So when I was around 22, I met this guy I found super attractive, and whom I wanted to date but who didn't feel the same way.

I was also naive enough to think if I were slutty enough, he'd be more into me. As a girl, you always hear about guys complaining how boring their SOs are sexually, but none of the guys I've ever been slutty with wanted seconds...

Anyhow, so the only time we met, after much messaging back and forth, he invited me to a board game cafe for some really geeky thing I don't understand much about.

When I got there, he and his 6 friends were playing some game around a table. He finds me a chair and places it to his right, and I sit down. I'm wearing my best clothes (poor AF= black dress, pantyhose, with the only nice lingerie set I own at that age, red).

I sit down and try to imagine dating this creature, so I get my own game on, focusing on trying to infer the rules and learn what this game and this person's all about.

Anyhow, he just whispers in my ear to go to the washroom.

I'm surprised, but sure, we can discuss how he's not into me more privately before I make my exit. I appreciate being let down easy.

It's my first time there, so I look around a little to find the washrooms, and wait for him to join me. He does.

But instead of saying something like, "here's your coat, you clearly don't fit with our kin", he pushes me into the women's washroom and locks the door.

I, of course, get a bit turned on cause who wouldn't. He pushes me onto the sink counter, spreads my legs and rips the pantyhose right at the crotch. Pushes down the top of my black dress, takes a look at my red lacy bra, and pulls my tits out of it. Slaps them.

I say nothing, but I know I'm bushing like crazy.

He grabs me by my neck and drags me to the opposite wall, forcing my body into it, making me choke a little, and kisses me hard and sloppy.

He then sticks his hand between my breasts to grab the fabric of the dress, and pulls me to one of the stalls where he sits on the toilet, pants undone, one of the biggest uncut cocks I've ever seen gleaming with precum right in my face.

He grabs me by my nipples and tells me to suck him. And I'd never done anything like that... But I did.

I couldn't take much of it into my small mouth, but he didn't seem to mind. He was stroking himself while I was working the tip, my knees on the disgusting washroom floor, feeling exhilarated.

He started to help guide my head, grabbing a fistful of my soft, brown, curly hair and pushing me to gag on his cock. He tells me to touch myself through the hole he made... and I did.

He was using my head harder and harder until he was about to cum. But instead of shooting all his cum down my throat, he pushes me away into the stall door and shoots a huge load onto my chest and face.

We got up, his hand at the back of my head guiding me to the front of the mirror. He tells me to pull my bra and the top of my dress back on and not to clean up until the next morning.

He said he'd go out first, for me to wait a few minutes, and then to walk out saying I was sorry I had to go home so soon.

He left. I fixed my lipstick, the cum slowly drying on my chest...

And I went to the table, picked up my things, and took the bus back home smelling and feeling like a slut for the first time in my life.