F/M I finally took the leap and put up a craigslist ad. Was not disappointed! (Pretty long story, sorry, I like writing) | 2016

I had considered posting an ad on Craigslist before, just for the experience of screwing a total stranger, but I was always too scared to. But this time the thought of being fucked till I screamed beat out any reservations I had. I could always say no, right?

I posted an ad saying a few things about myself, 19 year old college girl, 5'2", curvy in a good way. I was looking for a guy, preferably that goes to my school, to just have casual sex with. Almost immediately after I hit post, I was flooded with responses. Tons of middle aged men, nope, deleted, sorry. Emails saying "i guna fuk u so hard" coupled with a dick pick. Nope, deleted, not sorry. Then an email with correct grammar. And a fully clothed picture. This looks promising!

And that's when I sent my first response email. He almost immediately responded, asking me about my day and if I was serious about the ad. I responded that I had a great day and that I was serious.

We sent some messages back and forth and talked about ourselves. We go to the same school, are in the same year, and talked about our majors. After about an hour of emailing back and forth we traded numbers. He asked me if I would want to meet up tonight. I told him I, unfortunately, had a class at 7:30 am so I probably shouldn't. He was surprisingly polite and understanding, albeit a little disappointed. We continued to text, just talking, but within the hour he asked again.

"Please can we meet up tonight? I promise you will get enough sleep before your class."

This time my desire for sex (and lots of it) won over my reservations.

"Okay, let me shower and I'll be right over."

I showered, slipped on my sexiest underwear and a dress that showed plenty of cleavage, told my roommates I was going to a friends, and headed over. He lived very close, in an apartment complex a few miles away from mine. I parked in visitor parking and followed his directions around the complex. Then I crossed a street and saw him.

The pictures he had sent me didn't prepare me for how attractive he was. He was tall, a foot or more taller than my small frame, he was thin but very muscular, a swimmers build. His hair was messy and a little curly, and his jaw was shaded with scruff. He smiled at me.

"Hey there!"

He led me into his apartment and offered me a drink. I was expecting just water but he pulled out a brand new bottle of Southern Comfort, put some ice in glasses, and brought me to his room. He poured me a very generous amount of the whiskey and filled the rest of the glass with coke. We sat on his bed and talked. Eventually he told me it was his first time doing something like this and he was a little nervous. I confessed it was my first time to, not just for craigslist, but for hooking up with someone I had never met before. He pulled out two shot glasses and filled them with whiskey. He handed me one and held his up.

"To new experiences."

I repeated him, we clinked glasses, and downed the shots. As we lowered the shot glasses we locked eyes, and I could feel we were both ready. He reached over to the wall to flip off the lights, and the next thing I know he is pushing me down onto his bed, his lips pressed against mine.

Now, I have kissed a lot of guys, but this was different. It was passionate, not bored like relationships become, not timid like between crushes, eager to impress. No, this one was full of energy, full of desire, and, for lack of a better word, hot. Just that kiss, was all it took to flood my panties. His body pressed against me and I could feel him getting hard. Oh my god I wanted it now.

He pulled off his shirt, revealing a nicely cut chest. Confirmed swimmers body. He rolled over, pulling me on top of him. Placing his hands on my hips he guided me in a circular motion so I was grinding on him. I pulled my dress up off my head. I got a great feeling of satisfaction when I felt my large tits, still barely kept in my bra, bounce when I pulled the dress over. It must have looked nice because he immediately let go of my hips and went for my chest. He buried his face in my breasts as he unhooked my bra, which he did with surprising ease.

He pushed me back over onto my back. As he leaned forward on one arm, licking and sucking on my tits, he slipped my thong to the side and began to run his fingers along my slit. I was very wet already from feeling his hardness, but now I could feel my pussy start to throb. His fingers found my clit and began to rub it, increasing in speed and direction. I let out a moan and ran my hands in his hair.

"You like that?" "Mhm," was all I could say.

He moved his hand away from my clit and to my pussy, parting the lips, and slowly sliding his finger in. Oh I hadn't realized just how long his fingers were. I let out another moan, and he pressed his lips against mine. He slid another finger in, stretching out my tight pussy a bit.

It felt so good, and I could just feel myself getting wetter by the second. It was my turn. I sat up and asked him to lay down. I trailed kisses from his mouth, down his neck, across his muscular chest, and down to the waistband of his pants. A waistband, no button, no zipper, just the waistband of basketball shorts. Perfect. I slipped them off, watching as his hard cock popped out. It was perfect sized. Big, but not too big, absolutely perfect sized for a girl like me. I practically dove at it. I began to work my blow job magic. I grazed my lips all around the shaft, starting at the base and moving up to just below the head. And then again, but this time softly licking everything, working my way down to his balls which I licked and pulled into my mouth, sucking softly. Then I moved to the head, licking around it with growing intensity until I finally pulled it into my mouth. I sucked and licked on the head for a while, listening to him moan quietly. And then slowly I took in more and more. Pushing my lips down, sucking on it, until my lips kissed the base of his dick.

"Oh my god, baby!"

Me moaned much louder this time. Guess he liked my deep throating. I started to bounce, in and out, licking and sucking, changing the feelings. His cock grew harder. I could feel a vein throb. The power and strength of a mans cock just turns me on so much. He was moaning, tangling his hands in my hair while trying to get a better view of the action. I kept going. Faster and faster.

"I can't fucking wait anymore."

He pushed me down onto my back, ripping off my thong with an intensity that should have ripped the thin lace. He ran his cock up and down the slit of my pussy, watching my face. And then he pushed into me. A wave of pleasure shot through me as I felt my pussy stretch around his cock as he pushed deep inside of me. He began pumping away, moving his hips around so he hit every spot inside of me. I was moaning pretty loud again by the time he stopped. I guess he remembered I told him I was a dancer because he pulled up both of my legs and held my ankles to the pillow near my head. He entered me again, a little more slowly, and you could hear from both of us how tight this position made me. As he began to push, in and out of me again, I could tell my pussy was going to remain tight.

He fucked me for quite a while. Changing leg positions, until he seemed tired. He rolled over and pulled me on top of him. I grabbed his hard cock in my hands, rubbing my hands up and down it a few times before lowering myself onto it. I put my hand on the wall at the head of the bed and began to bounce on top of his cock. My tits were shaking in his face as I moved.

"You like riding me?" He asked.

"Yes," I said "Oh god yes I do."

I then leaned forward, my hands on either side of his head, and rode him faster. And faster. I could feel it. I was so close. He was hitting just the right spot. He thrusted up into me as I road him, my moans got louder and louder as I approached climax.

He pushed me off again.

"Get on your knees," he told me.

I did as I was told and got on all fours. I tilted my ass up so he got a better view. He pushed right in this time, no slow adjustment. I gasped loudly and he began pounding me, hitting some unknown nerve filled spot that caused me to shake with pleasure.

"Oh my god!"

I know I was loud. Moaning bordering on screaming. But it felt so good.

"Right there, right there! Yes!"

I came, pushing myself further back on his dick as my body was rocked with wave after wave of orgasms. But he didn't slow down.

"I'm about to cum baby!"

He moaned, digging his fingernails into my back. Oh god that was hot.

"Cum for me!"

I moved along with his thrusts, making them deeper and faster. Finally, he moaned loudly, pushing deep inside of me as he came. His fingers dug into my ass and I could feel his dick throbbing inside of me.

And then he fell. Just landed on the bed next to me. He pinched off the condom and threw it into the trash can near his bed.

"That. That was amazing." He said, pulling me closer to him

"Agreed" I said, laying my head on his chest.

He kissed the top of my head and stroked the curve of my waist with his thumb, and we, somehow, fell asleep like that.

Only for him to wake me up a few hours later on top of me, kissing me and asking for round two.

And then round three a few hours later.

In the morning he walked me out to my car, gave me a hug, and I drove back to my apartment, already having missed my 7:30 am organic chemistry. I just changed my clothes and went straight on to campus to start my day. That afternoon I get a text from him. "I had a lot of fun last night."

"Me too." I responded.

"Can we do that again sometime?"

I laughed when I read that message, but inside I could feel the stirrings of sexual excitement.

"Of course we can!"

And that's the story of how I became fuck buddies with the first guy I met off craigslist...