I needed a hand with something.

I'd made a, perhaps a little confident, statement to my partner that I could get someone into my bed within a matter of hours. We were talking about Tinder, but he's been having me read these subreddits and it seemed like a perfect idea. Two birds, one stone, whatever.

I made a post offering head to anyone who was happy to record it for me and my partner to enjoy.

I'm still getting responses.

It feels incredible.

I picked someone who sent me an interesting picture, and we chatted long enough that I trusted I wouldn't have any issues, and invited him over.

He was cute, and brought a joint, and we chatted well enough that I was comfortable. When I'd put out the joint, he slid his hand up my leg and said he didn't want to waste what little time I had.

Okay, perfect.

I led him down to my room, leaned over where he was seated on my bed, and kissed him. I think he said something before I did but I wasn't really paying attention. He said, when I pulled away, that he didn't expect me to be the type to kiss. That he liked it.

It felt exciting, to be seen like that. But I do love kissing, so I wanted at least a bit before I got on my knees.

I handed him my phone with the camera open, and he recorded me as I took him into my mouth.

It felt so good. I felt powerful and sexy, and he kept petting my hair and calling me a good girl, calling me pretty. He took a few videos, but I think we both got a little distracted by the end of it. I was worked up, and I love giving head enough for that to already be the case, but the extra thrill of the situation was making it unbearable.

He came down my throat, made sure I was good to go, and left with a wave.

Good sport.

I sent the videos to my partner immediately, who had been waiting very patiently on me. I'd managed the whole thing in under two hours. He was ready to come over in minutes.

"Leave the door unlocked. I want you completely naked and playing with yourself when I get there."

And I was.

He didn't bother stripping down. Just enough to bury himself inside of me.

I've never been fucked like that.

I was drooling and mumbling by the end of it, two hours later, after being bent in half and bent over, called a slut and treated like one. I don't know how many times I came. I know it was more than any other time, but that was based on the fact that when I'd tried to tap out an hour ago he'd made clear that he didn't give a shit, and we'd be done when he was done.

I was shaking. He sort of laughed. We fucked again not long after that.

"You should fuck him next time."

Next time. Yeah, I think I'd like that.