Free Use Fantasy (part 1) [FM, Free Use]

My finger hovered over the mouse button for what felt like an eternity. My mind wildly flipping between “Come on, you’ve fantasized about this a THOUSAND times, click the damn button and DO IT ALREADY,” and “Holy shit, am I REALLY going to do this? It’s careless and dangerous at the very LEAST. God only knows who the hell would show up!” Finally, I clicked the button. My profile has been updated. And now… I wait.

I’ve had a fantasy pop up in recent months about “free use.” Sure, I’ve had a threesome or two and been involved in a couple of orgies at parties, but those were all events that I knew who was involved and exactly when and what was happening. Free use… well, there’s a lot of room for “mystery,” is the word I’ll use. It sounds less scary than saying “giving strangers my address to fuck me at any time of day whenever they want and I don’t know when or how many are coming over at any given second,” but you know, it works as a placebo, even if I know that’s what it is.

My Tinder profile now read “I’m Katie. 5’4”, 130lbs, shoulder length, wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes, athletic, and stacked in all the right places. My roommate is gone for a week, and I want to try “free use” out ?. If we match up, I’ll send you my address and you can come over any time, day or night, and have your way with me, no matter what I’m doing. Send a pic of your face, too, not JUST your dick, darlings. Hope to hear from more than one of you soon! ?”

Couple that with my profile picture showing my slim, athletic figure, and highlighting my natural breasts in a skimpy bikini, soaking wet from head to toe, and I was fully expecting my inbox to explode with potential fuck buddies. I’m not arrogant about my looks, by any stretch of the imagination, but I know what I’ve got and that men tend to want it.

I was trying to decide if I should be doing something sexy when the first arrived, or if I should just be natural and take a “whatever happens, happens” approach. Since I didn’t know when or if anyone was going to actually come over, I figured I would just go about my day as normal. I had given my address to no less than half a dozen guys. I couldn’t respond “no” to all of the ones I didn’t want coming over, and I had a LOT of those, so I stopped even trying to respond except to the ones I wanted. Silence is as good a “no” as actually saying “no.”

You know that saying “anticipation makes the heart grow fonder”? Well, I guess anticipation makes the ME wetter. Just imagining all the things that could happen had me going. I decided to take a shower and… “freshen up” a bit so I would be good and warmed up for the first one to arrive. I made sure the door was unlocked and went into the bathroom.

I didn’t even realize how close to arriving the first one was, nor did I even hear him come into the apartment. I had just stripped down and wrapped myself in a towel to get ready for my shower. You must have been watching me through the crack in the slightly open door. I started the water and while I was waiting for it to get hot I decided to finger myself a bit. The room got good and steamed up. I bent into the tub to adjust the water temperature and let out a surprised ‘yelp’ when I felt you hoist me up and keep me bent at the hips. I didn’t even have a chance to react or look at who had shown up and you were already inside of me. Good thing I was already dripping wet down there. You must have seen that from the angle I was bending over. As soon as you put your dick inside of me I tried to turn my head, but you already had a handful of my hair and gave it a pull, keeping me facing forward. Your other hand reached around and started fingering my clit as you fucked me. I couldn’t hold in the moan as I was already cumming.

It was so intense that all I could do was reach back and grab your waist, gripping hard as I just said “fuck me,” then immediately yelled “FUCK ME,” as my body started to quiver. He did NOT disappoint. He kept fucking me, directing our bodies into the shower with every thrust. He ripped the towel off as we got in. I was impressed that we stepped into the shower while he was still inside of me, but glad that he knew what he was doing. After a few moments of him still fucking me from behind, he pulled out and turned me around, picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, put my back against the wall, and pushed himself back inside if me.

My hair was soaked and partially blocking my view, the near waterfall running down my face blurring my vision. I couldn’t get a clear look at him, but I didn’t try to. It felt too good to try and fuck with my hair or the water running over my eyes. All I could make out was that he was tall and had mid-length brown hair with a few tattoos I couldn’t make out.

After a few minutes he gripped my ass with one hand, my hip with the other, and I could feel his rock hard dick pulsing as he came. I yelled again as I came for the second time. It was even more intense than the first. When he was done, he set me back down, turned me around and slapped my ass, then got out of the shower. I was still quivering and started to finger myself through the last few aftershocks as they pulsed through my entire body. I barely heard the “snap” sound of a condom being pulled off and hitting the trash can and a brief “great pussy, I might be back later for more,” as you closed the door and left.

In that moment, I was SO glad I did this. I finished my shower, got dressed in a pair of short shorts and a t-shirt, and walked with weak legs to my bedroom. I laid face down on the bed with a smile, thinking about how amazing and fun that was. I was just about to doze off for a quick nap when I heard the apartment door open and close… this is going to be a fun day.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mz90vs/free_use_fantasy_part_1_fm_free_use