Author: ThrowawaySlutsAcc

[FM] A Not-So-Shy Brown Slut Gone Public -Part 3

At this point, the “shy” label is long gone [25F] after deciding to really taking our chances by crossing over to unchartered territory.

Meeting up with him [24M] in person —-especially out in the open for the world to see— presented a line of pent up needs and wants if they were ever to come into play. We were knotted with the initial nervousness and the overbearing fear of getting caught, even when we just wanted to slightly graze against each other’s hand. But did that stop us? Of course not.

They may scoff at the claim of a lover’s first physical touch being electrifying, and perhaps pass it off as a figment of a hormonal teen writer’s imagination, but let me just say that it is more than just a dull buzz: it was galvanising. Who knew that a simple interlock of fingers, or stroking the back of one’s hand with your thumb, could get you so restless or give you an unscratchable itch that could only be relieved after a session or two of relentless fucking. It was indeed the test of self-control and from the events which followed, we were proud to fail this one. Read more »

[Fm] The Continuation of a “Shy” Brown Girl’s Journey

And so the journey continues. I [25F] still always make him [23M] rock hard with the slightest teasing every single time, regardless of where he is: whether he is working or outside in public. Of course, I never turn down a challenge and I have to show that I have the control, only for it to taken away from me as I’m told to touch myself, like that one time I was presenting in an online class. Indeed, I had never quite expected, based on our intensely rapid progression, that there was room for plenty more. Our need for each other transfigured into more impassioned expressions of desperation.

Our frequent surges of sexting were previously on text or in the form of photos. But, doing it on call was something we’d agreed on eventually dipping our toes in. With a cluster of nervousness and uncertainty, we decided to let the natural course of our craving unravel on its own. Read more »

[FM] Continuation of a Brown Slut’s Journey

And so the journey continues. I [25F] still always made him [23M] rock hard with the slightest teasing every single time, regardless of where he was: whether he was working or outside in public. Of course, I never turn down a challenge and I have to show that I have the control, only for it to taken away from me as I’m told to touch myself while presenting in an online class. Indeed, I had never quite expected, based on our intensely rapid progression, that there was room for plenty more. Our need for each other transfigured into more impassioned expressions of desperation.

Our frequent surges of sexting were previously on text or in the form of photos. But, doing it on call was something we’d agreed on eventually dipping our toes in. With a cluster of nervousness and uncertainty, we decided to let the natural course of our craving unravel on its own. Read more »

[FM] From a Shy, Brown Girl to a Nympho

They say that the rite of passage is a coming-of-age journey: the stage where you leave your innocent and oblivious days behind. Well, I’m [24F] about to tell you a journey of my own.

Until recently, I’d always been a shy girl. I also come from a very conservative family, so obviously my experience in the sex department was nil, unless you want to count the occasional, half-assed “solo adventures”. Being unbothered and unnoticed, I remained cooped up in my shyness and maintained avoidance from anything sexual. Kinks and fetishes were the last thing on my mind, nor did I ever have the courage to even explore them until I met…him [22M].

Before him, the most scandalous thing I’d ever done was share a blurry selfie or a peace sign and never quite went beyond that. Perhaps I did flirt a little here and there, beat around the bush, but asking someone living on the other side of the country to ram me with their cock wasn’t in the cards.

We hit it off right away on friendly terms after meeting him online. I enjoyed his company, how comfortable he made me and I relished the warm and fuzzy feeling the whole experience gave me. At first, it was like reconnecting with a long, lost friend. Read more »