My profile pic on my dating profile was me trying on a Harley Quinn outfit. I discovered my ass looked amazing and decided to try on more sets of panties to let people enjoy them in picture messages, I didn't think I'd ever actually get people asking for it. One night after a late shift, I was driving home when my phone went off and I glanced down at the message.
"Fuck. Your ass. My tongue? Please..."
I laughed. I was just learning to love myself so the idea of letting someone else do it was almost unheard of, but it turned me on that someone was reaching out to me. i normally dated girls, flirted with them first, not the other way around. being chased made me feel hot.
I didn't reply at first. I went home and showered, my soapy hands slowly explored over my body and plump booty before thinking of the message again and letting a few fingers slip inside of me. I moaned at the thought of another man's tongue ravishing my asshole. This was all so new. For 23 years. I was straight. Only until I saw how sexy I looked did I want to be used. Appreciated. And fucked.
It was 11pm. My roommate was asleep and I was feeling risky. I replied to my gentleman, who by now had sent me a very big dick pic. I thought about lavishing its smooth ebony surface with my tongue and felt warm inside. This was new, and exciting.
"Address?" I finally replied. My heart fluttered. I didn't do this normally. I was not a slut. But I wanted to be a slut. I wanted to be sought after, grabbed.
I changed into a sexy pair of panties, a red thong I grabbed from the store. I had a drawerful of panties now that Id pose in front of my camera for. I slipped on the Harley Quinn shorts, red on one side, black on the other and snuck past my sleeping room mate.
As I drove, my heart pounded. Someone was waiting for me. To take me.
When I arrived at his place, I knocked at his door and texted him I had arrived. The door opened to a dark interior, I didn't know what I was getting into, other than the fact I was in Harley Quinn shorts. A thong, and a white tee. I gracefully glided in and heard "fuck..." I laughed. Reaching out into the darkness I felt a hard body and slid against it.
I could feel his hands cup my ass cheeks and squeeze, so tightly I almost gasped. I grabbed his arms...so muscular, I was used to female ones so feeling bulky arms turned me on. I sighed happily.
"I want to taste you..." I admitted. He laughed and guided me to his room that was barely lit, I could see him for the first time and he was a delicious shade of chocolate. I turned and rubbed my ass against his cock and he grabbed at my hips and started kissing my neck. I let my head fall to the side and moan. I was never on this side of this maneuver. My hips stirred into him and before I knew it, he had removed my top and was pushing me to my knees. I felt like such a slut, I had never sucked a cock and here I was, dressed like a whore and about to.
He reached down and massaged my chest and shoulders. my hands moved up his legs, along his bulky thighs and up to the hem of his boxers. my heart in my throat; about to be him in my throat.
