(Posted as a confession, but was recommended that you might like it here…)
My first sexual partner was in University. I was fairly sheltered growing up and had learned to ignore and/or shun expressions of sexuality. The wildest I had gotten up to that point was waking up from vivid dreams with wet panties. So when I was 19 and had been seeing a guy for 8 months or so, it was clear that he had needs and I had desires that needed exploring. He was a great lover; gentle, attentive and good at communication. I had never orgasmed until meeting him and that opened up some wild nights together. Having said all that, we were very vanilla… No toys or anal or anything too kinky. The kinkiest thing was probably the smutty talk he would engage in when we were having sex. It really got me going, thinking about the wild places and things he would talk about doing with me.
It was a little while later that I discovered my inner slut. It was university break and we went to a coastal town one summer. We were having drinks at sunset at a lively pub. My bf was just wearing board shorts and showing off his athletic body while I wore a cute bikini with pineapple motif and a sheer shawl wrapped around my waist.
We were getting lots of looks that evening and then some random short guy, probably in his 50s came up and chatted to us. He was old, but still muscly and looked after himself. He made some comment about how his wife was away but he’d be still happy to join us back at our room. My bf tried to not drop his jaw and looked sideways at me to see my reaction. I was speechless at how forward this guy was. My bf tried to read me and started mumbling something about being “disrespectful” but I gathered my wits and whispered to him “why not… It might be fun?”
I should clarify that despite being vanilla, through my bf’s smutty stories and the time I accidentally stumbled upon his porn history I realised he had a fantasy for threesomes. I didn’t tell him though, cause I felt awkward / embarrassed.
So, fast forward a little we heard a knock at the door. Before long I was on my back on the bed being kissed by my boyfriend while “Tony” (not real name) was eating me out. I was so wet with the thought of being wanted by two men, I was incredibly aroused in no time. I convulsed with the pleasure of Tony’s tongue while he fingered me. I pushed him away and told him I wanted his cock. He was a bit smaller than my bf, who had now relocated above my head and placed his 5 and a half inch cock in my mouth. Tony lifted my legs and pinned me down by my thighs and started to thrust. My bf reached down and rubbed my clit.
Within minutes I was coming hard on this stranger’s cock. Both men grinned and my bf expressed his amazement at how quickly it had happened. After catching my breath I rolled over and put my ass in the air while taking my bf’s cock in my mouth. The smaller, older man was fit and his abs glistened with sweat. He quickly plunged into me and pounded me with an intensity my bf had never tried. I gagged and removed the meat from my mouth as I moaned with each thrust. My boyfriend asked if I was ok and I screamed YES and told him I’d never felt so good. Tony only lasted a few more minutes before he came inside me.
As Tony moved away I thought I would lay down but my boyfriend quickly grasped my hips and inserted his cock into me. Now he felt he had permission as he fucked me harder than he ever had. My vagina gripped on to him as I spasmed into a wild orgasm. He came too, the feeling of my pussy clenching onto him was too much. We collapsed into a puddle of what I discovered was my first squirt.
Tony was hard again and entered me from the side. He unloaded a second time as I lay worn out holding my boyfriend’s hand.
I learned that day that (a) I can squirt (b) pineapples are a sign that you like to swing. Most importantly though I learned that I really enjoy being a slut. I was opening a whole new world to explore, and I’ve really enjoyed the journey since.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vy5glb/the_day_i_learned_im_a_slut