[FM] I sat on a virgin face and then ghosted him [Kink]

We met on FetLife. You weren’t the first, nor would you be the last. When you got out of your car I was wary of your age, I asked for ID. You wanted to please me so you handed it over. Sure enough, you’d been 18 for only a few months. So young, so impressionable. If there was a woman to pick to ruin you on women, it was me.

I got us a hotel room, I was couch surfing from a major life move and wasn’t going to be in my own apartment for a few more weeks. We went to dinner first more as a formality, luckily they had a restaurant in our hotel. I had a hard time stopping myself from being inappropriate in the elevator up to our room. You wanted to explore your sexuality. You needed guidance. This was a test to see if I wanted to be that guide. You fumbled with the key at the door, so I pushed you into the door and grabbed a handful of your ass. I told you that you’d miss your chance if you didn’t get it together. Despite you having more than a foot on me in height, I could feel your knees weaken. I let you go and you got the door open and I pushed you through. You said you wanted to be dominated.

I joked that you’d better not be wearing a nice shirt. Then I popped the buttons of the front in one swift motion and pushed you back onto one of the double beds.

“Get naked.” You looked unsure. I set my purse on the dresser behind me then turned back to you. You hadn’t moved. “Do not make me repeat myself, young man.” Now you hurried your clothes off.

You stood before me trying to discreetly block the raging hard on you had. I hadn’t removed my clothes and I think that made you even more nervous. I swatted at your hands so I could get a look and giggled, you blushed. I traced the upside down pentacle on your chest over your heart. My friend and I had dubbed you Bad Juju for it, as I write this I can’t even remember your real name. I shoved you back onto the bed and let you watch as I slipped my underwear off from under my dress. You looked almost afraid when I turned to dig in my purse. Lucky for you all I was retrieving was a condom. I ripped it open and unrolled it on your dick and I could tell it made you nervous how easy it was for me. I climbed on top of you and watched you as you grew more anxious for it. I liked seeing you squirm. I lowered myself to touch just the tip of your dick and you leaned into it. Mistake number one. I leaned back and gave you a sharp slap to the face. You gasped and looked back at me, hungry. “I make the rules, little boy.” Then I sat on your dick and took all of it inside me and you moaned. I watched your eyes roll back. I wonder if you were a virgin when I took you. I rolled my hips into you and you grabbed a handful of my ass in each hand. Mistake number two. I grab both arms and fight them both over your head with ease. I held you nose to nose and whispered to you how I was going to punish you for being greedy. I was going to wipe that stupid grin off your face.

I hopped off your dick and climbed up your chest. I let go of your hands to pin your arms down with my knees. Now you really tried to wriggle out from under me, but years of MMA meant you wouldn’t be getting away. You liked your hair a tad longer than most guys, and to your dismay I grabbed a fistful to force your mouth onto my wet pussy. I used one hand to brace myself on the wall and the other to keep you from turning away. Your inexperience showed and I led you to find my clit with your tongue. I rode your face until I was satisfied with your work, someone needed to teach you how to do it. I climbed off you and let my feet find the floor. I pulled my dress off as you swung your legs off the edge of the bed and I leaned in to lick my juices off your lips and chin. “You’re such a good boy.” That’s when you told me you hadn’t ever eaten a girl out before. I laughed and reminded you that doing as your told doesn’t always mean you’re good at it. Your face fell, but I grabbed your knees and scooted you to the edge of the bed. I climbed back into your lap and asked how badly you wanted to fuck me. You breathed a heavy “bad” and I dropped down onto your throbbing cock.

I’m not sure how many hours we fucked. Or how many condoms we used. I left you with a lot of bruises, scratches, physical reminders of me on your body. I slipped out while you slept. And then I ghosted you. You were so much fun, but I needed someone more up to my speed.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/76lhj5/fm_i_sat_on_a_virgin_face_and_then_ghosted_him