[MF] Losing control with a one night stand

This is another story from the before times. From the age of having risky sex with strangers without much thought. Normally the women I met for casual sex would end up hanging around for a while until one of us lost interest. This was the first time I ever had a one night stand, and in a city I was only visiting no less. I got to work immediately, looking for tinder matches in the local area and after 2-3 dead ends I had a bite.

Jen was a very cute, kinda chubby girl of southeast asian descent (I want to say Vietnamese but I didn’t really ask). She had that sort of lighter caramel skin tone, black semi-wavy hair and well-shaped lips. We talked over the course of the week, ironing out the details at first. According to her, she was in a long distance open relationship and she had one rule with her boyfriend that she absolutely would not break: always use condoms with outside people. I was totally fine with this, it would be dumb (even by my standards) to go bareback in this situation.

Closer to the big night she sent me some nudes and a video of her getting herself off, saying she couldn’t wait to feel me inside her. I sent her a video of my own complete with a geyser of cum, which she enjoyed immensely. Finally, it came time for us to meet. We arranged to have dinner at her place, home-cooked which was generous of her. I drove over with a bottle of wine and knocked on her door with probably the most upset stomach I’ve ever had. No idea why but I was incredibly nervous. I had been on tons of hookup type dates and encounters but never with the express purpose of having a one night stand. We both knew exactly what this was for. Seems like that should make things simple but my body disagreed.

The door swung open and there she stood. On the shorter side, chubby with good curves where it counted. She led me in for a micro-tour of the house and showed me to the dinner table. Plates set and served already with lettuce wraps and rice, it looked very tasty but my guts were saying no. Doing my best to be respectful I had a few bites before letting her know I had too many nerves to continue. I asked if I could crack open my bottle of wine.

“Of course!” She got up to get glasses for us, “May I have some?”

“Absolutely,” I replied. When she poured our glasses she invited me over to her couch in the next room over. It was really more of a love seat so when I followed and joined her our legs were pressed together.

We spent the next few minutes sipping wine and making small talk: she told me about living in her city and her plans for moving in the future. After enough wine I felt less tense so I put my arm behind her while we talked. She seemed to immediately take this as a signal so she leaned in and kissed me. At the same time I felt some tugging going around at my waist line, she was using subterfuge to remove my belt. Very sneaky. In a matter of seconds she had my dick out and she was on her knees in front of me. Her skills were pretty decent, not only sucking but also using her hands to jerk me off while licking the tip. But it was over pretty quickly because I think she just wanted me hard and lubricated.

Once I was at full mast, she stood up, lifted her dress, pulled her panties to the side and lowered herself onto my lap. As she engulfed my bare cock it felt hot inside of her, this woman was on fire. I don’t know if her plan was to put out that fire with my cum but I was very quickly reminded that she had a rule and she was breaking it. In a vain attempt to be responsible I mumbled something like, “Your rule… the condom,” between her pounding down on me.

She dismissed it saying, “Mmm doesn’t it feel so good though?” And like, yes ma’am obviously it does. But I’m pretty sure this counts as cheating in the poly community. I didn’t say that though because my dick felt good. During this time I also started to realize how heavy this girl was. I swear I’m not trying to talk shit, she was cute but she was big. Her ass was dropping on me like a fucking anvil. I’m a pretty skinny dude, for reference just picture Pete Davidson with less of a crackhead vibe. So I’m not exaggerating when I say this girl was in total control, her big fat ass had me pinned. Then there was the added factor of my dick not really wanting her to get off of me anyway.

My anxiety was building. I’m in a stranger’s house in a strange city. She broke her own condom rule and is riding me bareback and I have no real way of stopping her. On one hand I didn’t want to get a dick disease or get murdered. On the other hand I did want to cum. So. All in all it was a pretty tough call. The longer she was riding me with frankly the wettest, sloppiest pussy I’ve ever had the closer I was getting to filling this random woman with my seed. It wasn’t an exclusively unpleasant thought. But as the tension started to rise up in my balls I got an idea, I said, “Let’s move to the bed. I want to fuck you from behind.” Her face lit up, thank god.

As she lifted off of me and the blood returned to my legs I shuffled to the bedroom, clumsily removing my pants and retrieving the condom from my pocket along the way. Within seconds she had climbed atop the bed and assumed the position. When she heard me unwrapping the foil she had a pavlovian response, turning her head back at me with a jolt, “Aw, no fun! Party pooper.”

“I’m afraid I’m a stickler for the rules,” I tried desperately to defuse the weirdness. Followed by making it even weirder with an aggressive play. “Now put your face down and your ass up,” I barked. She complied right away, giggling a little. Good, I guess she can follow orders. I got behind her, slapped her fat ass, spread her cheeks open and plunged my cock back into her. I don’t know if this is normal but condoms severely reduce my pleasure and sensation to the point where I have to work pretty hard to keep things moving. So I just got right to it, I was pounding her into the bed like I wanted to send her to Australia. Her ass was reverberating like the glass of water from Jurassic Park.

Jen was wailing like a banshee and drooling into her sheets a little bit with every stroke. Thanks to the condom I was not even close to finishing. I kept up the pace for several minutes until I was dripping sweat onto her back. I started to feel a little bad for her so I slowed down to ask how she was doing. “Really good,” she answered. “Let me get back on top!”

I’m bad with peer pressure so I just thought, sure why not. I laid on the bed and Jen climbed up on top. Now it was her turn to pound down on me again and boy was she ready. The only problem was that I was starting to get a little softer. I just wasn’t getting much sensation and the whole situation had put me in a weird headspace. She noticed and asked if everything was okay. Like an idiot I said, “Yeah, it’s just the condom.” To which she enthusiastically whipped my dick out, ripped the condom off and pushed me back inside of her. I wanted to protest, but fuck it. I probably wasn’t going to cum any other way and we’d already been fucking raw for a few minutes earlier.

This time the weirdness of the situation did the opposite. Having this chunky, ravenous stranger leveraging her whole weight on me, holding me down and pounding her pussy down on my cock – I was instantly hard again. Not only that, it didn’t take me long to start feeling my tension building again. The dynamic of her controlling the sex, taking my power away and trying her best to steal my cum from me. Holy shit that was doing it for me in a way I had never expected. Most girls wanted me to act the part of a dom and I was more than happy to oblige but there was something so hot about losing control.

With each pump I felt myself letting go, losing my grip. All of my resistance was dissolving. Between my desire to breed a stranger and my overwhelming desire to sprint out of this situation, I was conflicted. With 00:00:01 seconds on the clock I made a hail mary. At the last moment I reached down and slipped my dick out of her, spraying cum all over my own stomach. She ground her sopping slit up and down my shaft a couple times before she pushed me back in and stole the last spurt, sending a shiver down my spine. Afterward she got off and licked the cum off my belly and laid beside me on the bed, “Good girl,” I uttered.

Once I had laid next to her for a polite amount of time I thanked her for the meal and the pussy and excused myself. I got tested several times over the next few months but it all came up clean. All of my fear was for naught. A short while after that night I started to remember how I felt with her on top of me and obsess over feeling it again. I discovered that one of my most powerful kinks is surrendering control, being held down and made to cum inside. Over time I experimented with partners I trusted but I’m still trying to figure out a safe way to explore that kink to this day.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iu4gy2/mf_losing_control_with_a_one_night_stand