Skip down to the bulk of the text if you just want the juicy stuff, but up here I’m going to give some context to the story if you’re interested.
I’ve decided to use Reddit to document my journey. Because I started out as a very conservative girl, who just wanted to find her happily ever after.
Now, I’m writing this from a hotel room while waiting for a stranger who has a big dick to fuck me like my husband can’t. I’m wet just thinking about it.
So how does a conservative girl go to a sex craving slut? This is my story.
I’m going to give context in this post, then post the different encounters that led to me being obsessed with sex.
I was a single mom in my late 20’s just trying to find that man that we all dream of. But guy after guy just fell short in one way or another. As I was getting older, I felt like maybe I just needed to settle. Pick a guy that would help me build a stable life for myself and my child. So desperately, I turned to tinder 🙄. Lots of pointless swiping and even more pointless dates.
Then, I swipe on just another cliche white guy 🙄. But what’s his opening line to me? “What’s up slut”….
Brah, when I tell you that pissed me off. I’M ON HERE LOOKING FOR LOVE! But the more I let it settle. The more I was like, this is the first different stand out opening I’ve gotten. So I decided to give him a chance 🤷🏻♀️. Call me stupid, but there you go.
For our first date, he took me to a really nice and expensive restaurant. I joked about a $40 drink and he ordered it for me right away, and the conversation? It was great, not shallow at all. We talked about so many deep things immediately. So all in all, I was feeling actually pretty good about it. Even though his opener was shit, maybe he was cool and was just trying to be funny.
But then he dropped this bomb on me. He looked me straight in the eyes and said “I need to be upfront with you about something. If we were to be together cheating can’t be a dealbreaker for you”. My stomach dropped. THAT IS THE DEALBREAKER… but he said “just hear me out first”. I had been enjoying the conversation up to this point, so I let him go on. But I couldn’t see how he could salvage it from here.
Here’s what he said, “If I was ODing in an alley with a hooker, my best friend would come and help me in anyway he could. Why would I settle for a love less than that with the woman I want to build my future with? If I’m going to commit my life to someone, I want our love to be unconditional.”
And like damn, I fucking hate cheaters. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized there was a point there. I have some friends and family that I know, no matter what shit I get myself into they will be there for me. Why would I want more conditions and less love in my relationship than that…
So I decided to give it a shot. And now here I am, a fucking huge slut who is enjoying life more than I ever thought I could…
He went easy on me, the first couple years were spent monogamous and working on our relationship. But about two years in, we’re laying together on the couch and he drops another bomb on me. “Baby, what if another dick could make you feel better than I can”. Like what the fuck bro, I thought you were the love of my life, OUR sex is the BEST sex. Like how could he even say that.
But again he started talking 🙄. My first time masturbating was when I realized that the jets of the pool made me feel good… So he used that as his example. “If jets of a pool, or a vibrator or a dildo can make you cum, does that mean I should be jealous of them? It’s just a physical reaction. If certain things happen in a certain way, it feels good. As my girl, I want you having the best experiences you can have, and there are some experiences I can’t give you.”
Again, his logic made sense. He told me to just trust him and he would change my life. I’m just a girl in the world, you know? And he already has made my life better so I figured why not?
So he worked on me, made me think about different dicks, made me watch specific porns. At first I hated it. I hated thinking about sex outside him and me. But, I’ll be honest. It started to work, I started to get turned on by some of the stuff. I started to feel like I did want something new. It had been 2 years of only his dick. Could something different make me feel different or better things?
HERE IS THE GOOD PART IF YOU SKIPPED THE CONTEXT!!!
It all culminated on the night of a friend’s birthday party. We had gone axe throwing, then started bar hopping afterwards. I definitely had a good buzz going and I was feeling good. I’m an outgoing person so scenarios like this are good for me.
We’re at the finial bar of the night. A cool place with arcade games and shit. It’s a popular spot so it was packed.
Then out of the blue, my husband says “look, you’re a beautiful girl. Literally any guy would talk to you. Why don’t you walk around and find the hottest guy you see and just talk to him? Guys are easy, if you approach, it will go well.” Well, I was just drunk enough to think that this was a fun idea. So I did exactly that. I honed in on this hot guy sitting at the bar with a few friends. Chiseled jaw line and a muscular build, honestly, definitely in better shape than my husband.
So I just started a conversation with him. He was funny and seemed popular with his friends, so all attractive things. We joked around for a while, but then I didn’t know what to do from there. So I said my goodbyes and went back to the table where my husband was with our friends.
I told my husband about it. He asked if I enjoyed it, I did. Then he said “would you want to fuck him?”
Like bro, WHAT?! That escalated quickly. But I’ve been learning to be as honest as possible, so I told him, probably, yes…
In all honesty, it took a little prying from my husband to get that out of me. It was hard to admit to myself and to him that I was interested in fucking someone else other than him. But I could feel it. When I thought about it, it made me excited. I could feel stuff happening down there, a physical reaction to the idea.
So then, of course 🙄, my husband said “well then why don’t you? Guys are easy, if you offered he would almost 100% say yes. What do you have to loose?”
Seemed fucking crazy. But at this point I was drunk and turned on. So I thought, fuck it…
So I went back to the guy (honestly can’t even remember his name) and I straight up asked, “would you be interested in having sex with me?” He obviously was. This is when I started to realize that I was interested in new dick more than I was admitting to myself. Because when he asked when and where, I told him right now, wherever…
He said that his truck was parked out back, and we could go there. And I guess that I was already turning into a slut because I agreed instantly, without even talking to my husband first…
But I ran over to him and told him the situation, he kissed me and told me to enjoy myself. I was drunk enough to keep going, but the entire situation felt surreal. Like what the fuck is happening right now. I found my forever person and now right in front of him I’m gonna go have a one night stand in a strangers truck? Doesn’t even make sense or seem real…
But I walked outside with this stranger. He was tall and handsome and confident. Just the idea that this was happening was turning me on. As we walked together towards his truck I just got more and more excited.
He folded both front seats forward and got in the back seat. By this point I could hardly contain myself. He immediately pulled down his pants and boxers. His dick was already hard. I couldn’t look away. It was a little bigger than my husband’s and already dripping pre cum.
In that drunken moment, I wanted it so badly. It felt like a demon possessed me, I couldn’t help but bend over and start blowing him. Having a new cock inside my mouth made me so wet. I didn’t know I had gotten bored with my husband until I felt this new dick. I wanted to feel it, to lick it, to have it inside my mouth so badly. I never gagged on my husband’s cock, but I couldn’t help it now. I just needed it so badly.
I don’t know how long I was like that. But at some point he pulls me off and starts ripping my clothes off, broke part of my tank top strap. I wanted him so badly, he couldn’t go fast enough. My husband had told me to use protection. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or how desperately in that moment I wanted new dick, but I couldn’t even comprehend protection. I just wanted to feel a new throbbing dick in me.
Once I was naked I straddled him immediately. As soon as the tip of his dick touched my pussy, I felt shivers run through my body. I wanted it so badly. As he slid in I let out noises that I couldn’t help, noises that I never made with my husband. The pleasure sent waves through my whole body.
Then he started fucking me. Within seconds I was screaming. I forgot we were in a truck in a busy parking lot. I forgot about my husband. All I could think about was how good his hard cock felt sliding in and out of me. I didn’t know sex could feel this good. I don’t know if before that night I had ever wanted to be filled with cum. But that night, I wanted his cum in me more than anything.
I bounced up and down on him. Each time he slid in and out it send spasms through my whole body. He started licking and biting my nipples. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. This was an entirely new experience.
With my husband, I need to focus on having an orgasm. I need to work up to it. But that night, with this stranger… I could feel it coming, there was nothing I could do to stop it. It hit me, wave after wave, I was shivering and shuttering. I felt like I had no control over my body. I just had to let what was happening happen.
After two mind blowing orgasms, orgasms that made the orgasms with my husband seem like nothing, like work almost… Then he said that he was about to cum. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone to cum so much in my life. In retrospect, I should have at least made him pull out. But in the moment? I pushed down harder, I held him in me. I felt his cock spasm, then loads of hit cum fill me up spasm by spasm. At that moment, it was probably the hottest thing that had ever happened to me.
He wasn’t very gentlemanly after that. He got dressed. I got dressed. Then he went back to the bar.
My husband had gone to a different bar. So I set out to look for him.
As the cum leaked out of me making my panties wet and ran down my leg. I thought about how I know my life will be different now. I didn’t know sex that felt this good existed and I already wanted more…
So anyways guys. This is 100% a true story. Me and my husband had a fight that night because I didn’t use protection 😅🤣. But upvote and follow if you want me to share more about my journey to becoming a sex craved slut 🤷🏻♀️.