u/No_Connection_9155

I was thinking about this and wanted to share it with everyone

This confession dates to the third year of my bachelor’s college. I had shifted in with my boyfriend and we were living in together. But due to the attendance restrictions we were forced to go to our college allost everyday.

We were already living like a married couple, fucking like rabbits whenever we got the opportunity to and basically doing the most depraved things we could do/imitate from porn. He used to send me porn clips and gifs of what he wants to try and we would try to enact them.

One day on the campus before lunch I got a WhatsApp from my boyfriend asking me to skip a class and meet him outside the lecture theatre. I was more than happy to oblige.

I walked out of class before the lecturer came in. Dressed in a simple black top and blue jeans with my brown hand bag over my shoulder I met up with my boyfriend and immediately noticed his hard on under his jeans.

I was tempted to roast him but before I could start he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the main building. And he was walking fast, his face was flushed and his cock was clearly straining to meet my lips. We walked into one of the older buildings and entered an auditorium. He still held my had and walked to the very end and slid inside the corner seat. I slid in beside him, my bag on the seat infront of me.

He grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a rough deep kiss. I knew he was turned on so I put my hands on his cock through his jeans.

Something about me: my hair is long, like it touches my upper thighs, that long, black in colour, medium thick and straight.

Another thing about me and my boyfriend: we are both hair fetish.

Now back to that day my hair was up in a bun and the kiss and his desperation was on mount Everest. He grabbed my hair bun and pulled my face into his lap, my cheeks rubbing on his cock as I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his boxers and his cock sprang free.

I began by teasing him. Kissing the head of his cock, holding his shaft and shaking it slowly, then sucking only on the head. I could feel his desperation grow as his grip on my hair started getting tighter and tighter, he tried to fuck my face but I would pull out and tease him.

He finally lost is cool, slapped me hard across my face, spat on my mouth, called me a greedy bitch and sholved his cock inside my mouth. It happened all too fast, my eyes were shut, my mouth was open but his cock still felt familiar as it made its way inside my mouth. I started gaging on my own saliva and his cock as my nose pressed against his stomach.

I felt a rush of heat through me, my heart was beating hard in my chest, my cheeks were flushed red from the slap and the rush of blood. My nipples were hard as rocks and my pussy was damp. I slid my free hand under the waistband of my jeans, sliding it inside my panty as it made contact with my clit.

I began to vigorously rub myself. When we heard a noise loud as day outside the auditorium.

We both panicked. He let go of my hair and I sat up in my seat. The noise died away but I was now turned on, I was craving for his cock. So I decided to take the show private.

I pulled my hair bun free and let my hair loose, and then I slid between his legs. With my hair acting as a curtain surrounding his cock and hiding my face I began to suck him. Hard.

I was deep throating myself on his cock, feeling the veins shake inside my mouth as I felt his hands shoot out, gather and grip huge chunks of hair on the top of my head and he took over.

He was using my hair to control my head to make me fuck my face on his cock. My one hand slipped to hold the wasitband of my jeans while the other slipped inside as I began to finger myself hard.

I kept fucking myself harder and harder as his actions become more and more vigorous. Finally he burried his cock as deep as be could inside my mouth, his head touching the back of my throat as I felt the hot thick splaces of acidic cum hit the back of my throat. It made me choke but his refusal to let go of my hair forced me to swallow it. All. I felt his cock pulsating in my mouth and that addictive feeling made me cum inside my panty, while still wearing my jeans.

He kept his cock inside my mouth till it became soft like a deflated balloon, before pulling it out. My jeans was ruined. My hairwas ruined. My makeup was messed up. But my belly was full. And our urges were at bay.