How one of [M]y most awkward hookups was also one of the hottest in my entire life

So too preface this; I’m a University Student, chronically unlucky in love, who has his hand in a few dating apps. 98% of the time I’m unsuccessful, a victim of chronic ghosting. And I don’t blame them – I don’t fit into your standard Tinder archetypes of “lanky eboy” or “himbo engineering student”. So when I match with someone, it’s a rarity. When she tells me to come over, well, that shit needs to be framed in a museum.

So I find myself marching over to hers, as she just so happens to be a few blocks away. She lives alone in a snazzy little apartment, living off her parents money. First impressions go a long way – she’s Filipino, 5″4, curvy, great legs and incredibly cute. Instant 10/10 from me. When we get to her room, I find it’s full of band posters, specifically ones from the Beatles and the Beach Boys. This instantly turned it up to 11 – I’m a sucker for a girl with good taste in music. After admiring the posters for a bit, I turned around to find her laying back on the bed with her legs open — I couldn’t see when I came in, as it was in the middle of the night, but she wasn’t wearing anything below the waist. It was at this point I almost lost control and dove into her. She was just too sexy for a mere mortal like myself. However, things started getting a bit strange.

I [M] have become obsessed with face-sitting and I feel like I’m going mad from not getting it

Over the past few weeks, i’ve noticed a change. I have no idea what has gotten into me.

Before now, I’ve enjoyed eating pussy. I say “enjoyed” because that’s as far as it went – I didn’t go out of my way to do it, I could do with or without. But these past few weeks I’ve noticed a rapid change in my fantasies. Every bit of porn I watch now involves face-sitting or eating out, with little to nothing else too specific. I daydream about working my way up someone’s legs – starting with kissing their toes, up their ankles, their calves, their thighs, until just laying there and worshipping her. I’ve also been jerking off more and more, sometimes three times a day, and still I feel my head get dizzy from the idea of eating someone out.

I feel like if I don’t get a pussy slammed down on my face and an ass to grab with both hands I’m gonna lose it. I just need someone to plant their feet on my chest or cup them behind my head and let me do what I *need; to* taste someone. To have their juices drip down my chin. To see their eyes roll back. To have their nails dig into my scalp. I *need* to have my nose wedged between someones asscheeks as they use my damn mouth as a living hitachi wand.