I picked it up a little more, a little harder, a little deeper.

And she made this sort of soft, whisper, sigh sound. “yehhhhhhssss”

So I asked her if she wanted more.

“please….” was all she was able to wimper

So I started to fuck her ass a bit harder. A bit faster. A bit deeper. I kept picking it up, and she kept responding positively more and more. She loved it! She loved getting fucked in the ass! I’ll never forget looking down and seeing her feet leave the floor slightly with each slow forward thrust, pushing her thick-chick body up onto the mattress as I went balls deep. She clutched the sheets as I pumped. Her face was locked in this open mouth, eyes shut, pure bliss position. She moaned in a new way, her seductive groans cackling slightly from her vocal fry, as every bit of her body was a bit overwhelmed from the ducking she was receiving.

“this is… So much better… Than when… I do it myself…”

It didn’t take long before I’d dumped a massive load into her tight asshole. I pushed my dick as deep as I could when I came. Before I’d even pulled out, while I was still balls deep in her ass coming down from my orgasm, the vibrator in her pussy was still buzzing, and she turned back to look at me and told me through exhausted breaths:

“That was fucking incredible. I can’t wait to do that again!”

She told me on rare occasions when she was masturbating she would pay attention to her own ass, and she knew she liked it, but it needed a real man to make it a truly remarkable experience. She said it was less about the physical sensation (which she quite enjoyed) and more about the feeling of being ‘taken’ by me, something masturbation cannot achieve.

Shortly after our first experience filling her asshole with dick, an experience she claimed “was like a new chapter in life,” we then had our second anal experience… And our third. And forth. And very quickly lost count. We worked anal into our routine 3 or 4 times a week. We were young and horny and on a limited schedule, knowing she’d be leaving in several weeks. We were fucking 2 times a day minimum, often 3 times, and we didn’t take days off unless she was on her period (and even that didn’t stop much, just changed course). All summer long we joked that we lived in “Butt-Fuck Island Paradise” which was the name of a porn video we found online together. It didn’t actually FEEL that much better, physically, but the visual, the taboo, the feeling of conquest, and knowing what it did for her, all that just made it so much more exciting. She said that it was this intense experience she couldn’t explain, and that it made her feel good in a while different way. She also loved how dirty and slutty anal made her feel.

I don’t know which one of us thought of it first, but eventually it became a running joke between the two of us: it was the Summer of Sin. Our opportunity to focus solely on being as naughty as we wanted. Explore our sexual desires, try wild new drugs, meet crazy people, do some insane shit. At least, that was the plan. What it ACTUALLY ended up being was 3 months of sex, weed, more sex and more weed. It’s no exaggeration to say that we did almost nothing else with our time. On the days I worked, we spent the whole evening smoking weed and fucking. On the weekends we did the same thing, but all day. It was a brilliant summer.

My job was hard work, but it paid well and kept me in good shape. About a month into her stay with me, I got a sizeable bonus check at work. The only thing I could think to spend it on was weed and sex toys.

I took her to the sex toy shop and told her to get whatever she wanted. Don’t worry about prices. Pick 5 or 6 things. Now, the variety of sex toys back then wasn’t exactly stellar, but still she found a few fun things to play with. Afterwards, I gave her the keys to my main car and I drove the backup. She got a copy of my credit card, and told her she could buy anything she wanted for us. It was amazing. Some days I would come home from work, and she’d be spread out across my bed, masturbating with some new toy, waiting for me to come home and share in the fun.

One day I came home to find she purchased a starter set type thing, for BDSM. Now, we’d done a lot of light BDSM type stuff, I’d choked her while we fucked, you know, and she liked to get fucked really hard, tossed around a little and used roughly, lots of jiggly ass booty slappin, the usual shit, but…

There was a pink pleather belt in the kit. It didn’t have a latch mechanism, it was just a loop the end went through and around her neck, pull it tight and choke that bitch proper!

We had some rules for that belt; if she tapped me or squeezed me repeatedly, I would stop. Also, we always did choking stuff either face to face, or in front of the mirror. We were no strangers to fucking in front of the mirror, we did most times, the mirror covered half of the wall next to my bed. I loved to fuck her from behind and grab her by her hair. I would pull her upwards and force her to watch herself get fucked, and I tell her she was a slut, and that it made her more of a slut that she loved to watch herself get fucked.

That first night with the pink belt… It was a wild one. I handcuffed her hands behind her back with the BDSM kit’s furry cuffs, and I remember starting with her face in the pillows ass in the air, my left hand pulling at the handcuff chain, my other hand affixed on the belt, just behind her neck. I plunged my cock deep inside her as I experimented with how hard I pulled the belt. She liked it at about a 7/10 pull. Once I found that, I grabbed that belt with both hands and lifted her by her neck. I held her head up by the belt and forced her to watch the mirror as I fucked her as deep and hard as I could. I was really getting into it, the look on her face was incredible… Until she slumped forward a bit. I immediately let go and leaned forward to check on her. She layed there panting and exhausted and sweaty, and started giggling. It wa a relief to hear her laugh, I thought I killed her!

“I just came… So hard!” she laughed out

It didn’t take long before that pink belt was used almost every time we had sex. I got really good at pulling it tight enough to get her off, but not enough to knock her out. It was really about sort of pulling a little harder and then easing up, like 10-12 seconds of tight, then 6ish seconds of light/no choking. The trick is to feel out her body as you go and adjust accordingly. She said the way it gripped firmly but evenly across her neck was incredibly satisfying, and made her cum harder and a little more easily. She liked that it pinched the veins but not her windpipe. How high up on her neck also seemed to make a difference – we both preferred when I grabbed her just under the jaw; it framed her cheeks so well for that loving fuck-slap, for when a bad slut needs to be taught a lesson. It seemed to absolutely disable her brain when we combined that pink belt, any vibrator, and anal sex.

One of the best, most memorable, most jacked off to sexual experiences of my life, her and I stayed up late one night, smoking weed, drinking wine, having a good time, we start fooling around. Before we know it, we’re both naked, she’s on her side, I’m right behind her. She’s got her vibrator in one hand, which was like a Hitachi wand but it had to plug into an outlet. Her other hand held a joint that we’d just rolled. A 2 paper joint with a little slow burning Indian tobacco in it. Big fuckin joint. I start playing with her asshole, and she moves her legs, the bottom one moves up a bit, and her top leg folds up into that “sideways porn scene” position, you know what I’m talking about. So I rub her asshole, work a little lube in there, finger her ass, she’s feeling it. Meanwhile, we’re passing this fat joint back and forth, just getting completely obliterated high. I’m just about to slip it in when it dawns on me: I gotta record this!

So I hop up, and setup my webcam to film this. I rewatched the video of this so many times. I could almost tell you every second of it, I’ve seen it so much. It starts and she says “change the angle, it’s too low!” and we find the right angle together. She giggles and hits the joint, then hands it to me as I climb behind her and I say “don’t mind if I do” I reach over her and take the joint while she plays with her hair and looks in the camera. She gives her boobs a couple squeezes and makes a duck face, and then looks up at me. It was this perfect, sort of innocent romantic silly moment, right before I fucked her butt. Without saying another word, I layed back down behind her, and my young man cock was just r e a d y for this. It looked so beefy and strong in this video. I pressed my cock head against her hole, and she pressed herself back onto me. It took about a minute of slow stroking before we really hit that rhythm… Which is when I throw that belt around her neck, pull her hair out from under it, and start choking the shit out of her. I’m laying on my side, belt in one hand, the back of her thigh in my other holding her leg up, I grind my cock on these long, deep, slow thrusts. I grunt into her ear what a good girl she is. My pace increases, and my grip with the belt tightens slightly. She’s allowed to take a breath when she needs it, but every time she needs air, she has to hit the joint. It’s a punishment and a reward.

It doesn’t take long before the room is a smoky, hazy mess. I tell her I’m not going to stop fucking her until the joint is gone. We fuck in that position for about 13 more minutes, sometimes hard, sometimes gentle. Her top leg changes positions a bunch, but the wand never leaves her clit for a single second. You can really start to see the sweat glistening off her shiny body. She’s cum once from her vibrator/choking/buttfuck experience, quivering and moaning as weed smoke seems to fall from her open mouth. As she cums I hump vigorously, and I waste no time filling her ass with my cum once that joint is gone. She’s a good slut, after all. She nubbed the roach out in the ashtray, I take the belt off her neck, and blow my loadabout 30 seconds later.

I love that video so much. I watched it so many times. Not only was I deeply in love with the girl in the video, but the sex just looked ~good~ and my dick looked huge. It also has a lot of shots of her face, looking right at the camera, while I buttfucked her.

I wish like hell I didn’t lose everything in that hard drive. I wish I had all the pics and videos backed up, online somewhere. There was so much content. The only thing she liked as much as having sex was filming it and watching it later. She loved to plan camera angles for certain positions. She would text me while I’m at work, where she’d tell me what position she wanted and where the camera would be. More than once she setup the webcam, got herself into position and sent me a pic. I have hundreds of pictures and videos, we recorded about 70% of all the sex we had. We would take turns playing director.

Another thing this girl liked was to take selfies with cum on her. There was not a single inch of this girl that didn’t have cum on it at some point. OK, that’s exaggeration, but not by much. I came on her face so many times I lost count, but I had at LEAST 30 cum facial selfies on my hard drive, dozens of chest and tit cum shot pics, ass covered in cum, back painted in white stripes, all over her pussy, her belly, in her hair, leaking out of her holes, puddles on her lips and teeth… Basically, if I ejaculated on or in her, she took a picture. Her primary, favorite fetish was cum.

It was incredibly sad then (but also sort of convenient) that she had a heriditary disorder that made her lady parts unable to conceive a child. I don’t know the details, but it doesn’t matter. All you need to know is she couldn’t get preggo, but we BOTH had a breeding fetish. She would tell me, while we fucked, “Please! Please! Cum inside me! In need your cum deep in me! Breed my womb!” I’ll never forget the way she said “breed my womb” it just makes me genitals tingle thinking about it.

One of the consequences of having sex 15+ times a week with a breeding fetish is she ended up leaking my cum almost constantly. Any time we knew we were going to go out, we would plan it, where I would cum inside her, and then she would wear a dress, and feel me run down her leg (we did that at a wedding, and then I came in her again AT the wedding). One time we found a Hooters outfit for sale at a garage sale. It was way too small for her, but she managed to squeeze into this thing anyways. It was just her big chubby ass that didn’t fit well. So anyways, I cum in this girl one day, a nice big load, right before our date to go watch the hockey game at Hooters with some friends. She had tied the shirt in back so it was really tight against her skin, her nipples pokin out. No bra. Orange shorts, real tight, top rolled down low, pulled up tight showing a little c-toe. Thicc-fit girl belly section exposed. Hnnnnngggg… She wore no panties, and leaked my cum onto her shorts. All the girls working there loved her outfit, gave her lots of compliments. A few times, when everyone was watching the game, she’d turn towards me and spread her legs to show the cum spot on the thin orange garment.

We went to a hotel one evening, couple towns over. Dinner and drinks at the hotel restaurant. Second floor room, window over the parking lot. I fucked her slowly from behind, waiting. She waited until there was a lonesome early 50s dad looking fellow walking by his car, and then had me fuck her harder, her body pushed up against the glass. Her wrists wrapped the window a few times to try to get his attention. She waited for him to see her, and when he did, he stopped and did a double take.

“He sees us!” she giggled excitedly

I grabbed her hips and supplied a good hard rhythm as she blew him a kiss.

“Oh, now he’s watching!” she moaned, excited by the idea.

I plowed hard into her, watching her stare at this man as I fucked her aggressively from behind.

After a few moments he walked away, and they waved “bye” to each other. His face seemed both shocked and overjoyed.

She turned around after that and said to me with a grin “next time her jerks off, he’s going to think of me. Next time he fucks his wife, he’s going to imagine it’s me.”

In the end, though, things went terribly between us. I moved out to where she lived, uprooted my entire life and replanted in a new place, and then everything went poorly. But this story was more about the Summer of Sin, and all these incredible sexual moments of mine, and the way I went from thinking of sex as this “by the rules” thing and started to realize that all that silly, weird, kinky shit you see online, with the right partner, can be a reality. There’s plenty of other sex stories I could share with this girl. Holy cow. A lot. She was a FREAK in every way. We broke up, then spent about a year doing the “it’s complicated” thing, then went zero contact for 14 months, then she text me unexpectedly one day and basically told me “nobody fucks like you, please come wreck my pussy” which lead to another crazy sexual encounter. I guess if there’s any interest in hearing more about her, I’ll write up more. I changed my writing style a bit for this one, let me know if you like how this is edited and written and shit.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hqz238/the_summer_of_sin_mf_20m18f