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Soooo the girl I fucked in the hostel, she wrote an entire e..
🕑 Added 2025-01-13 20:45:36 +0000 UTCSoooo the girl I fucked in the hostel, she wrote an entire erotic story about that night.. from her POV and it's so fucking hot:
His arm brushed against mine beneath the table, a simple touch that sent a current through my body. I couldn’t stop stealing glances at his face, the sharp lines of his jaw, the curve of his mouth, the way his eyes glimmered when he spoke. His voice wrapped around me like a chain, but the words themselves were lost, I have no idea what he’s saying. His lips moved in a slow, deliberate motion, as if tempting me to close the gap between us. My pulse quickened with every second. I wanted to lean in, to feel the press of his mouth against mine, I had to know what his tongue felt like playing with mine.
Finally he kissed me. His lips met mine with a heat that unraveled me. I am so hungry for him. His spit tasted like mint gum and cigarettes. It was soft and wet. I felt myself crumbling, every inch of composure I had was dissolving under his touch. I never go home with guys, but in that moment logic was a distant echoe. My body ached for him, I could feel my pussy getting wet on the leather seat in the bar. All i knew was that I needed him inside me.
We made our way back to the hostel where he was staying in a room of 8 people. It made me nervous but added an excitement. We shouldn’t be doing this but the hunger inside me is louder than my reason. I am so fucking horny. The bedroom is pitch black. He kisses me again, deeper this time. Lying down I could feel the heat pooling between my thighs. the wetness dripping out of me like a melting ice cream. His hands are everywhere now , gripping, roaming and rubbing.
I move my hand down his stomach towards his waistband. Thats when I felt it, so hard, so thick, so long and so big. I think I surely must be mistaken, I move my hand lower but the hardness keeps going. I’m not mistaken, His dick is fucking huge.
My heart was racing now, pounding so loudly it drowned out every other thought. I’d never felt anything like this, a need so raw it consumed me entirely. The urge to take him into my mouth overwhelmed me, sharp and immediate. Like a primal instinct.
With trembling hands I reached into his underwear and freed him. His cock, thick and heavy rested against his stomach, bare and warm beneath my fingers. I held it, feeling its weight, its heat…a shocking mass that left me breatheless. He was the biggest I had ever seen and the sight of him only deepened my hunger. My thought disolved into a singular desire-to drain his full sagging balls, to take every ounce of him until there was nothing left.
I began kissing my way up his long, thick shaft, pressing my lips to every inch of him, letting my tongue swirl lazily over his swollen tip. His taste was intoxicatng. I took his heavy, sagging balls into my mouth, sucking them gently, I felt a shiver roll through him—and through me. I didn’t understand it, but my mouth was flooding with saliva, a relentless stream that I couldn’t control. All I could do was spit, again and again, letting it dribble down as I tried to catch my breath. Why the fuck am I drooling?
But I didn’t stop. I opened my mouth wide, eager, and slid his cock into it. His huge dick stretched my mouth so much. I moved up and down, my strokes growing wetter, sloppier with every passing second. Saliva coated him, dripped from my whole face and I didn’t care—I wanted it messy. My mind went blank, overtaken by a singular, primal drive. I didn’t think, I was mindless. I just sucked, lost in the rhythm, lost in him.
I don’t want to stop. Why can’t I stop? Something about his big cock did something to me. I didn’t just want it, I NEEDED it. I’ve never felt this way before. The way it slid down my throat, stretching me, making me gag, sent pulses straight to my core. My pussy throbbed with every gasp for air, every gag. Having something so massive in my little mouth made me feel filthy, made me feel like a slut for him, and I fucking loved it. I had to be quiet, careful not to wake the others in the room, but all I wanted to do was moan around his cock, to let him know just how obsessed I was with it.
Each time I gagged, my clit swelled hotter, aching for release. My body was on fire, desperate and needy, and as much as I loved feeling him fill my throat, I craved more. I needed him inside me, filling me completely, claiming me in every way.
With my face covered in drool I asked him to fuck me. He spun me onto my back and sat above me. Knowing how huge he is made me nervous. Would he fit? I knew my tight pussy had never been stretched like that before. He started with the tip. I felt so much already my body twitched. Uncontrollably I started to moan, he quickly covered my little mouth with his big hands and slowly and slid the rest of his cock inside me. I couldn’t move. His weight on top of me held me there, unable to do anything but take it. I wanted to scream, I’d never felt something so fucking good. In and out he stroked into the muscular wetness. My pussy gripped his cock so tight. I was absolutely soaked. In and out again, slow repetitive strokes. He was melting into me. I was so full of him and his weight on top of me made my clit ache in the best way possible. I squirmed under him. I needed his cum. He will cum in me. Nothing else mattered but getting filled up. I didnt care about getting pregnant. I needed him to bust so deep in my pussy and pulsate inside me.
Then I felt it, his body starting to quiver. I felt the rush in his dick pulse. He gripped my body tighter and then out a moan that he shouldn’t have. I felt dizzy as he came in my little pussy. In and out he pulsed and jerked. His body uncontrollably shaking. My pussy gripped his pulsating cock as he just filled my pussy up of his cum. I felt so happy knowing his balls were drained inside me. I am satisfied and full, like a good slut.
