Have you ever wanted to be railed so bad you just couldn't stop thinking about it? Well I have. My desire to be railed turned into a great adventure that continues to evolve.

I (F37) was horny. Like REALLY horny and only a rough railing would do. None of the sweet love making- I'm talking about rough, make me feel like a slut fucking. Tinder wasn't getting me the results I wanted so I turned to Reddit knowing my fellow Redditors wouldn't let me down. I chatted a bit with some potentials, got teased enough to warrant a couple panty changes, got ghosted, but then plans finally came together- I was about to get railed.

He (M35) had been one of the teasers that made me change my panties, so he was well aware of what I wanted and I knew what he was looking for- rough, no feelings, just a primal release. I wanted to feel like an absolute whore by the time he left and he said he would deliver.

He showed up and we made our way to my place- did the pleasantries and then got to it. I was already wet and had a plug in. He started with taking off my pants and seeing how wet I was. He finger fucked me until he was happy with how sloppy I was. He pushed me on the bed, took off my bra and let my nipples have it- pinching, twisting, making me arch my back and moan. Once he had enough of that, he put me on my knees to face fuck me.

From what I could tell he enjoyed my cock sucking skills. I would start sucking his dick and played with his balls. When my mouth needed a break I would move to his balls- taking them in my mouth while stroking his dick. He had enough of that and pulled my hair using it as a guide as he fucked my face. When he had enough of that he pulled me up by my hair and pushed me back on the bed- ass up.

I should have known how rough I was about to be used by the way he pushed me around. That's when it happened. I was wet enough his 8 inch dick had no problem entering me. He slid in and started pounding away. As he slammed into me he smacked my ass until it was red. Each time he slapped me I got wetter and wetter. He would swich between smacking my ass and pushing my plug in further. Then he pulled my hair back, making me arch my back, making me feel like my pleasure didn't matter, only his. This made me crave his dick even more.

He had enough of using my pussy so he demanded I suck his dick. The taste of his dick and my juices left me wanting to just devour his dick. It started slow but he grew tired of that and decided my mouth was better for fucking. He grabbed my hair again and thrust away. I was gagging and loving every minute of it. I was being used like a slut and it felt so go.

Once my mouth had served its purpose, he pushed me on the bed again and started pounding away. It was like he was taking the anger of the day out on my pussy. He put me in positions that gave him better access to go deeper. All I could manage to scream was "more" "harder" or "oh fuck". Then he demanded I cum for him, he told me he wouldn't stop until I cummed. And that's when it happened- I squirted all over his dick. He fucked me until he was done then pulled me off the bed. He pushed me on my knees again and ordered me to clean his cock so he could go home. I happily complied and sucked both our juices off his dick.

He put his clothes back on and left. I had never felt so used, and I loved every minute of it. He actually left me craving to be used more. I cleaned up and started a load of laundry while my pussy recovered.

We continued talking and decided to meet up again- but that is an adventure for another day.