Month: January 2023

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Handjob

A quick handy for a college guy

I didn’t have much to do until 1:00 when I was meeting a friend for lunch, and I had already made my way back home from the gym. I was incredibly horny, and I texted Alex before jumping in the shower. I took my time and washed my hair, shaved my legs, and when I got out, Alex had replied. I got super excited, thinking I’d swing by his place before lunch, but he was already at work. He was covering for a coworker. Well, that’s a bummer.

I went into my room and used my vibrator. I hadn’t used that one in a while, I had gotten used to using my clit sucker. I laid down on my bed, put some lube on it, and started by setting it on my clit, nearly motionless for a few minutes. Once that built up, I slid it down a bit, circling it around and then back up to my clit before using it to draw circles around for a bit.

I slowly slid it inside, and very slowly slid it in and out. I used my other hand and started swirling a finger around my clit while the vibrator was inside me, and holy shit, I unlocked a new degree of pleasure. It was then that I thought maybe I could use the clit sucker in tandem, so I grabbed it, used it to suck on my clit for a bit before turning the vibe back on. I slid that inside and I just let it sit there. I had so much pleasure I couldn’t even move. Luckily, the toys did all the work because I was frozen.

I started convulsing and finally pulled both toys away. All I can say is “wow” because it was an intense feeling, and for me to do it by myself was incredibly powerful.

I decided I’d go to the Starbucks just around the corner and sit there to read a book since I was out of coffee creamer.

I got to Starbucks, ordered my latte, and sat down. It wasn’t busy at all until I got into my book. I wasn’t paying any attention at all to my surroundings, when a guy came and asked if he could grab a seat across from me because it had filled up inside. I nodded, not giving him much attention. He sat down, grabbed his laptop and started typing away.

A few minutes later, he asked me what I was reading. Annoyed, I looked up and smiled and told him. He smiled and told me he had read the book a few months ago, and we started talking about it. It was a sequel to another book which I liked a lot more, and we talked about the prior book.

After a few minutes, he told me he needed to go so he could catch the bus to get to school. He had mentioned he went to college. The school actually wasn’t too far from lunch, so I offered to drive him. He was surprised and said he would take me up on it.

So we got in the car, and that’s when we formally introduced ourselves. His name was Ahmed, and I was absolutely blown away by his incredible eyes and smile.

The whole drive over we talked about books, and when we arrived, I pulled into a spot in front of the trees and parked. It was really nice to meet someone that shared my passion for reading, and I could tell he thought the same. He was going to school to get a degree to become a professor, which I thought was incredible. I mostly played along when he was talking about some of the books he likes, because I hadn’t even heard of most of them.

The topic shifted a bit to my likes and I had to admit that I actually like reading more erotica type books. He had a chuckle and I could tell I embarrassed him a little bit, but then he started digging about what I liked about them, and the topic quickly got to the smutty parts of the novels. I told him I like reading the passion and the sense of surprise, because I typically don’t have much of that. Usually my sex lacks a passion and typically things are planned out. Especially when I was married, it was “hey let’s have sex tomorrow.”

He told me he likes reading some of that stuff too, that’s more of the fun stuff between the real novels. He told me he actually likes reading short stories and he showed me a new app called Radish that he reads from. He said he doesn’t look at porn, so reading is basically his porn.

I asked him what his favorite story was, and he said he didn’t have a favorite, but he likes stories of all kinds. I asked him what the most recent one was, and he said it was actually about a couple having sex in a car. We then got to talking about that, I asked him if he’d ever had sex in a car before, and he laughed and said no. I told him I hadn’t either, but I had given a few bj’s in cars.

His face got bright red. This was the first time he stumbled for words, and all he could say was “that’s cool.”

I chuckled lightly, and asked “it’s cool?”

He awkwardly told me that yeah he thought it sounded cool. I told him it’s too bad we’re in such a public place, it would be fairly obvious if I were doing that to him. He was completely frozen and visibly embarrassed. He asked me to tell him about how they happened. I told him one story, about giving a guy a bj in the parking lot. He wanted all of the details, it was hot telling him and seeing him get visibly turned on. He asked me why I did it, and I told him I just like to make guys feel good. He asked me so many questions, and I didn’t spare any detail.

He told me that was so hot, and that he needed to get to class but he needed a minute because he couldn’t really stand up right now. I eyeballed down to his crotch, giving him the “is this why?” look and he nodded. Something about knowing with near certainty that I’m never going to see a guy again gives me an unbelievable level of confidence. I just said, “if you want to be a few minutes late to class, I’m sure I can take care of that for you.”

He mumbled out a wide eyed “really?!” and I told him to slide down his pants.

With the steering wheel and the center console, I couldn’t reach him for a blowjob, but a handjob was quite easy to reach. I just had to lean a bit. He slid his pants down and he was already, like he said, ready to go. I started by twisting my hand a bit around the top of his cock, then slid my way down to the base. I started picking up a little speed, knowing we didn’t have long I didn’t want to tease and delay him long.

He asked me if I would tell him another story about giving someone a blowjob. He asked me to tell him the last time, so I told him about how I had given my coworker a blowjob the other day. He really loved hearing about my blowjob stories. A few students walked in front of the car, they didn’t pay any attention to us, and he freaked out a bit, scared that we were going to get caught.

I told him to calm down, that nobody could tell what was happening, it just looks like we’re sitting in a car. He asked me if I had ever sucked two guys at the same time, and I lied and told him I had. He asked me to tell him about it, so I made something up about how I took turns sucking on them, and how they came at the same time. He asked me where they came, and I said, “in my mouth, of course.” This set him over the edge. He growled and came, squirting onto his pelvis and all over the back of my hand. I squeezed him a bit harder while slowly stroking him. He was out of breath and squirming. He grunted a few more times before opening his eyes again, giving me a “holy shit” with a smile.

He told me he couldn’t believe this happened. He thought he was going to catch the bus today and instead he got a handjob in a car on campus. He told me nobody was going to believe him, and I told him that maybe he should keep it to be our little secret.

He asked me if I had a napkin or a tissue or anything in my car, and I didn’t. I was wearing a sweater so I took it off and used the arm to wipe the cum off of him and then wiped it from my hand. It’s cold outside, but I still had my jacket and I’d be going inside a restaurant soon enough.

I told him he’d better run to class now, and he asked for my number. I told him this was just a one-time thing, that I wasn’t going to do that, and he smiled and shook his head, and said “god damn, this was hot.” He walked away as I backed off and drove to lunch.

I got there a few minutes before she did, so I ran in and used the restroom to wash my hands before lunch.

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Blowjob

I had a quick errand before work

I woke up around 8. For me, this is sleeping in. I grabbed my phone and Lewis had texted me that he made it home last night. Wow, I fell asleep before he even got home, or maybe I was just too preoccupied to hear my phone buzz. At any rate, I gave him the thumbs up and started thinking back to last night.

Lewis was incredibly attractive. He was my age, he was successful. He was what I would probably look for in a longer term partner, which is why when he replied back to me telling me he enjoyed last night and would love to do it again, that I ignored him. I know that I can latch on to people and I don’t want to put myself into a position where this might happen.

Nights like last night are also why I think I like giving blowjobs better than sex. With sex, I am less satisfied overall. I like being in full control and, just like last night, I wasn’t. Yeah, the sex was fine, but I would have enjoyed a BJ better. I’m in control. I know that I enjoy it. There aren’t many surprises.

I had to work at 10. I texted Alex and told him I could swing by before work if he wanted, knowing he also worked at 10. He immediately replied that I can come over whenever I’d like. I got excited, jumped into the shower and rinsed off, then got out and got ready. I didn’t get my hair wet, because if I do it takes an eternity to do, so I threw it in a messy bun and called it good.

I hopped in my car right about 9:00, got there by 9:10 and was walking in the front door just a minute later. He had texted me to just come in because he was going to take a quick shower so the door was unlocked. I walked in right as he opened the bathroom door with the towel around his waist. He smiled at me as I approached him in the short hallway between his bathroom and bedroom.

When I got in reach I grabbed his hand that was holding up his towel and pulled it off. It was still wrapped around his waist, but not very well. It started sliding a bit, so I helped it the rest of the way down. I pushed him against the wall, which was only a few inches, and then got down on my knees in front of him.

He was already as hard as a rock. I slid him in deeply and slowly, going all the way down before slowly sliding him out and stroking with my hand. Knowing I didn’t have all the time in the world, I went to what I know is quick – a medium steady pace, going about 2/3 of the way down.

This is his kryptonite, it made him moan almost instantly. I had only been sucking on him for 3-4 minutes and his legs started to quiver. I hadn’t ever played with his balls, and I have read that many guys like it, so I reached up with both hands, cupping them and giving them a gentle squeeze. He moaned again, and with that he came hard. He groaned while I sucked hard, and because I always like to make sure he’s all the way done, I slowly slid him out of my mouth.

As soon as he was all the way out, I stroked him slowly a few times just enjoying the last few moments, and not even thinking, and he let out just a small little squirt, but it was enough to shoot right onto my shirt on my left boob. I quickly jumped up and went into the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper, and wiped it off. I didn’t have a spare shirt with me for work. Luckily, it came all the way off and didn’t take any additional work to get rid of the evidence.

When I came back out, he had wrapped his towel around his hips. I told him I’d see him at work, he said the same. I love how casual we’ve made this!

I drove to work, clocked in, and did my shift. I only saw Alex once, and it was just in passing. We smiled and nodded at each other, and that’s about it.

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Sex

I hooked up with a customer

The day before, I had gotten a phone number from a customer named Lewis. Now keep in mind I work at a big box store, so it’s not like a customer is a huge deal or will ruin any sort of reputation. I described him as a sexy lumberjack with dark black hair and a scruffy, unshaven face in the post from the encounter the day before when we met. I had messaged him during work, but he was busy and we arranged for meeting for dinner. I got off my shift early enough to have plenty of time to prepare. I had considered swinging by Alex’s place on the way home and I almost took the turn to his place but then I stayed course to go home since I had already given one guy a BJ this morning (and 5 the night before) and who knew what would happen later tonight, if I played my cards right things could go well (spoiler – things went well) and 3 guys in a day just seemed like too much.

So I went home and grabbed a snack, did a bit of yoga and prepared. I headed to the restaurant and he was standing outside waiting for me. It was at a local place that’s about the equivalent of maybe slightly nicer than an Applebees, but I didn’t want anything nicer. He was dressed nicely for his typical attire, I would imagine. He was wearing jeans and a flannel tucked in, but he had on an old looking wool coat with leather elbow patches.

We were seated fairly quickly. The dinner crowd wasn’t too busy at 8. We had a great conversation about what we’re looking for in relationships. He’s ready to find new love and I’m not. He seemed disappointed but we kept the conversation going. He has been divorced twice. He blamed being a business owner (construction) on the demise of both of his relationships, but he’s getting ready to retire. I told him he didn’t look nearly old enough to retire. He’s 46, and he told me that he worked so many hours and built his company up so well that it’s like he worked two lifetimes. He didn’t think the business would sell to fully retire, but perhaps he could just get a part time job doing something he liked.

When the bill came, he took it and I told him that I’d like to pay for my own half. He refused and paid. We had each just had a drink through the meal, and I really did think we might be parting ways soon, so I decided to throw it out there that I would like to keep the night going. I asked him if he’d be interested in coming back to my apartment to have another drink, or maybe he’d like to show me his place?

He looked sort of shocked. He laughed and told me he liked the straight forward attitude and said he’d love to come to my place. He signed for the bill, we walked out, and I asked if he wanted to follow me or how we should do this. He told me he’d just leave his truck here. We got into my car and I drove us back. It wasn’t too far. We mostly talked about music. He and I both shared a love of classic rock like Tom Petty.

We got back to my apartment and I asked him if he wanted wine. He chuckled and told me he wasn’t much of a wine drinker, so I grabbed him a beer and poured myself some wine. I turned on some music and we sat and talked for a while on the couch.

I was expecting I’d have to make some sort of a move, when out of the blue he set his beer down and leaned in, kissing me. I kissed back, and leaned backward against his weight as he laid slightly on top of me. As we kissed, he slowly slid his hand up and cupped one of my breasts and started humping my leg slightly. I leaned over and set my glass down and then fully laid on the couch. We laid there for a few minutes, him feeling me up and humping me, before I asked if we should go into the bedroom.

He said yes, and we stood up. I grabbed his hand and walked him in. I stopped him at the side of the bed and pushed him back so he was sitting. Then, I slid my arms out of my dress one by one and let my dress fall to the floor. I was wearing a dark pink matching bra and panty set. I took a step forward and started unbuttoning his shirt and he slowly started caressing my ribs down past my hips.

Once I got the last button, I started pulling his shirt back, but since it was tucked in it was a bit of a struggle. He stood up and pulled it out then dropped it on the floor. He had a great body. He had a lot of dark hair and had well defined peck muscles. We kissed again and I started unbuckling his belt, then the button and zipper. I slid his pants down and he stepped out of them, then he reached in and grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me close.

We kissed a bit more (he really likes kissing) and unhooked my bra behind my back. I dropped it to the floor, and then he cupped my breasts with both hands and twisted his finger and thumb on my nipples a few times, which made them super hard. I reached down over his underwear, he was wearing tight black briefs, and he was hard. I slipped my hand inside and gave him a grab, then I used my other hand to start sliding them down.

I started stroking him while we kissed some more. I twisted him around a bit and sat him on the edge of the bed, and then I got down on the floor and started kissing the inside of his legs starting with his knees. I looked up at him, he was watching with a smile, and I put my lips around his cock, without looking away. He moaned and then said something like “it’s been a long time since anyone’s done that.”

I asked him if he wanted me to keep going and he said “hell yeah I do!” I smiled and went back to it. I decided to go slow and sensual, keeping eye contact with him until he closed his eyes, then I closed mine. I worked him up and down for a while and he was grunting a lot, which I quickly found to be his way of moaning. I was only a few minutes in when he asked me if I had any condoms. I really just wanted to finish him, I was into it and enjoying it, so I slid out and stroked him slowly and told him I did, but if he wanted I could keep going like this and finish him off.

He told me he would love to give me pleasure too, so he wanted to fuck me. I smiled and leaned over, grabbing a condom from my nightstand and handed it to him. I slipped off my underwear while he slid it on. He crawled the rest of the way onto the bed and laid down on his back with his head on my pillows. He asked if I’d get on top, and I agreed.

It had been absolutely ages since I’d had sex with me on top. I crawled on top and slid onto him easily. I get really wet when I give a blowjob. I almost had forgotten what to do here, but I just started moving my hips forward and back with a little bit of side to side. He had his eyes wide open, staring at my chest while I did this, and I reached down, grabbing his hands and pulling them up. He gave me a few squeezes and started grunting again before letting out a loud grunt. He came quickly. We were only a few minutes in. He made some more grunting noises and his abs were retracting in and out, he was suddenly very out of breath.

He opened his eyes and smiled, telling me that was incredible. He asked if I came and I told him yes, though I didn’t even come close. He got a huge smile on his face.

I slowly crawled off the top of him and reached down, sliding the condom off of him. I carried it into the bathroom, looking over my shoulder as I walked away to see him watching me leave. I dropped it in the trash and came back, he was holding himself. He told me that was a ton of fun and I said it was too.

I went and sat down next to him, then leaned over and grabbed his cock really lightly. I asked him if he had anything left in him for another round and he laughed and told me he hasn’t had that kind of energy in more than a decade. I laughed and let go of him.

He laid there for another minute or two and then stood up and started getting dressed. We went back into the living room and finished our drinks, chatting a little bit about my kids. He tried a few times to poke a bit about a second date, but I assured him I wasn’t interested in anything serious so he dropped it.

He called a taxi. It was sort of funny, because I’d been Ubering and he told me he was too old school for that. The cab arrived 15 minutes later, we hugged, and he left.

I went into my room immediately and grabbed my vibrator. He hadn’t really done much besides turn me on. He was incredibly attractive and I would have enjoyed finishing him off with a BJ more than the sex, but it was a good turn on. I used the vibrator and had an incredible orgasm, then called it a night.

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Blowjob

I made a guy cum 5 times in one night

It was Friday morning and I did the typical stuff. I dropped off the kids and went to work, I had planned on the gym afterward since I worked fairly early. It had been a few days since I had gotten together with anyone, and I really was thinking about the evening all day. I was daydreaming about what I could do to ensure tonight was a success. On one hand, I always have Alex if I need, but on the other, I had a few really good Tinder conversations going that I could explore.

It was right before lunch when an incredibly attractive guy came in. He looked like a sexy lumberjack, he had a flannel shirt on, tucked into his jeans. Dark black hair, scruffy face that hadn’t been shaved in a week, mid 40’s. He came up to me and started asking me questions and I was answering them, but it was hard.

He told me that he didn’t usually do this, but he gave me his phone number and said he’d love to meet up with me. I graciously took it and told him that I’d love to get together.

I was obsessed all of a sudden. I wanted to push him into the back room and suck his cock right there, but of course I just left that to my imagination. I went and had lunch and almost texted him immediately, but decided that would be a little too eager, the guy was still probably in the store.

Instead, I started replying to a few of the Tinder guys, then went back to work. At one point I snuck my phone out to text him, and a bit later he texted me back that he couldn’t meet tonight but would love to tomorrow. I got incredibly excited but also disappointed at the same time. I was excited for tomorrow, but what about tonight? My level of horny just hit an all time high.

Work ended and I went to the gym. I had a good workout, then went home. I showered and texted a few of my work friends to go out, but I didn’t end up with any luck. I guess I’m going to a bar alone tonight, because that’s a better chance than sitting at home. My few Tinder matches weren’t looking good for tonight.

I took an Uber to a random bar I’d never been to but had heard some of my coworkers talking about. I was absolutely the oldest person there when I got there, but I think I was the only one who noticed. I sat at the bar and ordered a drink. Very quickly, two younger women came and sat next to me, which was disappointing, I wanted a guy to talk to.

My plan was to pretend I got stood up. It worked for me last time, and it made me not quite seem like a huge loser going to a bar all by myself. The ladies got up and left, and then a guy sat down that I was really not interested in. He made a few passes at me and I told him that my date should be here any minute. He was being pushy and asked if he could stay until my date showed up.

I kind of awkwardly avoided the question. A guy came up to the other side of me and I turned to him and said, “I need you to pretend to be my date, this guy is creeping me out.”

He didn’t hesitate. He said, “I can do that for you.” I mouthed ‘thank you’ to him and jumped up and hugged him. I turned to the other guy and told him my date’s here and he got up and walked away.

I looked at my new “date” and he was actually really good looking. He looked like Clark Kent – he had thick black glasses and his hair was combed over to the side the same way. He was tall and slender though.

I told him thanks so much for saving me, and he told me it was no problem. He asked me where my real date was, and I told him that the jerk never showed up so I was about to leave. He invited me to come sit with his friends at a booth, and I agreed.

We chatted for a while, at first it started with them just interrogating me, but then eventually there were side conversations and I got to chatting with Adam, my rescuer. He and I went over and played darts together, which was a really fun and flirty way to get to know each other.

During our competition, we decided to go back to his place to get to know each other a little better. He was walking distance, so we walked to his place. His roommate wasn’t there so we had the place to ourselves. Once we got there, he got us both a drink and we sat at the dining table drinking and talking. He was shocked to hear that I was 40, and I was shocked that he was only 25. I guess neither of us look our age.

I asked him pretty bluntly what his favorite thing about sex was, and he told me he was very inexperienced so he wasn’t really sure. He was really open and honest with me. He had one girlfriend for a few months that he had sex with a few times before they broke up, and he had a one night stand last year. He’s never had sex without a condom and he’d gotten a blowjob once and loved it.

Something about him telling me about his experiences really got me going. Maybe it was his lack of experiences or maybe it was thinking about him, I don’t know, but something hit me, and it hit me hard. I told him that I’m glad he loved his blowjob, because he’s about to get another that’s going to put the first one he got to shame.

The look on his face as a reaction was priceless. “I am?”

I chuckled and said something like “you are, right now. I mean if you want one, which I hope you do.”

He shook his head and said he does want one with big bright eyes. I smiled and walked around the side of the table he was on. I reached my hand out and he took it, and I lead him over to his couch and stopped. He asked if I want him here, and I told him I want him anywhere, and asked if this would work.

He said yes and then asked if he should sit or what. I smiled at him and told him he should probably take off his pants and then he can either stand or sit, it’s up to him, whatever makes him more comfortable.

He slid his pants down and he was pitching the hardest tent in his boxer briefs ever. I pointed and said “those too” and he very hesitantly pulled them down, he was very nervous. I got down on my knees and then he said maybe he’d be more comfortable sitting. I told him that was fine, so he sat on the couch.

I adjusted myself and then reached up, grabbing his cock with my hand and slowly kissed the inside of his inner thigh in a trail up between his legs. I kissed up his shaft on both sides, and I breathed really heavily on his cock, I could tell he liked the feeling of the cool air on the moisture from my kisses.

I quickly took him all the way in, taking him as deep as I could. He let out a deep breath and a slight moan, and I slowly pulled out. I looked up at him, he was watching me with his eyes wide open. I smiled at him and went back down, this time giving him a few good sucks at a medium pace. I pulled him back out and asked if he liked it faster or slower. He told me he had no idea but he just was enjoying whatever I’m doing. I told him that was what I liked to hear, and went back to my medium pace, and focused on smaller strokes at the upper-middle end of his cock.

His cock started pulsing and I wasn’t quite ready to be done. I slowed down a bit and he let out a loud moan and his legs started squirming. I could tell he was enjoying this beyond anything he’d ever experienced. He laid his head back on the couch and his legs started trembling a bit, so I slowed down even further for a few minutes. His moans and slightly wiggling hips were all I needed in order to get turned on to the max.

I went all the way deep, picking up my speed to a pretty fast rate and he squeezed his legs in a bit. I was playing with his balls with one hand and I felt them contract over and over, I gave them a decent squeeze and then I gave him one more suck, as hard as I could like I was sucking a milkshake through a straw, and he let out a trembling moan and came. I kept sucking, swallowing as quickly as I could and he started panting hard with moans in between.

I slowed my pace to a crawl, giving his pulsing cock a break, slowly letting him slide out of my mouth. I rested my face on the inside of his knee and he lifted his head back up, looking down at me and told me that was the best feeling he’s ever had in his life. He asked if that’s what orgasms are supposed to feel like, because he’d never experienced anything like that before.

I told him I knew I’d put his first one to shame, and he laughed, and said I absolutely did. Then he asked if we could do that again, and I said “sure” and leaned forward. I grabbed his cock with my hand and then sucked him in with my lips, and after a few motions up and down he started panting hard and said “maybe we should give this a half hour or so?”

I pulled back out and set my head back on his inner knee, and I played a little bit with his limp cock and he told me he was just joking about doing it again. I told him I knew he was joking, but I wasn’t. I said “Hey Siri, set a 30 minute timer” to the watch on the same hand that was holding him, then I got up and then sat down next to him. He got up, put his clothes back on and we started a movie.

I wasn’t paying much attention to the movie. I was anticipating the timer going off, I thought it was going to be a ton of fun. I had it all planned out for when the timer went off. It seemed like it took an eternity. I checked my watch every few minutes, and then the last ten minutes sort of went by quickly.

My watch buzzed and beeped, and without hesitation I moved down onto the floor on my knees. I started moving my hands up his inner legs, I really wasn’t sure if he was going to think this was funny or sexy. I was ready to play it off like a joke if he wasn’t ready, but as soon as I did this, he grabbed the remote and paused the movie, looked down at me with a smile on his face.

I really was sort of joking around, I didn’t think he’d want to, but he just said “I’m kind of embarrassed, I’m not hard yet.”

I gave him a chuckle and told him good, that’s my job. He lifted his ass off the seat and pulled his pants and underwear down in one motion, and then I helped him pull them the rest of the way off.

I went in, took him into my mouth and he got hard pretty quickly. I skipped the kisses and just went straight into sucking him fairly hard with a constant motion. He was moaning quite a lot, his breathing was deep, and he was getting close. He started moaning a lot longer, almost just constantly making noise, and his cock started pulsing, so I knew he was really close. I took him deep, he came and then I slid back off slowly.

I lightly played with him and he told me again, that was insane. He said it felt just as good as the first one, and said “now I absolutely need another one!”

I smiled at him and asked him, “really? Another 30 minutes?” He chuckled and told me he was totally kidding. I told him he better be ready in 30 minutes and he said maybe an hour. I asked if we could try again once the movie was over and he said yes. I told him maybe he should put on some sweatpants or shorts to make it easier than his jeans, so he went and changed.

Fast forward to the end of the movie, as soon as the credits started rolling, I grabbed him through his sweatpants. I just said “ready?” and he said he would be if maybe I didn’t have a shirt on. I laughed and said “oh really, that’s gonna do it?” and he said yes. So, I took my shirt and bra off, and asked him if he wanted to stick to the couch or do it somewhere else. He said he’d like to try it standing this time, and I said that sounded good.

He stood up and I didn’t let him get his balance before I started pulling his basketball shorts down. He started getting pretty hard before I could even grab him. I played with his cock for a few seconds before pulling him into my mouth. This time, I focused mostly on the side to side motion, going a lot slower. He seemed to like this one as well.

I felt him start to pulse a bit and he started swaying a bit like he was going to fall over. His legs started shaking and he came, and I was shocked that his third time he had every bit as much as the first two. Some of it got on my cheek, he had wriggled quite a lot and I was sucking on his tip and he pulled out. I didn’t love it, but I didn’t care. I mostly like just swallowing it – it’s not about where it ends up, it’s just about the pulsing of their cock, the moaning, the pleasure that they emit, that’s what I enjoy.

I went into the bathroom and cleaned up, and when I came back, he was sitting on the couch smiling. I looked around and didn’t see my shirt or bra and I asked him what was going on. He got a shitty grin on his face and he told me that he hid them and would give them back when I was ready to leave, so if I was ready to leave I could have them back. I asked him if he had one more round in him and he said maybe after another hour. I looked at my watch. It was already late, but I had never thought a guy could get off four times in a night, so it was more of a challenge at this point and totally worth staying up for.

I asked him what the plan was then, and he asked about another movie. I agreed, but told him my boobs were off limits until 10 minutes before round 4. He agreed. We sat there on the couch and I kept teasing him. I would lean my back against him and grab his hand and put it on my ribs, my stomach, up on my shoulder.

About 45 minutes into the movie, he told me he’d like to play with my boobs. I told him he had 10 minutes, and he didn’t waste a second. He started groping me, playing with my nipples, and genuinely enjoying playing with my boobs. It was fun. The ten minutes were up and I asked him if he wanted to stand or sit. He wanted to sit, told me he almost lost his balance last time.

He stripped down and this time I made him take his shirt off so he was completely naked. He told me it wasn’t fair that he was naked and I wasn’t. I glared at him with a “not fair?” kind of look and he laughed and said it was a joke.

I slid off my pants so I was just standing in my underwear, it wasn’t quite a thong but pretty close. I pushed him down and went in for round four. This time, it took him a while to cum. I had to keep the motion almost like a clock, the most consistent and steady rhythm. But, just like before, he came just as much. This time I was more prepared and was sucking him deeper when he came, so there was no mess on my face.

Once I was done, I asked him how it felt and he said it was insane, each one of them feels just as good. He called me a goddess and I gave him a little bow, and then afterward I felt like a complete idiot. We both had a good laugh.

He grabbed his underwear to put them on, and I told him he might as well just leave them off, because he knows we’re going to do this again after the movie’s over. He was like, “you want me to watch the rest of the movie naked? Not unless you do!”

I dropped my panties on the floor and told him deal, but I get to play with his cock during the movie if I want to. He told me deal if he can return the favor and I said I didn’t want that, but he could play with my boobs as much as he wanted.

So we spent the next 45 minutes to an hour finishing the movie playing with each other. After the movie ended, I played with him a lot and he was as hard as a rock. I asked him if he thought a fifth time was possible and he said he felt fine, so probably but I didn’t have to. He wanted to try it laying down, so we walked into his room and I climbed on top of him in a 69 position and told him no touching. I figured a view might help him finish, since he’d already came 4 times.

He agreed and he stayed true for the most part. He touched my butt cheeks which was fine with me, and he felt my boobs most of the time. A few times I could tell he pulled my cheeks apart which made me a little self conscious but he stayed every bit as hard so I’m thinking he enjoyed the view.

This time when he came, my lips were just on his head, so gravity kind of just poured it down his cock. I kept sucking and swallowing a little at a time, making sure he felt every bit as good. The quivers and trembles of his entire body was intense.

I crawled off and sat between his legs, stroking his cock slowly and asked him if it felt good too, he assured me that literally every single one of them was just as good as the last. He practically begged me to do stuff to me, but I was so tired, I hadn’t stayed up this late in like 20 years. He asked me to sleep over and since it was so late, I agreed.

We fell asleep pretty much instantly.

I woke the next morning a horny, crazy mess. I couldn’t believe the night before. His hand was basically inside my butt crack, and I rolled over and he was hard as a rock with his morning wood. I looked at my phone and saw that I didn’t have much time, so I knew I had to leave. My rolling over to get my phone had woken Adam up, and he greeted me with a smile. He asked if I slept well and I said I slept okay. He told me he slept better than he ever had, and it was because he felt a bit lighter.

I didn’t even ask, I just crawled up on top of him and then started working my way down his chest. He begged me to let him do something to me instead, but I laid down on his bed on my stomach, between his legs and sucked him one last time before I left without acknowledging his request. Before I did, I told him he had to be fast because I had an hour before work and I still had to get home to change.

This time he came much faster, just like the first time I had last night. I quickly put my pants on while he went and found my hidden shirt and bra, he told me how incredible it was and I was on cloud nine. I got in the Uber and got home, changed my shirt and got in the car and ended up being late to work, but it was well worth it.

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I added a guy to my grocery order

I dropped the kids off and went to the gym. Pretty typical morning. I showered and got ready and went to the grocery store on my way home. I didn’t have to work and I wanted to make a nice dinner with the kids helping, so I got the ingredients for a pretty basic pasta dish so that they would be willing to help.

I was grabbing a loaf of bread from the bakery section, and I saw an incredibly handsome man. He was probably my age, maybe a year or two older with slightly greying hair, total dad bod, and his face was incredibly handsome. I don’t know what it was specifically, but I just was drawn to him.

I walked right up next to him and grabbed a bag of bagels. I wasn’t even planning on getting them, but I just needed an excuse to get his attention.

I set the bagels back and then asked him if he would mind grabbing me the one from the top shelf. He grabbed it and handed it to me, smiled and nodded.

I smiled back and bit my lip. I walked over to the closest aisle, hoping he would follow me. He did. He came right up next to me, and asked if I had ever tried this coffee blend before. I told him no, but it looked good. He made a cheesy joke about bumping into me again. I told him it was my lucky day then, and I hope it happens again.

I walked over another aisle and then he came there too. “Okay now it’s my lucky day” he said with a smile.

I chuckled flirty and asked what we should do about that. He suggested we grab a coffee and introduced himself as Michael. I said that sounded nice.

We both checked out and then we met there a few minutes later. It was just a block away. He got there first, he only had a few items and I had a cart full. He had my coffee waiting when I got there (he had asked what I like).

We had a great conversation getting to know each other, and after some time I knew I needed to shift to his goals, because this was starting to sound like a guy with longer term plans.

I was pretty blunt, again the new me is more direct. I asked what it is he’s after with taking me for a coffee date. He was generic and told me just to get to know me a bit.

I didn’t really get the answer I was after. I dug a little and eventually got to his recent divorce. He had kids, got divorced two years ago, and is ready to move on with his life and start a new one.

He asked me my story, and I decided to be brutally honest. I told him I’m newly divorced, that I’m not looking for anything remotely serious, and that for the first time, I’m being who I missed in my 20’s.

He chuckled and told me he went through that phase, only it ended quickly as he was getting shot down. He said he hoped I had better luck than he did, but he was sure I had no problems.

I asked him what he had wished had happened and what went wrong. He told me that as soon as he got the divorce, he was so happy, the thought he was just going to run around and fuck every hot woman he saw, but that wasn’t his luck. After he got shot down his self esteem just disappeared, and he’s just accepted the fact that he is a relationship guy, and not a hookup guy.

I told him it’s too bad he’s not a hookup guy, because that’s kinda what I’m looking for right now. I stopped and just waited.

He smiled and asked, “should I be a hookup guy instead?”

I told him that if he was a hookup guy instead, that I’d try pretty hard to leave this coffee shop with him, but it’s too bad he isn’t, and gave him a wink.

He is witty. He said something like “in a crazy turn of events, the man you have spent the last hour getting to know and love is no longer available. Instead, I’d like to introduce you to the new, totally real and confident me named Mike, that would like to invite you back to my place.”

I smiled at him and told him that if he had that level of confidence two years ago, he wouldn’t have had any issues. I said I’d love to go back to his place.

We walked out and he asked if I wanted to get in his car or follow him back or what. I told him we could leave my car here as long as he dropped me back off later, and he said that sounded great. Luckily it’s a super cold day out, because I had some refrigerated items, but I know they’ll be okay all day in this cold.

He lived just a few minutes away. I had assumed as much, since he was at the local grocery store like I was. People usually don’t drive too far for that. During the trip, he basically just told me not to expect much from his place, that it was a mess, etc.

We pulled in the driveway to his house. I thought it was cute. We went inside and it wasn’t really messy at all. The sink had some dishes in it, and it didn’t look like a magazine or anything, but it was cleaner than a lot of places I’ve been to. He took our coats and dropped them on the chair next to the couch.

He asked me if I wanted anything to drink, and I told him I was good after my coffee. He walked up to me and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and neck and kissed back. His hands went immediately to my ass, and he pulled me in tighter.

I grabbed his shirt at the bottom and started pulling it over his head, and he helped take it the rest of the way. His chest wasn’t as hairy as I expected it to be, because he had a very short but thick beard and his arms were pretty hairy. I was wearing a shirt with buttons, so he traced my neck with his finger, down my chest to the top button and then started unbuttoning one at a time. I stood there watching him while he unbuttoned them all. Once the last one was unbuttoned, I let it slide to the floor.

He pulled me in tight again, grabbing my ass while we kissed again, and I pushed him down onto the couch. I unhooked my bra, it clasped in the front, and let that slide down to the floor. I climbed onto his lap, squeezing them as together as tight as I could get them and putting them in his face. He kissed between them a few times, and then moved over to kissing one of my nipples before looking up and kissing my mouth again.

I started grinding on his lap a little, just moving my hips back and forth a little bit while he continued to lick my nipples. I could feel his cock getting hard in his pants, and I reached down between our legs and started stroking it a bit over the fabric.

After a few moments, I backed off and started unbuckling his belt. I pulled it all the way off, then started on his pants. He stood up and took his pants off, his erection holding up his underwear. I grabbed it, gave him a “yum” moan (I don’t know how to describe it besides a quick ‘mmm’).

He told me it was my turn and pointed to the pants. I unbuttoned them, pushed him back down to the couch and turned around, I slowly slid them off moving my hips from side to side in as sexy a way as I could. He smiled and watched me, as I peeked over my shoulder to see his reaction. I then slid my thong off in the same way, wiggling my hips slowly. I bent over just slightly as I dropped them to the ground, sticking my ass toward him while my hips stuck back before turning around and climbing on top of him.

His hard cock was under the thin fabric of his boxer briefs and I pressed my crotch against it hard. I moved my hips a bit, dry humping him like I haven’t done since I was 19 years old. He started moaning, and I did too, and I started moving back and forth a little faster. The friction of the cloth on my clit felt great at first, but then quickly became uncomfortable, and then it bordered on downright painful so I backed up and slid off his underwear.

The fabric had absorbed way too much of my wetness, there was a big spot on the front of his underwear making the black even darker. I wasn’t quite wet enough to slide him in after that, and my purse with a condom on it was across the room. I sat down on his lap, facing away from him. His cock was lining my butt crack and I pushed back into him and wiggled my hips a little bit more. I didn’t do that long before I turned around and got down onto my knees and leaned forward, taking him quickly all the way into my mouth.

He moaned and immediately put his hand on the side of my head, underneath my hair. I thought he was going to push, and if he had, I would have smacked him and left, but he put no weight on it. I continued sucking slowly and deeply, licking the tip and then going all the way down. I moaned loudly, and this turned me on so much I could feel myself starting to get really wet. I wanted to sit on him again, I wanted to let him slide into me, but I didn’t want to take the time to walk across the room, fish for a condom and all that.

I kept sucking on him for a bit longer. I could read that he liked things a little slower than many guys, so I kept the longer, slower pace. He didn’t go as wild for the head turning while on his tip as many guys either, so I kept the rhythm steady. I started fingering my clit slowly, pretty much at the same pace as my motions on him, and this felt wildly good. It wasn’t but a few minutes of this and I no longer had a desire for sex.

Pretty much as I realized that, he told me he was getting close and asked if I wanted to switch things up. I looked up at him and told him if he wants to fuck me he can, but that I am really enjoying sucking his cock and I would prefer to finish him this way. I told him the choice is his.

I went back to the rhythm again and a few moments later I came back up. I asked him between kisses of his cock “are…you…going…to…cum…or…fuck…me…?”

He asked me if I really did want to and I said I absolutely did. He said he hasn’t cum from a blowjob in 10 years, so I told him today’s the day and I went back and didn’t let go. I started sucking and he started moaning loud. Knowing he was about to cum, I started swirling my finger on my clit faster, I needed to get off because I didn’t want to be left hanging.

He burst into my mouth and the moment I felt the first pulse set me over the edge. I came hard and I sucked even harder. He grunted and thrust upward just a bit. I backed my head off to swallow and look at him and grabbed him. I stroked him with one hand while still going faster with my other. I had one long orgasm, or maybe a series of short ones, and I went back down as he came just a little more. I had to pull away my hand from myself, I couldn’t take it any more. I put my hands on his thighs and sped up, sucking as hard and as fast as I could. He started moaning louder and then he came a bit more.

I laid my head on his inner leg and slowly played with his cock as it lost a little big of its firmness. I always love watching it get softer after a really great orgasm, it gives me such an incredible feeling. I know that playing with it will keep it harder, or basically just slow down the loss of his erection, but I love it. I continued to lightly and slowly play with him until he was completely limp. We didn’t say a word.

He was gazing at my face and I looked up and smiled. He reached down and wiped my cheek with his thumb and wiped it on his leg. Apparently there was a drop of cum on it, which must have happened when it was out of my mouth.

He told me it was incredible, and I told him I had a pretty substantial orgasm as well. He asked me if he could return the favor for me and I told him that I couldn’t handle anything else, I really got off, and he enjoyed hearing that.

I stood up and grabbed my clothes. I slid my underwear on while he sat there and he laughed, said he didn’t know if it was safe for him to stand up for a few minutes. I laughed and told him to take his time. I continued dressing then went to the bathroom and made sure I was presentable. My hair wasn’t bad, he had gone underneath everything. I went back out as he was finishing getting dressed.

We did the awkward pleasantries thing where he said we could do this any time and I said maybe. I told him it was fun, he told me it was fun, etc.

He drove me back to the coffee shop, I got in my car and went home. The groceries were fine, in case you wondered.

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The most boring blowjob story ever

This might be the most boring story I have written, but for me, the situation was every bit as exciting as any of the rest of them. I love doing these things, and they don’t have to be super exciting or dangerous or taboo, they can just be a blowjob.

And that’s what this one is.

I went to the gym, I didn’t have to get to work until noon. I worked out hard, which made me finish a bit sooner than I had allotted for. I was just too exhausted to keep working out, so I went in and showered and got ready for work.

By the time I was done, it was 10:45. I went out to my car and thought about just heading straight to work and reading a book in the parking lot. But, I was still just reeling from the events over the weekend, and the more I thought about it, the hornier I got.

I shot Alex a text, “want a blowjob?” I waited a few minutes and got an enthusiastic response, “you know I always do.” To add just a little mystery I started typing and then deleted it, and left my screen on and tapped every once in a while while I drove over there. I thought maybe he would think I was typing a novel.

I parked, walked up the stairs, and opened the door. I figured we were past knocking at this point.

I was right. He was staring at his phone. He looked startled as I opened the door and it made me laugh. He sat his phone down and asked why I laughed and I just told him never mind.

At this point, he’s done fighting anything. He just asks, “where do you want me?”

I looked around for a minute, thinking. “Chair,” I pointed.

He walked over and stood in front of it. He was wearing gym shorts and I yanked them down along with his boxers, then pushed him backwards so he fell down.

I got down on my knees and helped his feet out of his shorts, and then I leaned down and slid his already very hard cock into my mouth. I sucked for just a few seconds and then recalled he said he never gets to touch me, so I thought I would give him a little treat.

I let him slowly slide out of my mouth, probably taking a good 30 seconds, and then I leaned back, taking off my shirt. I unclamped my bra and dropped it on the floor. He had the deer-in-headlights look.

I grabbed his hand and pressed it on my boob and he squeezed gently. I stood up, breaking his grip and then sat down on his leg, and he reached right back up and grabbed my boob again. I reached down and started stroking him slowly. I swear he was harder than ever.

I told him to move to the couch and lay down. He did as instructed. I got down on my knees on the floor, sideways to him, and grabbed his hand again, sticking it to my chest. He twirled my nipple around a bit but mostly just squeezed. Honestly I didn’t enjoy the feeling but it wasn’t painful or anything, but he sure enjoyed it.

He came fast. Faster than usual. I think the combination of squeezing my boob and me getting used to understanding what pace and how hard to suck just set him over the edge.

I think my favorite thing about sucking him is the noises he makes while cumming.

After he was done, I slowly slid him out of my mouth again, and I shuffled over a little bit so my boobs were at his face. He turned and I let him lick my nipples a few times while I played with his cock a little for some torture.

I told him he had one minute, and I sat there letting him lick me. He went back and forth a few times. I gave him a few hard squeezes and told him time was up, and I stood up and grabbed my clothes. He laid there on the couch watching me dress.

He told me I’m too good to him. I told him to shut his mouth if he ever wants another blowjob.

I told him goodbye and went to work.

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I told a Tinder Match to Come Over For A Quick Handjob

I slept in until about 10:30. This was completely out of character for me. I’m usually a 6:30am weekday and 8 at the latest weekend type of person. At this point, it’s pretty obvious that yesterday’s late night pass out was in fact, a pass out. The good news is that I wasn’t hung over.

I looked down and saw I was only wearing a shirt. I chuckled a bit, my clit sucker was laying just to the side, and my phone was face down on the floor. I crawled over and picked it up, saw a message from the friend from yesterday and had a few Tinder alerts.

My friend asked how the Tinder date went. I didn’t lie to her, I told her that he was a no-show, but let’s just say I didn’t elaborate at all with what actually happened.

I switched over to Tinder, and jackass from last night had replied. He apologized and said something came up. Fuck that guy, I blocked him. Another was a conversation I had with a match, that had been on and off for a few weeks, his name was Gabe. From the looks of his Tinder pictures, he was a taller Asian guy with really good looks, dressed well, and either had money or the illusion of it. I don’t care about that last part obviously, I’m just painting the picture.

Well, we had gotten to the point where we were talking about actually meeting up, and I had asked him if he had gotten tested for anything recently. That was when he had gone silent a few days ago, and he replied back late last night that he had not been tested recently, it had been like 3 years but would still love to get together.

I really don’t like Tinder hookups not being tested. I feel like it just carries a bigger risk than I want to take. But after being so promiscuous over the last few days, I really just wanted to do more. I replied to him while slowly fingering my clit, and decided that being up front was my new thing.

I told him that if he wanted to come over right now, I’d give him a handjob, but that’s it. He pushed back a little bit. He said “not even a blowjob?” And I told him no, not even a blowjob, and said never mind, the offer is off the table.

He back tracked and apologized. He said he’d get in his car right now. I told him my address and said nothing but a handjob, and he said he was good for that. He said he’d be there in 20 minutes.

I started fingering myself harder, thinking about the last few days, then I reached over and grabbed my toy, using it on myself. I was almost to orgasm, merely seconds away, when there was a knock on the door. I got pissed and flipped it off and tossed it across the room. Luckily it didn’t break.

I ran over to the door and cracked it open, peeking out the door. He was just as attractive as his photo, and I told him I wasn’t wearing anything on the bottom and he needed to wait a minute while I threw something on. He said he wouldn’t mind just letting him in this way and got a big smile on his face. I thought about it for a second and decided screw it, and opened the door all the way and told him to come in.

He walked in and didn’t look at the apartment at all. He just looked at me and said something like “fuck, you’re hot” and I remember getting a rush downstairs. I repeated my last message to him, “just a handjob though” and he agreed and asked what we do next.

I told him to go to my room, and he did. I followed him, hopped on the bed with my back on toward my headboard and lied against a mountain of pillows, and told him to take off his clothes and lay on the bed, patting it right in front of me.

He did as instructed, putting his legs to my sides, but his feet touching the headboard meant I couldn’t reach him. I told him to scoot closer, so he bent his knees and got as close as he could. His cock was almost all the way hard, and it was just an inch or two from my clit. I had my legs between his feet and his ass laying flat on the bed, and I reached down and gave him a squeeze. I squeezed a few times, pretty hard, which got him all the way hard.

I started stroking him, and he asked for a pillow so he could watch. I didn’t have any issues with that, and I tossed him one. He propped up his head and smiled, and I stroked him slowly. We started talking a bit more while doing this. I asked him how he liked it, and he said that he like it a little faster, so I picked up the pace.

“Like that?” He nodded and smiled.

After a few minutes, he asked if I had any lube or anything, because he liked that better. I let go of him, leaned over breaking our pretzel pose and opened the nightstand drawer. I squirted some coconut oil in my hand that I had in there for this very occasion, and got back into position. I rubbed it all over his cock and went right back to the pace.

“This better?” He enthusiastically nodded and told me it absolutely was. I continued stroking him for a bit, and he propped up onto his elbows, watching everything below. He asked if it was okay for him to watch like this, because he liked being able to see me too. I told him it was fine as long as it helped.

I asked if I could pick up the pace a bit, and he told me just a little bit, he liked it how I was doing it. I kept it the same, maybe a bit more speed, and I reached down and started playing with my clit with my other hand. He leaned his head to the side to see a little better and started moaning loudly.

I swirled on my clit a bit faster, and then I started moaning. I picked up the pace on both of us, and we both started moaning louder. I was really enjoying pleasuring both of us together.

He came just a second later, squirting straight up in the air, landing right on his stomach.

I pointed it up and continued stroking slowly, making sure to keep going until he stopped. I reached up and scooped some of his cum off his belly and then grabbed his cock again, using it to make his cock even more slippery. I stroked it a few more times and he started moaning.

His cock started getting softer, and I asked him if he wanted me to stop. He told me no, and I kept going. He started getting hard again and I thought he was going to cum, he was breathing like he ran a marathon, but then he started getting soft again.

I asked him again if he wanted me to stop, and he begged me not to. Like, actually begged, saying “please don’t stop!”

He then came, he was only about half way hard, but he came. This time, I had him pointing toward me and he came just below my stomach, right on my pubic area. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to make him almost cry. I asked if it felt good, and he was panting, saying yes.

I let him go, and he laid there with his legs bent but spread, his cock pointing to the side completely limp, and his cum on both of us. I was absolutely, mind numbingly horny at this point, I didn’t orgasm before he arrived, and then I was pretty close when he came as well, but I stopped to focus on him so I had gotten way too close twice this morning.

I reached down and started swirling on my clit again, I was already so close that I knew I could make it happen quickly. I reached down and grabbed his cock. I didn’t do anything but squeeze, and he started moaning again. I moaned, and my orgasm erupted, which is wonderful because I rarely orgasm without a toy. I kept swirling around for a few more moments while enjoying the sensations of my orgasm coming to an end, and I looked down to see him watching me with a smile.

He started laughing, and I asked him why. He told me he doesn’t know if he ever wants a blowjob again if handjobs feel this good. I reached down and stroked him a few more times and he closed his legs and scooted away, straightening them out and mentioning that his legs were starting to cramp up.

He asked me where the bathroom was, and I told him it was out to the left, and he walked out to clean up. I asked him to bring me back the hand towel, and when he returned he tossed it to me, so I started wiping up as he got dressed.

He looked at me and told me “that wasn’t JUST a handjob.” I asked him what he meant and he said it was the best handjob that’s ever happened. I smiled and told him I had fun, but that I needed to go pick up my kids, which was a lie but I didn’t know what else to do or say.

He thanked me and told me it was amazing and that any time I wanted to reach out that he’d drop whatever he was doing and come over. I told him that we’d have to see. He left, and I contemplated using the clit sucker again. I walked over to the floor and picked it up and checked it out but ultimately just decided to get in the shower.

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Gave a car BJ in the Bar Parking Lot

I had woken up super horny. I was absolutely exhilarated from the day before – I had given two blowjobs to two different guys, and I felt something surging through me still. I used my clit sucker, took a shower, then used it again.

I went out to lunch with a friend of mine, we hadn’t seen each other in quite some time, and it was really nice catching up. She asked me about my love life, this was our first time catching up since the divorce, and I basically told her it was non-existent, but that I was enjoying single life.

She wasn’t really the kind of friend that I would talk sex with, she’s more of a “talk about the kids” kind of friend. As we were eating and chatting, I was exchanging messages on Tinder with a guy that I had been chatting with for a few days now. She asked who I was so busy messaging with and I skirted around it a bit, but then as I put my attention to the responses a bit, she snatched my phone from me mid-message and opened her mouth wide and said, “you’re on Tinder?!”

I told her I was just experimenting a bit, that it was totally new, and that I was just testing it out to see if I wanted to meet anyone. “You know this is just a sex app right?”

I didn’t know how to reply. I told her it’s a dating app and that I had gone on a few dates from it. She asked me if I fucked them, and I told her no. She joked a bit and told me too bad, that I deserved it and she wished she could. Funny, we never had spoken this way.

She handed my phone back to me and told me I should meet him tonight. I replied back to him, we were going to meet at 9 at a bar halfway between both of our places. She was satisfied with that and made me promise that I’d share all the “juicy details” as she put it, with her.

We finished up our lunch and parted ways. I got ready for the date a bit later, and took an Uber out to the bar.

I was expecting him to be there since I was a few minutes late, but I didn’t see anyone that looked like him. I ordered a drink and waited a bit. Nothing. I messaged him asking where he was. No response. It was a half an hour and I had finished my drink, so I ordered another one. I was sitting at the bar with an empty seat next to me, I had to tell about a dozen people that it was taken.

After 45 minutes and a second drink in my stomach, I realized that this asshole stood me up. I was pissed. I took the last gulp of my drink and opened Uber to head home and a guy sat down next to me. He was probably 35 years old or so, not bad looking with average features. Brown hair, blue eyes, probably about 5’10. He looked over at me and said, “I’m sorry, was this seat taken?”

I told him no, I got stood up and was just leaving. He said it was crazy that anyone would stand me up, and asked if I wanted another drink. I told him I didn’t want to, I was just going to go home and drink there.

He said something like, “Why go home and drink when you can get all the free drinks out here that you want?” I sat back down and said fine, you can buy me a drink.

I got my drink and we started chatting. He was here with his friends, but said they wouldn’t mind if he was talking to me instead of them. He gave an air cheers over to the booth they were sitting in. I asked him why he came and sat next to me if he was with his friends, and he told me that they basically dared him to do it, that they said he wouldn’t have the guts to talk to me.

I laughed a bit and told him nice job for going outside his comfort zone. He was the best looking of his friends for sure, but he told me he doesn’t usually talk to women. I asked him why, and he said he typically just strikes out. I didn’t really understand why. He seemed confident enough, he was decent looking, and he could hold a conversation.

I asked what his friends would say to him when he came back, and he said that they’d tell him he was a wuss if he didn’t get my number. I was pretty drunk at this point, and I laughed and asked what they’d think if he didn’t get my number but got a blowjob instead?

He fumbled for his words and I leaned in and asked if he drove here. He told me yes, and I told him that he should probably take me out to his car now, and that he should probably not say anything to his friends if he knew what was best.

He threw down some cash to pay for our drinks, we both stood up and I grabbed his hand and walked past his friends with him, straight out the door. They watched as we walked by and looked confused why we didn’t say anything.

We got outside and I asked which car was his. He pointed to a 4Runner which was parked a few cars away, and I started walking over there. He unlocked it with the remote and started heading to the driver’s seat, but I got into the back seat. He closed his front door and opened the back, slightly confused.

I asked if he’d like to join me in the back. He climbed in and sat in the seat, closing the door. He started awkwardly bobbing his head and then started drumming on his legs. He obviously had no idea what to do, and I really didn’t either. I was pretty hammered at this point, but I was super horny and all I wanted to do with suck him.

I crawled onto the floor and got in front of him. I started feeling the inside of his legs, and I grabbed him tight through his pants. I looked up at him and asked if we could get these jeans out of the way.

He asked if I was sure about this, and I said I absolutely was. He unbuckled and unzipped, and we slid them down together. He was completely soft, and I took him straight into my mouth and sucked him all the way back. He got hard almost instantly.

I started moaning hard, then I took him out of my mouth and kissed down to his balls and then back up. That was the last time I took him out, and I steadily sucked him while he sat there. He wasn’t making any noise, so I swirled my tongue on the tip, and that made lean his head back and moan, so I did that a few more times.

I started taking him as deep as I could while still maintaining as much suction as possible, and he really started getting into it. I picked up the pace, and without any more warning, he exploded in my mouth, moaning and grunting. I quickly swallowed it and kept sucking.

He started moving his hips, almost trying to get away. I mumbled a “huh uh” and kept sucking while he squirmed a bit. I love when they squirm, it turns me on so much and makes me want to do it more.

After a few more minutes of his after orgasm torture, I finally released him. I let his now limp cock flop down and I looked up and smiled at him, asking him what he was going to tell his friends.

He said he didn’t know, he asked what he should say. I told him he could say whatever he wanted, it didn’t matter to me. He went back and forth for a few seconds, giving me reasons for both and I laughed, kissed him on the cheek, and opened his door.

He still hadn’t put his pants on so he grabbed them and covered himself. There was nobody around that could see him, but it was pretty funny. He asked where I was going, and I told him I needed to get home. He asked me if he could take me home, said it was the least he could do, and I told him I just lived around the corner, so it wasn’t a big deal.

I closed his door before he could say anything else and walked away. I dropped the pin for Uber a few blocks away and it was almost perfect timing, he pulled up and I only had to wait a few seconds.

I got home and dropped my purse on the counter and immediately walked into my room and grabbed my vibrator. I figured it was time to give it another go, and I used it, got to orgasm, then I brushed my teeth. I crawled in bed, then decided it was a good night for a round two, this time with the clit sucker.

I used it, and as I orgasmed, I pretty much passed out. Maybe it was from being tired, maybe it was being drunk, but I woke up in the morning laying there just wearing a shirt on top of my covers. I’m going to guess it was a drunk pass out, which I hadn’t experienced in probably a decade.

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I gave two different guys bj’s in one day

It was Friday, and I had a long week. I worked extra shifts to cover for a coworker, the kids were being a real pain the butt and they had activities galore, so I was really ready for my Friday night. I just had to get through a shift at work and then I was home free. I didn’t have any plans at all, which was a little disappointing. Even though I had a long week, I was super horny and had been using the trusty old clit sucker pretty reliably whenever I could, but I wasn’t going to let that get in my way, I thought I would ask some coworkers if they wanted to go out to a bar or something after work.

As the day went on, I had asked a few of the ladies if they wanted to go out and got shot down each time. People already had plans. My fault for being so last minute. This wasn’t the end of the road for me. I could always go by myself if I wanted, or I could meet up with someone from Tinder. I checked my messages and hadn’t gotten anyone on the hook for the night.

My shift’s end was getting closer and I was getting discouraged. I really didn’t want to sit at some bar solo, and still hadn’t gotten any luck with Tinder. I had a few people that I was messaging with and things were looking really good, but not for tonight. Tomorrow night was lining up nicely, but for tonight, it looks like it is reading a book and drinking wine. That’s fine, it’ll be nice and relaxing, right?

We closed down the store and started leaving, and I saw Alex. I hadn’t known he was working today, I didn’t see him at all, and I didn’t think he was on the schedule. He must have swapped with someone also. I got a sudden mental rush, thinking about a quick BJ before I went home. He didn’t see me, he was well on his way to his car. I picked up my pace across the lot, walking toward Alex’s car, and he got in and turned it on. I sort of jogged over the final stretch, making sure I’d get to him in time.

I opened his passenger door and I think I almost gave him a heart attack. I crawled into his car and his eyes were so wide and he almost screamed before he saw it was me and gave me an awkward smile.

I had looked around a bit before jumping in his car and there were still a few cars parked out here, too many for me to do anything here. It was way too risky to give him a quickie on the parking lot when there’s only a few of us out here and the last few people would be trickling out soon.

I told him to pull into the pet store parking lot, which is just a few stores away. He looked confused at first, like “why would I drive us to the pet store that’s closed?” but then he got a little smirk on his face, he knew what was going on.

He drove us over there and we pulled into a spot, in a wide open lot. He pulled in and turned off the car, it took us less than a minute to get over there. I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over. The gear selector was directly in my way. I contorted my body a bit and grabbed his crotch. He was already hard, he absolutely knew what was going on.

I couldn’t get good enough access to him from this angle, so I told him to get his dick out for me. He unzipped and pulled himself out, and I gave him a few slow sucks, but the gear selector was really in my way. I’m not sure how people do this, or maybe it’s just something that you’ve got to have the right car for.

I looked up at him and said, “this isn’t working. We need to move to the back,” and I started crawling between the seats. He turned and watched me crawl back, and when I got back there, I could tell he was staring. I asked him if he was staring at my ass, and he said he absolutely was. I told him to come join me. He crawled awkwardly into the back seat, and leaned against the driver side door.

This time, I had more room to work with. I slid his pants down just enough. Then I pulled him out of the hole in his boxers. I told him he needs to enjoy this, but he also needs to keep an eye out in case anyone gets too close.

I was on my hands and knees on the seat, he was sitting up resting against the door, and I slowly slid down all the way. I didn’t really have access to everything with my hands, usually I play with his balls a little, so I just kept the focus on my mouth.

After a few minutes of slowly increasing the pace, he told me there was a car coming. I freaked out and looked up, only for the car to keep driving. We both had a laugh, and I told him that he needs to only tell me if a car parks somewhere near us, or if a security guard drives by us. He nodded, and I went back down, starting over.

Even though I couldn’t stroke him very well with the awkward angles and the fact that his boner was poking through his boxers, I still could twist my head on the tip, and by alternating those with the steady pace of sliding down his shaft, he started pulsing pretty quickly.

Knowing that’s his sign, I slid all the way down and started sucking as hard as I could, and he finally let out a really loud moan and came. I kept sucking lightly until I knew he was done, and then I sat up. He was out of breath and he smiled at me, and he thanked me. I told him never to thank me. He can thank me if I cover a shift or if I buy him a coffee, but he can’t thank me for this.

I told him we should get moving, and I crawled into the passenger’s seat. He slapped my ass on the way up, and I let out a yelp and turned around and gave him the old lady finger, pointing at him. He told me he couldn’t help himself, that he never gets to touch me. I took a mental note of that and smiled.

He crawled up to the driver’s seat and drove me back to my car. The lot was empty, just my car at this point. I jumped out without saying a word, waved, and hopped in. He drove off, and then I drove home.

At home, I took a shower. Once I got out, I threw my robe on and poured a glass of wine. I was planning on reading a book, so I grabbed my kindle and went to bed. I had left my phone in there, so I checked it and saw I had a few Tinder messages to reply to. I replied to the first two, conversations were going well with them, and then I got to the last one and a guy that I had been talking to for a few weeks named Brandon had asked me if I wanted to come over and watch a movie.

On one hand, I was looking forward to my night now that I was ready for it. I had already poured my wine and hadn’t even touched it, but on the other hand, this guy seemed fun and it was still early enough. I told him I’d come over, but I was going to be dressed like a slob. I quickly got dressed in yoga pants and a hoodie, and grabbed my keys.

As I was straightening up my hair, I grabbed some mouthwash and swished it around, then tapped his address and went out to the car.

His place wasn’t too terribly far. It took me about 20 minutes to get there. I walked up the stairs and knocked, he opened, and I went inside. I looked around, he obviously lived with multiple guys. I asked him where his roommates were and he told me they’re both sleeping over at their girlfriend’s houses so he had the place to himself tonight.

He asked me if I wanted a beer and I took him up on it. We sat on his couch and chatted for maybe a half hour and then we decided we’d watch a movie. We watched The Lost City, which I thought was hilarious. We laughed a lot and had a good time. At one point, he put his arm around me and slid really close. He put his hand on my leg.

As the movie was getting close to being over, I had also put my hand on his leg, and I started lightly moving my hand around, just sort of fidgeting a little bit, but I kept creeping a little closer. I could feel just the very tip of his cock through his sweatpants and I rubbed my hand up and down his leg, pushing just a little harder against him each time. I slid my hand up onto his full length, looked at him and asked if this was okay.

He eagerly nodded and told me absolutely. I leaned in and we started making out for a few minutes, swirling our tongues together. He reached up my sweatshirt while I played with him through his sweatpants. I pushed him back gently and asked him if we could take off his sweats. He smiled and leaned back, and I helped him slide them down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear.

I immediately slid down, taking him all the way into my mouth. He let out a loud breath and relaxed a bit. We had talked over Tinder about tests, and he had sent me his test results, so I felt good about this. There was a loud scene in the movie and he jumped from it, which made us both laugh and he told me we should probably pause the movie. The remote was on the coffee table, so I reached over and grabbed it and handed it to him.

I thought this was a good time to adjust, so I slid down onto the floor and got on my knees between his legs. He had no issue with this, and leaned his head back onto the couch. I slowly took him in again, playing with his balls with one of my hands while I used the other to stroke him as I sucked.

It wasn’t but just a few minutes later and he told me he was going to cum and asked where I wanted him to cum. I didn’t respond, I just sucked harder. He warned me again, he made it through “I’m about,” before he started cumming. I kept sucking and let go with my hand. He pulsed a few more times and I leaned back, smiling. I pulled all the way off, still holding him with one hand, just slowly and gently stroking him to end things.

He opened his eyes and we made eye contact. I smiled and he made a grunting noise and came again, this time I wasn’t expecting it and it got on my sweatshirt. I said something like “ooh I got you again,” and he just shook his head, out of breath and mouthed “oh my god” a few times.

I kept slowly stroking him a bit, just getting everything out, and finally he begged me to stop. I stopped for a moment and then stroked him again, and I asked if he was sure, and he said yes.

I let go, stood up and then sat next to him on the couch again. He pulled his sweats on, and told me it was the best blowjob he’s ever gotten. I smiled and told him I loved the compliment and that I enjoyed it too. I told him it was getting late and that I wanted to finish the movie, so he hit play and we watched the final 15 minutes.

I yawned about a thousand times. After the movie was over, I walked my half drank beer over to the sink and dumped the rest. I told him I needed to go, and he thanked me for coming over, then he thanked me for the bj. I thought it was funny, I gave a small chuckle before telling him “no, thank you,” and winked.

We gave each other a hug. We didn’t discuss seeing each other again, because we had talked about that over Tinder. We both knew what we were in for was a one-time thing.

I got home and was absolutely exhausted. I had planned on using my toy, but I was just too tired. I woke up in the morning and used it though.

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I met the guy from the gym before work

I stayed up late after getting home from Avatar 2 with the kids. They went off to bed and I had a handful of texts to return to Caleb, the guy I had met at the gym earlier that morning before I met up with Alex. He and I chatted a bit about what we were looking for, and it became pretty clear that he and I were looking for two different things.

Caleb was interested in finding love. He had been in a few medium term relationships of 6 months to 3 years, but nothing ever “stuck” for him. He was nearly my age, no kids, and lived alone in a small house actually really close to work. I made it clear that I’m not really in a “dating” phase because I just got out of a long term relationship.

He continued the conversation anyway, saying it’s always nice to make friends. We ended up staying up pretty late texting. I had even opened up a little, hinting that I’m experimenting sexually and enjoying that part. He told me he has been through that phase for too long, but he understands how fun it can be.

The next morning, I had already gotten a text from him, just wishing me a good morning. I replied, packed the kids lunches and took them to school. I came back home and started getting myself ready to go to the gym before work, so I packed everything up for both and hopped in the shower.

When I got out, I had another text from him saying that he hoped he wasn’t being too forward, but that if I ever wanted to just come over for some light fun, no strings attached, that I should. He worked from home and I could come over anytime.

He’s a pretty good looking guy. I’m not sure why he hasn’t had much success with long-term relationships because he was great at carrying on a conversation, at least via text. He’s not a supermodel or anything, but he’s definitely above average in terms of looks. He’s probably about 6 feet tall, maybe 200 pounds but in a good, athletic way. He probably played high school sports and kept himself in better shape than most 35-40 year olds do.

Since I was fresh out of the shower, I went and laid on my bed and pulled out the clit-sucker-5000. That’s not the real name, just what I call it in my head. I started using it on myself and it felt wonderful. I always feel much better when I am imagining being with someone, and in this case I was imagining being with Caleb.

I started thinking about walking into his house, giving him a blowjob and leaving, not saying a word. I don’t know why this turns me on so much, but it’s what I was thinking about, and it got me off very quickly. I started getting dressed in my gym clothes and thought to myself, “why not?”

I texted him and told him I could come over now, but that we didn’t have much time because I had to go to work. He immediately texted me back that it sounded great and then sent me his address. I changed again – this time into my work clothes, and headed out.

I was a bit nervous when I pulled up in front of his house. I parked in the street and walked up. It was a really cute, small house that was incredibly well maintained, certainly better than most houses in the neighborhood. He opened the door as I was walking up, smiled, and welcomed me inside.

He thanked me for coming over, which I thought was funny because it totally doesn’t sound like something you’d say to a quick hookup, but for something like a party or group dinner. I walked in and looked around. He was obviously working at the desk that looked out the front window, and he had a really great sense of style, and the place was absolutely spotless.

He walked me around, first showing me the living room, then the kitchen, the guest bedroom, and finally ending at his room. He walked in and turned around and said something corny like “this is where the magic happens.” I asked him what kind of magic and he shyly chuckled, telling me he had no idea why he said that because there hasn’t been any magic in here for quite a while.

I pushed him backwards onto the bed. He fell back onto his butt, still sitting upright. I pulled my shirt off, I had left my bra in my purse since I had come over with pretty clear intentions. Already my fantasy had failed, we talked and he gave me the tour, so that was out the window, but it didn’t mean we couldn’t have some good solid fun. His eyes opened wide and I crawled on top of him, straddling over his lap, putting my boobs right at his face.

He reached up and cupped them, squeezing my nipples with his fingers, and then he licked one of them. He circled with his tongue a few times. This turned me on a lot! It didn’t feel pleasurable or anything, but it just really turned me on. I pushed him back onto the bed, so that he was laying flat with his legs dangling off the bed. I could feel him getting hard underneath me. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, but couldn’t get to the zipper. I slid off to the side and unzipped him, then tried pulling down his jeans. He quickly helped and slid them off. I told him I needed his boxers off too, and he quickly obliged.

I reached down with my right hand and started playing with his half-hard cock. He got hard fast in my hand, and then I adjusted myself so I was on my hands and knees, facing him sideways, right on the edge of the bed. He reached up and cupped my left boob, and continued playing with it while I slowly sucked him. I continued slowly while he moaned. I looked up at him and he had his eyes closed, but his hand never moved from my chest.

I started picking up the pace a bit, but the angle wasn’t ideal. I slid off the bed and he quickly opened his eyes wondering what was wrong. I dropped down to my knees between his legs and leaned in, taking him into my mouth, him moaning loudly in the process. I knew I didn’t have a ton of time left, so I started picking up the pace. I slid my mouth up and down, increasing the pace every few seconds. He started moaning loudly and quickly, and suddenly it just became one loud, long moan. He had to be getting close, but he wasn’t twitching or pulsing.

I looked up, still stroking him with my hand, and asked, “are you going to cum for me?” He opened his eyes and looked at me and asked if we could switch things up to sex. I told him I had very little time left and it would probably be best if we finished this way. He told me he would cum faster if we switched it up. I stood up, slid off my jeans and asked if he had any condoms. He already was moving up and rolled over to his nightstand and showed me one in his hand. He tore it open and slid it on, and I asked him how he wanted to do it.

He told me to lay on my back, but I didn’t want that because it would mess up my hair, and we were down to maybe 15 minutes left before I had to be in my car. I laid on my side, put my right leg over to the side and asked him if this would work instead, that I liked it better. He smiled and crawled up and slid in. He commented about how wet I was, and I told him it’s because I loved sucking his dick and that it turned me on.

He started thrusting faster, and I knew I needed to give him some words of encouragement to get this show on the road. I started dirty talking a bit, telling him how great he felt, how much fun I was having, and how I loved sucking his dick. He told me he was getting close, so I kept up the dirty talk. I’m not really much for this, because I don’t really know what else to say besides things like “this feels so good” and stuff like that. Then I asked him where he wants to cum.

He asked me where I wanted him to cum and I told him anywhere he wants except don’t get it in my hair. He asked if he could cum on my tits, and I said yes. Immediately he pulled out, I rolled onto my back and he straddled my stomach and pulled off the condom. He started stroking himself quickly. I asked him if he wanted me to stroke him and he said he needs to finish this way. I laid my head back on his pillow and waited another 30 seconds or so until he let out a loud grunt and his cum squirted onto my chest right in the middle. He kept stroking a little bit and he came a little bit more. I reached up and pushed his hand away, stroking him slowly and he came just a few more drips, but he moaned and almost grunted very loudly.

I stopped stroking him and held him for a few seconds, squeezing him at his base a few more times before letting go. I turned my wrist and saw the time on my watch, I had to leave in 5 minutes.

I smiled at him and said I had fun, but I only had 5 minutes to get myself put together for work. He crawled to the side and I sat up, I put my hand under the cum on my chest and scurried to the bathroom so I could wipe it off with toilet paper. I cleaned off my chest and started walking back, stopped and looked in the mirror to see that my hair wasn’t bad at all. I walked out to the living room and grabbed my bra out of my purse, then came back into his room where he was getting dressed.

As soon as I walked in, he apologized for not telling me he couldn’t cum from a blowjob. I told him it was fine, he should have told me a bit sooner because I was now in a huge rush. He apologized again and I smiled at him again, told him don’t worry I had a ton of fun but now I only had like 2 more minutes. I quickly threw on my underwear and bra, then my pants and shirt. I ran into the bathroom and fluffed my hair around and made sure it was still fine, then I rushed into the living room to grab my purse and jacket. He followed me around, told me we should do this again, and I told him it’s possible. I didn’t know what else to say.

I kissed him on the cheek and headed out to my car. I drove in to work and he texted me on the way, again apologizing. I rushed into work and immediately got reprimanded for being 2 minutes late by the shift leader. I was able to reply a few minutes later, told him not to apologize for anything and that I had fun.

After a bit more awkward texting, he had asked me if I wanted to do it again and I told him it was a one-time thing, which was all I was after. He reluctantly accepted it and we texted for a few more days, but then the texts faded off.