how I became a rebound [MF]

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Let me preface it before the story begins. Unlike most men on this subreddit with their third legs, 0% body fat percentage demi gods who can fuck like pornstars, I have none of those qualities. I am short, chubby, Asian and a small dick. I got a face that only a mother can love and it should be in a museum as a modern art piece. If the life was a game, my life would be set at a difficulty that could only be equivalent to “This cannot be cleared, no matter what” difficulty, with women, especially living in a western country. And this is how I became a rebound to a girl, more than 10 years younger than me, who was significantly above my level.

My friends have always told me I have a thing for women who are in pain, who have been through a lot, got out of a rough relationships, which I don’t agree with, because I have always admired women with strong personality, determination and drive, but ironically, she was one of them.

I met her at a bar where she is taking a shot after another with her friends, but instead of fun, happy, enjoying the moment drunk, she looked more like someone who is just drinking to overcome something. She was not that tall, maybe 5’5, 5’6, but had a great body, slim and fit, with a great ass, a kind of ass you would see from women who has played sport their whole lives. She also had beautiful hazel eyes and cute dimples. And I’m an absolute sucker for dimples.

But more than anything else, she had this look of someone that you would’ve called the police out of concern, while her friends are keep encouraging her to drink. So, out of curiousity, I approached them and asked if they are celebrating something.

One of her friends tell me that the girl in question just got dumped, after her, now ex, boyfriend told her that he wanted to sleep with others, only two days after he wanted to be with her forever, and she needed a drink to forget the pain.

After a while though, this girl, who was drunk out of her mind, is telling me about her ex, all the things she did for him, etc. While I’m thinking to myself “why am I doing this to myself?” I have, over the years, sat in front of my whiny, crybaby, annoying dumb bitches of friends who seem to have the worst taste in men, gets their heart broken and cry about it for months. In the meantime, her friends had left her with me, which I don’t know why, and gone off to their own adventures, while I was stuck babysitting this mess of a woman. After a while, which felt like hours of this sobbing babbling, she, all of a sudden, got little handsy and said we should go back to her place.

Call me boring and lame, but I don’t sleep with women who are under the influence or cannot make an informed decision. It just isn’t my thing. Always get a consent from the other party, whether you’re a man or a woman. So, I politely rejected, stating that I can’t sleep with someone who can’t give me a consent, and offered to get her an Uber. As the Uber ride had arrived, I tried to take her to the ride, but she insist that I get her number, which I was hesitant, mainly because who the fuck wants a number from what would’ve been a one night encounter, at the most, with no sex? I tried to tell her that it won’t be necessary, but she was being demanding and she put her number on my phone, surprisingly accurately, despite her drunkness, and she went off to her, what I assumed, to her house.

And when I got home that night, I messaged her saying that hope she got home safely, mainly because if anything bad happened to her, I would probably be the primary suspect in that case, and fuck no, i have no intention of going to jail, in any circumstances, whatsoever. Soon after, I fell asleep and the night ended without an issue.

A following day, I was catching up with an old friend, when I got an angry text from her. She demanded to know who I was, how I got her number, whether I was some sort of a creep, etc. Which, I was little taken aback, and I just texted her back explaining what happened the previous night and I just messaged to make sure that she got home safely, and unless there’s anything else she needed to know, wished her the best day. She did read the message but didn’t respond to it, which I had no problems with, and I just wanted to make sure that I didn’t put myself in a weird situation.

A couple of days later, while I was at work, I get another message from her, and this time, she was really apologetic, explaining her initial aggressive text and attitude, thinking that I took an advantage of her, and wanted to see if I wanted to grab a coffee with her. And as I have said earlier, I was very hesitant, mainly, because for many people, once the alcohol fades out of their system, the things only get worse. I messaged her that although I appreciate the gesture, I didn’t think it would be necessary, and I am just fine knowing that she got home safely and nothing happened. However, she insisted again and again, until I conceded and agreed to meet her for a coffee next day, as both she and I had a day off. And in between, we didn’t message much, but she told me her name and that’s when I found out how old she was, which made this even more awkward and uncomfortable for me.

Anyway, we met up at this small Cafe in town, and she apologized for her behavior and told me what lead to the drunk episode a few days ago, which I did hear from her while she was drunk, but I didn’t stop her, as I didn’t want to be rude to her. And after she finished the story, we just talked about random things, such as our hobbies, interests, and some random stories which both of us had plenty of, much to my relief. And much to my surprise, we were having a nice conversation.

As we are continue having a conversation, I did mention that I am significantly older than her, and if it’s not something she’s comfortable with, I respect it. As I finished saying it, she just stared right into my eyes, without blinking, and didn’t say a word, which felt like eternity. Then she gave me a little smirk and said that she prefers older men and she’s okay with it. And when I mentioned whether she was repulsed by my ugly mug without any alcohol in her system, I am very self depreciating, she flatly told me that I shouldn’t say such unflattering thing about myself, which I genuinely didn’t expect.

Anyway, after the coffee, as we left the coffee and was about to go our separate ways, she gave me a hug, and it felt like it was more than just a hug, lasted much longer, and as embarrassing as it may sound, way too intimate. And when she let go of me, she asked me if I wanted to hang out at her place. Just to be clear, I got out of my last relationship at the end of 2019 and I hadn’t been with any women since then up to this point (early 2022), and my ever so awful game got even worse, and my stupid dumbass didn’t pick up the signs, but said sure and we went to her place. And as we are going to her place, which was surprisingly close to the Cafe, she insisted on holding hands.

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Once we got to her place, as soon as the door was shut, she was all over me, kissing me like her life depended on it. As a desperate loser in a drought equivalent of Sahara desert, I was not thinking straight. I was trying to figure out just what the fuck was going on, while having this significantly younger, and SIGNIFICANTLY more attractive woman devouring me as if I am her last meal on earth.

As she was kissing me, she was also undoing my pants at the same time. And as she was undoing my pants, my self conscious kicked in, of my small cock, and I was thinking to myself this was not gonna go well, as I have previously had a pretty brutal rejection in a similar situation.

Instead, she looked genuinely pleased, looked right into my eyes, with her beautiful hazel eyes, and asked “can I please suck your cock, daddy?” (A theme here, which will continue) I don’t have a daddy kink, but the moment I heard it, every little thoughts in my head just evaporated and I’m in a full on horny mode. And without saying a word, I pushed her down, rather forcefully, and shove my cock in her mouth. Without missing a beat she’s sucking on my cock with such intensity, it was beyond incredible to describe the sensation. She licked and sucked every part of my cock and and was slobbering all of my cock. She would also routinely try to deepthroat and gag on my cock, a massive ego booster. And as she was giving me one hell of a blowjob, I was about to cum, and as I muttered “I’m cumming”, she pushed her face all the way to the base of my cock and I had one of the most intense orgasms I have had in years.

After such intense orgasm, my legs started to give up on me, and I slowly fell onto the ground. As soon as I landed on my butt, she said to me, with a cheeky grin, “you aren’t done just with one round, are you?”, then flipped my legs up high and started to give me the best rim job I have ever received. Fellas, if you wanna know what it feels like to be in heaven, get your lady to give you a rim job. And ladies, if you wanna see your man squirm in pleasure, give him a rim job. I promise you, it will blow your fucking mind.

She was using every tricks in the book including licking, twirling, poking, circling etc, and what I clearly remember from that initial rim job was as she was giving me the rim job of my life time she tells me “I just fucking love how sensitive you are.” It was such an intense and yet intimate moment where I couldn’t keep myself from moaning and she seemed to get off from hearing my moan. And when she finally took her tongue off of my ass, she looked at me, with an evil smirk, and said “now, ready for round two, daddy?” And as I got up, seeing the carpet underneath absolutely drenched in her spit, and possibly my cum, she whispered into my eyes and saying “fuck me like a whore”.

That, just flipped my switch, that i had forgotten about, and I grabbed her by her hair, and kissed her neck, which smelled like what an angel would smell like, leaving quite a number of hickeys, and smacking her tight, incredible athletic ass. As I spanked her, she whispered, with a slight tremble, “harder”, which drove me even crazier, and I must have spanked her solid 20 to 30 times, and she seemed to love the attention she was getting on her ass.

After that, I told her that I need to take you to her bed, and she grabbed me by my wrist and dragged me into her bedroom. And as I was being dragged, I noticed her ass, and how red it was, and me being a simpleton, gave me another kick of ego booster.

As soon as we got into the bedroom, I pushed her onto the bed and started to eat her pussy. By then, it was already gushing with her juice and her pussy tasted just incredible. It honestly was sweet and I just couldn’t stop eating her pussy, while keep smacking her perfect ass, which, I later found out, I left a slight bruise on her ass. And I couldn’t get enough of her quiet, trembling, and yet high pitched moan, which felt like music to my ears.

I could have eaten her pussy for forever, when she grabbed me by my hair, and said, “please… I need you… please fuck me.” I know what you’re thinking. You must be thinking that I watched too much corny porn and got the line off of it, but I swear, she said it, word by word. And I couldn’t resist anymore and I just went right into her pussy.

Remember the drought that I had mentioned that I had been in? If I could be in a pussy like that, even just one more time, I would bury myself in a Sahara desert for my entire life, as a price, just to feel that sensation again. It was indescribably perfect, in every sense of the word. Tightness, wetness, slippery, scent, taste, for a split second, I thought I was dreaming, in heaven, until she pushed herself onto my cock, and I grabbed her by her hair, with an aggression i didn’t even know i had in me, and started to fucking her while continuously spanking her ass. Even now, trying to describe that first fuck, I am lost for words, because I genuinely don’t know if anything could be as amazing as that. She had… without a doubt the best pussy I have ever fucked, tasted, touched, even been around. And the sound her ass made as we were fucking… dear lord… her perfect ass bouncing off of me was just speechless.

As I was fucking her with every ounce of energy in me, while feeling like we fucked for hours, when it was more like only a few minutes, I told her that I am about to cum, that’s when she pushed herself off of the bed, in process of pushing me onto the floor, and begged, and I mean BEGGED me to cum inside. As a weak minded pussy whipped bitch that I am, who am I to say no to this goddess of a woman? I had an orgasm that was even crazier than the previous one, where it felt like the greatest orgasm I have ever felt. I remember my legs trembling, almost as if I’m a vibrator, as I was cumming with the ugliest and the most unflattering grunt I have ever made.

As I finished cumming, laying on the floor, utterly exhausted and yet energetic, she leaned right next to me, wrap her arms around me and asked, in the sweetest voice I’ve heard, possibly in my lifetime, “can you please stay the night, daddy?”

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I’m not a good writer and even as I am writing this, this doesn’t sound real, even as a person who had experienced it, first handed. However, I promise you, everything happened here is 100% true story, which happened earlier this year. And this isn’t the end of it either, so please let me know if you enjoyed it and if you would like a follow up.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v92413/how_i_became_a_rebound_mf