u/KimberlyPossible9

Dev texted me at like 11pm on a Wednesday. Not even a full sentence. Just "you up?" and then, before I could answer he followed it up with "is the door unlocked?"

It wasn't a question. I mean technically it had a question mark but we both knew what he meant by it. I thought it was actually kinda hot.

I left it unlocked.

He let himself in a few minutes later. Faster than I expected I was in the kitchen in a just a shirt and underwear eating cereal. He didn't say hi. He walked up behind me, took the spoon out of my hand, put it on the counter, and turned me around.

"Cole's parking," he said.

"Oh" That was my entire response.

I heard Cole come through the front door while Dev was kissing my neck from behind. I was getting kinda turned on my it but I stayed unresponsive because I knew that is what he wanted from me. Cole kicked his shoes off and walked into the kitchen and just leaned against the fridge watching for a minute. Dev had his hand up my shirt already and he was squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples. Cole grabbed a cup of water from behind him while looking at us the entire time.

"You good?" Cole asked.

"Obviously."

That used to be a longer conversation. Like months ago when this started, there was a whole negotiation. Dev asking if I was sure. Cole checking in every five minutes. Both of them being so careful and respectful and honestly? Boring about it. I was the one who told them to stop asking. I told Dev if I didn't want it I'd say so, and if my door is unlocked then I want it. I have a free use kink. I think that should be clear to you guys reading this by now.

Now it's this. Cole finished his cup of water and set it on the counter and walked over and pulled my shirt off over my head while Dev took my underwear down. No pause. No "is this okay." My body hit the kitchen counter and I pushed back against it and Dev lifted me up onto it and I wrapped my legs around him. I pretended to resist for a few moments but then I let them “overpower” me and I just gave in to it. I like that moment.

Cole stood behind me. His hand was in my hair jerking me around and his mouth was on my neck sucking hard. I knew I would have a hickey tomorrow.  I could feel him getting hard against my back. Dev was between my legs grinding against me through his shorts and I reached down and unzipped him.

"Impatient aren’t you" Dev said. Then he slapped me across the face.

"You're slow" I whimpered back to him.

He pulled me off the counter and turned me around and bent me over it. The counter was cold and not really all that comfortable. Somehow I kinda liked that. Made it feel more real.

Cole came around to my front. He tipped my chin up and I opened my mouth so he could shove his cock down my throat.

Dev fucked me hard from behind. Every thrust pushed me forward onto Cole’s cock.

"Harder" I said around Cole's cock and Dev grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him and even though it hurt I liked it still.

They switched spots.

I tasted myself on him. I must have been soaked because his cock literally tasted only like my pussy haha.

"Good girl," Cole said quietly. He only ever says it when he's close and it makes me clench every time and he knows it. I love getting filled up.

Dev came first. Held my head down on his cock and I swallowed and he was still holding me there when Cole started going faster and that's when I came myself. Dev hit me across the face again and the pain mixed perfectly with the orgasm I was having. Pure bliss imo. Cole finished right after me. I felt it.

After we had all cum the two of them basically just left without even saying anything to me. I actually liked that part of it. It left me with a bit of a weird feeling, but a good one. Kind of this sense of objectification that I enjoy. Like my feelings don’t matter. Like the only thing that mattered was them getting off. Idk. I know its weird, but I like it.

Dev texted me at like 11pm on a Wednesday. Not even a full sentence. Just "you up?" and then, before I could answer he followed it up with "is the door unlocked?"

It wasn't a question. I mean technically it had a question mark but we both knew what he meant by it. I thought it was actually kinda hot.

I left it unlocked.

He let himself in a few minutes later. Faster than I expected I was in the kitchen in a just a shirt and underwear eating cereal. He didn't say hi. He walked up behind me, took the spoon out of my hand, put it on the counter, and turned me around.

"Cole's parking," he said.

"Oh" That was my entire response.

I heard Cole come through the front door while Dev was kissing my neck from behind. I was getting kinda turned on my it but I stayed unresponsive because I knew that is what he wanted from me. Cole kicked his shoes off and walked into the kitchen and just leaned against the fridge watching for a minute. Dev had his hand up my shirt already and he was squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples. Cole grabbed a cup of water from behind him while looking at us the entire time.

"You good?" Cole asked.

"Obviously."

That used to be a longer conversation. Like months ago when this started, there was a whole negotiation. Dev asking if I was sure. Cole checking in every five minutes. Both of them being so careful and respectful and honestly? Boring about it. I was the one who told them to stop asking. I told Dev if I didn't want it I'd say so, and if my door is unlocked then I want it. I have a free use kink. I think that should be clear to you guys reading this by now.

Now it's this. Cole finished his cup of water and set it on the counter and walked over and pulled my shirt off over my head while Dev took my underwear down. No pause. No "is this okay." My body hit the kitchen counter and I pushed back against it and Dev lifted me up onto it and I wrapped my legs around him. I pretended to resist for a few moments but then I let them “overpower” me and I just gave in to it. I like that moment.

Cole stood behind me. His hand was in my hair jerking me around and his mouth was on my neck sucking hard. I knew I would have a hickey tomorrow.  I could feel him getting hard against my back. Dev was between my legs grinding against me through his shorts and I reached down and unzipped him.

"Impatient aren’t you" Dev said. Then he slapped me across the face.

"You're slow" I whimpered back to him.

He pulled me off the counter and turned me around and bent me over it. The counter was cold and not really all that comfortable. Somehow I kinda liked that. Made it feel more real.

Cole came around to my front. He tipped my chin up and I opened my mouth so he could shove his cock down my throat.

Dev fucked me hard from behind. Every thrust pushed me forward onto Cole’s cock.

"Harder" I said around Cole's cock and Dev grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him and even though it hurt I liked it still.

They switched spots.

I tasted myself on him. I must have been soaked because his cock literally tasted only like my pussy haha.

"Good girl," Cole said quietly. He only ever says it when he's close and it makes me clench every time and he knows it. I love getting filled up.

Dev came first. Held my head down on his cock and I swallowed and he was still holding me there when Cole started going faster and that's when I came myself. Dev hit me across the face again and the pain mixed perfectly with the orgasm I was having. Pure bliss imo. Cole finished right after me. I felt it.

After we had all cum the two of them basically just left without even saying anything to me. I actually liked that part of it. It left me with a bit of a weird feeling, but a good one. Kind of this sense of objectification that I enjoy. Like my feelings don’t matter. Like the only thing that mattered was them getting off. Idk. I know its weird, but I like it.

Dev texted me at like 11pm on a Wednesday. Not even a full sentence. Just "you up?" and then, before I could answer he followed it up with "is the door unlocked?"

It wasn't a question. I mean technically it had a question mark but we both knew what he meant by it. I thought it was actually kinda hot.

I left it unlocked.

He let himself in a few minutes later. Faster than I expected I was in the kitchen in a just a shirt and underwear eating cereal. He didn't say hi. He walked up behind me, took the spoon out of my hand, put it on the counter, and turned me around.

"Cole's parking," he said.

"Oh" That was my entire response.

I heard Cole come through the front door while Dev was kissing my neck from behind. I was getting kinda turned on my it but I stayed unresponsive because I knew that is what he wanted from me. Cole kicked his shoes off and walked into the kitchen and just leaned against the fridge watching for a minute. Dev had his hand up my shirt already and he was squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples. Cole grabbed a cup of water from behind him while looking at us the entire time.

"You good?" Cole asked.

"Obviously."

That used to be a longer conversation. Like months ago when this started, there was a whole negotiation. Dev asking if I was sure. Cole checking in every five minutes. Both of them being so careful and respectful and honestly? Boring about it. I was the one who told them to stop asking. I told Dev if I didn't want it I'd say so, and if my door is unlocked then I want it. I have a free use kink. I think that should be clear to you guys reading this by now.

Now it's this. Cole finished his cup of water and set it on the counter and walked over and pulled my shirt off over my head while Dev took my underwear down. No pause. No "is this okay." My body hit the kitchen counter and I pushed back against it and Dev lifted me up onto it and I wrapped my legs around him. I pretended to resist for a few moments but then I let them “overpower” me and I just gave in to it. I like that moment.

Cole stood behind me. His hand was in my hair jerking me around and his mouth was on my neck sucking hard. I knew I would have a hickey tomorrow.  I could feel him getting hard against my back. Dev was between my legs grinding against me through his shorts and I reached down and unzipped him.

"Impatient aren’t you" Dev said. Then he slapped me across the face.

"You're slow" I whimpered back to him.

He pulled me off the counter and turned me around and bent me over it. The counter was cold and not really all that comfortable. Somehow I kinda liked that. Made it feel more real.

Cole came around to my front. He tipped my chin up and I opened my mouth so he could shove his cock down my throat.

Dev fucked me hard from behind. Every thrust pushed me forward onto Cole’s cock.

"Harder" I said around Cole's cock and Dev grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him and even though it hurt I liked it still.

They switched spots.

I tasted myself on him. I must have been soaked because his cock literally tasted only like my pussy haha.

"Good girl," Cole said quietly. He only ever says it when he's close and it makes me clench every time and he knows it. I love getting filled up.

Dev came first. Held my head down on his cock and I swallowed and he was still holding me there when Cole started going faster and that's when I came myself. Dev hit me across the face again and the pain mixed perfectly with the orgasm I was having. Pure bliss imo. Cole finished right after me. I felt it.

After we had all cum the two of them basically just left without even saying anything to me. I actually liked that part of it. It left me with a bit of a weird feeling, but a good one. Kind of this sense of objectification that I enjoy. Like my feelings don’t matter. Like the only thing that mattered was them getting off. Idk. I know its weird, but I like it.

Dev texted me at like 11pm on a Wednesday. Not even a full sentence. Just "you up?" and then, before I could answer he followed it up with "is the door unlocked?"

It wasn't a question. I mean technically it had a question mark but we both knew what he meant by it. I thought it was actually kinda hot.

I left it unlocked.

He let himself in a few minutes later. Faster than I expected I was in the kitchen in a just a shirt and underwear eating cereal. He didn't say hi. He walked up behind me, took the spoon out of my hand, put it on the counter, and turned me around.

"Cole's parking," he said.

"Oh" That was my entire response.

I heard Cole come through the front door while Dev was kissing my neck from behind. I was getting kinda turned on my it but I stayed unresponsive because I knew that is what he wanted from me. Cole kicked his shoes off and walked into the kitchen and just leaned against the fridge watching for a minute. Dev had his hand up my shirt already and he was squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples. Cole grabbed a cup of water from behind him while looking at us the entire time.

"You good?" Cole asked.

"Obviously."

That used to be a longer conversation. Like months ago when this started, there was a whole negotiation. Dev asking if I was sure. Cole checking in every five minutes. Both of them being so careful and respectful and honestly? Boring about it. I was the one who told them to stop asking. I told Dev if I didn't want it I'd say so, and if my door is unlocked then I want it. I have a free use kink. I think that should be clear to you guys reading this by now.

Now it's this. Cole finished his cup of water and set it on the counter and walked over and pulled my shirt off over my head while Dev took my underwear down. No pause. No "is this okay." My body hit the kitchen counter and I pushed back against it and Dev lifted me up onto it and I wrapped my legs around him. I pretended to resist for a few moments but then I let them “overpower” me and I just gave in to it. I like that moment.

Cole stood behind me. His hand was in my hair jerking me around and his mouth was on my neck sucking hard. I knew I would have a hickey tomorrow.  I could feel him getting hard against my back. Dev was between my legs grinding against me through his shorts and I reached down and unzipped him.

"Impatient aren’t you" Dev said. Then he slapped me across the face.

"You're slow" I whimpered back to him.

He pulled me off the counter and turned me around and bent me over it. The counter was cold and not really all that comfortable. Somehow I kinda liked that. Made it feel more real.

Cole came around to my front. He tipped my chin up and I opened my mouth so he could shove his cock down my throat.

Dev fucked me hard from behind. Every thrust pushed me forward onto Cole’s cock.

"Harder" I said around Cole's cock and Dev grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him and even though it hurt I liked it still.

They switched spots.

I tasted myself on him. I must have been soaked because his cock literally tasted only like my pussy haha.

"Good girl," Cole said quietly. He only ever says it when he's close and it makes me clench every time and he knows it. I love getting filled up.

Dev came first. Held my head down on his cock and I swallowed and he was still holding me there when Cole started going faster and that's when I came myself. Dev hit me across the face again and the pain mixed perfectly with the orgasm I was having. Pure bliss imo. Cole finished right after me. I felt it.

After we had all cum the two of them basically just left without even saying anything to me. I actually liked that part of it. It left me with a bit of a weird feeling, but a good one. Kind of this sense of objectification that I enjoy. Like my feelings don’t matter. Like the only thing that mattered was them getting off. Idk. I know its weird, but I like it.

I was at one of my new friend’s birthday parties. I literally didn’t know any of the people who were there except for her, so it was pretty much just me and a bunch of strangers. I have recently been looking for more people to add to my hookup roster, so I figured this would be a decent opportunity.

Then this guy walked into the kitchen.

His eyes landed on me. He looked extremely confident. Like he owned the house or something even though I know he obviously didn’t.

I didn't look away. He didn't look away. The girl next to me was still talking but I wasn’t paying even one little drop of attention. Something about the way he looked at me made me feel kinda desperate. I wanted him.

He walked toward me. He stopped and stood literally inches away. I’m not even exaggerating.

He introduced himself. “Flynn” apparently.

"Good for you," I said, because he was making me nervous and my brain kinda fucked up.

Long story short, we didn’t flirt for very long. It was obvious that there was chemistry, and I was ovulating which means. Well. You know what it means. It means i’m extra slutty.

He asked if I wanted to get out of there. We walked ten or so minutes to his place because he lived close. His apartment was small and clean. I remember noticing a pair of running shoes by the door and thinking he is probably the type of person who wakes up at six to run. Could never be me lol. I'm the kind of person who wakes up at six because someone is fucking me.

I’m a slut like that.

He kissed me in his hallway on the way to his bedroom. We started undressing each other. I guess I couldn’t even wait to get to the bed.

We didn't make it to his bed the first time. He had a bench sort of thing in his bedroom and he pushed me on to it. I wrapped my legs around him and he pulled my shirt over my head and my bra was off in an instant. His mouth went to my neck, my collarbone, my chest, my nipples. I was wearing a skirt. He kept it on. He kept my panties on too.

He pushed my underwear to the side. Didn't bother to take them off, just moved them. Two fingers pushed inside me and I was already so wet that I heard it when he started fingering me and so did he. He pressed one hand against my chest and curled his fingers and I grabbed the edge of the bench.

"You're soaked" he said.

"Then fuck me already" I told him.

He pulled his jeans down just enough to free his cock. It was big. No condom. I noticed. He noticed me notice.

"I can grab one" he said.

The thing is. I fucking hate condoms with a burning passion. They genuinely disgust me. Especially when i’m ovulating. Like can you imagine a worse way to ruin an intimate moment than by putting on a rubber suit? Gross.

"Don't you dare," I said.

He didn’t need to hear it again. He lined up with my pussy and pushed into me in a slow stroke and my head dropped back and I felt a sense of immediate satisfaction and pleasure.

My legs were locked around him and held tightly. I could feel him deep in me. He was big. I liked it a lot. I was loud. His neighbors prob heard me. I kept telling him that I was a slut and that he should fuck me harder. I reached down and started rubbing my clit as he fucked me.

I came first and I felt him thrust even faster when I tightened but he didn't stop at all. Then he slowed down, rolled his hips, drew it out until I was shaking and oversensitive and begging for him to go back in.

"Where do you want me," he said.

"Inside. Deep. Don't even think about pulling out."

His hands slid under my ass and pulled me to the edge of the seat bench thing and he buried himself to the balls and I felt that he was cumming. One, two, three heavy pulses, warm and thick and messy and overall just exactly what I needed. He pressed his forehead against mine and his breathing was deep and his hips kept pushing forward like his body wouldn't let him stop.

I held him there. Leg locked him. Just feeling him cum in me. I love that moment. Its my fave.

We made it to the bedroom eventually. He went down on me with his own cum still inside me and I came again with his face between my legs and my fingers in his hair. Guys who do that are the fucking best. Round two happened an hour later, slower this time. Less primal and desperate and more intimate. Him behind me with his chest against my back, one hand on my throat and the other between my legs while he filled me up again with cum.

I left around three in the morning. I felt good. Satisfied.

I walked home in the dark with no underwear under my skirt and I could feel him dripping down my leg with every step. I want to tell you that I just innocently forgot them, but the truth is. I left them for him on purpose. Oops ;)

I was at one of my new friend’s birthday parties. I literally didn’t know any of the people who were there except for her, so it was pretty much just me and a bunch of strangers. I have recently been looking for more people to add to my hookup roster, so I figured this would be a decent opportunity.

Then this guy walked into the kitchen.

His eyes landed on me. He looked extremely confident. Like he owned the house or something even though I know he obviously didn’t.

I didn't look away. He didn't look away. The girl next to me was still talking but I wasn’t paying even one little drop of attention. Something about the way he looked at me made me feel kinda desperate. I wanted him.

He walked toward me. He stopped and stood literally inches away. I’m not even exaggerating.

He introduced himself. “Flynn” apparently.

"Good for you," I said, because he was making me nervous and my brain kinda fucked up.

Long story short, we didn’t flirt for very long. It was obvious that there was chemistry, and I was ovulating which means. Well. You know what it means. It means i’m extra slutty.

He asked if I wanted to get out of there. We walked ten or so minutes to his place because he lived close. His apartment was small and clean. I remember noticing a pair of running shoes by the door and thinking he is probably the type of person who wakes up at six to run. Could never be me lol. I'm the kind of person who wakes up at six because someone is fucking me.

I’m a slut like that.

He kissed me in his hallway on the way to his bedroom. We started undressing each other. I guess I couldn’t even wait to get to the bed.

We didn't make it to his bed the first time. He had a bench sort of thing in his bedroom and he pushed me on to it. I wrapped my legs around him and he pulled my shirt over my head and my bra was off in an instant. His mouth went to my neck, my collarbone, my chest, my nipples. I was wearing a skirt. He kept it on. He kept my panties on too.

He pushed my underwear to the side. Didn't bother to take them off, just moved them. Two fingers pushed inside me and I was already so wet that I heard it when he started fingering me and so did he. He pressed one hand against my chest and curled his fingers and I grabbed the edge of the bench.

"You're soaked" he said.

"Then fuck me already" I told him.

He pulled his jeans down just enough to free his cock. It was big. No condom. I noticed. He noticed me notice.

"I can grab one" he said.

The thing is. I fucking hate condoms with a burning passion. They genuinely disgust me. Especially when i’m ovulating. Like can you imagine a worse way to ruin an intimate moment than by putting on a rubber suit? Gross.

"Don't you dare," I said.

He didn’t need to hear it again. He lined up with my pussy and pushed into me in a slow stroke and my head dropped back and I felt a sense of immediate satisfaction and pleasure.

My legs were locked around him and held tightly. I could feel him deep in me. He was big. I liked it a lot. I was loud. His neighbors prob heard me. I kept telling him that I was a slut and that he should fuck me harder. I reached down and started rubbing my clit as he fucked me.

I came first and I felt him thrust even faster when I tightened but he didn't stop at all. Then he slowed down, rolled his hips, drew it out until I was shaking and oversensitive and begging for him to go back in.

"Where do you want me," he said.

"Inside. Deep. Don't even think about pulling out."

His hands slid under my ass and pulled me to the edge of the seat bench thing and he buried himself to the balls and I felt that he was cumming. One, two, three heavy pulses, warm and thick and messy and overall just exactly what I needed. He pressed his forehead against mine and his breathing was deep and his hips kept pushing forward like his body wouldn't let him stop.

I held him there. Leg locked him. Just feeling him cum in me. I love that moment. Its my fave.

We made it to the bedroom eventually. He went down on me with his own cum still inside me and I came again with his face between my legs and my fingers in his hair. Guys who do that are the fucking best. Round two happened an hour later, slower this time. Less primal and desperate and more intimate. Him behind me with his chest against my back, one hand on my throat and the other between my legs while he filled me up again with cum.

I left around three in the morning. I felt good. Satisfied.

I walked home in the dark with no underwear under my skirt and I could feel him dripping down my leg with every step. I want to tell you that I just innocently forgot them, but the truth is. I left them for him on purpose. Oops ;)

I don't usually sleep over. That's not a rule we have or anything, it is just what tends to happen with me and him. But it was late last night, and I was comfortable and my FWB Devon didn't say anything about it, so I fell asleep on my stomach on his side of the bed while he was still watching something on his phone.

I woke up to his hands.

He'd moved my underwear to the side and had two fingers inside me before I was fully awake, which I know because my first coherent thought that I remember was "oh, that's what's happening". I was already wet. We had talked about this before. I told him about my fantasy of being fucked while I was asleep and we agreed that he could try it.

I didn't say anything for a moment. I just lay there and let him finger me. There's something about my being half asleep with his fingers inside me that instantly got me hornier than I usually get in such a short time.

Then he pushed his cock inside me and I made a soft moaning noise into the pillow.

He fucked me like that, slow at first, both of us laying on our sides. His hand was holding on to my hip, not hard, just resting there keeping me in place. He said nothing during it. He almost never talks during sex, which I've come to find I actually like. He is intense yet quiet at the same time. Some guys narrate too much and it kinda takes me out of it. Dev is just present, just doing what he's doing, and somehow that's more intense and connecting than anything he could say.

I came once with his hand helping by rubbing my clit. He finished inside of me like he always does not long after. Then he stayed inside me for a few minutes. Just cuddling me. When he pulled out and rolled onto his back I felt his cum start to drip out of my pussy and I reached down to feel it. I was messy.

"Good morning," I said, even though it was still dark outside. It was a joke.

He didn't say anything to me still. He handed me a glass of water off the nightstand and gave me a quick kiss. "Good night" he finally said before laying down to go to sleep.

I ended up playing with the cum he had left in my pussy for the next few minutes until I had a soft and gentle orgasm. The feeling of his cum making a mess inside of me and on my fingers as I touched myself made it easy. I just kept thinking about how I had just been sleeping, and then I was getting fucked. It was crazy to think about.

I stayed awake for a while just thinking about it. Definitely an item to cross off the bucket list.