I'm not sure that really true, but if it weren't for fucking, repopulating the Earth would be a lot more complicated.

BUT ANYWAYS.

Another one of my fundamental slut stories from Phase One.

I used to live in a city by a bay (but not THE city by THE bay, I lived in the one that had a lot more crack and meth rather than adderall and ecstasy). This was also when Craigslist Casual Encounters (RIP) was alive and well, and fertile with tons of tasty specimens. I'd gone to a festival show by myself that day and started the journey home buzzing with a bunch of social energy I wasn't expecting, as well as a buzz between my legs that wasn't going to fix itself. I didn't have a smartphone yet, so I had to wait until I got home to post the ad, then wait. And cross my fingers someone was going to pop up that didn't require crossing any bridges or going further than a 30 minute drive because, well, I was also tired and slightly sunburnt. I got in the shower after posting and figured I'd have a few people to choose from when I was done.

Got back to my computer and there was the usual flow coming in, and a lot of the repeat guys who couldn't tell that I was the same poster from a few weeks ago (I was a frequent flier on there, and had some amazing times) and kept hoping that night was going to be THEIR night. One response popped out... the respondent had put their city in the subject line and I was please there was a chance I wasn't even going to have to get on the freeway to get laid! (For laziness sake, I'm going to call this one C.)

Fast forward through a half hour of messaging back and forth, and C. finally felt comfortable enough I was not a dude after a quick phone call, and gave me his address. I put the address into MapQuest and crowed in delight that I wasn't even having to get to the main drag in town; C was only 2 miles away.

Fast forward to me arriving at his house, and he opened the door, already naked and had his hand on his cock. I thought this was my lucky day, since he was even more hung than the angles on his pictures had made him out to be. As soon as I'd stepped over the threshold and into his house, he basically grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his bedroom and started pulling on my pants, trying to get them over my belly and my ass. I wasn't even in shock at this point, since it was Casual Encounters and this is what I had signed up for. Next thing I know, I'm screaming bloody murder as he's pounding my cunt and his cock was bottoming out and ramming my cervix like he was trying to get through a shield door. After about 20 minutes of relentless pounding, he finally shot his load as he bit into my shoulder hard and then passed out on top of me. I was laying on my stomach dazed and confused at this point, and also drunk entirely on the endorphins coursing through my system from all the pain inflicted on my tired body. I figured if he was passed out, and I wasn't able to roll him off of me, I might as well join him and passed out myself.

He woke up probably about 3 hours later and shook me awake, and offered me some water, and a bandaid with some antibac ointment, since he'd accidentally broken my skin. It was probably an hour or two past midnight at this point, and I also had three voicemails and 5 missed calls from my roommates (who were also friends of my parents and functioned as hilariously inefficient but they still cared, mostly, babysitters for me), who were slightly freaked out I hadn't come home yet, but they gave me until the morning to show up before they called the police. (Also worth noting: our town was known for a hub for human trafficking, both for staying in town, and being exported out to different regions).

C. stuck around for a few months, but none of our subsequent encounters were as entertaining and wild as this one. Once he got to know me, and got used to me, things got boring, and we ended up parting ways. He is noteworthy for introducing me to a few fundamental principles of BDSM, such as pain as pleasure, and is probably a good candidate as to being the person who started my fetish of being bitten on the shoulders while getting fucked.