A few years ago, I (23 F at the time) lived in a house with my husband and a couple of guys I knew from college. My husband traveled a lot for work and gave me free reign to be a whore with whoever I wanted. And as a raging bisexual, I wanted to fuck a woman. I was in my 20's and reasonably attractive and Tinder existed, so being a whore should have been easy.

But the thing is: I am really awful at talking to ladies, so it took a while. I texted and sent dirty photos and even had phone sex once, but actually getting a woman to come to my house and fuck me was proving more difficult than I imagined.

And then, finally, there was Mariah. She was 20 and her hair was dyed a vibrant red and she had a nose ring and a full sleeve and she was hot. And when I invited her over, she actually showed.

It is important to understand that my husband was away for work and two of my other male roommates, Steve and Alex, were home for this. They poked fun at me relentlessly for how nervous I was before she got there.

So Mariah arrives. She looks as good in person as she did in her pictures, and we went up to my room (which was directly above the living room but I was trying not to think about it too much). She put Bob's Burgers (of all things) on my laptop and we laid in my bed, inching closer and closer, before we finally leaned in and kissed.

It wasn't the first time I had kissed a girl- that honor went to my college roommate, and a few others after her- but I was excited to go further. And as soon as we broke the awkward tension, it was obvious she was excited too. Don't worry- I shut the computer and turned off Bob's Burgers.

She was all over me- kissing my neck, tearing off my clothes, sucking my nipples. It was sensory pleasure and pain and overload. I yanked her top off and was amazed at how small and pale and soft she was, how perky her nipples got while exposed to the cold. I reached to caress her and-

Despite me being larger than her and a bit older than her and having my life objectively way more together than she did, she took absolute control of me in an instant. She had her hand between my legs in no time and I melted into her.

I specifically remember her biting my neck just under my ear and whispering, "I want to taste you." I moaned and nodded. And then she proceeded to eat me out for a solid 25 minutes, exploring every inch of me with her tongue, occasionally nipping at my inner thighs. She called me a good girl as I came on her fingers. I knew I was being too loud and that my roommates could probably hear me but in the moment I didn't really care.

I got a text from Alex shortly after: "Steve made dinner if you're not too busy."

Mariah and I laughed and agreed to clean up and go down to dinner. My roommates, thankfully, managed to keep completely straight faces as we all ate dinner.

And Steve if you're reading this story, I'm sorry I don't remember what delicious dinner you made (and also, uh, enjoy looking at my tits I guess).

Mariah had to leave after dinner. I never got the chance to fuck her back. I was deeply disappointed because I really wanted to eat some pussy, but I also wasn't mad about being put in my place and having my coochie devoured.

I went into the bathroom after she left and saw myself in the mirror.

There was an absolutely enormous hickey on the side of my neck that had been fully visible through dinner with my roommates, and neither of them said anything or even made a face. They deserve the Olympic gold medal in keeping bearing. They are the realest of the real.

Anyway, that's the story of how I got dominated by an emo girl. I never heard from her again, but I did eventually return the one-sided cunnilingus favor to a different Tinder girl.