DirtyJ DLS - #37- T - Maybe the Young Ones Aren’t the Best Ones (03/2017)
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2025 8:27 am
You’ll be surprised I decided to share this story from DirtyJ’ DLS (Dirty Little Secret.. her slutty diary of sorts). After reading alot of posts on this site, I realized that not many share the entire picture of the hotwife lifestyle… the side when things don’t end in multiple orgasms. Haha! The guy she fucked in this story was from an appearance standpoint the biggest stud in her favorite hangout. Tall, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes, and dressed very well. He was able to get her tickets to a sporting event and she (we) was using that to try to get fucked (a little thank you pussy!). She wasn’t sure he would be interested in her. But she was unrelenting with sexting, dirty pictures, and even promised him no-strings sex directly, and her efforts finally paid off late one night.
However, he was easily one of her least favorite fucks. She once again didn’t even have a condom, and was fully expecting to take his cum inside her. Instead he was too drunk to cum, just pounded her so hard it was uncomfortable, and then started freaking out. Yeah- he had no issue fucking her, until after he had fucked her. She laughed at how immature he was about sex. There are parts of this story I find very sexy even then… our combined sexting efforts, and especially her leaving me in bed, getting dressed up slutty right in front of me, and walking out to go fuck this guy at 12:30am. So all was not lost… plus I got some used pussy that night!
This is what she wrote for me in her DLS with only names and places changed.
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So, I hooked up with one of my young guys from our girls hangout on Saturday night. I had been flirting with him for a couple of weeks but he had been a little scared of me, probably because I’m married.
I spent several nights texting back and forth with him, even with dkcuck123 helping me and offering me advice, and I could tell he was hot for me. I just couldn’t get him to go for it and hook up despite all the sexy pictures I sent him and believe me, several were very suggestive as were many of my texts.
I had just about given up on him, but Saturday afternoon dkcuck123 had taken some really hot pictures of me in some new lingerie so we decided to test them out on him. I am not good at sexting so dkcuck123 offered me a lot of advice and it seemed to work.
I think he was out drinking, because it was pretty clear he was drunk and horny. He eventually suggested that we fuck that night and I think he was probably pretty surprised that I agreed. After some back and forth, I got his address and he headed home to meet me.
I got dressed in a tight black dress with no bra or panties and then had to put on my make-up again, since we were already in bed when we started texting him. Then I left dkcuck123 alone at home at 12:30 and headed off for a late night fuck.
Of course, he lived in a dumpy duplex that was just like a guy’s college apartment and it was rather dirty and lacking in furniture, but it was not like I was looking to move in and I wasn’t planning on being there very long. I could tell he was a little embarrassed since I drove over in my Mercedes and he kept commenting on me being in the hood. He got me a beer and we sat on a really ugly brown sofa. He had on jeans and some super tight striped sweater. He is a big, tall guy with blonde hair and he towered over me. Unfortunately, he had grown a bit of a gotee and I don’t really like facial hair, but I was already there so I went for it.
We talked for a second until he pulled me over and started kissing me. I started rubbing on his dick and was undoing his pants while we were kissing. He must have been in a hurry, since he pushed my head down to suck his dick, saying that I had promised him a good blowjob (which was one of the things I texted to him, saying that I would start out by sucking his dick on my knees when we hooked up). As I was sucking on him, he pulled my dress off and his hands were all over me. I sucked on him for a short while, licking and doing my best to give him one of my excellent blow jobs.
It wasn’t long before he had pulled me back up on his lap where I started kissing him and taking off his shirt. As I was sitting on his lap, he stuck his dick in me and we started to screw. I sat upright on his lap as I was fucking him rocking back and forth so he could get a good look at my tits. That was about the last time things went slowly.
He moaned that he wanted me to be dirty and I was thought to myself, “Isn’t this dirty enough,” but figured I could amp it up a bit. So I climbed off of him and let him turn me around so he could stick his big dick in me from behind. I knew he had a pretty good sized dick because he had already texted me a picture of it, but I must have been pretty excited because it didn’t seem so big that it hurt me as some have in the past. He must have liked fucking doggy-style because he was really going at it super hard. He was banging so hard that my head was going down into the sofa. Now, I like a good hard screw, but even I have my limits and that was pretty close.
At this time, I thought to myself, “Ok, this is not going to be as great as I thought,” but I decided to make the best of it and let him fuck the hell out of me.
When it got to be a bit too much, I rolled over to change positions. He only screwed me a couple of minutes there before suggesting that we move over to the bed. So I took of my shoes, and we went into the bedroom to really get down to business. Of course, his bedroom was just as icky as the rest of his place, with clothes all over the floor and a basic bed with no headboard. There were even beer cans all around the edge of the room.
We were both naked now and I crawled backwards onto his bed, but before I could even get down flat on my back he was inside me. He started to go really hard and I started to wonder if he had ever had sex with anyone before. Still, I let him spread my legs apart and lift them over my head and bang into me. I guess that was dirty enough for him, but he just went too hard, so that I had to tell him to stop because it hurt. He slowed down for a minute but then started up again but then started banging with no rhyme or reason yet again.
He seemed to slow down after I said it was hurting again and the fucking seemed to be a bit smoother, so I asked him if he wanted to cum on my tits. At this question, he asked “Do you want me to cum on your tits?” And I said, “Yes,” to which he said, “Tell me so I can hear it.” I said a little louder, “Cum all over my tits!!”
He was right on top of me with his face right up by my ear and he moaned. That technique usually works, but this time he was just too drunk. After a few more minutes, he pulled out and whined, “I can’t cum!!” I asked him if he had whiskey dick and he moaned, “Yes.”
Still, I guess he wanted me to get off because after a few minutes he pulled me up on top of him and told me to get to it. So I straddled him and started to ride him. I pumped into him hard and even grabbed the window sill above his bed to hold onto as I fucked him. He seemed to like that and I plowed into him until I was able to at least have an orgasm. I moaned and shivered and he said stuff like, “do you like that, that’s so hot, etc.”
After I caught my breath, I rolled off of him, I laid down on my back. He curled up with his head between my tits and started snoring. At this point, I told him I needed to go, and he said, “Noooo.” I said it a second time and managed to push him up so I could get out of the bed. I got dressed and was getting ready to leave when he started freaking- out about fucking an older, married woman. He was worried I would tell all my friends and he kept whining that he was going to get fired. He was also very paranoid about catching a disease. He was very immature. He also kept telling me not to tell my friends at the bar because they would talk and all I could think was that he should be more worried about me telling them was a bad screw he was.
He was definitely nothing to brag about. I kept thinking to myself that it was “hands down the second worse sex I’ve ever had,” with M1 probably being worse, but then that wasn’t really even sex. I was not as excited about it when I got home. He certainly did not make my knees go weak like some of my screws.
dkcuck123 was at home waiting for me to give him all the dirty details and to of course make sure I understood that I owed him a thanks for getting things started. I gave him a nice thank you!!! One thing this experience did teach me was that I probably need to find some guys a bit older with a bit more sexual experience who can treat a slut like me right.
However, he was easily one of her least favorite fucks. She once again didn’t even have a condom, and was fully expecting to take his cum inside her. Instead he was too drunk to cum, just pounded her so hard it was uncomfortable, and then started freaking out. Yeah- he had no issue fucking her, until after he had fucked her. She laughed at how immature he was about sex. There are parts of this story I find very sexy even then… our combined sexting efforts, and especially her leaving me in bed, getting dressed up slutty right in front of me, and walking out to go fuck this guy at 12:30am. So all was not lost… plus I got some used pussy that night!
This is what she wrote for me in her DLS with only names and places changed.
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So, I hooked up with one of my young guys from our girls hangout on Saturday night. I had been flirting with him for a couple of weeks but he had been a little scared of me, probably because I’m married.
I spent several nights texting back and forth with him, even with dkcuck123 helping me and offering me advice, and I could tell he was hot for me. I just couldn’t get him to go for it and hook up despite all the sexy pictures I sent him and believe me, several were very suggestive as were many of my texts.
I had just about given up on him, but Saturday afternoon dkcuck123 had taken some really hot pictures of me in some new lingerie so we decided to test them out on him. I am not good at sexting so dkcuck123 offered me a lot of advice and it seemed to work.
I think he was out drinking, because it was pretty clear he was drunk and horny. He eventually suggested that we fuck that night and I think he was probably pretty surprised that I agreed. After some back and forth, I got his address and he headed home to meet me.
I got dressed in a tight black dress with no bra or panties and then had to put on my make-up again, since we were already in bed when we started texting him. Then I left dkcuck123 alone at home at 12:30 and headed off for a late night fuck.
Of course, he lived in a dumpy duplex that was just like a guy’s college apartment and it was rather dirty and lacking in furniture, but it was not like I was looking to move in and I wasn’t planning on being there very long. I could tell he was a little embarrassed since I drove over in my Mercedes and he kept commenting on me being in the hood. He got me a beer and we sat on a really ugly brown sofa. He had on jeans and some super tight striped sweater. He is a big, tall guy with blonde hair and he towered over me. Unfortunately, he had grown a bit of a gotee and I don’t really like facial hair, but I was already there so I went for it.
We talked for a second until he pulled me over and started kissing me. I started rubbing on his dick and was undoing his pants while we were kissing. He must have been in a hurry, since he pushed my head down to suck his dick, saying that I had promised him a good blowjob (which was one of the things I texted to him, saying that I would start out by sucking his dick on my knees when we hooked up). As I was sucking on him, he pulled my dress off and his hands were all over me. I sucked on him for a short while, licking and doing my best to give him one of my excellent blow jobs.
It wasn’t long before he had pulled me back up on his lap where I started kissing him and taking off his shirt. As I was sitting on his lap, he stuck his dick in me and we started to screw. I sat upright on his lap as I was fucking him rocking back and forth so he could get a good look at my tits. That was about the last time things went slowly.
He moaned that he wanted me to be dirty and I was thought to myself, “Isn’t this dirty enough,” but figured I could amp it up a bit. So I climbed off of him and let him turn me around so he could stick his big dick in me from behind. I knew he had a pretty good sized dick because he had already texted me a picture of it, but I must have been pretty excited because it didn’t seem so big that it hurt me as some have in the past. He must have liked fucking doggy-style because he was really going at it super hard. He was banging so hard that my head was going down into the sofa. Now, I like a good hard screw, but even I have my limits and that was pretty close.
At this time, I thought to myself, “Ok, this is not going to be as great as I thought,” but I decided to make the best of it and let him fuck the hell out of me.
When it got to be a bit too much, I rolled over to change positions. He only screwed me a couple of minutes there before suggesting that we move over to the bed. So I took of my shoes, and we went into the bedroom to really get down to business. Of course, his bedroom was just as icky as the rest of his place, with clothes all over the floor and a basic bed with no headboard. There were even beer cans all around the edge of the room.
We were both naked now and I crawled backwards onto his bed, but before I could even get down flat on my back he was inside me. He started to go really hard and I started to wonder if he had ever had sex with anyone before. Still, I let him spread my legs apart and lift them over my head and bang into me. I guess that was dirty enough for him, but he just went too hard, so that I had to tell him to stop because it hurt. He slowed down for a minute but then started up again but then started banging with no rhyme or reason yet again.
He seemed to slow down after I said it was hurting again and the fucking seemed to be a bit smoother, so I asked him if he wanted to cum on my tits. At this question, he asked “Do you want me to cum on your tits?” And I said, “Yes,” to which he said, “Tell me so I can hear it.” I said a little louder, “Cum all over my tits!!”
He was right on top of me with his face right up by my ear and he moaned. That technique usually works, but this time he was just too drunk. After a few more minutes, he pulled out and whined, “I can’t cum!!” I asked him if he had whiskey dick and he moaned, “Yes.”
Still, I guess he wanted me to get off because after a few minutes he pulled me up on top of him and told me to get to it. So I straddled him and started to ride him. I pumped into him hard and even grabbed the window sill above his bed to hold onto as I fucked him. He seemed to like that and I plowed into him until I was able to at least have an orgasm. I moaned and shivered and he said stuff like, “do you like that, that’s so hot, etc.”
After I caught my breath, I rolled off of him, I laid down on my back. He curled up with his head between my tits and started snoring. At this point, I told him I needed to go, and he said, “Noooo.” I said it a second time and managed to push him up so I could get out of the bed. I got dressed and was getting ready to leave when he started freaking- out about fucking an older, married woman. He was worried I would tell all my friends and he kept whining that he was going to get fired. He was also very paranoid about catching a disease. He was very immature. He also kept telling me not to tell my friends at the bar because they would talk and all I could think was that he should be more worried about me telling them was a bad screw he was.
He was definitely nothing to brag about. I kept thinking to myself that it was “hands down the second worse sex I’ve ever had,” with M1 probably being worse, but then that wasn’t really even sex. I was not as excited about it when I got home. He certainly did not make my knees go weak like some of my screws.
dkcuck123 was at home waiting for me to give him all the dirty details and to of course make sure I understood that I owed him a thanks for getting things started. I gave him a nice thank you!!! One thing this experience did teach me was that I probably need to find some guys a bit older with a bit more sexual experience who can treat a slut like me right.