When I gave roadhead and fucked the worst dude I’ve ever met [FM]

Alright. I’ve avoided this for FAR too long.

I just want to start by saying this dude and I ONLY had a physical connection. Every time he opened his mouth I wanted to punch him. Our politics were on different ends of the spectrum and he was one of those folks who thought it was “edgy” to say misogynistic shit. Plus, he was just generally annoying.

But fuck me, we had tension.

There have been a few times in life when I’ve had this crazy raw sexual chemistry with someone. I don’t know why I wanted this dude, but I did.

And the first time we fucked was SO GOOD.

We hated each other but there was always something there. We almost hooked up once after trivia, but he hadn’t had an STD test in over a year so I kicked him out.

*Ok fun fact, I’m actually VERY responsible with my sexual health. I usually don’t mention this in stories, but the reason there’s usually a gap is because I make my partners get tested.*

After that night we started sexting and shit got real, real fast.

I told him I wanted to look him in the eye while I sucked his dick and swallowed his cum. He told me he wanted me to sit on his face.

*Face sitting isn’t really my thing, but whatever.*

I texted that my pussy was throbbing for his dick, and he told me he had jerked off to the thought of him licking my underwear.

So like… We’re both freaks. That was established. When he got tested it took all of three hours for us to make a date.

He picked me up in a car he thought would impress me. I know nothing about cars and couldn’t give a shit, but finance bros always think your panties will drop if you flash pretty things.

*Jokes on you, bro. My panties were about to drop anyway.*

“Do you like it?” He asked as he weaved in and out of traffic.

“It seems impractical for the city, but whatever.”

He sped up and smiled. “You don’t buy one of these to be practical. You buy it because you want to see girls in a dress like that in the front seat.”

*Not to brag, but I was looking pretty slutty. I had on a short black dress and push-up bra.*

“You often have girls in this seat then?”

“Only girls I’m trying to impress.”

“You don’t have to impress me though. We’re going to fuck.”

He rolled his eyes. “Jesus V. You have to wine and dine me first.”

“I don’t want to go to dinner.”

“What do you want to do?”

“Go back to my place.”

He narrowed his eyes. “This feels like a trap. Shouldn’t we like… Have an actual date before you see my dick?”

“If we wait that long you might bring up politics and then I’ll remember why I hate you,” I groaned.

“I can’t park in your sketchy neighborhood anyway, V.”

“I bet I could convince you.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Oh yeah?”

I hiked my skirt up and reached between my legs. I slowly worked my underwear down and balled it into my hands. He kept darting his eyes toward me, his mouth hanging open as he gawked. I leaned over to press my underwear into the pocket of his blazer and slid to my knees.

I grabbed one of his fingers and stuck it in my mouth and started sucking.

“You won’t kill us, will you?” I asked as I reached for his belt.

“You might kill me, Viola.”

I laughed and started pulling down his pants until he was exposed. When I put my mouth on him he shuddered and gripped the wheel a little harder.

“Fuck, I’ve always wanted this in this car. I thought of it when I bought it.”

“Don’t ruin it, bro,” I mumbled.

I dove in. I stuck him so deep in my throat I couldn’t breathe and let him push my head down gently. I moved back and swirled my tongue around his head a few times and then licked the sides of him slowly before I took him back in my mouth.

Then I mouth fucked this dude so hard we both should be dead.

He sped up as I went deeper and I heard him groan when he slammed the breaks.

“Fuck Viola!” He groaned.

I took him so far back in my throat I almost gagged. I watched him squirm to keep his eyes on the road and fight a shudder.

“I’m coming,” he gasped a final time as I felt him fill my mouth. I sat back as I swallowed and scrambled back to my seat.

“You’re a shitty driver when you’re getting roadhead.”

“That was… Unexpected.”

“We’re heading back to my place,” I laughed when we passed a street I recognized. “Awwww, you’re going to risk parking your car in my shitty neighborhood to fuck me. That’s so romantic.”

“Don’t make me change my mind. Why are you smiling?”

“Your dick is really big and it’s going to hurt when you fuck me.”

He looked at me in horror. “I’m sorry?”

“No… Like I want it to hurt.”

“You are fucking insane.”

*I am.*

I pulled him into my apartment. As I was turned around to lock the door he came up behind me and slowly unzipped my dress. He wrapped an arm around me and fondled my chest.

I wasn’t wearing a bra.

When he put his mouth to my neck I shuddered and had to throw my hands against the wall to hold steady. “I want you so bad,” he whispered. He started inching a hand up my skirt, but I stopped him.

“Don’t do that yet,” I gasped.

“I have to feel how wet you are. Your whole body is shaking.”

“No!”

He turned me around to face him. “Are you not into this?”

I caught my breath a little and met his stare. “No, I just want to do other things first.”

“I want to make you come.”

“You WILL.”

“What’s up with you?”

I let out a breath and rolled my eyes. “I’m really sensitive to penetration. If you finger me right now I won’t be able to stop.”

“Do you want to stop?” He asked.

“No! I just… I have some moves. We can’t fuck before you see my moves.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“I… We can’t fuck yet. I’m serious. I’m really good at sex. You want the whole experience.”

“You’re just competitive,” he laughed. “You have to prove you’re this good.”

“I AM this good.”

He slammed a hand against the wall beside me. “Ok Viola, what if I told you my kink was watching women lose control and NOTHING would be hotter to me right now than watching you come undone.” He slipped my dress past my shoulder and finally let it fall to the floor. “Would you let me finger your then?”

I finally laughed and gave a small nod.

He turned me around and pressed his body against mine as he pushed my legs apart and stuck his finger between my legs. When his fingers entered me I gasped and hit the wall. My jaw started shaking as he started moving in and out.

Every muscle in my stomach dropped as he pushed deeper.

“Fuuuck,” I groaned slowly. “Fuck me.”

“Not yet,” he laughed. He took his fingers out and led me to my bed room. I took off his shirt before he pushed me back on the bed. “I have to see your face as I do this,” he said as he spread my legs and moved his fingers toward me again.

When I felt him my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I moaned. I tried to hide my face but he turned me back towards him.

“You are fucking tight,” he laughed. “And you’re absolutely losing it.”

“Fuck me,” I moaned. “Please dude.”

“Jesus, this is hot.”

He put another finger in me and I gasped. “Please! Please fuck me. I need it.”

“You need it?”

“Yes!”

“Need what, V? Say the words. I want to hear it through your moans.”

“I want your dick inside of me, damn iiiit,” I cried.

He finally leaned back and pulled his pants down. When he climbed on top of me he kissed me once and then thrust inside of me quickly.

He was big. It hurt like hell… But I like pain.

He watched me as I squirmed to take him and let out a gasp. “Are you ok?”

“Fuck me, please.”

“Are you sure?”

“No, don’t just fuck me. Use me to get off any way you want,” I moaned.

“You say crazy shit, Viola.”

Still, he thrust into me again and let me scream this time. He did it again and I clawed at his back and groaned.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I whispered into his ear.

He nipped at my neck gently. “You’re taking me so well.”

“You can go harder.”

“Are you sure?”

“Jesus, don’t be a little bitch.”

He scoffed slightly and pulled out for just long enough to flip me over. “You want it?”

“Yes!” I yelled, but the word hadn’t even escaped my mouth before he slammed into me and went hard this time. I had to hold my headboard and bury my head into a pillow to stifle a scream.

“You fucking wanted this,” he gasped, but then I heard him shudder. “This feels really good.”

Every. Single. Stroke. Was blissful pain. I was building and screaming below as he tore into me.

We came at the same time and it was explosive. He pulled my hair as he finished and I was shaking so hard I felt euphoric and light.

We fucked a few times after that. He was kind of a shitty person, but damn we were great at fucking each other.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yrzsku/when_i_gave_roadhead_and_fucked_the_worst_dude