u/davidAttenburrrah

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.

For some context, my ex and I broke up a year ago. Last month she ended up marrying some arranged marriage dude - heir to a big shot business family, balding and a fat ass. Her and I have been no contact for about 10 months then, but I hit her up with a "congratulations" on her wedding story.
What I thought would be dry conversation became a source for her to vent about her new life - how the extravagant marriage was exhausting, how her in-laws use her as a showpiece in front of the society. It honestly felt nice to catch up after all this while. I'd be lying if I didn't enjoy her misery.
Anyway, these vent seshs became a thing every late night. Until 2 weeks later, she texted me how she's coming to Bangalore for barely a day - for some client meeting. I didn't know what to make of it but we were on good terms then, I asked her if she wanted to grab a coffee. She said yes.
Cut to the next day, she gets done w her work calls by 6 in the evening. I tell her I'll be done by 7 and we can catch up at a Third Wave nearby. She said "she was tired and didn't want to meet in a crowd". This was my hint. I knew the woman so well, I know when she wants to become a powerless slut from the raging feminist that she usually is.
I call her over. We meet at 8, I hug her, close the door. Not a single word is uttered after that as I slide her bag off her shoulder, pick her up to ram her against the wall with my tongue shoved inside of her face. We somehow stumbled our way into my room, as I slid her skirt off and almost ripped her shirt open. I made my way down, licking her neck, and down, listening to her soft whimpers. Then I stopped. Grabbed her neck, and whispered into her ear to tell me what she wants me to do to her. She said "wreck me", that's when the next 30 minutes went in a blaze.
After a while I'd gotten her down on her knees, as she spit a fat blob of drool on my cock, looking up at me with her tongue sticking out, her mehendi-lathered hands rubbing me down. That's when her husband calls her. I told her to pick it up and tell him that she's visiting an old friend and that she'd call him later. She did, as I pinched her nipples.
We ended the night lathered in sweat, she licked each drop of my cum like she used to. Her legs quivered like they used to. We decided to never speak of this ever again, she left my home before midnight. We haven't talked since.

For some context, my ex and I broke up a year ago. Last month she ended up marrying some arranged marriage dude - heir to a big shot business family, balding and a fat ass. Her and I have been no contact for about 10 months then, but I hit her up with a "congratulations" on her wedding story.
What I thought would be dry conversation became a source for her to vent about her new life - how the extravagant marriage was exhausting, how her in-laws use her as a showpiece in front of the society. It honestly felt nice to catch up after all this while. I'd be lying if I didn't enjoy her misery.
Anyway, these vent sessions became a thing every late night. Until 2 weeks later, she texted me how she's coming to Bangalore for barely a day - for some client meeting. I didn't know what to make of it but we were on good terms then, I asked her if she wanted to grab a coffee. She said yes.
Cut to the next day, she gets done w her work calls by 6 in the evening. I tell her I'll be done by 7 and we can catch up at a Third Wave nearby. She said "she was tired and didn't want to meet in a crowd". This was my hint. I knew the woman so well, I know when she wants to become a powerless slut from the raging feminist that she usually is.
I call her over. We meet at 8, I hug her, close the door. Not a single word is uttered after that as I slide her bag off her shoulder, pick her up to ram her against the wall with my tongue shoved inside of her face. We somehow stumbled our way into my room, as I slid her skirt off and almost ripped her shirt open. I made my way down, licking her neck, and down, listening to her soft whimpers. Then I stopped. Grabbed her neck, and whispered into her ear to tell me what she wants me to do to her. She said "wreck me", that's when the next 30 minutes went in a blaze.
After a while I'd gotten her down on her knees, as she spit a fat blob of drool on my cock, looking up at me with her tongue sticking out, her mehendi-lathered hands rubbing me down. That's when her husband calls her. I told her to pick it up and tell him that she's visiting an old friend and that she'd call him later. She did, as I pinched her nipples.
We ended the night lathered in sweat, she licked each drop of my cum like she used to. Her legs quivered like they used to. We decided to never speak of this ever again, she left my home before midnight. We haven't talked since.

For some context, my ex and I broke up a year ago. Last month she ended up marrying some arranged marriage dude - heir to a big shot business family, balding and a fat ass. Her and I have been no contact for about 10 months then, but I hit her up with a "congratulations" on her wedding story.
What I thought would be dry conversation became a source for her to vent about her new life - how the extravagant marriage was exhausting, how her in-laws use her as a showpiece in front of the society. It honestly felt nice to catch up after all this while. I'd be lying if I didn't enjoy her misery.
Anyway, these vent sessions became a thing every late night. Until 2 weeks later, she texted me how she's coming to Bangalore for barely a day - for some client meeting. I didn't know what to make of it but we were on good terms then, I asked her if she wanted to grab a coffee. She said yes.
Cut to the next day, she gets done w her work calls by 6 in the evening. I tell her I'll be done by 7 and we can catch up at a Third Wave nearby. She said "she was tired and didn't want to meet in a crowd". This was my hint. I knew the woman so well, I know when she wants to become a powerless slut from the raging feminist that she usually is.
I call her over. We meet at 8, I hug her, close the door. Not a single word is uttered after that as I slide her bag off her shoulder, pick her up to ram her against the wall with my tongue shoved inside of her face. We somehow stumbled our way into my room, as I slid her skirt off and almost ripped her shirt open. I made my way down, licking her neck, and down, listening to her soft whimpers. Then I stopped. Grabbed her neck, and whispered into her ear to tell me what she wants me to do to her. She said "wreck me", that's when the next 30 minutes went in a blaze.
After a while I'd gotten her down on her knees, as she spit a fat blob of drool on my cock, looking up at me with her tongue sticking out, her mehendi-lathered hands rubbing me down. That's when her husband calls her. I told her to pick it up and tell him that she's visiting an old friend and that she'd call him later. She did, as I pinched her nipples.
We ended the night lathered in sweat, she licked each drop of my cum like she used to. Her legs quivered like they used to. We decided to never speak of this ever again, she left my home before midnight. We haven't talked since.

26M here, and for context I don't like doing one night stands anymore. As impulsive as they are, the sex in itself was almost always super vanilla. Once I realized how great sex is when you're on the same wavelength sexually, and they match your freak? I could never go back to a bland ONS.
Anyway, last month my usual two hookups were out of town. I was horny (as one is), except this time the urge felt primal. It was a Thursday afternoon, I remember controlling myself throughout work, at the gym, even during the night shower. I cozied myself up by midnight and started doomscrolling. One hour into it, I get notified of a match with this girl. Let's call her Sneha. I opened her profile, pretty bare bones - had one prompt that had the word "yap queen" in it (instant ick) and almost nothing else. But she was HOT - great tits, a picture of her in a backless dress long enough to just contain her cheeks, a beach bikini picture and one in a Jasmine cosplay dress. Too hot for me to care about personality, especially that night. After a very bland 10 minute small talk, this girl insinuated if I was free right then. I said I was, and that I had just poured myself a drink to call it a night. She asked me if I want her over, and I said yes. Mind you, I know absolutely jackshit about her. She might as well loot my house at this point. But the time's 1.30 now, and the hawas is almost primal right now. She comes over around 2, wearing red checkered pants with her thongs visible from the waist and a tiny black tank top that she covered with a hoodie at first.
We go to the kitchen as I make her a drink and 5 minutes in, we're making out on the kitchen slab. I grab her by the neck, lick her ear and whisper in her ear: "tell me what you want me to do to you". I wanted to gauge my waters here. Oh and her answer? "I want you to spit in my mouth, whore me out for the night and leave me sore and marked. I'll obey it all." THIS. This could not have come at a better time, my dating app profile is pretty goofy (I'm two faced like that) so I didn't expect even her to open up like this.
Anyway. That's when the night starts. I grab her by the hair, get her on all fours and parade her ass to my room where I make her lick my whole body. If she stutters or stops, she got slapped. Then I made her blow me, and god did she blow me well. On the knees, on the bed, on my chair and laid down with my cock shoved in from the top - I did it all. Her pretty face was a mess. Her eyes watery, her face covered in my spit and her mouth drooling, as she swallowed all my precum till she licked it clean. I made sure she was covered in my fluids, obeying each of my orders. She obliged, and how. Then I laid her horizontally on my lap and spanked her till I had to stuff her drenched thongs in her mouth so my neighors wouldn't wake up. I used her like a rag doll, she was dragged, slapped and roughed up. I don't like pure power, I always mix it with a dynamic of slow touches, fingertip tease and the blindfolded anticipation of what I'd do to her next. By this time it was already 4.30am lol and I could hear voices outside. That's when I dragged her and bent her over in my balcony, at dawn. Not perfectly visible but anyone below could see a hazy shadow of what was going on at the 3rd floor. After a tad bit exhibitionism, we went in and finished our fuckfest by 5.30. We made out after I came on her waist as she licked it whole like a good little fucktoy to clean up. We were both dripping in sweat and fluids. Her body looked perfect - the sweaty hair stuck on her marked tits, the waist glistening with spit and my cum and my palm prints on her ass. We both cleaned up right after, I made her coffee and she went home by 7. Safe to say I took the first half off from work because my body was perfectly exhausted.
Didn't think a random hookup would end up having such good sexual chemistry. Apart from that, everything about the conversation was mediocre. But hey, who am I to complain? We talked for 3 more days until she told me that she's getting back together with her ex lmao, I said caio and that's that.

26M here, and for context I don't like doing one night stands anymore. As impulsive as they are, the sex in itself was almost always super vanilla. Once I realized how great sex is when you're on the same wavelength sexually, and they match your freak? I could never go back to a bland ONS.
Anyway, last month my usual two hookups were out of town. I was horny (as one is), except this time the urge felt primal. It was a Thursday afternoon, I remember controlling myself throughout work, at the gym, even during the night shower. I cozied myself up by midnight and started doomscrolling. One hour into it, I get notified of a match with this girl. Let's call her Sneha. I opened her profile, pretty bare bones - had one prompt that had the word "yap queen" in it (instant ick) and almost nothing else. But she was HOT - great tits, a picture of her in a backless dress long enough to just contain her cheeks, a beach bikini picture and one in a Jasmine cosplay dress. Too hot for me to care about personality, especially that night. After a very bland 10 minute small talk, this girl insinuated if I was free right then. I said I was, and that I had just poured myself a drink to call it a night. She asked me if I want her over, and I said yes. Mind you, I know absolutely jackshit about her. She might as well loot my house at this point. But the time's 1.30 now, and the hawas is almost primal right now. She comes over around 2, wearing red checkered pants with her thongs visible from the waist and a tiny black tank top that she covered with a hoodie at first.
We go to the kitchen as I make her a drink and 5 minutes in, we're making out on the kitchen slab. I grab her by the neck, lick her ear and whisper in her ear: "tell me what you want me to do to you". I wanted to gauge my waters here. Oh and her answer? "I want you to spit in my mouth, whore me out for the night and leave me sore and marked. I'll obey it all." THIS. This could not have come at a better time, my dating app profile is pretty goofy (I'm two faced like that) so I didn't expect even her to open up like this.
Anyway. That's when the night starts. I grab her by the hair, get her on all fours and parade her ass to my room where I make her lick my whole body. If she stutters or stops, she got slapped. Then I made her blow me, and god did she blow me well. On the knees, on the bed, on my chair and laid down with my cock shoved in from the top - I did it all. Her pretty face was a mess. Her eyes watery, her face covered in my spit and her mouth drooling, as she swallowed all my precum till she licked it clean. I made sure she was covered in my fluids, obeying each of my orders. She obliged, and how. Then I laid her horizontally on my lap and spanked her till I had to stuff her drenched thongs in her mouth so my neighors wouldn't wake up. I used her like a rag doll, she was dragged, slapped and roughed up. I don't like pure power, I always mix it with a dynamic of slow touches, fingertip tease and the blindfolded anticipation of what I'd do to her next. By this time it was already 4.30am lol and I could hear voices outside. That's when I dragged her and bent her over in my balcony, at dawn. Not perfectly visible but anyone below could see a hazy shadow of what was going on at the 3rd floor. After a tad bit exhibitionism, we went in and finished our fuckfest by 5.30. We made out after I came on her waist as she licked it whole like a good little fucktoy to clean up. We were both dripping in sweat and fluids. Her body looked perfect - the sweaty hair stuck on her marked tits, the waist glistening with spit and my cum and my palm prints on her ass. We both cleaned up right after, I made her coffee and she went home by 7. Safe to say I took the first half off from work because my body was perfectly exhausted.
Didn't think a random hookup would end up having such good sexual chemistry. Apart from that, everything about the conversation was mediocre. But hey, who am I to complain? We talked for 3 more days until she told me that she's getting back together with her ex lmao, I said caio and that's that.

26M here, and for context I don't like doing one night stands anymore. As impulsive as they are, the sex in itself was almost always super vanilla. Once I realized how great sex is when you're on the same wavelength sexually, and they match your freak? I could never go back to a bland ONS.
Anyway, last month my usual two hookups were out of town. I was horny (as one is), except this time the urge felt primal. It was a Thursday afternoon, I remember controlling myself throughout work, at the gym, even during the night shower. I cozied myself up by midnight and started doomscrolling. One hour into it, I get notified of a match with this girl. Let's call her Sneha. I opened her profile, pretty bare bones - had one prompt that had the word "yap queen" in it (instant ick) and almost nothing else. But she was HOT - great tits, a picture of her in a backless dress long enough to just contain her cheeks, a beach bikini picture and one in a Jasmine cosplay dress. Too hot for me to care about personality, especially that night. After a very bland 10 minute small talk, this girl insinuated if I was free right then. I said I was, and that I had just poured myself a drink to call it a night. She asked me if I want her over, and I said yes. Mind you, I know absolutely jackshit about her. She might as well loot my house at this point. But the time's 1.30 now, and the hawas is almost primal right now. She comes over around 2, wearing red checkered pants with her thongs visible from the waist and a tiny black tank top that she covered with a hoodie at first.
We go to the kitchen as I make her a drink and 5 minutes in, we're making out on the kitchen slab. I grab her by the neck, lick her ear and whisper in her ear: "tell me what you want me to do to you". I wanted to gauge my waters here. Oh and her answer? "I want you to spit in my mouth, whore me out for the night and leave me sore and marked. I'll obey it all." THIS. This could not have come at a better time, my dating app profile is pretty goofy (I'm two faced like that) so I didn't expect even her to open up like this.
Anyway. That's when the night starts. I grab her by the hair, get her on all fours and parade her ass to my room where I make her lick my whole body. If she stutters or stops, she got slapped. Then I made her blow me, and god did she blow me well. On the knees, on the bed, on my chair and laid down with my cock shoved in from the top - I did it all. Her pretty face was a mess. Her eyes watery, her face covered in my spit and her mouth drooling, as she swallowed all my precum till she licked it clean. I made sure she was covered in my fluids, obeying each of my orders. She obliged, and how. Then I laid her horizontally on my lap and spanked her till I had to stuff her drenched thongs in her mouth so my neighors wouldn't wake up. I used her like a rag doll, she was dragged, slapped and roughed up. I don't like pure power, I always mix it with a dynamic of slow touches, fingertip tease and the blindfolded anticipation of what I'd do to her next. By this time it was already 4.30am lol and I could hear voices outside. That's when I dragged her and bent her over in my balcony, at dawn. Not perfectly visible but anyone below could see a hazy shadow of what was going on at the 3rd floor. After a tad bit exhibitionism, we went in and finished our fuckfest by 5.30. We made out after I came on her waist as she licked it whole like a good little fucktoy to clean up. We were both dripping in sweat and fluids. Her body looked perfect - the sweaty hair stuck on her marked tits, the waist glistening with spit and my cum and my palm prints on her ass. We both cleaned up right after, I made her coffee and she went home by 7. Safe to say I took the first half off from work because my body was perfectly exhausted.
Didn't think a random hookup would end up having such good sexual chemistry. Apart from that, everything about the conversation was mediocre. But hey, who am I to complain? We talked for 3 more days until she told me that she's getting back together with her ex lmao, I said caio and that's that.

26M, and I've recently been fucking these two girls who are in long term relationships. These were both my Hinge matches from before, then we established contact again later in life.
Conversations flowed perfectly, and initially it was all harmless flirting. There was a hazy phase of a couple of weeks where the flirting got intense - talks of kinks, what forbidden fantasies we have, the usual jabber. The fact that these were slow burn conversations made it all the more hot to me. How everything sexual was subtle at first, and how the dynamic eased in to now having a couple of unhinged lil sluts who love to please. Making them talk to their guys on the phone while I'm balls deep inside of them gives me a weird high.
I understand the moral dilemma here, but god has it been fun.

26M, and I've recently been fucking these two girls who are in long term relationships. These were both my Hinge matches from before, then we established contact again later in life.
Conversations flowed perfectly, and initially it was all harmless flirting. There was a hazy phase of a couple of weeks where the flirting got intense - talks of kinks, what forbidden fantasies we have, the usual jabber. The fact that these were slow burn conversations made it all the more hot to me. How everything sexual was subtle at first, and how the dynamic eased in to now having a couple of unhinged lil sluts who love to please. Making them talk to their guys on the phone while I'm balls deep inside of them gives me a weird high.
I understand the moral dilemma here, but god has it been fun.

26M, and I've recently been fucking these two girls who are in long term relationships. These were both my Hinge matches from before, then we established contact again later in life.
Conversations flowed perfectly, and initially it was all harmless flirting. There was a hazy phase of a couple of weeks where the flirting got intense - talks of kinks, what forbidden fantasies we have, the usual jabber. The fact that these were slow burn conversations made it all the more hot to me. How everything sexual was subtle at first, and how the dynamic eased in to now having a couple of unhinged lil sluts who love to please. Making them talk to their guys on the phone while I'm balls deep inside of them gives me a weird high.
I understand the moral dilemma here, but god has it been fun.

26M, and I've recently been fucking these two girls who are in long term relationships. These were both my Hinge matches from before, then we established contact again later in life.
Conversations flowed perfectly, and initially it was all harmless flirting. There was a hazy phase of a couple of weeks where the flirting got intense - talks of kinks, what forbidden fantasies we have, the usual jabber. The fact that these were slow burn conversations made it all the more hot to me. How everything sexual was subtle at first, and how the dynamic eased in to now having a couple of unhinged lil sluts who love to please. Making them talk to their guys on the phone while I'm balls deep inside of them gives me a weird high.
I understand the moral dilemma here, but god has it been fun.

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.

I met this girl on Bumble - 24, great tits, 5' tall, perfectly toned waist and a Bengali. After a day of small talk we talked kinks, and this is when I led the way for her to be honest about the pent up energy that she had and how much of a slut she is on the inside.
That's when she told me she's been dating this guy for 3 years but he's in Delhi for the past week, which made her a frustrated thirsty bitch because of how used to being rammed she is. I called her over right then. She came over at 12 in the afternoon and her bf was to arrive home by 8 at night. She came over and we talked for the first half hour, smoked up a little and I sat her on my lap.

We fucked all through the day - on each furniture that I own. She was tiny and flexible, so I had my way with her and fucked her like a ragdoll. She blew me in front of the mirror, her face covered in spit and my precum. It turned me on so much that I had to grab her by the neck, flip and bend her over to ram her in. Her legs quivered, her eyes rolled back and I was in no mood for mercy. Weakened her out till she could barely walk, and during the last round at around 7, when we were covered in sweat and spit, she told me to cum inside of her. My impulse could not care less, and so I did, as her body shivered and she whimpered.
Except that wasn't it for me, the dom game was so hot to me that I ordered her to not wash up, made her wear her panties with my cum inside of her (rubbing off the bit that was oozing out). She went to her boyfriend's place, welcomed him and made him eat her out to start their night. What he thought was his gf's "discharge" or how "wet she was because she missed him", was just my cum oozing out of her throbbing pussy. The power trip was insane.

I met this girl on Bumble - 24, great tits, 5' tall, perfectly toned waist and a Bengali. After a day of small talk we talked kinks, and this is when I led the way for her to be honest about the pent up energy that she had and how much of a slut she is on the inside.
That's when she told me she's been dating this guy for 3 years but he's in Delhi for the past week, which made her a frustrated thirsty bitch because of how used to being rammed she is. I called her over right then. She came over at 12 in the afternoon and her bf was to arrive home by 8 at night. She came over and we talked for the first half hour, smoked up a little and I sat her on my lap.

We fucked all through the day - on each furniture that I own. She was tiny and flexible, so I had my way with her and fucked her like a ragdoll. She blew me in front of the mirror, her face covered in spit and my precum. It turned me on so much that I had to grab her by the neck, flip and bend her over to ram her in. Her legs quivered, her eyes rolled back and I was in no mood for mercy. Weakened her out till she could barely walk, and during the last round at around 7, when we were covered in sweat and spit, she told me to cum inside of her. My impulse could not care less, and so I did, as her body shivered and she whimpered.
Except that wasn't it for me, the dom game was so hot to me that I ordered her to not wash up, made her wear her panties with my cum inside of her (rubbing off the bit that was oozing out). She went to her boyfriend's place, welcomed him and made him eat her out to start their night. What he thought was his gf's "discharge" or how "wet she was because she missed him", was just my cum oozing out of her throbbing pussy. The power trip was insane.

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.

So it was a Friday night and my flatmate had gone out with a girl from Hinge, first date. I had the longest week at work so I just needed to unwind. I took a nice long shower, made my bed, ordered pizza in, smoked up and started binging all cozied up. The next thing I know it's 1.30am and the doorbell rings. I see my flatmate, drunk out of his mind as he hugs me and starts blabbering something, and behind him I see this tiny girl - 5'3, in a tiny leopard print dress, a VERY visible thigh tattoo and her tits somehow caged in, begging to be freed. Thought I'd behave and just shake hands with her but she was drunk too, and she gave me a hug that made me feel her squishy tits on my belly. I grabbed her waist during the hug, but didn't think much of it, just felt her a little and she seemed to like it. That was that. We spent 5-7 mins of VERY drunken small talk, and the both of them then went back to his room. I wondered of the possibilities but then quickly went back to binging.
Around 4am at night, I'm high as balls and I get thirsty so I go to fill my bottle up - I'm shirtless, in tiny boxers, with all intentions to crash the moment I'm hydrated. I shut my room door and walk towards the kitchen and start filling my bottle. I hear my flatmate's door creek open slow, and 20 seconds later I see this girl. I say hi, she says hi. I asked her if she needs something, she said no she just cannot sleep and that my friend passed out. She came closer and leaned towards the counter, her hair messy and that dress barely holding a nipple slip. I'm turned on, I see where this might go but I'm high and I take the shot and jokingly say "didn't he tire you out enough?" She said he crashed 5 minutes into being back, and that she'd just been bored since the past hour. I said "in that case, you need to be tired out", to which she twirled her hair and said "I really should, do you have suggestions?"
The next thing I know, I've put this girl on the counter with her legs spread out, only to see her thongs dripping wet. We made out for about 5 minutes, then she got down on her knees right there in the kitchen to suck me off. I grabbed her hair, saw her gargle on it like a true slut. She was HUNGRY for that cock. I stopped, made her look up at me while she was covered in drool, as I grabbed her up by the neck. I asked "you knew what you were doing don't you?" To which she said "I always get what I want".
Something about that bratty line flipped a switch in me. I picked her up, carried her into my room, locked it in, pinned her against the wall and fucked her right then, in my arms. No condom (irresponsible as fuck but the moment was too impulsive). I shoved her thongs in her mouth so she didn't scream. We fucked for an hour before I came all over her belly. This slut looked right in my eyes and tasted it all. Then she washed herself, and I asked her "tired enough?" She replied with "perfectly sore, I'll have a good night's sleep now". Then she went to my flatmate's room.
I slept soon, she apparently went back home later. He cooked breakfast for her while she was reeking of my cum.