[MF] The Rebound or: How I Came Inside the Inked, Pierced College Girl

I was in my late twenties and just out of a very long relationship, to the point where I’d never dated as an adult. Complicating this was the fact that during that time dating apps became the dominant mode of meeting up. I consider myself average looking, standing at 5’9” with a fit build from soccer but for someone never big on social media, it felt like the worst way to try to get laid, but loneliness and horniness and a desire to prove something to myself got the better of me, and so I scrounged together a few decent pictures to make a profile and jump in.

It took a few days of bots and conversations that started promising but went nowhere before I matched with Nina. She was a senior at the local college, pretty and short and curvy with a shock of curly hair that was dyed a couple different colors. Her nose was pierced and she had a few visible tattoos.

Her profile said something about her being sassy. I figured I’d start there, saying she didn’t need to mention it in her profile because the smirk in half her pictures gave it away. She said she was holding back in those pictures, that in fact she was capable of much more sass, but lamented that most people couldn’t handle it. She asked if I could. I told her I was confident I could handle it, but it was always more fun to find out for sure.

She didn’t respond for a few minutes and I’d figured I’d gone too far. But soon I got a notification that asked, “so when are you free?”

Later that week we met up at a Mexican restaurant because she said she liked tequila. She arrived in a little dress — looking great — and we worked our way through some awkward conversation before the margaritas we were having kicked in and we regained the confidence we’d both had online. She asked me why I ended up on Tinder and I mentioned my breakup without getting too much into it. We talked about what she wanted to do after college. At one point she smiled and stuck her tongue out a little, and I saw that was pierced too.

Eventually Nina wanted to dance and we hit up a place nearby. We ran into some of her friends, and I figured we’d have to hang out for a minute, but instead she was on a mission, leading me to the dance floor after just a quick hello. She didn’t waste any time, grinding down on my thigh while she gave me an intense stare.

She ended up in front of me, facing away, grinding her big ass onto my crotch. I had a hand across her waist as she leaned back and told me I have good rhythm. I told her she did too, and dragged my hand down her waist and across her hip, feeling the outline of her panties underneath her dress. She asked if I thought it would translate. I didn’t know what to say, so I moved her hair aside and lightly bit her neck. She smiled and stuck her tongue out again and I could see the end of the piercing rest against her teeth.

I don’t know how much longer we lasted, but it couldn’t have been a couple more songs. Next thing I knew, we were in the back of an Uber headed to her place and I was bullshitting with the driver while my hands ran up and down her thighs. Given that this was all new to me, before the night had started I didn’t know if I was being presumptuous pocketing condoms. But at this point I figured it had been a good call.

Nina led me through the dark of her apartment and to her room, which was cold and sparsely decorated. She changed into pajamas and put something on Netflix and we maybe watched a minute of it before we started making out. There were so many places I wanted to put my hands at once, but I started with her hair, running my fingers through the thick curls, tugging it to move her head when I wanted to break a kiss or bite one of her soft, full lips.

I nibbled down her neck and shoulder, taking down the strap of her top along the way. I continued kissing and licking my way down to her nipple where to my surprise — although at this point I should’ve seen it coming — I saw a glint of metal just before I tasted it. I wanted to stay longer, and her heavy breathing encouraged it, but curiosity got the better of me and I moved her top down past her other breast, which sure enough was topped with another pierced nipple.

“How many piercings do you have?” I asked before taking it into my mouth. She laughed and started to touch at parts of her body — her ears, her nose, her mouth — counting to herself. I think it landed somewhere in the teens, though I couldn’t tell you for sure because I was distracted by the last place she had counted, when her hand dropped down between her legs.

Again, as much as I wanted to stay and suck on her perfect tits, this changed the calculus. It was something I’d never encountered before and so as fast as could still reasonably be called sexy, I kissed down her stomach, passing a few more tattoos along the way, and slid off her sweats and her underwear in one pull. Sure enough, seated at the end of a manicured landing strip, emerging from her swollen lips, a bar ran through her clit.

While I usually like to start off teasing, licking and kissing at the inner thighs, making my way closer to the lips, in this case I simply devoured her. My tongue ran the full length of her pussy, my spit mixing with her juices before resting atop her pierced clit, flicking it back and forth between my lips. I tried to match the rhythm of my fingers that I’d worked inside her, but truth be told the bar kind of got in the way, throwing me off a little.

Still, she didn’t seem to mind and before long she was gripping my hair and squeezing her thighs around my head while she panted her way through an orgasm. I continued to tongue at her clit while she shuddered. Then she collected herself, giving me a quick kiss to get a taste, before laying me down on my back and taking my pants off and pulling out all 6+ inches of me.

I couldn’t see as she took my cock into her mouth, my view obscured by her hair. But I felt it, all of it. The way her slick lips slid down my shaft. The way it felt to be buried in the back of her throat. And then, finally, the way she teased the little bead on her tongue piercing just under the head.

I let her work. Sometimes she’d come off it to look up at me and smile, before her face went serious and she took it deep and again I lost the view behind her hair. Although at that point it felt so good that I often had my head thrown back and my eyes closed, so even without her mane I wouldn’t have been watching.

It was during one of those moments, lost in ecstasy, when I felt her take her mouth off me and start kissing back up my body. Suddenly her lips were on mine and she had my hands pinned above my head and was rubbing herself back and forth along my cock, letting the head catch at her entrance, working it in a little, before pulling out and going back to rubbing her slick lips along the shaft.

And then all at once she sat back on it, working her way down and burying my cock deep inside her pussy. She leaned back and started to ride slowly up and down. And then I remembered I wasn’t wearing a condom and a brief feeling of panic cut through the pleasure. After all, I didn’t know this girl, we’d just met not a few hours earlier, and here I was inside her completely raw with condoms in my jeans that were just a few feet away.

Counterpoint: I had a hot college girl grinding her soaked, tight cunt on me while she played with her pierced nipples. I wasn’t going anywhere. I wasn’t doing anything except grabbing her hips and helping my bare cock even deeper inside her.

She put her hands on my chest while she bounced her thick ass on me, sticking out her tongue while she smiled, same as when we were dancing. Then I started thrusting harder and her smile turned into a more serious look of pleasure as she braced herself and took it.

I needed more control, so I sat up and rolled her onto her back without leaving her, putting my hands under her thighs so I could spread her wide and pound her. This got her moaning even louder, coupled with my mouth around her nipple. Her breath got even shorter and she ground her hips up into me with every thrust. Then all at once, she moaned and clenched me and her legs shuddered and I felt her pussy flood while she milked me.

I let her catch her breath and then — having barely made it through her own orgasm without cumming — posed a question I probably should’ve asked a few minutes earlier.

“Are you on birth control?”

She responded in a way that always stuck with me: “I’m on the best birth control.” But before I could wonder at what she meant, she threw her hips up harder at my cock and asked, “Why? You wanna cum in me, daddy?”

I’ll admit I had to slow up, for fear of filling her right there. I collected myself, managing to tell her that I did want to cum inside her. But not yet. Then she slid off me and turned around on all fours, her big ass pointed in the air.

“You want to fuck me from behind first, huh?” This was a girl who knew how to play to her strengths. “You know exactly what I want,” I told her as I moved in behind her and buried my cock inside her, marveling at the way I disappeared between her spread lips and how her ass shook with every thrust.

I could feel it building and I think she could too, as she threw her ass back harder and it all devolved into animal fucking. I spanked her ass and pulled her hair and she yelled through gritted teeth: “Cum in me. CUM IN ME. CUM IN THIS FUCKING PUSSY!”

I obliged, putting my full weight on her and unloading inside her, filling her little cunt with the cum she’d begged to have. I collapsed on top of her as she worked her ass back and forth, milking the last bits out of me. Gripping her body, I pushed myself deep inside her, and we both let out those small appreciative moans into each other’s mouths as we made out.

We passed out and when I woke up it was still dark. Unsure of where I was for a moment, I came to and remembered, “oh right I’d just rawed a stranger.” Nina was still asleep, and though unfamiliar with the standard protocol, I figured I should just probably leave.

I ordered an Uber but as I was getting dressed, she woke up and smiled at me. We started to kiss again and my hand made it’s way between her thighs, the inside of her still wet with the both of us. Fingers working in and out of her, I broke the kiss and used my free hand to cancel the ride.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/opi54k/mf_the_rebound_or_how_i_came_inside_the_inked