After pining for a real relationship with my Bumble match M all week, I finally accepted that he’s just not that into me and to move on. So last night, I went to the club alone. It was pretty empty at first, and it was a little nerve wracking as I was one of the only ones on the dance floor. As the night wore on, the club filled up and the alcohol got flowing in my body. I was dancing, moving my hips and hands in the air. A guy approached me and asked if I wanted a drink. He was definitely not my type, maybe 5’8”, average looking, with a baseball cap on like one of your typical douchey finance frat bros, but he was dressed well. Let’s call him Alex. I turned him down because I was already pretty drunk. Later in the night he comes back up to me and asks if I want to get a drink again. I admired his confidence and I thought why the hell not. This would be my first time going home with a stranger – uncharted territory to explore.
We walked down the street and got in his Mercedes. Unfortunately all the bars were closed early so we ended up going to his place. We talked on the ride home and he shared that he had broken up with his girlfriend the week before. I told him about M and my LTR ex.
His place was very much a bachelor pad, sparsely furnished except for the essentials. Alex poured me a glass of scotch on the rocks. He pointed out his Hermes pillow on the couch and I’ll admit I was a little turned on by the fact that he has money, unlike M. We snuggled up under a big blanket on his leather couch and watch Succession on HBO while enjoying our scotch. Alex got up and walked to the kitchen counter and asks if I want a bump. I’ve never done coke before so I was a little nervous and he had to show me how to snort it. I didn’t feel anything at first but after a while I felt a pleasant head space come up – mixed with the alcohol, it felt similar to how I feel after smoking some good sativa. We started making out on the couch and then the clothes came off.
We quickly moved to the bedroom. He was not in the best shape as I had anticipated and his dick was above average but he made up for it in his dominant nature which I was super turned on by. I tend to come off as a more masculine energy woman so I was ready to be submissive for once. We 69’ed and I was surprised by the amazing gusto in which he ate my pussy. He was big into dirty talk, and asked me to suck his balls which I obliged. He told me what a good fucking slut I was for sucking his dick and balls and it felt so good to be praised. Then we fucked, at first with a condom, and then to my surprise, raw, which felt so fucking good. I rode him hard and deep and came at least twice. He made me talk back to him and tell him how good it was. He flipped me over and we kept going. We kissed, tongues intertwined. He gently but firmly grabbed my throat and I made more noise than I ever have while he made deep growls. Because of the coke, he couldn’t cum but he was hard for so long. He fucked me silly all night.
In the morning, he kissed me on the head and pulled me back on top of him. I straddled him and rubbed against his dick through his boxers, only to find that I was bleeding. My period had come. He wasn’t fazed and still wanted to do it, so I rode him deep. My first time having sex on my period! When I got off there was a lot of blood on his dick and some had dripped onto the sheets. At this point I think it freaked him out, so I apologized and excused myself to the bathroom to clean up. Still a gentleman, he said not to worry about it, and got me a ride home. Alex said he would be in NY for the weekend but that he’d contact me next week for more. I am still glowing from being such a good slut.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f7fzcu/fm_a_night_of_firsts_my_first_hookup_with_a
Great story!