Goth Slut Blog

My Friday night sucked. Tom and I went out to that concert. We got fucking plastered. Then we went to some after party a dive bar down the street and drank some more. I was super horny but by the time we finally stopped drinking and headed back to my place, we were way too far gone. That didn’t stop us from trying though. He was so drunk, he couldn’t even get completely hard. It was sloppy and I don’t remember enjoying or even feeling it all. He did cum, at least I think he came. Like I said I was drunk and I don’t exactly remember the ending.

However, my Saturday night was killer even though we didn’t even go out. He came over to watch a movie. I think we got an half hour into it and we weren’t even watching it. It started with kissing, but it wasn’t long before all of our clothes were on the floor in front of the couch.

He was sitting on the couch and I climbed on top of him. Sometimes, I love being on top. I get to be a little tease, just rubbing my pussy against his cock. But when we finally get going I get to control the pace and everything. Of course, I kept the pace quick the whole time.

I started facing away from him, but we switched so that we were facing each other. He liked it because he could play with my boobs. I love being able to look at my lover as I make him cum.

He came inside of me for the first (maybe second) time since we started fucking again. I’m on the pill and I love the way it feels without a condom.

However, the hottest part of the night came later. We finished watching the movie, then went back to my bedroom. He noticed my rather large collection of candles and had me light a few. I had no idea what he had in store for me.

It started pretty tame. We just laid on my bed making out. We were still completely naked and it wasn’t long before I noticed his erection was back. He didn’t even have to ask me to go down on him.

I brought him very close to an orgasm, but then he made me stop. He had me get on to my back now and he went to work on me. I’m not going to lie, most guys that have gone down on me have had no clue what they were doing and I was even forced to take a few orgasms. I had to do neither with him. He knew how to use his tongue and fingers. He even asked me if I had any toys. I thought most guys were intimidated by toys, but not him. He even knew how to work my little rabbit vibrator.

He had me moaning loudly within a few minutes. Then he took one of the candles from my dresser. It took me a second to figure out what he was doing. Believe it or not I’ve never done anything with hot wax before and I was nervous.

He held it above my stomach and just poured a few drops down. When I didn’t tell him to stop, he took it to the next level. With one hand he went back to work between my legs with the vibrator. With the other he poured the wax. This time he held it closer and it was a lot hotter. He poured it all over my stomach, then my boobs. When he dripped it on to one of my nipples I lost it. I was overwhelmed with pleasure, pain and I had a massive orgasm. It might have been the strongest orgasm I ever had. I know it was the longest ever.

I barely had a chance to recover as he put the candle back safely and got rid of the vibrator. He was rock hard and I was so wet that he easily slid inside of me. Feeling him thrust inside me right after my orgasm felt amazing. It felt almost as good when he came inside of me a few minutes later, depositing his second load of cum inside of me.

Now, I can only wonder what’s next with Tom.

A few days ago, I ran into a guy I used to fool around with. The sex was good, but Tom had a girlfriend at the time. After I gave him my new number, he said we could call me. I didn’t really believe him but Saturday afternoon I got a text message from him.

He picked me up about an hour late. I was about to call up some of my other friends when he called to say he was out front. As soon as I climbed in to his truck, I had the urge to kiss him. I remembered how good he kissed, but I was good.

We didn’t have anywhere to go, so we drove around mostly. We got along, in fact we couldn’t stop talking and it was like we hadn’t seen each other for a few days, not a couple of years.

At some point, we picked up a twelve pack, then he drove us out into the middle of nowhere. We had only gone about twenty minutes out of the city limits, but it felt like we were hours outside of civilization. He knew exactly, where was going but he wouldn’t tell me. Soon, we were out in the real country and he pulled on to a gravel road. I was really wondering where the fuck we were going when he turned on to a dirt road. There wasn’t house anymore, just more and more fields.

He stopped in front of a rusted gate, surrounded by cement walls. It was an old cemetery. He got out of the truck to open up the gate. He closed it after we drove through and I knew we wouldn’t be bothered..at least by alive people.

He pulled into the back of the place, where we could have a view of the entire place from the back of his truck. I was a little nervous, not because it was a cemetery, I had been in them plenty of times before but because it was him. I thought I trusted him, but I had no idea that we would be going to a graveyard out in the middle of nowhere.

However, after a couple of beers, I was feeling really comfortable with him. It turns out that he was working landscape and that one of his jobs was to keep the weeds down and the grass trimmed here. He told me some stories of how a lot of the tombstones were starting to really wear down and a few weeks ago he came here and found some of the tombstones knocked over. The owner thought it was some local kids,but Tom thought it was something more sadistic. We joked around that if the cops did come, we were going to say we were trying to catch whoever did it. Like the cops would believe a couple of freaks like us with our tattoos and piercings.

A few more beers and I was feeling it. I wanted to stop talking and start kissing. Even slightly intoxicated his kisses were better than I had remembered. We were sitting on his tailgate and I leaned over and made the first move.

He told me a lot of bullshit that he missed me and everything, but soon he got down to what he really wanted. He told me he was the best fuck he ever had. I don’t know if I believed him, but I’d like to think it’s true. I’ve had a lot of experience so I’d like to think it was true.

I went back into the cab of the truck and took out a condom from my bag. I walked back around and stood in front of where he was still sitting. We kissed again, but this time there was more lust and I knew something was going to happen soon.

He reached out to my sides and pulled up my shirt. Then I took off my bra. I was a little cold but the attention he gave my tits with his hands and then his mouth made me very warm. While he felt me up, I reached into his jeans. They were super tight but soon I had his cock free. I leaned down and briefly sucked his dick.

He told me he wanted to fuck me on a grave. I’ve done a lot of wild things in graveyards, but that’s something I haven’t done. Instead, I just suggested we do it right in the back of his truck. I could tell he was a little disappointed, but I think as long as he was getting laid he didn’t care in the long run.

I took off my black jeans and thong. I felt so naked, especially being in the graveyard. He took his shirt off and I got a good look at his body. He was still skinny but now he had some muscles and a lot more tattoos. I licked his chest as I put the condom on to him.

I climbed on to his lap and on to his cock. I just sat on his lap for a moment as we kissed.

I asked him if he thought we’d be fucking tonight. He said no, but I said I knew we would.

I looked into his eyes and even though it was pretty dark, I felt like I could really see into him. I went slowly at first, but soon I was going up and down on his cock as hard as I could.

He came pretty quick. I was a little disappointed, he was never a minute man before. He told me that it had been a long time since the last time he had gotten laid.

I got off of his cock and sat down next to him, but after taking the condom off I started to stroke his cock. He was still semi-hard and I didn’t want to lose that. I ended up giving him a little bit more of a blowjob. I could still taste his cum and a few minutes later he was ready to go again.

When I went to the front of the truck to get a condom, I felt like someone was watching me. I didn’t see anyone, but with the light from the cab I had lost all of my night vision. I played it off as my imagination and went back to the back of the truck.

He had one of those rubber liners and since he had just cleaned it, I laid down on it. I gave him the condom and he put it on. A few more seconds and my legs were near my head, his cock deep inside of my pussy.

This is what I remembered. He fucked me hard. He was pounding my pussy and the truck literally started rocking. He had me breathing hard and moaning softly.

I don’t know how long he lasted, but it was a lot longer this time and I enjoyed every second, every thrust of it until he filled that condom up with his hot cum.

After he came, it was really quiet and all we could hear was the wind. I still felt like someone was watching us, but from the way his truck was parked we would’ve been able to see anyone. As we got dressed, I did take some long looks around but I didn’t see anyone. I did grab my mace and hold on to it, until we were safely back into the concrete jungle.

On a side note, I have a feeling, I’ll be seeing Tom again. He’s single right now and I know we both had a lot of fun.

If you haven’t figured it out my sex life has pretty much been dead on arrival for a while now. I haven’t been a very good slut that’s for sure. However, I made up for it all last night. The slut is definitely back.

I went to a keg party with a couple of my girl friends. When the kegs were kicked less than an hour and half later my friends were nowhere to be found but I had met a really cute guy named Devin. He invited me back to his friend’s house. He told me there was plenty of beer there and did I mention he was really hot - skinny, pale and very goth. He was definitely my type and there wasn’t anywhere else that I wanted to go.

It was probably a bad idea to jump into a crowded car with four guys I didn’t really know, where I didn’t know where I was going and no one knew where I was going either, but I’ve done crazier things.

The house was dirty and a huge mess. You could tell that a bunch of twenty-something guys lived there, but they did have cold beer. I took one than found a clean place to sit on the couch. For a while it was pretty tame, we watching some comedy movie that wasn’t that funny, however did I mention there was beer.

There was another girl there, I have no idea when she got there or when she left, but after she left I definitely noticed more of a sexual innuendo directed towards me. A lot of it was coming from things Devin was saying, but I could tell his friends were pretty horny too. Devin had been rubbing my bare leg, getting closer and closer to my thong, but so far it had been pretty boring. I was horny too.

When Devin asked if I wanted to go some place quieter, I smiled and said "yeah." I think his friends were kind of sad to see me leave the room, but they didn’t say anything. I went upstairs to some bedroom with Devin. The room was a mess, but the bed even the sheets were totally mismatching, they looked clean and after he threw some junk off the bed it was clear.

I laid down on the bed and pulled Devin on to the bed next to me. We started to kiss, he wasn’t the greatest kisser at all - but I just assumed it was the alcohol.

His hand went back to my legs. He started on my lower thighs, but soon he was feeling brave enough to be back near my thong. The room really started to get warm when he went from being innocent to really grabbed my ass. He groped it firmly and really turned me on. His hand’s next stop where between my legs. A couple of his fingers ventured underneath my thong and started to rub my pussy.

He was pretty sure I wasn’t going to stop him and he didn’t hold back anything now. He started to finger me. I closed my eyes as his fingers pushed into me. My hands made there way into his jeans. They were tight and a little difficult to get into, but it wasn’t long before one of my hands was inside his briefs, stroking his cock.

When he stopped fingering me, his hands refocused on my boobs. I moved the process along by taking off my shirt and then my bra for him. He was rough and I liked it. He bit on my boobs, he twisted them and squeezed the entire boob a lot.

I took his shirt off and even in the dim light I liked his skinny body. His jeans and underwear came completely off next. He was rock hard. I pulled off my thong. I unzipped my skirt and took it off. Then out of my awesome purse that looks like a bowling ball bag, I took out condoms. Even if I hadn’t gotten fucked for a while, I still carried them around. I ripped one off and ripped a condom out of the packaging. I grabbed hold of his dick and gently rolled the condom down the shaft of his cock. He was rock solid now and I was a little worried he would cum too quick.

I rolled on top of him and climbed aboard his cock. With one quick move I pushed myself on to his cock. I slowly rode his cock while we kissed. His hands played my boobs again. Well at first they did. Soon I was really riding his cock hard and he grabbed on to my waist.

Less than three hours after I had met him, I was already fucking him. The slut was starting to come back.

It turns out that I really didn’t have to worry about him cumming to quick. My legs got tired before he came. When I started to get tired, we flipped over so that he was on top. He pushed my legs way up on to his shoulders and then pushed his dick into me. There’s no other way to describe how he fucked me other than to say he pounded my cunt. He fucked me hard and didn’t stop until he came.

I was still laying on the bed, completely naked when the door opened. I tried to cover myself up with my arms, but it was pretty useless. One of the other guys, Keith came in. He was a little bit drunk and Devin laughed as he asked if I would fuck him too. He said that he was horny as hell, broke up with his girlfriend a few months ago and desperately needed to get laid. But what made me laugh was when he told me it was the least I could do since I had just fucked on his bed. I must give out this vibe that I’m easy and like to be gangbanged.

I looked at Devin, he didn’t say anything and by now now the friend had climbed on to the bed. I must have been drunk because I didn’t say no. He was a little on the "dirty" side, but he took off his short and he had muscles. Not the kind of muscles of a body builder, but more like the kind of guy who has to lift stuff for work.

Devin was near my bag and even though I hate people going through it, I let him take out another condom from the strip of condoms in there. He gave it Keith who’s shorts and boxers were now around his knees. He wasn’t very hard, but with a little help from me he was able to get the condom on.

I hate the taste of condoms, but there was no way he was going to be able to fuck me with his half hard cock. I had been sitting up and leaned towards Keith. I took the condom covered cock in my mouth and started to give him head. A couple minutes later he was ready for more. The slutty said of me had totally come out now.

I got on my hands and knees and had him fuck me doggy style. His technique wasn’t great, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it. I couldn’t resist Devin, he had been sitting, watching and I told him I wanted to suck his cock now. He got on to his knees in front of my face and stuffed my mouth with his cock. It’s my favorite position. I love being used like that.

I hadn’t heard/seen them come in but now all of the guys from downstairs where in the bedroom. Chris just watched for the time being, but a guy I’d probably never let touch me under normal circumstances, Mark started to place with my boobs.

I ended up on my back. My legs were spread and Keith was still fucking my pussy but now I was sucking two cocks. Devin was on one side, Mark on the other. I went back and forth, giving both cocks attention with my mouth. I felt like I was being used and I loved it. The slut was definitely back.

When Keith got close, I told him to take the condom off and cum on me. He did exactly what I asked, a few moments later I felt drops of cum hitting my stomach and wasit. I don’t know what it is about cum, but I love feeling it on my skin.

I invited Chris to fuck me next. He was a little hesitant, but I told him my cunt desperately need his cock in it. He slowly climbed up on to the bed between my legs. Keith called him a pussy, told him to get to work because something like this might never happen again.

I didn’t even think to tell him to put a condom on, I was a little preoccupied with the cocks in my face. Mark came first, he took aim at my face and covered the whole side with cum. I felt it everywhere from my forehead to my chin. Keith added to the facial a minute or so later. He covered the other side of my face. He got it in my eye, and then when I pushed his cock away, he finished the rest of his orgasm all over my boobs. I then sucked his cock clean. I love the taste of cum and his was really good tasting.

My mouth got a break, but my pussy was still getting fucked by Chris. He had started off timid, but was no fucking me the hardest of all of them. A few minutes later, he pulled out and shot his load all over my stomach, between my boobs and some even made it on to my neck. It was kind of funny because he thanked me.

Devin and Keith had left the room, but Mark was waiting for his turn to fuck me now. He picked up right where Chris had left off. He fucked me hard, but not with the skill of Devin or Chris. However, my pussy was so sensitive at this point that every thrust into me felt amazing.

Mark probably fucked me for the longest time. At one point, he slowed down like he was getting bored, but when he picked up a few seconds later, he fucked me harder than before. When I thought he would never cum, he took his cock out of my pussy. He forced it into my mouth and I sucked on it for a few seconds before he took it away from me. He added to the cum that was already drying on my face, hitting my cheeks and nose mostly. He told me that he had never given a facial before, but he was pretty proud that he had done two facials in one night.

I just laid there, I couldn’t believe what had happened, what I had just done, who I had just done. I felt dirty, but in such a good way.

My eyes were burning now, so I headed down the hallway until I found a bathroom. I could barely open my eyes because of all of the cum, but what I could see was that I looked like a mess. My makeup and especially my black eyeliner was a mess. I wiped all the cum off with a wash cloth, then took another look at my face. I almost looked innocent, I wondered for half a second about what kind of girl would get off on getting used like that.

I went back to the room. I found all my clothes then put them back on. I walked downstairs feeling like a cheap hooker.

None of the guys looked at me now, except Devin. He offered me a ride home. We really didn’t say much until we were parked out in front of my apartment. I jokingly told him that if he ever was horny and wanted to fuck to call me. I didn’t expect him to ask for my number, but he did and programmed it into his phone. Who knows if he’ll call me.

I was excited when I logged in, it said that I had 12 new comments. All of them were spam except one guy who just told me to email him. Just gave me his email address, didn’t say anything about him, etc. I’m going to have to pass for now…sorry.

I can’t believe it’s been over a month since the last time I posted. I may be the worst blogger ever. Anyways, an update on what’s going on in my life. I’m still single. I know it’s a shock. I had a couple of random, drunk hook ups but nothing even worth writing about.

However, summer is here and I hope things are going to start heating up. My sex life definitely needs something.

I’m in on a Friday night, that can’t be a good sign. I’m exhausted from this week - both mentally and physically. I was just going to curl up on the couch and watch bad television, but as I was checking my email I saw a message from one of my on again off again lovers. He said this video remind him of me and the time I gave him a blowjob in a hotel bathroom while about twenty of our friends were outside in the hotel room.

He said the video reminded him of how good of a cock sucker I was and that he wanted to see me soon. If I did live so far away from him I’d be there tonight, sucking on his hard cock.

Well boys and girls, I’m sorry it’s been so long since the last time that I updated my blog. My sex life has really been DOA. The boys that I’ve been running into just haven’t interested me and I’ve ended up satisfying myself with my dildo. However, that changed last night when I went to a goth concert.

It was at a nice small and very dirty bar, my favorite kind of venue. I really just went because some of my friends were going, I really didn’t like the bands playing. However, after a few drinks suddenly they all became amazing and all the boys became super cute. And I hate the word cute.

I almost literally ran into a guy I used to fool around with in school. I gave him a few blowjobs back then, but we never had sex. That was about to change. I was horny as fuck and my hormones were out of control especially after those beers.

We ended up making out right in the middle of the crowd and my hands may have slipped into his pants. He took them out, but he didn’t stop me when I lead him by the hand out of the club. I suppose we could’ve gone back to his place or mine, but we only made it as far as the alley way right behind the club. We were so close that I could still hear the music from inside.

He pinned me up against the wall and I pulled off my tiny black thong from under my schoolgirl skirt. Yes, I was looking like an undead school girl and with a few too many buttons undone on my shirt I looked fucking hot. He didn’t waste anytime unbuttoning my shirt some more so he could get to my boobs. He pulled them out of my bra and was rough with them, I loved it. He pulled on them, squeezed them and even bit them.

Our foreplay didn’t last long before he was unzipping his pants. He pulled out his hard cock and pushed it into me. It was cold outside but as he feverishly fucked me I started to sweat. I was moaning softly as he pumped into me.

He came in under a few minutes, filling me with his load of cum. I wouldn’t have minded if he lasted a few minutes longer but it was exactly what I needed.

Plus, the concert was ending so I had to go find my friends so I could get home. However, before we split, we did exchange cell phone numbers so hopefully I’ll be seeing him very soon.

Further proof that my sex life is deal on arrival. Tonight, I was supposed to have a little date with this cute goth guy I met the other day. Ok, not even a date it was supposed to be a booty call or whatever you want to call it. I had dropped a bunch of not so subtle hints that I was horny as hell and wanted to fuck. He seemed to be getting the hints and was totally into just being fuck buddies.

Earlier tonight, I get a text message. Not a call. Just a text, saying that couldn’t hang out tonight. Maybe another night. Yeah, he missed his chance. I was really looking forward to it too. I even have on my "fuck me panties." It’s a pair of black boyshort panties that literally say fuck me. If it wasn’t Tuesday night, I would go out looking for some guy that wasn’t busy tonight. However, I think going out on Tuesday night would be even more depressing.

I think I need to move to another area where there are more goth, alt or punk boys. It seems like I know them all around here. I’m getting desperate, even the jock guy at work is starting to look cute.

I don’t know. Thanks for letting me rant.

I’m killing some time before I go out tonight. I’m going out to a party with some of my friends. We’ll probably go out to some bars or goth/alt clubs after that. It’s going to be strange though. It’s the first time I’m going out since I became single again last week. I’m so used to going everywhere with the "ex" and now that he’s not there is kind of weird. But on so many levels it’s a good thing.

I’m definitely looking for a new guy tonight. Definitely not for a relationship though. Nothing longer than a fling, a one night stand would be perfect. I’m just looking to get fucked, treated dirty and used like a slut. My sex life with the ex was pretty good, but it was boring after a while. I need something tonight! I’m so horny and my dildo just isn’t going to get the job done tonight.

Anyways, wish me luck. I have to leave now, my friends just called to say they’re a minute away. See you soon, hopefully with a good fucking story.

What’s up perverts and phreaks. I’ve finally got a story to tell.

The show rocked. There had to be at least a couple thousand people packed into a tiny theater turned bar. It’s nice to see them finally starting to get a lot of people going to their shows. It was only like a year ago that they were playing like basement keg parties.

And it was cool because I knew a lot of people there. I ended up going back stage and hanging out with Vinny and the rest of the band before the show. I was definitely feeling buzzed before their set even started. They had way too much free beer and bottles of liquor. Vinny asked me if I was going to give him head again after the show. I told him only if they put on a good show.

They definitely put on a good show. I loved the crowd. Some of their songs are really punk influenced and there was a mosh pit going on. I love mosh pits - minus the punching and getting hurt part. But I love the running around, running into people, getting squished, getting groped. I know a lot of my girl friends won’t go into crowds like that for that reason. I kind of get turned on by strangers grabbing me.

After the show, I met them over at another bar. A few more shots, a few more beers. I was definitely feel nice. It got to the point where I was just holding my beer more than drinking it. I remember Vinny asking me and this other girl to flash him. I had never seen her before, but at this point we were best friends and we flashed him together. He asked us to kiss - we definitely did. I don’t remember much except the kiss lasted a lot longer than a normal kiss done a dare. And I remember he feeling me up. I’ve never been with another girl but it was pretty intense.

Somehow we lost the rest of his band. The three of us went out looking for an after party. I know downtown pretty good but the three of us were completely wasted. We probably could’ve just hoped in a cab because for once they seemed to be everywhere but that wouldn’t have been any fun. We never found the after party. Instead we ended up at my apartment somehow. I have no idea how. For some reason it seemed like a good idea to open a bottle of wine in case we weren’t drunk enough.

It was awkward for like a minute, I’m not used to another girl. It was like what do we do now. We all seemed pretty horny, but, I kind of wanted Vinny to myself but the three of us went back to my bedroom anyways.

We made out for a while, I definitely passed out a couple of times it was almost funny waking up because I remembered I was kissing somebody. And I say somebody because I made out with both of them. Definitely the first time I really ever made out with another girl. Again, I wish I could remember more of it.

Vinny asked if we’d give him head now. He had been asking the whole wandering around to my house. I didn’t answer with words. She pulled his pants and boxers off, I found his cock with my lips. Most of the time, I’m all about teasing but I went straight for his cock and proceeded to make it hard with my mouth. It took a lot of effort, he was pretty drunk but she was nice enough to take over for me so I could rest my jaw. I’ve never watched a blowjob so up close and personal before. It was definitely hot.

We finally took turns - she’d go down once, I’d go down. It wasn’t long after that he came. He wanted to give us both a facial but really he just got the cum all over my shirt. It was definitely one of those things that was funny at 3 in the morning. He put so much effort into, originally he was lying on his back with us kneeling over him on the bed. But when he got close, he demanded we stop and lay down on the bed. But before he could get into position he came.

She passed out, but I wanted to have sex with him. While she slept inches away, our clothes came off. It wasn’t even good sex. In fact it was pretty bad, drunk, sloppy sex.

After he came, we passed out. Him in between us girls, he must have thought he was the shit.

Have I mentioned how freakin horny I am. I really don’t masturbate often - there’s not much of a need when you’re getting fucked on a regular basis, but hasn’t been the case lately. There’s a sex shop not too far away from where I work. I’ve been in there twice, but the dirty old man that owns the place really creeps me out. It takes a lot to creep me out, so trust me this guy is strange. However, they’ve got a lot of fucking toys there. Sometimes, a girl has to suffer to get the pleasure she wants.

Anyways, I’ve got to do some fucking errands before the concert tonight. I talked to that drummer guy this afternoon. He’s putting me on the guest list which will be sweet. I’ll definitely pay him back for it. Gawd, I’m so horny. Can you tell?