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I am 25 now, yet when this story occurred I was 23. For some backstory my instagram user account is set to private and in my requests was this guy. His user account was also private, We had no mutuals, but his bio had stated a city that was about two hours from where I was located. I deleted the request as I didn’t know him and just when on with life. A couple months later, the same profile had requested to follow me so I requested to follow them back. My request remained pending for a couple days, so in attempt to find out who this man was I sent him a DM that said, “why won’t you accept my follow request (sad face emoji) ”, he replied a couple hours later saying he was sorry and he accepted my request. After a brief overview of his user account I accepted his as well. He was super cute, exactly my type judging by the few pictures he had. We continued to DM each other for the next couple days on Instagram, later exchanging numbers and texting pretty frequently. It was very playful nothing sexual at this point, things like joking about meeting up at one point, but we still never stated that we were gonna explicitly hook up. It was just cute and wholesome so when we finally decided to meet up, he messaged me one afternoon and asked me if I was free in the evening because he wanted to take pictures for his Instagram. We determined a spot that was exactly halfway for the both of us which happened to be a park in a city about an hour an a half away. My stranger danger, true crime alarm went off, however, it did seem safe enough, and he seemed like a pretty genuine guy. To be extra sure however, I sent five of my friends my location, explained them the situation and put a plan in place again, just in case to cover my bases. I called him before I left to make sure he was actually gonna show up and he reassured me that he would be there.
I arrived at the spot first, and the park happened to be a secluded. He arrived about a half an hour later, got out and came to my car. He looked exactly like his pictures and we ended up just talking for a little bit and then driving around and getting some food. I drove us back to the spot and again we just were talking. I was extremely nervous. He was really cute and just had this confidence about him. At one point he made a joke that could’ve been taken the wrong way, and as I gasped in fake shock and said he was being mean, He turned over the centre console and grabbed me gently and gave me a hug and said “I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean it.” At that moment, the hug had gone on a little too long, and when I pulled back a bit, we started making out. The making out, got heated extremely quickly, and soon resulted in our hands wandering all over each other. He started to palm and squeeze at my tits, eventually pulling my top and bra up and began to play with my nipples. I started to palm at his cock through his sweatpants, the car slowly filling up with our panting. We ended up in the backseat. He was very vocal and assertive which turned me on so much. I laid inbetween his legs with my back to his chest. He grabbed my chin and turned it to him and said “take off your pants.” I took off my pants and he started to play with my pussy, teasing my hole before inserting two fingers in. He brought his other hand to my mouth and pushed his fingers past my lips, silently signalling me to begin sucking on his fingers. He proceeded to turn my head by my chin again, squeezing my cheeks as he did so and he spit in my mouth. At this point all I could think about was having his cock shoved down my throat. I asked if I could suck him off and he was immediately sliding his pants down. His cock was so pretty, probably the prettiest I had ever seen. I got on my knees on the floor of the car and after giving a couple teasing licks to his tip, I proceeded to bob my head and suck, taking more and more of his pretty cock into my mouth. He proceeded to push my head farther down. My nose was at his pelvis, the tip of his cock shoved down my throat as he started to fuck my mouth. I was gagging and moaning and making a mess of spit all over him. His hand was in my hair, holding my head in place whilst he fucked up into my mouth. He was saying the most obscene things like “you’re such a fucking whore. Look at you, you don’t even know me, letting me use you like this you’re such a good girl.” I have a degradation and praise kink so this had me dripping. He pulled my mouth away from his cock and lightly slapped the side of my face as if to see if it was okay. I smiled, spit running down my chin, eyes watering and through my lashes said “harder please.” Something ignited within him and he began to take full control. Most of my sexual partners at this point had been pretty vanilla and I was doing most of the work, so to have this sort of dominance had me lightheaded and probably the horniest I had ever been with a sexual partner. He grabbed my chin again and told me to open wide. I stared up at him again, mouth wide open with my tongue out as he let his spit drip into my hole of a mouth. I asked him “please fuck me I want your cock inside me so bad.” I laid down across the seat and he settled in between my legs. I fiddled around for a condom in my purse and as I put it on him I gave him a few strokes. He pulled back slightly and spit onto my pussy before harshly rubbing about my clit with my thumb. Next he bent down and started to lick and suck at my clit. I was not expecting it and my body jerked back in surprise, before moaning from how he was making me feel. After his sloppy make out session with my pussy, he slowly inserted his cock into me. Both of us began sighing in pleasure as his cock stretched out my tight little cunt. He began thrusting into me and again just degrading me. “Who knew a slut like you could have such a tight pussy, feels so good wrapped around my dick.” His hands travelled from holding my hips, to slapping my tits, to pinching my sensitive nipples. He continued his way up, shoving two fingers down my throat, telling me to suck. I could taste myself on his digits and did as I was told . He then abruptly pulled them out and gently slapped my face. He asked if he could choke me, through my sobs and moans of pleasure I managed to nod. “Of course you like being choked while you get fucked should’ve known.” With his continuous dirty talk, his wandering hands and his cock drilling into me, as well as the previous fingering, I felt myself very close to cumming. I told him I was close and he proceeded to rub my clit whilst saying “cum all over my cock for me, wanna see your pretty face when you cum.” I could barely keep my eyes open and I started cumming, squeezing around his cock as I spasmed and moaned. He continued to fuck into me, slowingdown as he began to feel himself get close. Through my post orgasm glow, slow but hard thrusts jerking my body I asked him if he would cum in my mouth. “Want you to shoot all your cum down my throat, wanna swallow it all.” Next thing you know I was back in my previous position, on my knees between his legs, cock shoved into my throat as I felt him getting close. He came, pushing my head down even harder as I held my breath and my eyes watered. “Don’t swallow it yet I wanna see it in your mouth.” He pulled my mouth off him and held me by my chin. I opened wide once again, my chin again covered in spit and now some of his cum. He told me to swallow and after I did he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me long and hard. He proceeded to pull me into his arms and ask me if I was okay and if he was too rough. I assured him I was more than fine and that I really enjoyed it. We both cuddled for a bit, just talking until we noticed how late is was; knowing we had to get home and the long drive ahead. We put on our clothes and I climbed back up to the front. We kissed once more and went on our way. He texted me goodnight when he got home and I never saw him again. We stopped texting and never really got back in contact. I will admit I would check to see if he had viewed my stories on Instagram. He eventually after about 8 months unfollowed me and removed me from his followers and my heart did sorta break, not because I had feelings for him, just because I knew we would never get to fuck again.
So dear Instagram boy, I want you to know that even after two years I replay the events that took place in the backseat of my car quite frequently. I hope you are doing well and If you would ever want to fuck me again I would drive the two hour trip to you just to hear you degrade me and fill me back up with your cock.

NSFW: yes

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