Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... band-aid. If we just get it over with, it’ll be easier to deal with.”

“Actually, it’s way better to go slow with band-aids, you know. It’s not that bad to go slow, but fast

can

rip the skin.”

I lowered an eyebrow. “Okay, fine, it’s like… going into a colder pool step by step versus diving.”

“Okay, see, now that one makes sense,” Drew admitted, looking away while I rolled my eyes. Going back to business, I felt him over his pants, and it felt nice. His size was okay, a little modest if we were keeping score, but I definitely wasn’t. I just wanted to serve dick, and he had a nice one right here. I undid his pants button, then his fly, and worked my hand in gently, knowing he’d be sensitive.

My delicate movements paid off, given Drew jumped at the slightest touch in the beginning. It was about a minute before I worked his cock out of his pants, and another few seconds before I started jacking him off.

“See? Not so bad,” I said in a light, teasing voice.

His eyes were closed, and he was leaning against the wall. “That feels really good,” he said breathily. I kept jacking him off while looking back and forth between his face and his dick. His dick actually had a good aesthetic – decently thick, nice shape, pretty nice balls too. While holding his shaft, I experimentally licked alongside the other side, and Drew didn’t jerk his body back like he did the last time. Instead, he just moaned, and I smiled to myself, knowing I had him right where I wanted ...

... him.

A lot of our blowjob was a learning session for him, where I started to suck him off then instructed him to put his hands on my head then lightly thrust his hips. The nice thing about him being smaller than Greg was that he could fuck my mouth without causing… some disgusting consequences. Drew was definitely shy to fuck my skull, but soon, he was getting into it, getting a little rougher than he probably ever thought he’d get with a girl.

I couldn’t help slipping a hand down my pants and masturbating to the thought of it. Sweet innocent Drew had a crush on me, and instead of going out with me, he ended up forcibly fucking my mouth in a public bathroom. This was what made me a free-use slut. I was perverting him. If the noises he was making were any indication, he would definitely want to do this again, and I would be all too happy to help him out.

Without warning, Drew grunted and held my head close to his pelvis, nearly choking me as he shot spurt after spurt into my mouth. It oozed out of the sides of my mouth as I tried to remain as still as possible, taking his cum without squirming like a good little slut. With a prolonged “Aaaah,” Drew let go of my mouth and I started gasping.

“Oh, fuck! I’m sorry,” Drew exclaimed in panicked realization, turning white.

I waved it off. “Don’t be,” I said once I caught my breath. My voice was thick and sloppy with the fluids still leaking from my mouth. “That’s what my mouth is for, right?”

Drew slowly shook his head. ...