She’d known it was a bad idea since she’d agreed to the date. She never planned on going on a hookup app of all things, but it had been so long since she’d broken up with Trevor and then she’d had too much wine and the next thing she knew she was swiping left and right with abandon. And then she saw him. Executive type, broad, commanding, an air that said he could pump you full of cum and leave you in leaking and broken… but begging for more. She shook herself, not sure where that thought had come from.
Amber wasn’t the naughty, sexy type – she liked sex, yes, but she’d only slept with one man in her 24 years. Her boyfriend Trev. Make that ex-boyfriend, as of a few months ago. Trev had liked it with the lights off, mostly in missionary, and she hadn’t complained. Though, secretly, she sometimes admitted to herself that she might be good at sucking cock. Trev hadn’t wanted it often, but sometimes, when he got really drunk, he’d shove her on her knees and tell her to open her mouth. He’d let her swallow every inch of his cock. She was always a little proud at how surprised he was when she took it – he was big, stretching her lips tight around his thick shaft, and yet she found it easy and erotic to take him deep in her mouth. Those were her favorite nights, and often – though she never told him – she came harder with his cock in her mouth than she ever had when he fucked her. She knew he was embarrassed when he lost control in her mouth, so she tried to be a good girlfriend and never mentioned it.