I needed it the right way. [FM] [FM] [Cheating]

**TL;DR: The second last section has most of the sexy parts :) I know it’s long, sorry!**

At the time, I was seeing Ewan. We had gone on dates, and I could feel myself falling for him. Early in the dating, he told a lie to me. I knew I had lost trust for him, but I felt like I loved him and I wanted to hope. He said he cared for me, and so we kept going on dates, even though we weren’t “dating”.

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I went to Ewan’s house for dinner one night. As I washed the dishes, I felt his hands on my body. He was already hard, pressing his 4″ erection into me.

I rinsed the dish soap off my hands, not wanting to touch him with my cold hands. I didn’t trust him, but when he made me feel desired, I could hope. He slipped his hands under my shirt, turning me around to kiss him. He pressed his erection into my body again, keeping it there as he asked if I wanted to go into the bedroom.

He was still rock hard as he lay down on the bed, slipping a condom onto himself. I wasn’t very wet yet, and I put lube on him, fingering myself with it as well. As I sat down onto his erection, I could feel myself tight against him. It hurt, but also felt good.

He rolled me over so he was on top. I could still feel myself tight against him, and I debated asking for more lube. He soon started a good rhythm, and I started to get wet. He moved in and out of me for two minutes, and I could feel an orgasm building up. I hadn’t orgasmed with him before, so I felt excited.

I told him he felt good, and I was going to cum if he kept doing that. I begged him to keep going. Two minutes later, he apologised, and he came inside me.

Feeling a bit hollow from having gotten so close to an orgasm, and a bit unsatisfied, I lay on the bed for a bit. I didn’t want him to feel bad for coming early, but I felt quite empty and still turned on. I fingered myself as he watched, and he hesitantly asked if he could do it for me. His fingers got tired shortly after, and I excused myself to the washroom, not wanting to bruise his ego with my lack of an orgasm.

******

After I came out of the washroom, we talked for a bit about dinner and weekend plans. As he talked about plans with his friends, it came up that his friends thought I was a virgin. This was a lie Ewan had told his friends, as Ewan knew I used to have a longterm ex-boyfriend who I had sex with before I started seeing Ewan.

Although he had lied to me before, I had thought he had changed. I felt like if he lied to me, and he lied to his friends about me, I wasn’t worth much. I felt as though he was ashamed I wasn’t a virgin (even though he wasn’t either).

I felt a bit disoriented, and I wasn’t sure how to react. I walked home and slept.

*****

When I woke up the next morning, I felt alone. I had left Ewan’s house with no sexual satisfaction, and a sense of insecurity. As much as I cared about this guy, and as much as he said he cared about me, I didn’t feel it.

I went through the rest of my day in a funk, profoundly distracted and frustrated by the situation I was in, with my emotions amplified by my lack of orgasm.

When I got home from work that day, I made dinner and tried to settle in for the night, but my mind was still racing. I decided to take a walk to cool down for the night.

I left my house, and walked towards the park trail nearby. It was still a little light out, and I always carried my rape whistle with me, so I wasn’t too worried. As I neared the entrance of the trail, I made quick eye contact with a young guy walking in the opposite direction towards me. It had gotten darker, and so I sat down at the bench near the entrance to the trail to find my flashlight. As I looked through my bag, the young guy sat down beside me.

He introduced himself as Dave and we shook hands. He said he was 25, not that much older than me, at 23. He said he walked the trails frequently, and asked why I was out that night. I said I felt like a walk, and he asked if he could join me.

I was going to say no because I was still feeling sad, but when I actually looked at him, I found him attractive. I still debated whether it was safer to go on this walk with him or without him, but I felt reckless and figured if he wanted to hurt me, he could always follow me regardless.

When we stood up, I realised how tall he was. At 6’4”, he was taller than both Ewan and my ex. I looked up at his head, noticing his eyes were blue, and quite beautiful. I must have stared too long, because he leaned in, and he kissed me.

I was a bit shocked by the kiss, and he pulled away, apologising. He apologised, saying he was going through a breakup with a longtime girlfriend, and he misread the signs, but he thought I was beautiful, but he was sorry.

I was still in shock, but happy to feel desired. Either way, I thought he was attractive, and I assured him it wasn’t unwelcome, and it was nice to feel desired. He asked me what else would feel nice. I said I wanted him to tell me what he liked. He asked if I liked being dominated. When I said I’d never been dominated, but I’d like to try, he just smiled.

My heart started to race a bit, but I asked him if he’d like to come back to my apartment. He said yes, and we started to walk back.

******

As we walked back to my place, I could feel his hands on me. I was wearing a short skirt, and I could feel him tugging on it behind me. At first, I thought it was just a mistake, but I realised later he was trying to pinch my ass.

When I got my keys out to open the apartment complex doors, he pushed right against me, and I could feel him rock hard. I had no idea how big he was, but he was turned on. He was silent this whole time, just pressing into me as I tried to focus on getting the door open.

I tried to stand away from him in the elevator, knowing if we stood too close, I’d risk a neighbour catching me begging to get fucked. Still, as I pressed the button to my floor, his fingers began to tug at my underwear under my skirt.

When the elevator doors opened, I just about ran into my apartment with him following behind. After we entered, he had already started to rub his hands all over my body as I tried to close my door.

When I finally closed the door and locked it, I faced him, and he pushed me against the door. He kissed me lightly, and then with tongue. I was shy to touch him, but I ran my fingers over him lightly. He could sense my inexperience with this kind of situation, and it seemed to turn him on more.

He picked me up and kissed me deeply as he pushed me into the wall. I was still wide-eyed as he touched me, and he broke the silence in the room, telling me I was adorable. I was turned on, but still unsure of what to do. I loved how he took the lead, and he took me to my bedroom, laying me on my bed.

We kissed again as he lay on top of me, and I could feel the weight of his body on me. His sheer body size was a turn on, and his confidence as he pulled me against him was hot.

He kissed down my neck, and I hesitantly played with his hair. I felt useless, and I moved to kiss him, and he let out moans as I kissed his neck. I moved to kiss him on his mouth, lightly sucking on his bottom lip. When I bit down on his lip lightly, he moaned and then lightly pushed my head back down onto the bed.

His fingers traced down my shirt slowly, and he put his hands underneath it, flipping my bra up along with my shirt. Once again, he kissed down my neck, this time playing with my nipples. He started to kiss closer and closer to my breasts, and when his mouth was finally on my nipples, one of his hands was on my thighs, while the other was lightly pinching the other nipple.

I was still quiet, not sure what to say, but massively turned on. He said he wanted to eat me out, and asked if I’d like that. I nodded and ran my fingers through his hair.

He moved down on the bed, and began to kiss my thighs. Alternating between each thigh, and kissing higher and higher each time. Before he had even touched my pussy, he looked at it, and remarked how wet I was through my underwear.

I touched myself, and was surprised. I’d never been this wet before. He licked my finger, and started licking my clit. I hadn’t been licked in a year, and I was in heaven at this point. He told me I tasted good, and slipped a finger in me while he undressed me. As he lightly moved his finger inside me, his licking got more aggressive on my clit.

I could tell he wanted me to come for him, but I was curious about his body. I sat up, and pulled him up to kiss me. As we kissed, I lightly ran my fingers along his legs. He moved up and closer to me, asking if I want to touch his cock.

I’d never heard anyone call their penis a cock before, but when he said it, it sounded hot. I whispered that I did. He moved so that he was lying down, and moved me to sit on him.

In all this time, he was still fully clothed, and so I sat naked on his jeans, unbuttoning it slowly. When I looked up, his blue eyes would stare right back, and I’d get shy and look back down.

He helped me take off his jeans, and then he was only in his boxers. I touched him through his boxers, unsure about what to anticipate. He was hard, and he could sense I wasn’t sure what to do. He took his underwear off for me, and I finally got to see his 8″ cock. It was the biggest thing I had seen, and I legitimately wasn’t sure if it would fit in me.

Still, I knew I would have fun with it in my mouth. I took him in my mouth, licking his precum. I went slow at first, not just to be cautious, but also to savour it. It was teasing for him, and after awhile, he held my head and began to fuck my mouth.

He started slow at first, just pushing in for the first few inches. But as I moaned louder, he seemed to want more, and he pushed in deep. He held my mouth down on him so he was all the way inside me until he felt me gag, and then he let go.

I loved it.

I played with his head slowly once again, and then began to move my head up and down his cock. He watched as I gagged myself on his cock, I’d never been with anyone big enough to make me gag like this. I moved his hands to my head, and he started to fuck my mouth again.

He started to fuck my mouth harder and harder, and told me was going to cum. As he said that, he pulled my head off of his cock, and kissed me as he started to stroke himself to finish.

As we kissed, he stopped stroking himself and asked if I wanted to be fucked. I nodded. He told me to beg for it. I whispered shyly that I wanted him inside of me. Just like that, he pulled me up, and flipped me onto my back.

He touched my pussy, and exclaimed how wet I was, once again. I must have gotten really turned on sucking him off.

He slipped a condom on, and I wondered how he would fit. He worked a second finger into me, noting that I was still tight even though I was wet. He kept his fingers in me, and moved down to lick me. As he licked me, he kept moving his fingers, trying to fit three. When he fit his third finger inside, I moaned loudly, and he came up.

He told me to hold my legs apart, and as I did, he worked his cock into me. He kept going until he was as deep as he could get, and then stayed in me for a moment to let me feel it. I felt myself begin to come, and when he noticed, he began to fuck me right through it.

I don’t even know how it is possible, but he continued to fuck me through two more orgasms that night.

He filled me up fantastically, and he pushed forcefully into me. When I started to come the third time, I could feel myself tighten against him harder than before. He said ‘Fuck’ and he fucked me harder as he started to come.

He held me close as he came, and I rode my orgasm high down with his arms tight around me, and his cock spasming inside of me.

We kissed deeply again, and moved to the shower to clean off all the cum and sweat. After getting clean, we cuddled and fell asleep.

****

Dave left after breakfast the next morning. My throat and pussy felt sore, but I felt happy. I knew I should have felt guilty, and the guilt did come later, but for that little bit, it just felt nice to have had someone take care of me.

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