[F4A] Slut Stories Vol. 2 - Adventures in Voyeurism

Transcript

Hello my lovely listener, it's me, Lilith. I'm back with another episode of Slut Stories where I take you for a stroll down memory lane into my slutty past and tell you about all of the lovely naughty things I got myself into back in my glory days. Okay, full disclosure, I have smoked a little bit of things, so if I sound a little different that might be why, but we're just gonna roll with it.

So the story I want to tell you today is about me and my college boyfriend. We'll call him Leo because he looked like a young Leonardo DiCaprio. He was so hot.

It was great. He had a really nice dick. I'll get there.

Anyways, obviously being my college boyfriend, I was very young when we met and started dating. I was over, I was 19, so this isn't like weird, but we were both around the same age and we both lived at home with our parents, which anybody who's ever been sexually active and living at home with your parents knows is the absolute fucking worst because they're always fucking there. I don't know why that is, but it seemed like we could never really find a place to just be alone together, aside from like our car or something.

So he, okay, so let me back up a little bit. Sorry, I'm losing my train of thought here. So where I'm from in Florida, there is a ton of golf courses.

Florida is kind of known for their golf courses, or at least that part of Florida is, I think. They're all over the place. They're a dime a dozen.

And there was this one golf course that was set behind his apartment building that he lived at and it had all these big hills. And at night it was an absolute ghost town. Like obviously nobody was out there golfing.

There was no lights. It was really dark and really hilly, which is hard to find in Florida. So we used to go take walks on this golf course just to, you know, like get away and make out and do things that 19 year olds do.

And one night he had me pushed up against this hill and we were just making out. I don't know what it is about being 19 and kissing, but fuck, I could do it for hours. Now I kiss for like two minutes and then I'm done.

But something about being a teenager just makes kissing so much more fun. Like I want to go back to that. Anyway, so we were really, really, really into this makeout session and things were getting hot and heavy.

And at this point we had had intercourse. I mean, both of us were not virgins and we met. It wasn't anything spectacular.

But this definitely wasn't our first time, but it was just really, really passionate. We had brought a blanket out with us and so it felt like really cozy, like a picnic. And I remember I had this sundress on and no bra and just like the flimsiest little nothing panties because it was all I owned at that point in my life.

And obviously those left. Those were gone. Those were in his pocket or on the blanket or something, but they definitely weren't on me.

And he pushed me back onto the blanket and started fingering me. And it was so hot because it was really the first time I ever had sex in a public place that I was really worried about getting caught. I mean, there's hills on this golf course and it's pretty dark, but you're also like surrounded by apartments that have like multiple levels that could definitely see somebody out there doing something.

And I remember that kind of adding a little heightened something to the whole experience. I kept thinking about like, not if we got caught, but if somebody saw us and enjoyed it and stuck around to watch. Just like the thought of somebody like watching us out on the golf course to young lovers.

Somebody just like alone in their house, just like spanking their meat to that. I don't know why that just turns me on. Maybe that's my own personal thing.

So yeah, he's fingering me and I'm thinking about other people watching us and I'm just soaking wet. And he eventually got his cock out and just like slid into me and just made love to me on the side of this hill. And it was hot and it was dirty.

I mean, we were in the grass, like the blanket has like long gone. We like shoved off and rolled around off of it. And so it was just like that really short, soft golf course grass.

That still kind of turns me on to this day. And we didn't take any of our clothes off. And that's not something normally like the second I'm about to have sex, I stripped down.

I don't normally like to wear things while I'm having sex. And but I just had this, like we were fully clothed. But it still felt like he was so close to me.

And you know, eventually at some point, he turned me over and started hitting me from behind. And I could like look out at the houses more and that picture of somebody sitting in the house, watching, observing, getting turned on by what I was doing, just like instant orgasm. I'm very much a mentally stimulated person when it comes to achieving orgasm.

And so I often have to resort to those places of somewhere deep in my mind, pulling my orgasm from that. And by golly, till this day, I still sometimes rely on that memory of just never really knowing if somebody watched us or not, and kind of hoping that they did. That was definitely my first taste of voyeurism.

And definitely wasn't my last. Well, I guess that's like exhibitionism. I don't know.

You know what I mean? Anyways, I think it's definitely something that's stuck with me to this day. Just, you know, one of those things that just always gets me there.

Just like the thought of somebody out there watching me, knowing I'm doing something bad. Listening to me tell them my nasty stories. Or just listening to me fuck myself if you listen to my regular content.

So yeah, I hope you liked that fun little story. It wasn't really much, but I don't really know where I'm going with this story. I'll be honest, the weed's hitting me kind of hard.

I hope you have a fantastic evening. And I hope you think of me when you blow your next load. Bye.