Unexpected rough sex after agreeing to let my boyfriend’s dealer go down on me. [FM]

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My life really started to change at the end of my senior year of high school. A guy I had a crush on for years was finally giving me attention and we started dating. Well sorta, “dating”, I thought we were dating anyway, it was mostly just hanging out and hooking up. Of course, I was young and an idiot and believed he was my boyfriend, I justified it to myself as him just being above labels, god what a moron I was.

He was a year older than me so at the time he had his own apartment close by where he was attending a community college. I still lived at home with my parents so someone having their own place was awesome. I had always been a bit quiet, but he was a very social guy. He liked to drink, smoke and even do other harder drugs, but I didn’t care about him using so as long as he liked me… That need for attention.

I never really wanted to do drugs but I started to regularly smoke and drink when I would hang out with him, I just wanted him to think I was cool and that I wouldn’t be boring for him. When I turned 18 in that Spring he organized this massive party for me at his place, but looking back it really was just another excuse for him to have a party and get wasted I doubt he really cared it was my birthday. That night I was introduced to a lot of new people that he was friends with, including this huge intimidating guy I quickly found out to be my “boyfriend’s” drug dealer. I had ridden in the car with him when he went to buy stuff several times but never went inside to meet the guy.

A few days after the party I was hanging out with my “bf” he asked me if I could do him a favor. That wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, he asked me for shit all the time. But what I heard next rocked me, he told me his drug dealer thought I was really hot and if I let him go down on me he would give us some of his best quality bud.

What the fuck, I was immediately hurt at the proposal, I’m an idiot over here thinking we were a couple and he’s totally fine with another guy being intimate with me? I was devastated. He must have sensed my pain or seen it all over my face because he started minimizing immediately. Backpedaling fast saying things like “you don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with I just thought I’d ask” or “I don’t really like the idea that much but I figured you just have to sit there and get pleasured and it seems a small price to pay for good bud”.

Sensing his minimizing was starting to wear me down, he even framed it as not very dangerous explaining how he’d known this guy a long time and he is a harmless perv that just likes to collect underwear and pleasure girls. This continued for a while, and his disappointment started to wear me down. God, I just wanted him to like me and the feeling of guilt pushed me, I eventually gave in trying to tell myself it isn’t that big of a deal and it doesn’t mean my “bf” likes me less.

He called and set it up that same day for later in the week. The day finally came and I was so nervous on the ride over to the dealer’s place. When we arrived he was cleaning off his gun. What the actual fuck, do people even really do that? As a suburban white girl like myself it felt like I was suddenly in way over my head.(I now know he did that to intimidate us but at the time it just scared me)

The place though was nicer than I expected for a drug dealer and noticeably classier than my “boyfriend’s” place. We hung out for a bit with him and sampled some of the product he planned to provide us. As I felt the buzz hit me I finally started to relax a bit. He treated us like we were his best friends and fuck was he charismatic when he turned it on. The topic suddenly shifted to the arrangement my “bf” and him made and I was reassured by both of them he would only go down on me.

After talking and smoking some more he told me to go get on his bed in his bedroom and told my “bf” to go make a block. Panic rising suddenly, I objected to that, but both my “bf” and the drug dealer reassured me it would be okay and I was safe. It sure didn’t feel that way and I wasn’t okay with my “bf” not being there but felt like I had no choice so I didn’t put up much of a fight. Giving in, I did what he asked and made my way to his bedroom leaving my “bf” and him in the living room.

I sat on his bed wearing a skirt my “bf” picked out for me with a lace thong and low cut shirt. I felt so small and vulnerable sitting on his bed waiting for him. His room smelled weird. There was a big bottle of lube on the nightstand and a giant mirror on the wall you could see your full body from the bed. I’ll admit waiting for the dealer on his bed while my “bf” left I began to get a little bit horny. Smoking always has turned me on and I was liking the idea of getting eaten out at that moment.

I finally hear the front door close with a locking sound behind it and hear the dealer making his way towards the bedroom. He entered the room and sat on the bed next to me, taking my hand in his and he noticed my hands were shaky. His large hands were comforting and he was pretty attractive for a drug dealer, maybe I’ve always had a thing for bad boys. Laying on his bed, I was shaky and extremely hesitant and nervous about the unfamiliar situation.

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He told me to relax, it will be fun. Even following it up with a light kiss on my hand, he was so sensual. With his encouragement he asked me to stand up and show myself off to him. After spinning around a few times and receiving his compliments I relaxed just a little, until he got on his knees in front of me. He started kissing my thighs under my skirt building my anticipation. The way his hands firmly grabbed my ass when he started kissing the thin fabric of my thong covering my clit had me quickly radiating heat.

It didn’t take him long until he got me wet and once he did he picked me up as if I was weightless and laid me on my back near the edge of his bed. Before I knew what was happening, he removed my thong and proceeded to eat me out slowly and deeply for a while building even more excitement inside of me. It really felt so good, but the unfamiliar location mixed with a stranger had my anxiety high, I couldn’t get off. I could tell after awhile he was getting frustrated that he couldn’t get me to cum.

I still don’t know if this was his plan or not but that’s when his entire mood changed. He became aggressive and it turned me on. He got to his feet and commanded me to get on my knees in front of him. “This isn’t what we agreed upon” was my first thought. He then pulled out his hard cock and I watched it flop out of his pants. Watching it sit there hard I felt a pulsing arrousal shoot down my spine causing my clit to spasm.

I still don’t know why I went along with his request that night but without much thought I did as I was told. I didn’t even think about my boyfriend. I got to my knees in front of him. He smiled at me saying “I knew you were a slut” those words only turned me on more. He then told me to take his cock into my mouth. For the next 10 minutes I wrapped my lips around his shaft sucking and slurping on his Ridgid cock.

Then he decided to take control of the blowjob and grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face back onto him. Next thing I know I was gagging and drooling all over myself feeling the soft skin of his cock in my mouth and throat . By the time he pulled completely out of my mouth I was a mess. I was so turned around and in shock by how we got here. All I could manage to do was try it catch my breath. Before I could, he picked me up like a doll and threw me face first onto the bed. I was his. He spanked my ass so hard and told me to open up.

I gave him what he wanted. I reached back and spread my butt apart exposing my wet pussy to him. He called me a “good little slut” once I opened up for him. He then grabbed my hips pulling me closer to him standing at the edge of the bed. He teased me with his fingers commenting on how wet I was getting then spit on his dick and violently entered me from behind.

The feeling of being fucked roughly by a stranger for the first time is hard to put into words.overwhelming is the only word that comes to mind. He fucked me very roughly in doggy like I’d never been fucked, I have no idea how long he fucked me like that before I started to think if I was enjoying myself.

I started to buck my hips back doing what he wanted. At that point I was fully his. He continued to fuck me from behind holding me firmly in place, but I didn’t start moaning until he reached around my hip and started massaging my clit. I was so wet. The smell of sex was filling the room and I’ll never forget the squishy sounds we were making as his cock pushed in and out of me.

I managed to look over at the mirror and it nearly sent me over the edge watching him fuck my small body in the reflection. A few more minutes and I would have cum but he decided to pull out and flip me on my back. He pushed my legs apart and rested himself between them. He then reached up with one hand and pinned my wrists together over my head while his other hand guided the head of his dick over my clit. He teased it very roughly.

My clit was beyond sensitive at that point to where it really hurt from overstimulation, but I didn’t want him to stop. The stimulation eventually got to be too much for my body and I came hard.

Once he finally made me cum I sensed a new energy from him, almost as if it had been his plan all along. His nice sensual tone came back and he commented on how much I seemed to be enjoying myself. He asked me if I was enjoying myself and I just smiled back at him nodding my head. He then pushed his cock inside me again and started kissing me on my lips while sensually fucking me.

He finally unloaded his cum inside me, feeling his unfamiliar cock pulsate inside me made me feel good at the time, but just thinking about it now it turns me on even more. My body felt dirty and used after he pulled out because I could feel his warm cum sliding out of me. He proceeded to kiss me again and then told me to go clean myself up.

I didn’t object and followed him into the bathroom. As I wiped the rest of his cum off of me he told me not to tell my “bf” what we did. When my “bf” got back the dealer gave us the bud and we left. On the drive home my “bf” asked how it went. I wanted to tell him but I couldn’t find the words.

Summer hit shortly after that and I grew distant from my “bf”. Something from the experience with the dealer changed how I viewed him. I started to look at him as weak compared to what the dealer did to me.

TL;Dr – my boyfriend talked me into letting his bf go down on me for weed but when it happened he convinced me to have sex with him

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