I’ve already talked about how, despite coming from a conventional and orthodox home, college is subtly brainwashing me into loosening up, making new friends, and exploring my sexuality. So I formed a small friendship group with six men and six women a few months ago.
I currently live with a prosperous, attractive, intelligent, and well-liked man who attended the same university as myself. I quickly understood that he was simply there for the sex since I actually want to have sex. Soon after, we began to engage in as much sexual activity as we could, frequently skipping lectures or other classes in order to do so. It was fun even if we didn’t always have the chance to get together and fuck as much as we wanted. Because of my family, I can’t remain out till pretty late at night.
Only this past weekend, when one of my female friends’ birthdays fell on the same day, was I able to persuade my parents to let me spend the night there. On Saturday morning I left my house and went straight to my boyfriend’s residence. I was with him all day, evening, and night on Saturday. Yes, I truly had a great time. He fucked me like a slut and it was the best sex I’ve ever had. Every time, he became more stern and cruel. I have no idea how many orgasms I had during that time because of his regular visits. The finest part was when, while still wailing on my pussy, he began slapping me. I was a complete wreck after just one experience, and he was happy to shatter me and make me into his bitch. I find it difficult to acknowledge when my behavior is improper.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/za68pw/my_boyfriend_and_i_f_spent_the_night_together_but