I [F] might have cucked my date [M] and I think I liked it…

So this week was homecoming, so I was so busy all week.

I didn’t have a lot of time to do much, but this Saturday was the homecoming dance and I went because a guy from my class asked me like a week ago. It was a nice, I got to wear a dress I bought over the summer. It’s a very cute pink silk dress, with lace going down the sides, so you could see through my dress on the sides. I decided since it would be dark where we would all be dancing, I decided not to wear a bra or panties.

It was around 7 PM when he picked me up in his car and we went headed to where the dance was being held. I noticed he was trying his best to not stare at my chest when he’d looked over and talk to me. I could tell he was stealing glances though when he thought I wasn’t looking. He was gripping his shifter tightly too, I wonder what was running through his head the whole time?

We got the the venue where the dance was being held, it was really nice too! We could hear the music outside, when we parked. He held the car door open for me, held out his hand, and helped me out of the car. While I we were about to walk towards the venue, he stopped me and pulled out a corsage and put it on my wrist. It was cute and I did appreciate the idea of it.

We went inside and I met up with a couple of my friends and we took a bunch of photos, then we all moved to the dance floor with our dates. It was a fun night, I danced with my friends, grinded on them while our dates dance behind us. If we felt nice, we’d grind ourselves on them too, but the night ended pretty quickly. My date wanted to go out that night, but I told him I was really tired. So he agreed to take me home.

On the way home, I decided to text my neighbor and see if his wife was home this weekend.

*”Are you awake? Is your wife home?”*

I asked, hoping that the answers would be yes and no.

A few minutes later, I got a reply.

“Yes. No.”

I smiled and quickly replied, “I’ll be over soon.” It took a while to get home because of the traffic, from everyone trying to get out of the venue and head off to their own after parties. It was around 11:45 PM when I finally got home, my date parked out in front of my house and he got out and opened the door for me. He walked me to my doorstep and he asked me if my parents were home and I told him no. They were out of town for the weekend again on their own separate business trips. He then asked if he could come inside, I politely turned him down and thanked him for a lovely night.

*I’d be lying if I didn’t wish he would’ve waited till I opened my door, then pushed me inside on the floor. Then spending the rest of the night teaching me my lesson for being such a tease all night.*
*I waved him good bye and closed the door and then I stood there waiting, for him to walk away, get in his car, and drive away. It took him a little while to leave, maybe he was thinking about coming back and knocking on my door? He didn’t he, started his car and he drove off. I waited a few more minutes, to make sure he was out of my area.*

I messaged my friend to let her know I’d be going to the park again and if I didn’t see anyone there, I’d be going over to my neighbors for the night. She gave me a thumbs up and off I went to the park again. It was a slower walk because of my dress, but I got there around 12:15 “ish”. I hid my phone and house keys again and I sat in the gazebo again. I waited for a while. I’d say like 15-20 minutes, but no one showed up. So I left back home and walked past my house towards my neighbors.

I knocked on his door and he must’ve been waiting in the living room because he answered the door pretty quickly. When he opened the door, he kind of just stood there and looked me up and down. I’m guessing he must’ve been admiring my dress, after he got done checking me out he let me inside. I didn’t waste any time, when he closed and locked the door. I jumped into his arms and kissed him, he was taller than me, so it was a little awkward. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue, but I liked it.
He pulled me close to him, one of his hands holding me behind my back, the other hand reaching down and grabbing my ass. We kissed for a while by his front door, but then he stopped and he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with him. We walked up stairs, down the hall, and into his bedroom. He didn’t waste anytime either, he pulled me along by my wrists and threw me on the bed.
He pulled down his boxers and his cock was twitching and throbbing as he approached me, I guess he took one of his pills. He got on top of my bed and we started making out on his bed. This time it was different, this was a different man I was dealing with and I think it was because he was drunk. This time he was a lot more passionate when he kissed me, he groped my breasts, squeezing them, and he even dry humped me. Then one of his hands slide down my body till he pulled up my dress and found I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Fuckin’ dumb slut. Didn’t even put anything on under because she knew what she wanted.” he said to me, like he was mocking me. His forced his fingers inside my pussy and started to finger fuck me. I don’t know why, but the way he was finger fucking me felt rough and kind of angry. I couldn’t help moan and squirm as his thick, rough fingers fucked my tight little pussy.

“I bet that little boy wishes he was doing this with you right now.” he said to me, again he sounded like he was mocking me.

I didn’t realize it, but he must’ve seen me get dropped off by my date. The only words I managed to get out between my moans was.

*”What?”*

“You heard me you stupid little bitch!” he said raising his voice as he pushed his fingers deep inside me. This time he wasn’t finger fucking me because it made me felt good, he did it just to get a reaction out of me. Which he did, I gasped loudly like I was out of breath and I let out a loud moan when he pulled his fingers back out.

“That little boy who dropped you off probably wishes he was doing what I’m doing to you right now.” he said again, this time pulling his fingers out and positioning himself between my legs.

He didn’t wait, he just shoved his thick cock in my pussy, this hurt a bit and he got me to scream a little from it. He thrusted, slow and deep, his hips rocking his body into mine. His bed slammed into the wall, over and over again. I don’t even know if I was moaning, I was making sounds I’d never made before.

I could feel myself getting closer to cumming and I begged him not to stop. Then, he just stopped, his cock buried in my pussy and he grabbed my phone that fell out of my hand onto the bed.

“Call the boy who dropped you off. Thank him for a fun night and then tell him good night.” he ordered me.

I kind of just stared back at him, confused at what he just asked me. I never answered him and I just stared at him, horny, confused, and scared.

“Call him or I’ll tell your parents you’ve been sneaking off at night when they’re not home.” he said to me, threatening me.

My parents parents were usually pretty chill, but they always wanted me to text them when I went out. If they found out I was sneaking out and not letting them know beforehand, I could kiss these weekends alone goodbye…

I agreed, out of fear of being locked up at home and also, because I was really horny and he just edged me from cumming. I unlocked my phone and gave my date a call.

“Hello? Lynn? Is everything okay?” his voice came through the phone.

Right when I was about to speak, he pulled his cock back out and forced it back in, hard and fast. This got a squeal out of me, I bit my lip, my free hand gripped onto his bedsheets. I stared back at him, scared and angry that he did that.

“Hey! Are you okay? What was that sound?” he asked.

I managed to speak, “Uh. Um. Yeah. Sorry. I just stubbed my fucking toe.”
“Oh. Ha. Okay. What’s up?” he asked, laughing at my pain.

“I just wanted to say thanks for tonight-” when I started to talk again, he started to thrust his hips again. His cock pushing as deep as it could go, his hands on my waist, him staring down at me with a twisted smile on his face. “I had a lot of fun and I just wanted to say good night.” It took all my energy not to moan into the phone, but I managed.

I was hoping this would be a quick phone call, but for some reason. He wanted to take this moment to start confessing to me, he told me he liked me, how long he liked me, what he liked about me, how excited he was when I accepted his invite for the dance, how beautiful I looked tonight, and more and more. The entire time he was confessing, this man was fucking me good and deep. He rocked his hips in a way where he didn’t move his bed much. Deep thrusts pushed his cock inside me over and over. I couldn’t help it, I started to moan, but I held them in as long as I could.

“So Lynn… do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asked me as this man came inside me, one final deep thrust inside as he came. I could feel his hot, thick cum filling up my pussy and I laid there, holding in my moan as best as I could.

I pulled the phone back to my ear and I said, “Sorry. I don’t think I want to date right now. Good night.” I hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed as I laid there with him on top of me. I could still feel his cock twitching inside me as he pumped the last bit of his load inside me.
We didn’t just fuck once, we fucked two more times, once in doggy, once prone, and then I sucked him off till we both fell asleep.

I wake up Sunday morning cuddling with him in bed. I didn’t wake him up, I got up and dressed again and I kissed him on the cheek. I left his house and went back home, showered, and texted my friend, I got back home from my neighbors.

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