This story contains graphic sexual content. It is for adults only. If you're a child, please leave now. There are no sexually explicit photos contained, but the text content is sexual in nature.
Fresh off a divorce from a chronic lying, cheating spouse, I made it my mission to be as promiscuous and destructive as I dared be.
I mean, I already felt disgusting so why not do something so out of character and give myself a reason to feel that way?
Being single again after 7 years of marriage and three kids later, I felt like I would never find a true mate.
But I had needs that hadn't been met in a long time.
Fuck long-term relationships, anyway. I just wanted someone to screw my brains out, and I didn't care who did it.
Securing a babysitter for the night, I got dressed in clothes that didn't have baby puke or stains on them, touched up my makeup and headed to one of my favorite bars. I knew it wasn't smart to be a woman alone walking into a bar, but I felt some semblance of security as I knew the bartender and the owner.
As I walked in, I felt a little dejected as the only patrons were a few of the old-timers. In other words, it wasn't even slim-pickins.
I sat at the bar and ordered a screwdriver. It went down easy - too easy. So I ordered another, sipping it a little slower this time.
I heard the jingling of bells, which signaled another person coming in. I never even turned around to see who it was. I was going to maybe have a third drink, bother the regulars for a dollar in the jukebox - maybe shoot a game of pool and go home. But the newcomer, sidled up next to me and ordered a bottled beer.
He was tall with dark hair - the complete opposite of my ex-husband, and he had just enough crinkle around his eyes to show he wasn't some punk kid.
Lifting up my near-empty glass, I said, "Cheers." He tipped his beer toward me and we drank a silent toast.
We drank in silence as the TV droned with the sports channel as someone played Old Hank Williams on the music box.
The tall stranger asked if I wanted another drink and nodded to the bartender to make it happen.
"You look like you've had a rough day," I noticed. Actually, he looked about as bad as I felt inside. You could see the look in his eyes.
"Yeah," he chuckled, "rough year."
I turned toward him, my legs practically straddling the bar stool.
And as we chatted about everything and nothing, he was soon nestled between my legs. The loud music was excuse enough to whisper in each other's ear.
Another drink in and I felt his large, calloused knuckle brush tentatively against my clit. I was already warm from the booze but I felt myself getting wet from his feather touch. I edged my hips a little closer to his hand and he got a little braver. Turning his hand, his thumb began to work little magic circles.
By outward appearances we were cool as cucumbers. As I readied to take another sip of my drink, I looked over the rim of my glass and said,
"Finish your drink."
He paid our tab while I left a generous tip and we exited the bar. I was going to follow a stranger to his place. It was only a five minute drive. My brain tried to convince me it was stupid. My heart was beating fast.
I followed him to his driveway and when I got out of the car, my legs were shaking...from nervousness or need? I can't be sure.
As soon as the door was closed, he pressed me against the wall. I could feel his whole body against me as he nibbled my neck. The bulge in his pants pressed against where I needed him to be.
Scratching, biting, sucking and kissing, we tried to find any piece of exposed skin.
Taking my hand, he led me to the bedroom and began to strip as I stood and watched. He was thin but muscular with a couple of tattoos on his arms. When he dropped his pants, I couldn't stop staring at his erection. It was long and thick, quivering with a need that I felt.
As he approached me, I grabbed his hard-on and stroked. He filled my hand and his erection grew bigger with every stroke. I could feel the veins throbbing with every beat of his heart.
"Take your clothes off."
His voice must have dropped an octave. As soon as I was naked, he pushed me on the bed and laid on top of me. I could feel the length and weight of him and it felt good.
He seemed to hesitate a little. "You're kind of small. I'm afraid of hurting you."
I couldn't believe how I replied. "Oh, shut up and fuck me."
Spreading my legs wider, I felt his finger slowly enter me, then two. His thumb teased my clit, while his mouth grazed on my breasts.
I felt cold when he got up. Just when I was about to protest, his hot mouth was down there. His finger and tongue tag-teaming my vagina, sending me into a frenzy.
I yanked his hair and tried to get his attention but he was solely focused on making me come...and I fought it.
No, an orgasm couldn't be that easy, I thought, especially since I'd never had one with my husband. All those years I honestly thought something was wrong with me.
"Come on, baby," he whispered from between my legs. "Don't fight me."
My entire body bucked and vibrated. I could feel him smiling, but he wasn't done. His mouth and fingers made me come another time - and another. But I wanted more. I needed to feel full.
"I need you in me NOW."
He obliged with one swift stroke of his hard dick. I could feel my body stretch to accommodate him as his pelvic bone pressed against my swollen nub.
He pulled out slowly so I could feel every inch and ridge of him caressing the walls of my vagina, then quick and hard, thrust back into me.
He picked up the pace when I said, "Faster." He punished me when I said, "Harder."
In and out. In and out. It hurt so good.
I came at least 2 or 3 more times, though I'd lost track at this point.
Then he turned me over. Getting on my knees, ass pointed toward the heavens, he got behind me and used his knees to spread mine wider. He nudged my nether lips rooting for the hot, wet spot, and entered me again. It almost felt like the tip of his penis was hitting my belly button. Grabbing my hips, he pounded me from behind as his balls slapped at my clit. I came so hard, I had to bite his pillow to dub the sound of my ecstasy cries.
Exhausted and sated, I began to wilt. He turned me over onto my back and fucked me some more before his pace got slower and gentler.
"My turn," he grunted. From hilt to tip, he took a leisurely pace. In and out. In and out.
His face changed as he laid his body weight on me; both hands on my ass, his pace quickened to a fevered pace and I felt the heat of his ejaculate fill me.
His body convulsed with the power of his orgasm before pulled out and laid next to me, his arm draped over his eyes. I'm not entirely sure if he fell asleep.
Using the sheet spotted with sweat and cum, I wiped between my shaking legs and silently got dressed.
Without a single word, I left.
Completely sober, I saw the time on the dashboard and realized I had experienced three hours of fuck-olympics. My whole body hurt so good.
I've never seen him again. Never knew his name. But my mission was in process to fuck away my ex-husband and rebuild my self-esteem and my life. He was only the first fuck and I wondered if the next guy would be so good.
-Secret Writer
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Never read any erotic fiction, but this was pretty great. I didn't expect to feel any arousal, but there was movement! The girl's perspective made it much more titillating, as a straight male, I'm not sure I'd have responded as positively to a man's perspective, being inside his head and all that, reading this made me feel like I was the one fucking her, well done. I wonder what it's like reading this from a woman's perspective?
I was thinking the same thing @stellabelle STDs are definitely a concern, I assume pregnancy was not due to use of the pill, but the pill would probably not be used in a 7 year loveless marriage without an orgasm. In general, you try to avoid having casual sex without protection with someone new, but hey, shit happens right?
Anyway, well done to whoever wrote this, very much enjoyed.
p.s. And if it was somehow erotic non-fiction....even better.
Actually, from a female perspective it's great too. I actually think it's hotter from a female perspective because that way I can identify with her, sort of re-living the experience, as you noted. I don't read romance stuff either, never have been interested. Somehow, knowing this is a real life experience makes it way more interesting. I suppose I'm into the nitty gritty truth about life. I feel that being secretive about these kind of experiences is what people naturally do, so opening them up into public feels taboo! I like to know the positive things about life too, things that people don't readily admit to, because it might not be socially acceptable. This story definitely was erotic and made me realize some new things.
Well, I have no shame, so I may be starting a "public-writer" hashtag with some of my sexcapades, both adventures and epic failures. Then again....maybe the reader finds it more interesting when the writer is mysterious and not a known and unwanted quantity :)
I was definitely amazed by this one fact:when the writer is unknown, a secret, the trolls tend to leave it alone. The trolls gain their energy by zapping the OP, parasitizing the person's responses. So, when the person is mysterious, unknown, people tend to just give their honest opinions, and tend also to be more empathic. It's truly weird, what this experiment has revealed.
But go for your idea! You never know exactly until you try it out.
Not a great idea. Let's just say that :)
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I just wanted to read on , I feel as though you should continue on your "thrilling" journey and rebuild your self-esteem. You met this guy in a bar and it went a whole lot better in a few minutes , that would be the best book ever! . 3 hours is a long time , I would've stopped at 1 .
Man oh man got me heated up on this wonderful Friday!
Ha ha! Just knowing it's a real true story is enough to get anyone bothered.
Sheeeit that was hot as hell... I think I need a drink!
ha ha! Hilarious.
Nominated for gif of the year
ha! ha! "karnal".
You know it! ;)
It seems to me that this post is embedded with an assumption that female promiscuity is something shameful. Women have just as much agency as men to choose how many sexual partners they have, and what the conditions of those relationships are, and should be viewed in that way. Sure, sexuality can become a negative and destructive force in anyone's life, but it can also be life-enhancing and filled with joy and fun. :)
Very good the warning to the beginning, it is not necessary to forget that there are minors in steemit. for the rest .. very good history, almost it comes to 51 shades of grey xD
That was pretty steemy
Wow!!T.G.I.Friday
A sensual sexy story. Bravo! and gifs lights)
Cool. Like))
Enjoyed the story! Writing style shows a good sense of humour! LOVE the pic illustrations!!! upvoting!
Fantastic choice of pics!!! They complimented the story perfectly.
Damn, the dudes in your story get luckier and luckier every day.
Very exciting story.
Thank you for your sharing.
Omg that was a great story mate, keep up the great work on Steemit.
Not the worst way to rebuild self esteem, that is for sure! :-) Also a great story!
Wow! Awesome story!
This is a germaphobe's perspective but I have to ask the question: was there not one bit of worry about sexually transmitted diseases or pregnancy? I was just wondering what other people think about this topic........does it prevent you from having flings like this?
It is nearly impossible to steer clear of casual sex when you are stressed out and frustrated. Especially when the opportunity presents itself. I've hooked up with some of the dirtiest bar girls ever, ignoring all the precautions I have to take. Same goes for taking drugs and alcohol.
Nature is stronger/smarter than any of our designs to deceive it imho.
Yes, true, and even when she was with her husband, it sounded like he didn't really know how to make her feel good so all that pent up energy would be really needing to go somewhere.
it is always advisable to use a condom, too many sexually transmitted diseases. You can infect you who you least think
Maybe they used some protection even though it doesn't say.
Nice! This can't be real.
oh, it is real.
Very good writer and story line with which, sadly, many can identify . Great use of pictures as well.
This is some really hot stuff. I'm pretty much speechless well almost. Definitely NSFW!
I think this lady did a risky thing (going off with a stranger whilst intoxicated) but it seems she was lucky and it was just what she needed.
I suppose sometimes you just have to take a chance or you would miss out on some amazing experiences.
Very erotic description. I think I might need to take a cold shower!
ha ha! I know sort of what you mean, but I am a crazy germaphobe so that generally ruins everything for me!
Nice writer, keep up ur great writing
AWOOOGAH! That was hot. I might need a cigar and a brandy.
Cool