19[FM] I might be addicted to the feeling of him using me for his pleasure.

Currently in a nice two month relationship with a very loving BF. Couldn’t be better honestly. He’s always been super nice and so so gentle whenever we do anything, but you’re not here to hear about that.

Today my outfit was a nice pair of wide suit pants but with nothing other than a black lacy bralette and a dress shirt barely held together by one button. He commented on the outfit earlier in the day but didn’t ask anything else. Tonight we were studying in the library together, and he was pretty distracted and kinda upset when I told him I had to log into a zoom meeting. He looked pretty restless so I left the meeting a little early blaming “connection issues” (turning off my wifi lol) and we left. He seemed so impatient even though his evening lecture was in 30 minutes. Hmm. Plenty enough time.

We went to that one nice bathroom in the basement of one of the newer buildings. It has a bench in it for some reason, very convenient. We were just making out like usual, me straddling him and him with his hands on my waist and ass. No attention to the bralette or my tits though, he’s too much of an ass guy for that. A lot of wholesome little cuddles in between the making out. But he’s so much more possessive today, kissing me until I’m out of breath and leaving little marks all over my neck.

See, what happened next is only hot because it’s him. Any other guy and it wouldn’t have been special. Usually if I ask to give him head, he has sometimes denied because he feels bad when the post nut clarity hits. Super self conscious always about how he treats me, hates that I always end up tearing up when he grabs me by the hair and I choke on him. So you can imagine my surprise when he asked me this time. I was so wet and wanted him to fuck me so bad. No condoms though. Not nearly high enough to try that.

I got started right away. I love the feeling of submission when I just kneel, stick my ass out, and look up at him while licking his cock. He didn’t hesitate to pull me down on him and just absolutely used me. “Fuck,” “(my name)..” He groaned and pushed into me harder when I looked up at him, eyes tearing up, but moaning anyways. He came in big pumps down my throat like usual and cursed again when he saw me licking the stickiness off the hand I used for where my mouth couldn’t (next objective: learning to deepthroat). We cleaned ourselves up and cuddled for a bit there, with him apologizing again (HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL THIS MAN THAT I’D LOVE TO DO THIS WHENEVER) but saying that he was just so stressed.

A lot of friends I have would be so mad about that, him just using me for my body, just to “destress”. It turned me on so much. I just told him that’s it’s okay and i’d gladly help him anytime. The thought of him using me like this more often turns me on way more than it should. Can’t wait to see how this weekend goes hehe 💕

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yfeqcs/19fm_i_might_be_addicted_to_the_feeling_of_him