When I was 20 a stranger contacted me on Facebook. I had one mutual friend with him but it was more of an acquaintance. He introduced himself as a radio DJ who had checked out my profile and thought my taste in music was interesting for a girl my age. He explained that he had made me up a mp3 playlist of songs he thought I’d like and he would share the link if I wanted it. I checked out his profile.
He dressed like a skater, had a tan complexion and large brown eyes. He was attractive and had a lot of interesting things to say, so we started talking. Talking turned into sexting and late night phone conversations that lasted for hours. I lived with my parents and I hid in my bedroom a lot.
He started showing a scary side after a week or so. He’d ask me if I worked tomorrow and he explained that he used to work at the same resort I did, so he knew plenty of spots where he could surprise me, then pull me into a secluded area to fuck me. He really did know the resort well and proved it to me by describing specific areas where he would fuck me with his hand over my mouth. This put me on edge at work and excited me.
The day we decided to meet, we planned to be somewhere public and then go back to his place to fuck. I drove all 30 miles, my hands shaking on the steering wheel. I was nervous but my pussy was quivering. Earlier that day he described how hard he would fuck me and I needed it bad.
I arrived at the Family Video where we were to meet. I pulled into the parking lot and in the large storefront windows, I saw a hunched figure in a trench coat and hat. My heart sank and I sat in my car for a moment, watching him. He was pacing. I took a deep breath and got out of my car and walked into the store. I was wearing a mini skirt and t shirt… when I put the mini skirt on, I imagined bending over for my skater boy in it. But the man I saw in front of me was not a skater boy! He approached me as I walked in and told me how beautiful I was. He was older, in his mid 30s and had a crazed look in his eye. He looked slightly disheveled and kept glancing around nervously. I somehow managed to smile at him. This was not the person in the pictures I saw. They were old pictures of him.
We left the store and got into my car. He gave me directions to his home, it was just down the road. A secluded house with an RV in the driveway. He explained it was his parents.
“I’m just living here while I go back to school.” He said.
We got out of the car and when he lead the way into the house, I almost made a dash for my car when I saw the entrance. He opened a cellar door that went underground. I resisted the urge to run for some reason and followed him underground. At the bottom of the cement steps was a wooden door. Before he opened it, he turned around to look at me.
“It’s kind of creepy down here, huh?”
I nodded, but could not find words to speak. He opened the door and led me through a cluttered, unfinished basement. There were no lights, just dimly lit from a couple cellar windows, but it was already getting dark outside. We reached a room that had a tv, computer and a bed with a mirror above it.
“It’s been nice to meet you but I should get goin now. I’m having second thoughts about everything and really just want to get home.” I said politely.
“That’s not very nice of you to lead me on like this. Even if you don’t want to fuck me, let me at least show you this tv series I told you about.”
We sat on his bed and watched the show. There was a scene that showed something sexual. He reached for my thighs and kissed my neck. I felt a mixture of disgust and pleasure as he ran his tongue over my throat and his hands inched between my legs. I told him again that I wanted to leave but he responded with “no, you’re staying.” He sat up off the bed, unbuckled his pants, pulled his dick out and let it hang there. I just looked at him blankly until he gestured me to the end of the bed and pointed to his cock. “Come on.”
So I did. I crawled to the end of the bed, crouched there and put his dick in my mouth and began to suck. He held onto my hair as I moved my mouth quicker all over the head of his cock, feeling it get harder against my lips. I felt my pussy getting wet, it always does when I suck cock. I traced my tongue up and down his shaft and sucked his head off until I found a rhythm that he liked. I could tell he liked it because he started grunting and thrusting his hips. The head of his cock went in and out of my mouth faster until I heard a load groan and tasted this stranger’s salty cum.
He rested for a few minutes..then he sat up and said “it’s time to fuck”. He told me to undress and lay on his bed while he put a condom on his cock. He sat on the bed, hovering over me. I couldn’t see his face; it was dark. But I could see myself in the mirror above the bed. Then he thrust his cock into me and I watched myself getting fucked by him in the mirror. As he started to thrust quicker I felt my g spot quivering. I watched myself in the mirror wrap my legs around his back and open them up wider so he could fuck me deeper. He came after a few minutes and laid beside me for a while. I asked him about the mirror above his bed. He said that his dad used to work on cars down here, that’s why it was there. Sure!
He wanted to fuck again, this time doggy style. I agreed to it and turned onto my hands and knees, laying my head on one of his pillows and sticking my ass in the air for him. He fucked me like that for a long time and I enjoyed every minute of it. I started moaning this time and I wondered if whoever lived upstairs could hear me. Finally, he came inside me, but with a condom. When he pulled out, I heard him sigh. “Oh no…”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think the condom…”
I wasn’t on birth control and had never been on it. I panicked a little bit. He got off the bed and turned a small light on to inspect the condom.
“No, it’s okay! It didn’t break!”
I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him put the second condom into an empty 7-11 Big Gulp that was sitting on a bookshelf. Was that where he put garbage? Anyway…
He laid on the bed with me and I fell asleep in his arms for a while. Later I woke up to him grabbing my tits and squeezing them a little too hard. He rolled on top of me and I felt his dick between my legs again. It happened so fast, I couldn’t even be sure he was wearing a condom. But my g-spot was still begging for more attention… so I let him in without question. He thrust in and out of me for a while like that, but I felt bored and wanted to try something new. So I asked him to lay on his back so I could ride him. At that time, I did notice that he had a condom on. I sat on him and rocked back and forth and this time, he watched me fucking him in the mirror. I bounced on his dick for a while, being sure to hit my g-spot as hard as I could. Then he asked me to suck his cock because he was ready to cum. I climbed off of him and removed the condom. I put his cock into my mouth again and went straight into the technique that made him cum earlier in the night. I was excited to get one last load into my mouth and I did. He groaned loudly and pumped his cum into my mouth. I moaned too and swallowed it all.
I finally left in the middle of the night and snuck back into my parents. Feeling sore and regretful, I tried to forget how wet I got for the stranger that catfished me.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8pm0z9/f_catfished_but_i_still_sucked_his_cock
Isn’t this getting awfully close to rape?
How old were you?