So, I’m 23-years-old, white, average height, not skinny but by no means fat, and around 6 inches with an upward curve. I’ve been living with my dad for a bit. We both work from home in the suburbs. I came out as bisexual around March 2020, and I had only done stuff once with a guy (see my previous story to hear about that). This past New Years, I decided to give into my darkest impulses and create a Grindr account. My very first day, I hooked up with two guys. The first was an 18-year-old twunk who just wanted me to come over while his parents were out and suck him off, which I gladly did. It was the first time I had ever sucked a guy’s cock to completion. And I swallowed.
That must have awakened something in me, because I wanted more. Luckily, someone else hit me up. It was a guy only a year older than me. Short dark hair and a short, well-kept beard. His profile pictures looked really nice, almost professionally done. Seemed like a cute otter. After some chit-chat, I found out that he lived in the same town as my mom a few minutes away. Coincidentally, I was supposed to be going over to my mom’s for dinner that night. I thought I might take advantage of that coincidence.
We exchanged face pics, and then he sent me a picture of his bulge. Intrigued, I asked for more. That’s when he sent me some pictures of a beautiful cock. 7” uncut. I immediately got hard and had a burning desire to get my hands on that thing. After a little back-and-forth, we decided to meet up in the parking lot of a supermarket near my mom’s house. She wasn’t expecting me until a little later anyway, so I had time.
I parked in the back of the lot. The grocery store sat right at the edge of a highway. He pulled up beside me, and we both hopped into the backseat of my car. We looked each other up and down. He had on a leather jacket and jeans. He smelled of weed and cologne, which brought a smile to my face. After exchanging some pleasantries, we started to rub each others’ crotches. Within a minute, I had taken his cock out of his pants. It was just as beautiful as in the pictures he had sent me. At this point, I didn’t really care if I got off or not. I just wanted this thing in my mouth. It was soft, but it grew hard as I stroked it a bit and then I put my mouth around the whole thing. I felt it grow with every twitch and pulse. He exhaled and moaned, and he put his hand on the back of my head. It was now fully hard as I bobbed my head up and down. He looked around every once in a while to make sure no one was parking next to us. I liked how he tasted, and he moaned loudly when I would force my head all the way down and take all of his seven inches down my throat for the few seconds that I could. I gagged silently before coming back up for air.
Whenever I deepthroated him, he would pat the side of my face, and call me a good boy, which I liked. He also started to grab the back of my neck and guide me up and down. Occasionally, I would take him out of my mouth and stroke him for a bit before gobbling him back up. We repeated this process until I felt him tense up in my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head again, and told me he was gonna cum. I just kept going as fast as I could until I felt a warm, salty explosion. I waited until his cock stopped twitching, then I sucked all the way up his shaft, making sure not to leave a single drop on him. I took all of his cum in my mouth. I looked him in the eye and swallowed every drop of it.
I lifted my head, taking pride at my accomplishment. He grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me. It was deep and passionate. I kissed him back. I would have thought that a scruffy beard like his would have irritated my face, but it didn’t. I noticed he was still hard. So after a few minutes of making out and feeling each other, I grabbed ahold of his still hard cock. I took a look at the time. I still had eleven minutes left before I needed to go. “Fuck it,” I said under my breath. I dropped my head back down and began to suck him off again.
It was all spur of the moment, so both of us were surprised at my decision. But he went along with it. He would alternate between grabbing my hair at the back of my head, and grabbing me by the neck. But now, with a little more confidence, he would hold my head in place as he thrust up, fucking my mouth. I gasped and gagged as he did it, and he moaned at the sounds I was making. Pretty soon, I felt him tense up again, the same way he did before. I began to jerk him off a little, until he told me he was cumming in between moans. I took as much of him in my mouth as I possibly could, and felt the now familiar sensation of ropes of cum filling my mouth. Like the first time, I sucked all the way up his shaft to make sure it was completely clean, then swallowed everything he had given me. We both smiled, and then we kissed.
We sat there in the backseat of my car for a few minutes before realizing I had to go. My mom was expecting me. We gave each other one last kiss, promising I’d be seeing him again, and then he got back into his car. I drove away, with a belly full of cum, off to have dinner with my mom and my sister. I felt like such a slut, but I liked it. This wasn’t the last time I saw him. Fuck, it wasn’t even the last time I saw him that night. But that’ll have to wait for part 2.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l5doiv/how_i_became_a_strangers_slut_mm
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