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I’d all the time dreamed about meeting someone I could be my authentic, kinky self with. All the people I’d dated or slept with had been open-minded, to a certain extent. But no one ever made me feel comfortable enough to fully open up about my naughtiest fantasies.

Finally, I had found someone who I felt completely safe with. Chris was game for pretty much anything. We had known each other for years. We were friends since school. That year, at his New Years Eve party, he kissed me. Since then, we’d become friends with advantages, fucking 2-3 times a week.

All he cared about was making me feel good. It turned him on to see me happy and experiencing pleasure, even if it wasn’t him giving me the pleasure. It’s called compersion: a completely unselfish joy in seeing someone else happy, even when it doesn’t involve you.

No one had ever turned me on like Chris. He was about 5’11 with light brown hair. His eyes a bright, hypnotizing, turquoise blue. He was covered in tattoos and he had the most perfect body. His arms were solid, but he had a little belly. He had what some would consider a “dad bod”. Honestly, he wasn’t my usual “tall, dark, and handsome” type. But, damn, was I ever attracted to him.

When I opened up to Chris about my obsession with water sports, he was incredibly receptive. I quite literally hit the jackpot. Not only was he open to exploring it with me, but he was also open to me exploring it with others! Neither of us was interested in pursuing a serious relationship, but we both wanted a fun partner we could trust and explore with sexually. It was perfect.

For the next few weeks, Chris and I indulged in some of the most intimate and kinky sex I think I’d ever had. He was dominant, which was perfect because I was 100% submissive. All l desired was to be dominated and used. We did some Daddy/daughter role play, CNC, and BDSM. But what I loved the most was that he was such a passionate, sensual lover. Every move he made, every word he spoke, came with the intention of bringing me pleasure and making me cum.

One night, after Chris had cum inside me, we laid in bed discussing our next sexual adventure. Chris and I both desperately wanted to have a threesome and Chris had this friend named Dominik that had propositioned us in the past for one.

I suggested he text Dom and invite him over that night. “Wait, seriously? Tonight?” he asked.

“Yeah! We have no plans. See if he is up for some kinky fun!”

“Dom has told me about some of his kinks. I definitely think he’d be interested in some water sports.”

“Mmm, oh my god, perfect. Text him!” I said while I was rubbing his cock through his pants. He was getting hard for me again.

Chris texted Dom and within seconds, he got a reply.

“Dom said he can be here in 15 minutes!” Chris told me.

Surprised, I said, “Holy fuck, seriously? We are actually doing this!”

Chris turned to me and passionately kissed me. He whispered, “I want to make sure you’re nice and wet when Dom gets here, baby.”

He slowly took off my leggings, revealing a wet mark in my pink panties. My panties were soaked in a mixture of my pussy juice and his cum.

Just the wondered of Chris and Dom using me as their piss slut had my pussy soaked.

~ *To be continued . . .* ~

NSFW: yes

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