How I (18f) began my journey [MF]

I was referred here not long ago but fair warning, this is far from the wildest story on here. I was looking for something on Reddit that isn’t GW – I can’t do that anymore…

This is more of an origin story (I used to be a huge nerd). I think I’ve slowed down a bit, so I’ll post that here once I’ve properly mentally processed my other experiences

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A lot of this happened because I got dumped just before moving to college. It wasn’t an attempt at an LDR, a ‘break’, or an amicable parting of ways. I overheard him talking to his friends about my ‘poor performances’ in bed and how he wanted to “fuck all these amazing college girls”. I was so pathetic that I was planning on begging him to take me back and that I’d try harder and even maybe transfer to his college. But before I could tell him, he dumped me over text. Honestly, I dodged a bullet but hindsight is 20/20.

Unfortunately, that didn’t stop me from spending my whole trip to campus crying and trying to figure out and learn what I could have done to ‘be better’. My heartbroken state made me do a lot of things I normally wouldn’t have. Really I should be thanking my bitch of an ex twice. Actually, three times, but I’ll get to that later.

My first day on campus was my first day out of tight quarantine (old/sick family). My alcohol tolerance was essentially zero, my sex drive was out of control, and my brain was full of ‘how to keep/get a man’ type stuff. These things made for a dangerous combination…
All of this was made even worse when I met Thor – well Chris Hemsworth (actually neither) – but I was drunk, I hadn’t unpacked my contacts (I didn’t want to wear glasses to my first party). Unfortunately, my vagina had taken control. I flirted, danced, tried to be dumb and fun. In my defence, I told him I’m not that kind of girl (which was true when I said it). All of that went out the window once I grabbed him by the arm and led him to my bed.

He was quite a flirt but his silver tongue did more than talk – I had never come from oral – but he quickly checked that box. Twice. Pun intended. When it was time to reciprocate, I was ready with all my new ‘Cosmo’ knowledge. But I knew I was in trouble once I got his pants off. But again, my brain wasn’t making the decisions. I do remember thinking to myself

*”okay, just a BJ. That won’t be so slutty. I’m sure he’ll understand. If I can make him come he’ll be okay with no sex”*

I was doing everything I remembered from the articles/videos, but… the taste, the scent, the jaw pain, his soft touch and sweet words, the sheer beauty(!), and his abs omg… it was hard to concentrate. I was giving it my all but I couldn’t make him cum and I felt bad for calling it a night but I knew I had to. I looked up to tell him, but couldn’t get the words out.

He picked me up, held me up against the wall as kissed me. I could tell he was putting the condom on – and I should have stopped him here – but the kiss was incredible… I thought he’d lower me down once it was on, so I was prepared to stop him as he did – but instead he lifted me back up – onto his shoulders. I nearly passed out from that orgasm. I was woozy when he lowered me down and forgot to tell him I can’t have sex with him. I was way too late. He repositioned himself as I sank onto him. I quickly remembered why I was so scared when I undid his pants but my mouth couldn’t say anything.

I had buried my face in his chest to hide my wincing. I don’t know how long it took, but I wasn’t the same when we moved away from the wall. He laid me down on my bed. I was panting and he asked me if I was okay. I stupidly nodded yes, looking up at him. I couldn’t say anything because he had **the** most amazing body I had ever seen. And the biggest and prettiest cock I had ever seen! (at the time) I was in awe. I had no idea what he said while I was staring but must’ve been along the lines of ‘ready for more?’ – I was not – but my beat up vagina was in control, and I smiled and nodded yes – knowing it was a terrible idea.

I couldn’t hide my wincing in his chest this time and he immediately backed off and asked me if I was okay. He went back down on me and that either 1. helped me relax or 2. get me wetter – but when we tried again he felt so much better. I thought I knew what an orgams was and I felt myself building up to it, but it was a different series of sensation than I was expecting. I was confused for just a moment – before my body got what it needed – a real orgasm. My first real penetrative orgasm. I had barely figured out what had happened before a second and third ripped through me in quick succession.

It felt like forever but I did finally came down. I was about to ask him how his orgasm was – but he was still in me, fully hard. Before I could ask him anything, I felt something more, something new – inside. Then, I felt his pelvis touch mine, then I felt (I figured this out later) his balls tap my ass. I was struggling to comprehend these three new sensations. My vagina went haywire, while (what was left of) my brain was thinking

*”He only just got all the way in?? After all that??”*

Everything after this moment is a foggy memory, but I remember he came down to kiss me. All his weight on me – and I was gone again. Moments later, his orgasm pulsed inside me, and fucked me up even more. His grunts and moans only added to everything. My body gave up on me. I was his. I didn’t care.

Less than 12 hours at college, single for less than 24 hours. Here I was, not just fucking a stranger with his cum on my face, but getting fucked over and over. I know it’s not double anal or public sex, like the other posts here, but it was super slutty for me – at the time.

I woke up very sore but **so** happy. I couldn’t stop smiling all day. I ran into Thor a few days later, finally learned his name, made a new friend, had some more sex, learned a lot more about myself, and – most importantly for this sub – got wilder ?

Also! If you’re reading this, ex, it turns out you were the problem. Because:

I love giving blowjobs, you just sucked at receiving them. I’m a regular cock-sucking cumslut now

I’m not boring in bed, I was just bad at faking orgasms. The noise complaints and fines are evidence enough.

Also, I am adventurous in bed. Maybe if you had made me cum once in a while I’d have done the stuff on that list of yours. Yeah, I saw it. I’ve checked off at least 9 of those things. I could have guessed how many you’ve accomplished, but I also now know you’ve checked off zero ?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/je1y2o/how_i_18f_began_my_journey_mf