I [F] was matched up with a close friend who brutally beat me in the woods. Without hesitation, I’d repeat it. [24F]

My buddy informed me last summer about a man she had been getting to know and letting get close to her in the back of her car in a deserted parking lot. She had shown him my picture and he had expressed an interest in meeting me. After giving me his phone information and essentially telling me to text him to arrange a meeting, I texted him and we decided to meet near my house so that we could take a drive, talk, and see what else happened. He then picked me up.

As soon as I climbed into his truck, I noticed right away that there was a strong sexual tension in the air. We didn’t talk much, but I could see him glance over occasionally to look at me, and I swear I saw him at one point rubbing the back of his palm across a huge mound in his lap.

He finally stopped the car in an old strip mall parking lot after what seemed like an age and what I’m sure felt like it for the twitching cock I had just just become very aware of waiting and swelling inside of his jeans. He silently took my hand and led me toward a break in the buildings as he hopped out of the driver’s side and circled around to open my door.

As we left the concrete surface and went through some overgrown brush to a place just out of view of the back doors of the strip mall, he continued to lead the way while holding my hand in his.

Then, as though in perfect time, we both halted and turned to face one another. There wasn’t much hesitancy. I just had one goal at the time since I could feel his huge erection trying to escape his pants echoing the throbbing sensation in my swollen, wet labia. I was close to losing it when I realized that all he could think about at that very time was feeling my tight wetness wrap around him. He saw my bare pussy and the small hole above it as I swiftly turned away from him, unzipped my jeans, pulled them and my underwear down together, and quickly bent myself in half.

I’ll never forget his trembling hesitancy as he reached for my slit and the way his other hand was holding his enormous cock as he started to guide it in. He started thrusting in and out of me as soon as it was in, making sure to fully drive up against my cervix with each stroke. For about 10 minutes, he continued thrusting in that manner while reaching down and rubbing circles around my gluttonous, engorged clitoris with his thick fingers. I then felt him pull away more with his subsequent strokes, so I backed into him harder out of hunger. However, he kept one hand on my ass while tapping the hole directly above with his dick with the other. I asked him to come in while groaning with pure ecstasy.

He pushed two thick fingers deep inside of me, used my pussy juices as lube, pulled them out, and started slowly rubbing my asshole. He started to push in with his cock after lubing up that tiny red hole to his satisfaction. My tense muscles instantly gave way, which was great because it made it possible for him to enter me there. Furthermore, having him in my ass felt eerily even better than having him in my pussy, good god. He started to insert 2 fingers as deeply as he could, trying to touch my cervix and tap on the wall of my womb that was waiting for him. I believe he sensed this. When he was finally able to ask, “Can I cum in here?,” he did so barely. In a raw, primal growl, I eagerly affirmed his request to enter my ass and expressed my desire for him to do so.

The fact that I wasn’t using birth control at the time, I was ovulating, and I think the likelihood that I would have become pregnant from this chance encounter is my only regret.

Once in a lifetime experience, that was. It was thrilling to fuck outside, and the possibility that I might have been discovered to have a huge dick inside of me as well as my pants down turned me on even more. For as long as I live, I won’t ever forget this time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z6q4yk/i_f_was_matched_up_with_a_close_friend_who

2 comments

  1. I was hoping for more context about the brutal beating in the woods because without context that scenario doesn’t pass the vibe check.

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