My First Time Was With A Stranger *HEAVY NSFW*

One night filled with curiosity turned into a night that changed my life forever.

One day I just couldn’t take it anymore, my mind was filled with so many erotic stories that I had to take charge and act one of them out. I was Twenty Two and in my prime but yet I couldn’t find a man that could truly satisfy me.

I was tired of sitting at home reading about it and my friends constantly bragging about how their orgasms made them feel.

I was Jealous but could you blame me? When was I gonna find a man that was willing to take his time with me? And fuck me all night?

A fire lit in me as I continued to think about it. . .

And JUST like Miss Jane I was going for it. I wasn’t going to find such experiences laying cooped up in the house all day.

I was going out tonight to find me the fuck of my lifetime.

One hour later at San Myshuno Lounge

It was known by all of San my that this club was the home of the grown and sexy, the perfect place to find my lucky man for tonight.

I looked and I danced, I even accepted drinks, why not I know I looked good tonight. But none of them peaked out to me and none of them were packing thick enough, I was getting exhausted and was starting to think that this shit was stupid, following behind a fictional story thinking it could be MY reality? was honestly insane.

“Hello beautiful what you doing?”

The husky voice hat enveloped my ear had my whole body in a hum. his big strong hands wrapped around my waist making me move to the beat of the song that vibrated the floor.

“Dancing what you doing?”

“What it look like? I’m tryna see wassup with you?”

“Wassup with me?”

I smirked while leaning in closer to his body to get a feel of that wood that his ancestors of all over have blessed him with.

“What you getting into tonight mama?”

“Nothing, nothing at all you tryna change that?”

He hummed and gripped me tighter as we continued to dance to the beat, I felt like I was going into heat because I’m pretty sure the eggs in my body were falling at this moment.

He looked down at me and his eyes told me everything that I needed to know. whatever I was down for he was down for and I couldn’t wait any longer to get out of here and feel the magic that he could give me.

His big hands slid down my dress and grabbed me from under my dress making me tremble into his body as he gently caressed me.

“My place or yours?”

I didn’t hesitate when I shakily said mine, I wanted this experience to happen on my bed in my apartment where I know I wouldn’t be kicked out of if he was that kind of guy.

And without any type of warning he picked me up and carried me to his car on our way to tear up my apartment.

Thirty minutes later Back at the apartment

“Are you ready for me?”

“yes.”

“If I’m too much don’t be scared to tell me.”

I scoffed now weary of his performance, he was oozing cockiness and I took that as he was gonna just drill me and be done just like my last encounters.

“Oh you WON’T be.”

“He smiled and kept quiet as he continued leaving wet kisses across my chest.

Twenty Minutes Later

“Wait Wait Wait!”

“I’m too much?”

“Nooooooo you’re hitting my spoooottttttt.”

“Right there?”

“Yes OH MY GOSH!!”

Ten Minutes Later

“Ahhh it’s them deep strokes that got you fucked up?”

“I can’t feel my legs.”

“AHHHHHH IMCUMMMINGGGG IMCUMMINGGGG IMCUMMMMMMMMINNNNGGGGG.”

“Mhm take that.”

“Oh my God, OKAY you are too much.”

“Told you now shut up and lemme get mine.”

Five Orgasms later

Of course he wasn’t going to stay I don’t know why I expected anything more. it was just a random fuck.

I was in love with his rhythm, his stroke, and his steel and I needed more, this one night stand was turning into a hot fledge affair.

And the feelings were clearly mutual when I woke up to his number in my phone with an “Good morning beautiful when’s the next time I’m seeing you?”

For months we went back and forth calling each other.

Texting each other.

And sexing each other. It was all new, fun, amazing and exciting until he suddenly stopped answering my calls and messages which was fine, there weren’t any feelings attached. I was happy and flaunting it.

I became bolder and opened up to new things that use to scare me.

I even tried dating again. My sex life with HIM broke me out of my shell and I never plan on returning back to it.

Life was better for me until.

THE END.