Hello, TWA. This is Goddess By Night here, and, um, I have been working on a few projects
for you guys, um, just writing a script for myself. And, um, I have unfortunately hit
writer's block, and it really fucking sucks. So, um, but, uh, as a, uh, consequence of,
you know, writing anything dirty or, you know, fantasizing, I've gotten myself pretty horny,
and I felt like making an audio now. But, uh, I know that I've made quite a few audios
where I've just played, like either using my hand or my toys, and I feel like it's a
little, getting a little old. So, um, instead I am gonna do, uh, request Phil for, oh god,
who the fuck is this? Say it like a good girl. That is his username. Um, the request is,
um, I tell, uh, a story, true story, about myself of, uh, when was the best time, like,
the best sec I ever had, like, tell that story, like, you know, all the juicy details and
that kind of thing. So, uh, and while I tell the story, I have to get off. Oh, that sounds
so horrible. And so I'm gonna do that, um, and I have my favorite vibrator right now
in me, my, uh, my wee vibe. Um, hopefully it doesn't decide to die on me because that
has happened to me a couple times. But, um, turn it on. Okay, so the story begins, uh,
when I was 19, I'm, uh, 24 now. It had been two years since I had sex and it was getting
to the point where masturbating wasn't doing it for any, it wasn't doing anything for me
anymore. Sorry if I start stuttering. But it had been two years since I had sex and
masturbating was not doing it for me anymore. It was just, I'd have so many orgasms and
it wasn't doing anything. And it was getting to the point where it was painful. It was
just getting so painful not having sex and just not being fucked. And so, um, uh, like
I said, I was 18, um, for six months prior, my parents had found out that I had been drinking
and so, uh, they, uh, are of course not happy and I was living at home and they said that
I had one of two choices. I could either move out or I would be grounded for as long as
they felt needed. Um, all of my friends lived at home and I did not have any money or good
enough income and I was still in college. So I had no choice but to stay at home. So,
by the time my sentence was complete, the first thing I did was go to a party. I know
I am bad. I love my alcohol. But, uh, my friend was throwing the party and I had mentioned
to her that it had been a long time since I'd had sex and she said, oh my God, I know
this guy. I'm going to hook you up with him. And I was just like, okay, I'm ready to fuck
a tree at this point. I don't care if he's butt ugly. I'm going to fuck this guy as long
as he's got a dick. Um, and so, uh, her and I worked together. So after our shift, uh,
her fiance came and picked us up and her fiance was, uh, the guy's cousin, you know, so it's
just like this color, like family connections, I guess. And so I, uh, hopped in the car and
he was sitting right there and, um, I'm not going to use his real name, so we will call
him. Oh God, I've got a fucking vibrator on my pussy. Now I had to think, uh, Jerry. Okay.
Let's call him Jerry. Oh God. So, okay. So I met Jerry and, um, I was of course going
through my rebellion at that time. And so I'm just like, Oh fuck. Yeah. Bad boy. He
had gauges, he had like tattoos all up and down his arms. And so it's just like, Oh God.
One, he was older than me. And two, he had that, he had that bad boy thing going on.
And I was just like, Oh fuck, this is going to be good. So we get driving and then we
get fucking pulled over. Um, and I kind of brought my stash with me. Uh, they had alcohol,
my friends had alcohol, but I just wanted to, you know, provide some more booze. So
I had half my stash with me all wrapped up in my clothes and my night bag. So I'm freaking
the fuck out. And, uh, they ended up searching the car because said bad boy apparently had
a warrant, but, uh, they called the city that the ward, uh, like charged them for and like,
you know, that the, that city's police department and it was so far away. They're just like,
yeah, fuck that. No, just let them go. And I'm just like, all right. Uh, but my friend
ended up getting taken away because she had a warrant for unpaid parking tickets because
she's a fucking idiot. And so, uh, we get back to the house and the party gets going
when we get drinking and Jerry and I wander away from the party and you know, you have
a few more drinks. And by this time I'm getting pretty buzzed. And, um, I know the party's
going on in the house and we slip away to, uh, the garage and, you know, we, we have
a seat in some lunch chairs that were in there and we just talked and, and when I get drunk,
I get like aggressive, of course. And, but also just my horniness level is just like
going to fucking DEF CON one. It's just like, I need to be fucked when I am drunk. And
so I'm going into this thing thinking, okay, one night stand. That's it. Just going to
get fucked, sleep with them and go home the next morning. So I pretty much jump his ass.
I just hopped right on his lap and, you know, just gave him my look. Um, I get the, I give
this look when I'm horny and it's just my way of telling a guy, I need you to get hard
and I need you to fuck me now. And so I give him my look and I start making out with him
and he's spanking my ass and it was so good. Okay. I gotta start getting detailed, at least
as bits that I can remember. I get on his lap and we start making out and I remember
his hands going under my shirt and grabbing my waist and like we still have our chains
on, but I'm grinding on his lap. His hands are exploring all over my chest and reaching
under my shirt and squeezing my tits. And then he goes and pulls my shirt off. I pulled
his off. Found even more tattoos on his chest and on his back, on his stomach. And I'm just
getting even more turned on because I love a man with tattoos all over his body. I just
grind on him on, I just grind on his lap even harder. And he stands up and forces me off
his lap, but he pushes me off onto this bench and he gets on top of me. I know he's grinding
up against me. I'm pretty much dry humping, but I remember it felt so good. I'm pretty
much just moaning right into his lips, wrapping my legs right around his waist, pulling him
closer and just wanting so bad for him to be inside me. I remember that I'd, before
even outside, I'd stuffed my pockets full of condoms. So I pull that handful out and
throw them on the floor so they're a little bit more easily accessible. But then I start
to undo his pants because I want so badly to get underneath those pants and underneath
those boxers. So I undo his belt and his jeans and zipper and just push them off. And once
I got his jeans off, I could definitely feel how hard he was. And I just wanted it so bad.
So he got up, he started to take my pants off. He pulled them right off and pulled my
socks off and my shoes off. I remember he just started kissing my legs, going up to
the side and started to eat me out. It was so fucking good because he also had a lip
piercing and while it's not the same as a tongue piercing, it definitely made things
feel so much better. I think he made me come twice. I don't remember, but I do remember
coming. So then he pulled my panties off and I remember looking up at him and he grabbed
my condom and put it on. God, his boxers all the way off and I was just playing with my
clit and my tits while I watched him and then he got on top of me. And oh God, when he put
it in, I probably had a mini orgasm right there. It just felt so fucking good just being
filled up like that. This is definitely what I missed the most. I have no idea how long
we went on for, but I do know that he came several times. I know he came once, of course
ripped the condom off and with me being insatiable, he just kind of sat there rested. I just kind
of laid there and use his hand to finger me a bit. I just kept playing with myself and
telling him I wanted more. Before I know it, I looked back up and he was stroking his dick
again, trying to get hard again for me. When he was hard again, I threw a condom on him
and jumped right on his lap. I swear we didn't speak a word to each other since we knew each
other was thinking just from our body language and what we were doing. He just hopped right
on, shoved his cock and sat down right on it, shoved his cock right into my pussy. I
just fucking wrote him as hard and as fast as I could. I just couldn't even control myself.
I just wanted it so bad. I remember screaming and wanting so fucking loud. I think for a
split second I thought about people at the party coming out to look in the windows, but
I didn't fucking care. I just wanted to get fucked as much as I possibly could. Fuck.
I turned my vibrator up because this story is not done. Fuck. So we just fucked and fucked
and fucked until he came again. And when he was done, he just ate me out more and just
kept making me cum. I have no idea how many times I came, but I swear he was so good at
eating me out. It was so fucking good. Oh fuck. Speaking of coming out so close.
Oh fuck. Oh god. Oh god, I'm gonna cum.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Oh god, they want to come again right now.
Oh fuck, oh god, oh god.
Oh god, oh god.
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
I'm still really sensitive and socially good, but I just end up quivering so I get sudden jolts of pleasure.
Okay, in the garage, finished up, okay.
After we fucked, I think we fucked twice.
And ate me out twice, and oh fuck.
God, I'm not going to be able to get through the rest of the story.
But I got dressed and went outside and had a few cigarettes together.
Because back then I smoked.
And then as the party died down and people left, we took one of the spare rooms.
I just stripped down to my panties and laid in bed with him.
And we fucked again.
This is so good, but I don't remember this one that much.
It's just he laid on top of me and held onto my hips.
One thing I remember definitely a lot about this one time was he sat up straight with him still inside of me.
He grabbed onto my hips and just fucked me so hard.
Like our bodies were just slapping together.
Oh, it was so fucking good.
Oh god.
I do really, really love it.
I love hearing the sounds of the skin on skin slaps.
It's getting fucked so hard that my tits just bounce all over the place.
And then he's going in as far as he can.
Fuck.
Just that slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap.
Oh, it's so fucking good.
My favorite kind of sex.
Just hard, passionate sex.
Just we're all about each other's pleasure.
No dominess or subbiness or BDSM or anything.
It's just fucking nothing complicated.
Just his need and my need.
And our bodies just rising together.
We're both just moaning.
It just feels so fucking good.
Oh, fuck.
And I definitely remember him fucking me pretty hard in doggy, which is my favorite position.
I love getting fucked in doggy style.
I don't know why.
Well, I know why, but I always am so much tighter in this position.
Almost every guy I've been with is just able to hit my G-spot every thrust when I'm in doggy.
Which is my face in the sheets, my ass in the air, getting fucked from behind.
And I'm screaming into the palace.
And he gives me a few spanks on the ass and just holds onto my hips and forces and stuff inside me.
Oh, fuck.
I'm going to come again.
Oh, fuck.
God, oh, fuck.
That was false to the flesh.
Oh, fuck.
Okay.
Guys, this is the right.
So after we fucked that time, we went to sleep.
It was so nice just laying in bed with somebody else.
And then I remember him waking me up in the middle of the night.
And I was just so out of it.
I'm just like, go ahead, dude.
Just fuck me senseless.
And since it was late, you know, we wanted to be courteous to everybody else that was sleeping.
With me being quite loud in the bedroom.
He just got on top of me and covered my mouth and held one of my wrists down and just fucked into me.
His head just laid on the mattress, the side of my head.
And it just wasn't anything too hard or anything. It wasn't too soft.
It was just a steady rhythm.
He just fucked me with his hand over my mouth.
And that was my first taste of what he would offer me later.
This was supposed to be a one night stand.
But he became my boyfriend about, I think that was about six months.
And he was the one that got me into BDSM.
And I was his sub.
And he was my master.
And then I became a Dom because of him.
Things didn't end well between us, but for the times that we did share together, pretty fucking good.