[MF] Descent into Depravity Part 1: My Girlfriend Allie Begins her Sexual Awakening

Prologue: The following stories are editorialized for the sake of good smut, but effectively true as best as I can remember them. They occur over the course of the 5-year on-and-off again relationship with a girl from my late high-school and college years (all stories are of us at 18+).

Her name was Allie, and we were each other’s first everything. She was an honest to God nymphomaniac. I knew exactly how to push her buttons, often resulting in multiple orgasms and even aftershocks that would hit her at inopportune times, to my amusement. We often found ourselves experimenting, and she would usually oblige in my kinks with no hesitation. She was quiet with what she wanted but loud once I figured it out, so I generally guided her based on my impulses with positive results each time. 

As time went on, our relationship decayed. All that was left by the end was our undeniable sexual chemistry, which had become amplified by our depravity and co-dependence. What started as a beautiful romance devolved into a carnal instinct that was hard for either of us to pull away from. I’m sure these stories of “depravity” are tame to some, but that’s only because we ran out of time to see how deep the rabbit hole went. 

Allie was about 5’4, with long wavy dark hair, eyes so dark brown they were basically black, and smooth pale skin. Her waist was slightly tapered, but she had nice thick legs and perky C cups to fill out a pretty dynamite, curvy figure. She had a great smile and lips made for sucking dick. But her main attraction was her ass, her ass was hypnotic. It was so naturally juicy and it defied gravity, so inviting to play with in all senses of the word. All in all, Leah Gotti is a good comparison for your mind’s eye. Whenever she was turned on, you could tell. There would be fire in her infinity eyes, she would stare into my soul and give a coy little smile with her tongue sticking out the corner of her mouth through her teeth. And whenever I saw that tongue, I knew I had no choice but to make her day. I am a bit over 6′, scrawny but toned build with longer dark brown hair and eyes that changed from Hazel to green, depending on the day. My dick is average in size, but I’ve been told it is aesthetically pleasing as far as dicks are concerned. 

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The beginning of our sexcapades were fairly standard. We of course fucked like rabbits while discovering our chemistry, but we were near the end of senior year of high school so full privacy was hard to come by. There was a lot of uncomfortable car and quicky basement sex. It was fun, but of course not ideal. 

That is, of course, until finals week. We had been studying together at my place, and my parents had a party to go to. They had never left us alone together, but with our pile of textbooks and frazzled faces, it seemed clear to them we weren’t in the headspace for debauchery. They said goodbye and we kept our cool, keeping our noses in our books with a cordial “see you later.”

Their car peeled out of the driveway, and Allie’s eyes immediately darted up. “What do you think?”

“I think Soh Cah Toa will forever be burned into my brain even though I’ll never use it again” 

“No dipshit, what do you THINK?” she repeated, eyes widening with a hint of a smile. 

“…Let’s give it a few minutes, my parents aren’t above pretending they forgot something to catch us.” We were on the same page, but someone had to remain clear-sighted. 

Allie scrunched her nose, disappointed that her candor went unrequited. She squirmed a bit in her own rejection, and went back to her work. After a while longer, she prodded again.

“How about now?” she asked. She was itching, it had been a bit since we had any release. “Well aren’t you eager,” I chided, knowing full well I had her around my finger. “How much do have left?” “Like one word problem, I don’t even care at this point” she threw her head and hands on the desk, ponytail flopping about. “How bout I help you with that last word problem, then we’ll talk.” 

I shuffled over to the other side of the coffee table where she set up shop, sitting on the floor with the couch just behind us. I leaned close to her to look at her worksheet, and became intoxicated by her scent. I don’t know if it was her perfume, or shampoo, or straight up pheromones, but she always smelled irresistible to me. It discombobulated me enough that I no longer cared about the words on the page. I pretended to read for a bit, and said fuck it. I shifted my head next to her neck and snuggled in close for a kiss just below her ear. 

“I thought we had one more problem” she groaned as I pecked my way down her neck. 

“I decided I have a new problem” I joked, salivating at the opportunity to finally have some decent time to explore each other. I positioned myself behind her, legs wrapped around her from behind. I continued kissing the back of her exposed neck, moving my hands up her shirt. She let out a quiet moan and leaned back into me slightly while I rested on the back of the couch seat. Our breaths were deepening and synchronized, she was succumbing to my touch and giddy that she didn’t have to wait any longer. 

I unclasped her bra and gave her nipple a quick pinch. She yelped like she hadn’t expected to enjoy it that much. I continued to grope and kiss and occasionally tweak, each moan getting louder and louder. She slowly spread her legs, signaling an open invitation to push her real buttons. I migrated one hand under her leggings, keeping one hand up on her newly discovered erogeneity while I circled her clit. “ohhhhhh fuck” she blurted, now reminded where the true party was about to happen. 

Knowing we had the house to ourselves, I tried to take my time. But she was getting more and more antsy, constantly shifting and twitching as I toyed with her entire body, especially her clit. I worked my hands delicately up and down the top of her slit, and she began to tremble in my arms. she was cumming, grabbing my hand still firmly planted on her tit. It was magnificent. She came down and rested her head back on my shoulder. We kissed passionately. She silently grabbed my hand that was still down her pants, pulled it out and guided me up to the couch. She looked at me hungrily with that damn tongue sneaking out, pulling down my shorts to reveal my rock hard cock.

She knelt at the base of the couch between my legs and wasted no time, fully engulfing my member down her throat. She was a professional, even in the beginning of the relationship. It was just natural talent. I pulled her shirt up to her collarbone and again took a nipple in my hand, partially to occupy my brain space, and partially to rile her back up. After a bit of masterful stroking and gagging, I noticed her ponytail twirling around. I took a hold at the base and encouraged some more aggressive and exaggerated motions, and there was another muffled groan. She evidently LOVED to be handled. This was already dangerous for my stamina. I pulled her hair back as she relinquished my cock from her throat, and she looked up at me with a face full of slobber and pure lust. She slurped up her own spit, and exhaled like she hadn’t breathed in minutes. 

Before I had the chance to do anything else, she stood up and threw her clothes off her tight body. I followed suit until I was fully naked on the couch. I quickly slid on the condom from my pocket before she could jump me. She mounted the couch and wasted no time lowering herself onto my slick cock. “I’ve waited long enough” she grunted, grinding fully hilted on my cock. I took a nipple into my mouth, “Oh my God yes!” she cried out, gripping the back of my head.  I had never heard her so loud. I hardly heard her speak during sex beyond her moans of affirmation. But our passion and  independence had fully taken over. 

I began to pile drive into her from below, one arm around her waist holding her tight. I lightly smacked her ass. “Harder” she muttered breathlessly, almost ashamed to say it. Like the words accidentally slipped out. I gave it a harder smack. “What was that?” I challenged, encouraging her to seize the moment. “Harder” she growled through her teeth, as I picked up pace. A swifter smack, this one with a windup. “Hard enough?” “HARDER.”  I pulled her into me tighter so she was fully immobilized, and gave her a few more real rough smacks. “OHH FUCK YESSS” she shouted, fully in the zone as her orgasm took her over completely in a way I had never seen. It sent me over the edge. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them wide as I plowed deep into her with full force a few more times and shot my load. She trembled, I trembled. We held onto each other for a good long while.

She finally dismounted to put some clothes back on, and I saw her left cheek red with my abuse. “Well that was unexpected” I said, and she whipped her head around with dagger eyes. I motioned to her tush and she tracked my eye-line. “Oh my God what did we do?” she said exasperatedly, as if she blacked out during the finale. “I don’t know WHAT that was, but I sure learned a lot today” I teased. She blushed, knowing full well there was no turning back from that moment. Our sex was no longer meant to be sex. It wasn’t just a means to an orgasm anymore, it was now an exercise in progressive domination. A test of limits. A battle for power. I had the upper hand. For now.

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