Month: January 2023

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Blowjob

I needed a Regular Sized Dick After The Most Recent One

So look, I told you that I like pretty much anything as long as it’s not “too big” or “too small”. Well, the handjob I had given the day before, well his was too big. I still had fun, don’t get me wrong. He had a perfect body, we made a game out of edging him for an hour, and I enjoyed it, but I enjoy “regular sized” guys more.

I had the day off and I was planning on picking the kids up from school and bringing them home from their weekend at their dad’s house. When I get lucky like this, I get to do it and they don’t have to go to a friends house while I finish work. I went to the gym and had a really great workout and had a great conversation with a guy while I was there. I gave him my number, and that turned me on a bit.

I went home, showered, and then checked the picture on my phone of the schedule for everyone. Yes, I was stalking Alex again. It’s kind of nice having a “go to guy” whenever I feel like it. He doesn’t put up a fuss anymore and he lets me do what I want. It’s a great arrangement, and he’s told me numerous times that he’s enjoying the spontaneous nature of it. He was working a shift from 11-5 so he likely had a break at 2. It was 1, and I texted him to see if he wanted to meet at this casual food place for lunch, in the same big complex area as where we work. He texted me back that his lunch was indeed at 2.

I finished getting ready and drove over there. I was right on time and sat in my car. When he came walking up about 10 minutes later, I got out and said hello. He gave me a hug, which was funny because it was the first time we had ever hugged, and I am a big hugger. We walked inside, the restrooms are immediately to the left. I grabbed his hand and walked over and pulled a handle. The first one was locked. Then I turned around and pulled the next one, it opened. I pulled his hand and guided him inside then I quickly followed behind and locked the door.

I pushed him against the wall and dropped to my knees. He was in complete shock, he didn’t know my grand plan. I unbuckled his belt, slid down his pants, and then pulled his underwear down. I looked up at him, he was looking down, and I said “shhhh” and put my finger on my lips, and he nodded in agreement.

I immediately took his cock into my mouth, he hadn’t really had time to process anything, and was still completely soft. That changed incredibly quickly as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his head and then sucked him back as hard as I could. At this point, I’ve become pretty experienced with what Alex likes, so I did exactly what I knew would make him cum quickly. I kept a steady pace, putting extra pressure with my tongue on the bottom of his shaft while I slowly increased the pace.

He started moaning as he breathed hard, and I looked up at him and gave him another “shhh.” He closed his eyes and nodded and I went back in. I picked up the pace and used my right hand to grab tightly right in front of my lips. I use my thumb and pointer finger to form a loop, and when I’m all the way out on the tip I grip his whole cock and then as I go deep, it’s just the ring again. He loves this maneuver.

Every so often, I do the head twist, and he started shaking his legs on the third or fourth one. Right after that, his cock started pulsing and I knew he was about to cum. I picked up the pace just slightly, and he let out a loud moan. I sucked him hard, swallowed, and then sucked again. He came a little bit more, and I slowed down my speed to a crawl while he finished his orgasm. I looked up at him and he was looking down at me. I smiled at him, he smiled back, and then I stood up.

He started pulling his pants up and tucking in his shirt. I asked if he was okay, and he shook his head with a smile. I opened the door and went over to the small line, he followed right behind me. I don’t think anyone saw anything. He whispered that he only had 10 minutes left, he only got a 30 minute break today and it takes 10 minutes to get back. It was now my turn to order, so I ordered mine and then grabbed him a yogurt that was in the little cooler and handed it to him. I told the clerk to add the yogurt to my bill and told him to eat it on the way back. He told me he’d pay me back and I told him “just go, don’t be late”

I sat there eating my food slowly, I had time to kill, and the guy from the gym, Caleb, had already texted me. I texted him back, finished my food, and then went and got the kids. I was in a great mood so I took them straight to ice cream and then we went and saw Avatar 2, they had been talking about it. Overall, it was an absolutely perfect day.

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Handjob

Met a guy at a friend’s house and he had the biggest penis I’ve ever seen

Look, let me start with this. I’m not into big dicks. I never have been, and never will be. But I get an absolute ton of messages asking me what the biggest cock I’ve been with is, and this is it. I don’t know what people’s obsession is with big dicks, but for those of you that like reading about them, here you go.

Julie’s invitation to the housewarming party was a welcome way to get back together with old friends I hadn’t seen in a while. Julie and her husband had just bought a new house and had invited over pretty much everyone they knew to show it off. Julie and I go way back, our kids went to preschool together and we maintained contact over all these years.

I arrived at her house to find a pretty large gathering of people, including my old friend Sarah. As we caught up on each other’s lives, Sarah kept asking me about my dating life. I shrugged it off, saying that I was enjoying my freedom as a single person and I had no intentions of jumping back into a relationship, but I did hint that I’m having a little bit of fun for the first time. She laughed and asked about my sex life instead of my dating life, and I told her that was more relevant and gave her a wink. She understood she wasn’t going to get more from me.

That’s when Andrew walked in. Sarah immediately followed him with her eyes, and I couldn’t blame her – he had an infectious smile and an easy charm. And he was incredibly hot. I watched as they flirted with each other throughout the day, feeling a twinge of envy that Sarah was able to get to chat with someone so incredibly attractive, and so effortlessly at that. She is married, but hey, who am I to stop this young, sexy woman’s desires? Her husband is an asshole and I’d be he cheats on her anyway.

A little bit later, Sarah introduced me to Andrew. We hit it off right away, laughing and joking as if we had known each other for years. It’s always funny to insult people you don’t know, but we both seemed to like it. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was encroaching on Sarah’s territory, so I kept my distance and joined in on another conversation.

Later on, Sarah pulled me aside and told me that Andrew had told her I was hot and he wanted to ask me out. I felt conflicted – I didn’t want to come between Sarah and Andrew, and also I wasn’t looking for anything serious, but at the same time, I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt towards him.

Sarah reassured me that she was married and said that even with a hot guy like Andrew, she’s not going to cheat. She also said she wanted to live vicariously through me. She told me she heard Andrew had a big dick, and I almost spit out my La Croix because it made me laugh. I told Sarah that I’ve literally never cared about the size of a penis, that it has absolutely nothing to do with anything.

“He’s hot with a nice dick then, what else do you want right now, miss sex life is more relevant right now?” She also nudged me a bit on the dick size, saying that she knows I’m lying and that everyone loves a big dick.

I assured her that I didn’t care what his dick looked like, I have truly not cared what size people are, but agreed that he was indeed very hot. He was wearing a really tight pink polo shirt with jeans, and though he looked incredibly preppy, he looked good. Like, really good. You could see his muscles with incredible definition through his shirt.

Andrew and I exchanged numbers as the open house came to a close. I went home and by the time I had arrived, Andrew had already texted me. He asked me if I might want to go to dinner sometime, and I told him it sounded nice, but warned him that I’m not looking for a relationship right now. He told me he wasn’t either, that he just moved back and wanted to be single and for the first time in a few years he was enjoying the “fun” part of being single. I told him the same thing.

Then he asked me something bold. He asked if I just wanted to come over and fuck. He told me he thought I was hot and he wanted nothing more than to get me naked and have some fun with me.

I thought about it for a minute. This was bold. Was it too bold? I mean if this was Tinder, nobody would think so. But it was a text from someone I had met at a lunch party. And he’s hot. But, I don’t like committing to sex. I’ll commit to giving a blowjob or a handjob, but I don’t really want to commit to sex. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll back out of a bj or a hj if things aren’t right, but this felt too forward.

On the other hand, I was horny. I told him I wasn’t going to be able to commit to sex, but that I could commit to other naked stuff. He sent me his address and said he would be naked when I arrived.

I looked and it was about 15 minutes away. I sent him the devil emoji and said “you’d better be serious.” He liked it and I grabbed my keys.

I nervously drove over to his place. I know the area well, I actually looked at an apartment here when my ex and I first split. They’re full of 1-2 bedroom apartments. I walked up the stairs to his apartment and knocked on his door.

I waited a few seconds and heard footsteps. He opened the door, swung it wide, and he was standing there, wearing nothing but a robe, wide open.

I froze. He had the most perfect body I’ve ever seen in my life. He had like zero percent body fat, he was strong and muscular, but he was toned, not bulky. And he had the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Still, to this day as I’m writing this. It was bigger completely limp than most of the hard dicks I’ve seen.

I caught myself staring at this oversized cock and blinked my eyes quickly. I remember asking him “is that thing real?” and he laughed, telling me it was absolutely real. I reached down and grabbed it, looking at it, almost inspecting it for a moment, when he asked if maybe I’d come inside so he could close the door. There wasn’t really a risk of people seeing him because of the way the stairs were, each set of 2 had their own flight of stairs.

I stepped inside and he closed the door. I told him I didn’t actually expect him to be naked, and he told me I said he had better be serious, and he was serious. I was still shocked, not only because I showed up and he was naked, but because of the size. Up to this point, I had never batted an eye at the size. Big, small, whatever. But his was giant. Like, I can’t even express this. Giant.

I didn’t know what to do. I’m so glad I told him I wasn’t going to commit to sex, because at this moment, I had zero desire for that thing to go inside me. I don’t care how gentle he is, that would HURT. So, I told him. I said something like, “that thing is NOT going in my vagina.”

He kind of chuckled and told me that some girls love it, but that he understands. He said most the time, girls want to actually try and then they end up doing something else. I told him I’m not one of those girls, I do not want to try it.

He looked a bit discouraged and closed up the robe. I stepped forward, spreading it back open, and told him I’m sure we can find something else to do. I grabbed his cock and started lightly stroking him a bit while we kissed. I asked him what else he liked to do, and he said he loved getting blowjobs and handjobs, and he loved doing 69.

I laughed and said I don’t know if my jaw can handle that, but said that I’m liking his suggestions. He asked if I wanted to go to his bedroom, and I agreed.

I followed him inside, and he sat on the side of his bed. He wasn’t all the way hard, but he wasn’t soft either. I kneeled on the floor, between his legs and took his cock into my hand. I started stroking and he quickly got hard. I started kissing the side of his cock up and down, and I was ready to try and suck on his cock when I saw a little precum on the tip of his cock and realized that we hadn’t talked about testing and being clean from STD’s and such.

I hadn’t asked yesterday either. But I got the vibe from Rob that he wasn’t into hooking up with women constantly, which wasn’t the read that I got from Andrew. Catching something wasn’t something I wanted, and instead, I asked if he liked fast or slow strokes during a handjob.

He told me the slower the better. That if he could get a handjob that lasted an hour with just slow, sensual strokes, that he would be in heaven. I looked at my watch, and it was only 5pm so I said “hey siri, set a 60 minute timer.”

He smiled and looked at me confused, and I asked if he had a lube or an oil or anything that he liked. He pointed to his night stand, and I leaned over and opened the drawer and he had a small bottle of coconut oil. I opened it up and was about to squeeze it into my hands and he said he thought we were going to have naked time, and he was the only naked one.

I chuckled a bit and didn’t fight. I stood up, slowly took off my shirt and pants and was just down to my bra and panties. I asked if this was good for a handjob, and he told me he didn’t want to sound picky, but he really wanted me to be naked too. I laughed and slid off my underwear, then unclasped my bra and dropped it on the floor. He started stroking himself a bit and I slapped his hand away, telling him that was my job.

I squeezed some oil in my hand, rubbed them together, and got back down to my knees. I slid my hands up and down his cock, and then started stroking a bit. I had to get more oil, which I drizzled directly onto his cock, and some spilled onto his stomach. I rubbed that in with my hand, gathering it up, and started slowly stroking him.

I told him he wasn’t allowed to cum until the timer went off. He asked if I was serious, and I told him I was. He smiled and grabbed a pillow, laying it behind his head and he laid there, watching me.

I was still sort of in shock. This thing was fucking massive. It had a vein on it going from the base on the top, which ran down the right side and then almost underneath, and then the vein disappeared under his head. The vein was like the thickness of a pen at one point.

At first, I started stroking slowly, and we just had a casual conversation. It was funny, because if I hadn’t been stroking his cock, this would have just been a normal one. We talked about where we grew up, we talked about his relationship with his ex and how he had moved to be with her, then moved back, and we talked about my life, kids, my ex. It was a really bizarre way to get to know someone, since, well, we hadn’t really had much of a conversation at all up to this point.

I was trying to keep it slow, and after about 20 minutes, he stopped replying to the conversation nearly entirely and started moaning. This gave me a smile and a small sense of pride, so I stopped as well.

I started speeding up a little bit, and I could tell that he was getting a bit closer, so I slowed down. I increased my grip a bit and went really, really slow from top to bottom. I started by swirling my fingers around his tip and then with both my hands locked together going all the way down, it probably took 30 seconds to go from top to bottom and then another 30 seconds to get back up, that’s how slow I went.

He was moaning like crazy, and we were only 30 minutes in. I had gotten him like 90% there twice and backed way down each time. I asked him if he could keep this up for another 30 minutes and he laughed and said he didn’t think so. I let go almost completely and told him that we needed to let him recharge for a few minutes and he begged me not to stop.

So I went back at it, I had his cock standing straight up while he watched, I liked that I could see his face the whole time. Sometimes he had his eyes closed and was focusing on the feeling, other times he was just watching. I had to hold back a chuckle a few times because the tip of his cock was basically eye level with me.

After another 20 minutes, about 10 minutes away from the goal, I had gotten him so close he told me I needed to slow down about 10 times. I slowed it down again, taking it as slow as I could in order to get him past the hour mark. We were 5 minutes away and I was going as slowly as I possibly could, and I felt him start to pulse.

I knew this was it if I didn’t stop, so I stopped dead in my tracks, not moving at all while he contracted quickly over and over. From my view, I could see his balls rising and falling as fast as his breaths. I didn’t think there was any recovering from this at this point, so I slowly slid my hand the rest of the way to the top and his breathing and moaning picked up incredibly quickly.

I grabbed hard, sliding all the way to the base, and he let out a loud moan, and he came. His cum shot up just a little and hit my right wrist, and then he continued to slowly cum as I increased my pace a little bit. He kept pumping and pulsing, a little bit draining out and down his cock each time, making the strokes even more slippery with each time.

I looked at my watch and it was right at 57 minutes. He was moaning and breathing incredibly hard, and he was watching me. I glanced up and we locked eyes, and he asked if we made it to an hour. I laughed and said he still has to tough it out for another few minutes. He asked if I could do it toward my chest, that it would help for another few minutes, and I pointed him down, setting his cock head on my chest and slowly stroking him while he came just a little more.

The timer went off and I had him turn it off since my hands were coated in oil. He hit the little button on my watch and then I brought my hand back and slowly stroked him again. He had came quite a lot, and he was still all the way hard.

I asked him if he wanted me to stop, and he said no, it feels too good to stop. I kept going slowly, and I circled the tip of his cock on my nipple a few times, but for the most part I left it right on the middle of my chest.

I kept going for another 5 or so minutes incredibly slowly, and he continued to moan a lot. I started speeding up a little bit and he started panting “yes” over and over. I hurried my pace a lot and kept the focus at the top, twisting both hands side to side, until he came again, this time hitting my chest. He didn’t cum nearly as much as he had the first time, but this was still a “normal” amount of cum. I slowed down after this time, eventually getting to a point where I was holding still. His hardness slowly started creeping away, but we sat there for another 5 or so minutes. Every so often I’d give a quick twist and he’d react. It became a fun little game of torture which we both obviously liked.

At this point my legs were absolutely screaming. They hadn’t bothered me up until the point where he was getting close to cumming, and I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of things so I kept still. But that was a while ago, so I stood up and walked over to the bathroom. I used some toilet paper to clean my chest up.

As I was finishing up, he walked in and laughed about how much cum he had on him. He said he doesn’t usually cum that much, but it must be that I had edged him a million times. He asked me if I wanted to get in the shower with him, that he would love to do whatever I wanted to me because he owed me big time for that one and would do literally anything I wanted.

I told him that honestly I was just starving and wanted to go get some food on my way home, and he said that if he could take just a super fast shower we could go get some food together. I thought this was interesting – hooking up first and then going on the date afterward, and I agreed.

I stayed in the bathroom while he started showering. Hey, I had just stared at this perfect naked body for well over an hour, and I honestly wanted to relish every additional second I could. He got in the shower and I watched him rinse off, he had a glass door so I could see him until it fogged up. Once it did, I went into his room and got dressed.

He took a very quick shower, and he was back in his room as I was buttoning my pants up. He dried himself off and then said he was being serious, he would do whatever I wanted, and he walked up to me. I couldn’t resist, I grabbed his cock and started moving my hand a bit toward stroking, and I could feel him getting a bit harder, then I quickly pulled back, and I told him that I seriously needed him to get dressed so we could go eat.

He quickly got dressed while I went into the bathroom and fixed my hair, it wasn’t too bad. We decided we just wanted something quick and easy, so we jumped into my car and went to this burger place that’s right down the street from him. He was right, it was absolutely the best burger I had ever eaten. We talked a lot, again about childhood and stuff, but I was more interested in why he moved out for the girl.

Also, I was curious what she had thought of his massive dick, so I asked him and he said that she didn’t like sex either, but they did it every so often as long as he was very gentle and used a lot of lube. Honestly, I can’t imagine that, it didn’t seem like that would feel good at all. I almost felt bad for the guy.

After we finished eating, I drove him back to his apartment. He asked if I wanted to come in and I declined, I told him that I had fun and got what I wanted. He made me promise. I promised and he left. He sent me a text a bit later talking about how that was exactly what he was fantasizing about with an hour long handjob and he didn’t know how I could make him feel that good.

All in, I enjoyed the absolute hell out of the day. I loved that he answered the door naked, I loved pleasuring him, but most of all, I loved his perfect body. I could have spent the entire day kissing every inch of him. Honestly, his biggest flaw was his huge cock. I couldn’t ever be with someone that big. For me, give me anything that’s not “too big” or “too small” and I’m a happy camper. I’ve also never been one to love the “perfect body” usually either. Rob, my hookup from the night before, totally had your typical “dad bod” with a hairy chest, and I thought he was sexy as hell too. For me, it’s almost all about the confidence and the conversation that attracts me.

Sarah, of course, bugged me for details. I wouldn’t tell her anything, but I did confirm he had a big dick. She wanted more info, but I left it at those two words, “big dick” and she seemed to be annoyed with me.

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Blowjob

Went home with a guy from a Club after a work party

I had the late shift, which was perfect because we were having a little get together at a bar for Steph, who had just celebrated her last shift. I left my car at work and hitched a ride with a few people. I had full intentions of drinking, so my plan was to Uber home afterward.

We got to this place and it was already packed, but some people had gotten there early and decorated a little corner with cheesy dollar store decorations. It was really cute. I didn’t know Steph too incredibly well, but we were always friendly and I wanted to go out tonight anyway, and it was better than going alone. I had a few closer coworker friends with me, which made the night a lot of fun.

Things started dying down a little bit, and my two closer friends asked me to go to a club with them. I hadn’t been dancing in many years, so I thought that sounded like a great idea, and it was nice to have just a girls night.

We got to the club and like the bar, it was packed. We immediately lined up for drinks and a guy in his mid 30’s who was closer to the bar asked us what we wanted. I later found out his name was Guy. I can’t stand that name (sorry to anyone reading named Guy). Not to turn down free drinks, we all yelled our orders to him and he came out with a tray of drinks.

He asked us to come join him, so we followed him up the stairs to this sitting area where he had two other friends sitting on couches across from a small table. He said something like “look what I found,” which was sexist and insulting, but we didn’t care, we got drinks for free.

We stayed for a bit and chatted, they were a lot of fun. The two ladies I’m with are Becca, who’s in her late 20’s, I’m guessing about 28, and Carrie, who’s married and probably 35 with three kids at home. After we had all finished our drinks, one of the other guys, Rob, asked for our order. I told him no thank you, that we were here to dance, but thanks for the first round.

The three of us went downstairs and started dancing. We must have been dancing for 15 minutes when Rob came up to us with a tray full of the same drink order we had earlier. Smart guy. He handed us each a drink and whispered in my ear that they’d love to keep the conversation going when we needed a break from the dance. I told him we might just do that.

We drank and danced for a bit more and Carrie got a text. She had to get back home to help her husband, one of her kids got sick. We begged her to stay, her husband can put a kid back to bed, but she insisted she go. We took this as a cue to head upstairs again and we sat down, this time they had two other guys with them. As soon as Rob saw me, he stood up and offered his spot. It was one single leather chair, but there wasn’t anywhere else to sit, so the two of us squeezed into it. Rob introduced us to the group.

We chatted for a while and the drinks kept flowing. It was awesome not having to pay for a single drink. This has never happened for me before, my ex-husband and I going to a club was very rare, but nobody’s going to buy a drink for someone and their husband. As people stood up, seats would shift around, and at one point I squeezed in between Becca and Rob in a way-too-cramped couch. This made Becca slide over to the guy she was talking to, and then I got to talk to Rob.

Rob was a handsome guy, he was around my age with a little bit of grey hair happening on the side. I asked why he was here and he said he doesn’t usually do clubs, but one of the guys in the group wanted to come out for his birthday and he decided to tag along.

At one point Becca brought me into the conversation with her and her guy and Rob just sort of sat there. She leaned in and whispered to me that she was going to fuck that guy, and I smiled and elbowed her. Rob totally saw, he got a little smirk on his face, but quickly wiped it away as I made eye contact.

Maybe 15 minutes go by and she leans in and asks if I’ll be okay by myself because she wanted to leave with him, but she would stay if I wasn’t comfortable. I told her I’d just take an Uber home in a few minutes, she should go have fun. They held hands and left together.

I waited a few minutes to not be awkward before I told everyone I had to go and Rob said he would walk me out. I thought it was a nice gesture, so we walked out together. I had the Uber app open and was ready to finalize when hey said, “hey, wait.”

I looked up at him and he pressed his body into mine, pinning me up against the bar wall. We kissed for a minute and he asked if I might want to head back to his place instead. I hadn’t really thought of it up until this point. For the first time in days I wasn’t daydreaming all day of hooking up with someone, but in that very moment I said yes without thinking twice.

He pointed and said his car was just a few buildings away on the street, so we walked over there. He drove an Audi, I climbed into the passenger seat and we drove out to his place. We chatted briefly, but mostly it was listening to music.

When we got to his house, he pulled into the garage and we walked in, he lived in an incredibly modern and super clean house. It was in a crazy expensive part of town. I asked if he lived alone and he laughed and told me his wife left him for another man a few years ago and he just hadn’t sold the house yet, but yeah, he lived alone.

He poured a whiskey and asked if I wanted one too. I agreed. We did a cheers and sat down at the table.

He asked why I was single, and I told him how my ex and I just grew apart and split on amicable terms. Then he asked what I wanted to do. I was a bit confused, not really knowing what he meant, and then he explained to me that he doesn’t really bring women home very often so he wasn’t really sure how to ask me to go to his room with him.

I told him he could just ask and gave him a wink, so he asked me if I wanted to see his room. I told him I’d love a house tour. He took me on a tour of the house and we ended up in his room. The place was absolutely huge for one person. I had no idea what he did for work, but I wanted his job.

We ended up in his room and we started kissing a bit. He was a bit more mature, there wasn’t any tongue, but it felt really sensual. I crawled onto his bed and he followed, and we started kissing a bit, feeling each other up and down.

He asked me if I had any condoms, because he didn’t. I thought for a moment how I absolutely should be carrying one around and made a mental note. I told him I didn’t but I had something else in mind. I pulled a hair tie off my wrist and pulled back my hair into a bunch. I crawled over the top of his legs and unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid them off his body. He was laying there in his boxers and I started kissing his belly and working my way down.

Once I got on top of his cock, I did a playful bite through the cloth and he gave a silly laugh. I slid them down and he was laying there completely naked except for socks. I made a joke about how I loved what he was wearing and he tried to reach down to take them off but couldn’t because I was pinning down his legs. I pushed him back down and then crawled back a bit, laying down so my face was close to his cock and my legs were hanging a bit off the bed, and grabbed him softly with one hand.

I started kissing one side of his limp cock, from the tip down to the base, then back up the other way. Once I got to the tip I gave it a little lick and then went down and back up again. I pulled my face away a bit and started squeezing just a little while I watched his cock grow from soft to hard. He was mostly hard when I put him back in my mouth and then slowly made my way down.

By the time I reached the base he was as hard as could be. I went up and down a few times, then on the tip I moved my head side to side. I took his cock in my hand again and looked up, and I asked him if he liked it faster or slower. He told me right in between, and I smiled and told him that was the best answer because it was my favorite way to do it.

I slid down a bit faster this time, and then kept the momentum going at a slow and steady pace. Every so often when I got to the tip, I’d put a little more suction and twist my head. He moaned every time I did that, but he panted like crazy when I was moving up and down his shaft, so I could tell he didn’t just like one single thing.

He started getting closer so I picked up the pace just a little bit, and I could tell he was about to cum. Once he started pulsing a bit, I decided to try something new. I pulled my mouth out and grabbed right below the tip of his cock tightly with my finger and thumb, making it so he couldn’t cum for just a few seconds, and then I slid my mouth over him and he burst, making the loudest moan of the night.

I swallowed and slowly slid my mouth down again, sucking slowly and gently for a few motions while he continued to twitch and pulse. He continued his moans, they were identical to the twitches I could feel with my tongue. I stayed still for a moment and he stopped making noise, then I’d slowly move just a little and he’d moan again. I did this a few times while I felt his erection start to slip away, but I kept him in my mouth a little longer than usual. I looked up at him and he had his eyes closed and his arms at his sides, he looked more relaxed than anyone I’ve ever seen in my life.

I gave him a really hard suck on the end of his cock and his eyes burst open and he loudly moaned again and then laughed and told me he just couldn’t handle any more.

I smiled, pulled his cock to the side and kissed it one more time before sat up, pulled the hair tie out of my hair and shook it free. He laid there with a smile on my face, watching me in silence while I grabbed my phone. I popped open Uber and quickly reserved my ride home.

He asked what we should do next, and I told him I had to be on my way. He asked if he could do anything for me, and I said that I enjoyed that just as much as him. I crawled off of him and put my shoes on. He stood up and put his boxers on and offered me a ride home. I told him I was fine, I had called an Uber. He said he would pay for the Uber and I told him it wasn’t necessary.

He grabbed a robe and walked me downstairs. The Uber took a good 10 minutes to get there so I waited inside next to the door. He asked me how much the Uber cost and I said it was like $60. He handed me $60 and said he insisted. Since I had now gotten over my fear of thinking I was a cheap prostitute, I took the money and then the Uber got there (plus, it was actually like $64).

When I got home, I was absolutely exhausted. I brushed my teeth and went right to bed. I realized the next morning that we never exchanged numbers. If I ever felt like it, I could go back to his place I suppose, but for now, he was just another fun night.

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I took an uber to meet a guy for a handjob

Jan 13

I had been talking to Toby for a few days on Tinder. He was incredibly good looking and didn’t have the typical dorky pictures like kissing a fish or being in big groups of people. He was a bit older than most guys I’ve connected with on Tinder too, he was 35 and recently divorced.

He was really open with me, told me he wasn’t looking for a relationship either, and that he was just out there hooking up with people. That was absolutely fine with me, since I’m obviously in the same boat. I appreciated his honesty.

We decided to meet a few hours after I got off work. It was Friday the 13th so I knew that there would be all sorts of themed bars, and that’s not my style at all, but we picked a popular place halfway between us.

When I got there, he was already sitting in a booth, and had a beer in his hand about halfway done. He looked even better than his pictures, which was a surprise. We chatted for a little bit and we decided to go back to his place, so he got us an Uber.

When we got there, he got us both a beer, I’m not a huge fan but I just sipped it a bit. We talked about our divorces and it was nice finding someone that related. The talk shifted toward sex and we talked about our favorite things. I told him mine was actually giving blowjobs and he was in shock. He said that was his favorite thing too, only being on the receiving end. We laughed about it and then I told him that I had a requirement that he be STD free and have a recent test.

He looked sort of shocked, sort of thought I was joking at first. I told him I was serious, that even giving BJ’s was putting myself at risk, and he totally respected it. He told me he had condoms and I said that’s totally great, we can use one.

As we talked more and more, I just didn’t have the urge for sex. I wasn’t turned off or anything, actually quite the opposite. I really wanted to give him a blowjob but I didn’t want to put myself at risk, especially with someone who told me he’s actively hooking up with people.

We started making out. He unhooked my bra under my shirt and I started feeling him through his jeans. I told him he should take those off so I could get better access, and he said the same about my shirt, so we both did. Seeing him naked got me extremely horny. I got back on the couch with him and we started making out again while I played with him, he was hard immediately. I was stroking him slowly while laying sort of on top of him and he seemed to enjoy that quite a lot. He used a ton of tongue during kissing, which I thought was sort of funny given he was a bit older than most of the guys that I’ve kissed recently.

After a few minutes of this, I shifted my weight to sit between his legs. He had one leg shoved under the couch cushion and the other hanging off the couch, and I was sitting on my knees between them. I played with his balls with one hand and stroked him with the other. He just kept his gaze alternating between watching my boobs and my hand. He had a smile on his face the whole time, and he didn’t make a sound.

I started speeding up, doing a little twisting motion on his tip, sort of thinking about how my head would turn giving a blowjob, and that made his hanging leg twitch. I said “oh, you liked that huh?” He replied and told me he loved it and asked me to do it some more.

I kept going fully intending on making him cum. I started speeding up and firmed up my grip a bit, and he finally started moaning. I don’t like the lack of feedback, so this turned me on even more. As he started moaning more and more he closed his eyes for a bit, then when he opened them, he just kept staring at my hands. He said that his condoms were in his room and that we should go in there, and I just smiled and told him it didn’t seem like he wanted me to stop. He said he would and I told him fine, I didn’t want to stop. He smiled and laid his head back on the armrest.

A minute later, he lifted his head and watched as he came. He squirted straight up into the air, and it landed right back on the top of my hand. I tilted it down so it drained onto his cock and I used that as a lube to keep stroking him for a bit. He started to get pretty loud at this point, and I said something like “ooh, there’s his voice” and he just started saying “ahh, ahh, ahh” with heavy breaths.

I slowed down a lot, just slowly stoking him lightly. He asked me to avoid the head, and I put my focus on his shaft, every so often teasing the head. I leaned back onto the other arm rest, and he laid perfectly still, he just said something like “holy shit, that was insane. I didn’t know I liked handjobs so much.”

We stayed like that for another 10 or 15 minutes, just talking a little more, just general conversation. I used my feet every so often to play with his cock, just sort of flopping it from side to side and giving it a small rub, nothing too intense. He didn’t really react to it in any way outside of a few smiles. He had said he would love to return the favor, and I told him I didn’t need that, I had accomplished what I was after.

I told him I should be going, and I grabbed my shirt and bra, put them on while he laid there watching me. He said we should do this again, and I reached down and grabbed him, and I asked if now was a good time. He laughed and said he didn’t have anything left in him, but if I stayed over we could do it again soon. I politely declined and told him that it was fun and we might do it again someday. I went outside and waited for my Uber to arrive. It was a fairly warm night, which was surprising for it being January.

The Uber took a lot longer than I had anticipated, I’m pretty sure he was dropping off a Lyft because it said 2 minutes for like 8 minutes. But eventually he picked me up and he was really trying to pry into what I had done tonight. I just told him I left a friend’s house and he kept hinting at sexual stuff, it was actually really inappropriate for an Uber driver.

I got home and didn’t even brush my teeth. I was so horny for my clit sucker toy that I used to get to orgasm that and then fell asleep. I woke up at like 4am and used it again, then I slept in until after 9, which was probably the first time I’ve done that in years.

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After a Four Day Streak I took a Break. Bad Idea.

After I got home from picking up the kids after my quick hookup with Alex I had hung out and watched a show with the kids before sending them off to bed, and then once they were asleep I decided it was time to both reminisce about the BJ from earlier as well as use my new clit-sucking toy that I have been enjoying. I quietly used it, and during the use I started thinking if it would be a terrible idea to bring this thing with me and use it while giving a blowjob to someone.

The next day, I didn’t see Alex. It was now at this point that I decided to stalk him a bit and went to the schedule printed on the wall. I saw that the next day he worked the late shift, the same one as me. I laughed myself off, I hadn’t “stalked” anyone ever in my life, and I couldn’t believe I was doing it now. I picked the kids up from school and we made dinner together. We had a really great night.

As I was laying in bed, I got to thinking about it and how I had given blowjobs to 4 guys over the past 4 days, breaking my “streak” (god, that sounds terrible) that day. It was technically 3 guys, since I had been with Alex twice (Ben, Alex, Sam, Alex). I sort of laughed to myself, thinking of what a slut I had become, but then shaking that off. No, I’m a newly empowered, independent woman with needs and I’m expressing those needs in a form that’s pleasing to both me and others. This is literally a win-win.

I also thought it was ridiculous. Here I was, just a few months into exploring my sexuality, and I’m overly horny from missing just one single day. I got out my clit-sucker again and used it under my sheets while scrolling through Tinder. Once I was satisfied, I went to sleep.

The next morning (Jan 12) I dropped the kids off and went straight to the gym. I had plenty of time to get a really good workout in and I was excited. During my workout, I started thinking again about how I can just go see Alex on a whim and the prospect of it really turned me on.

I continued working out, trying to distract myself from it, but eventually decided fuck it, I’m going over. I cut my workout short, showered quickly, and then hopped in my car. I still had a few hours before my shift, and I know his shift starts at the same time, so we should be good.

I drove over to his place, hopped out, and knocked on his door.

No answer. I knocked again, no answer.

I turned and started walking to my car and texted him, asking where he was. He didn’t reply. I jumped in my car, disappointed, ready to head home and I saw him pull into the lot. He got out, grabbed a bag of groceries, and started walking up the stairs. I jumped out and followed him up the stairs, he didn’t notice me.

He opened his door and started walking in, and from right behind him I said, “mind if I come in?”

He jumped, completely startled and I laughed. He nearly dropped his groceries, which I’m incredibly glad he didn’t. He awkwardly invited me in, so I walked past him into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water while he unloaded his refrigerated stuff and watched.

He put the milk in the fridge and closed the door. He turned around and was about to say something, and I set my glass on the counter and got down on my knees. “No grabbing my hair this time, ok?” He shook his head and started to slide down his pants. I grabbed and helped him slide them the rest of the way down. I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer and I slid my mouth over his limp cock.

I bit down just a little and pulled it back, stretching it just a little before sucking hard and sliding him all the way in. It only took him a few seconds to get completely hard and then I started at a steady pace. I got up on my knees a bit. I found this to be way more comfortable on my leg muscles and my eyes were just below belly button level, so his cock was pretty much standing straight up.

I had to put most of the focus on the tip, bending my head down just a little and making faster, more shallow motions, so I decided I needed to put a lot of suction in this. He started rocking his hips just a little, almost thrusting, and I stopped him by holding his hips still. I didn’t want to be fucked in my mouth, I wanted to suck his dick. I gave him a “hmm mmm” noise and he understood.

He stopped moving pretty much immediately until his legs started to tremble a bit. This was his sign. I crouched back just a little bit and took him deep in my mouth, and he came hard. He started moaning loudly and making his cute whimpering noises while I slowed down and gave him less suction.

I grabbed his softening dick, gave his tip a little tongue swirl, and stood up. I smiled and gave him a quick eyebrow raise and turned, grabbed my keys from the counter and opened the door, which was literally right next to his fridge. I closed the door and then an older woman walked right by, and I smiled at her, then had a good laugh. If she had been just 2 seconds earlier, she would have seen Alex with his pants around his ankles.

I bumped into Alex a number of times at work, but neither of us gave any sort of indication of what happened that morning.

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Yeah. I did it again (my coworker).

Well, it’s not like I learned my lesson. Yeah, I saw all the warnings on Reddit for people telling me “don’t shit where you eat” but I’m having fun with these teases and he seems to like them as well. I mean, he’s not had any issues so far, and the fact that I’ve given him head twice isn’t a bad thing. It’s not like we’re getting married.

I saw Alex at work for the first time since I had given him a second BJ by stopping by his apartment unannounced. He was sitting in the break room with a few others as I was getting ready to clock in for the day. I smiled at him, he gave me a bit of a smile and a nod, and we didn’t say anything. I didn’t want the others to suspect anything at all.

The other two left, and then he stood up to leave as well, but he walked over toward me with his water bottle in his hand. I was standing near the water, so it made sense. He smiled and nodded again, even though nobody was in the room, he was being respectful of the whole “never talk about this again” situation I presented him with the other day.

I started walking toward him, which was toward the exit, and I briefly stopped him by catching his bicep and whispered in his ear, “next time, don’t grab my hair.” I kept walking. He turned around and had another confused look on his face. I’m used to that by now.

I wasn’t even 10 feet away and I got a text from him, that just said, “Is there going to be a next time?”

I put away my phone. I didn’t want to give him anything to feed off of, and I liked the idea of torturing him a bit. I went on with my work day, thinking back on how I had now hooked up with guys 3 days in a row, and it was making me daydream a bit more than is usual.

My kids go over to a friend’s house after school if I’m working late, which tonight I was. There are a few parents at the school that have volunteered for this job since our kids get along and they’re trying to help me out as a single mom. She knew I was going to come get the kids around 8:15, since I was going to be getting off at 8 this night.

My manager found me and told me I was able to leave early today if I wanted to. It was about 7:30 and I thought it would be great to get my kids a half hour earlier tonight so we could spend a bit of time together.

I jumped in my car and started texting my daughter, letting her know that I’d be a bit early, and she told me that she was still working on a group project with her friend, and that her brother was playing video games, so it would be better to pick them up at 8:15 or maybe even 8:30.

I was a bit bummed. I don’t get to see them as much as I used to, but we’re doing our best. I also didn’t want to drive home then just wait around for 15 minutes to have to leave again. So, I just sat there in the parking lot messaging a few of the Tinder guys about potentially meeting up this weekend.

Talking to these guys made me horny again, and while I was responding to texts, I saw the one from Alex earlier. I finally popped it open and asked if I could stop by. He replied and told me I can come over literally any time I want.

I drove over to his place. I walked up and as I was about to knock, he opened the door. He was obviously just waiting for me. I walked in and told him that I don’t want to come over unannounced in case he had another girl over. He told me not to worry about that as he laughed, telling me that there’s really not a chance of that happening, so the invitation to come over whenever I want still stands.

He asked me what’s going on, why I wanted to come over. I smiled and nodded down, looking at his crotch. He smiled and asked, “really?” I shook my head and walked over to the chair and pointed, telling him to sit down. He walked over, and before he could sit, I stopped him and slid my hand down his pants. It was fairly easy since he was wearing sweatpants. I pulled them down and pushed him into the chair.

I slid them all the way off and tossed them to the side. I looked at my watch. It was 7:55 and the kids were 10 minutes away. I had 15-20 minutes. I said, “I’ve only got ten minutes. Is that ok?” while I started stroking his cock. He told me that was more than enough time and smiled.

I grabbed him hard and then slid him into my mouth after a few strokes. He let out a breath and a small moan, and then I started sucking on him quicker. I’m not sure if I enjoy the repetitive motions better or when I mix things up. I think I like them better separately, and I’m starting to be able to tell what Alex likes too. This sort of appeals to me for a minute; understanding what one person likes, but then I realized that I really don’t want to be tied down again and I kept going.

He was fast. He started moaning, his butt started lifting off the seat a bit, and then he came. I was feeling a bit more playful than usual, maybe it was because I knew I still had a bit of time left, but I just kept sucking the tip of his dick for a little longer, but I did it super slowly because when I did it quicker, he started yelping again, but when I would go slowly, he just moaned.

Once I could tell he had enough, I got up, grabbed his pants and tossed them to him, and started walking out. He threw his underwear on quickly, and he grabbed my shoulder and stopped me. He asked why I’m doing this for him. He said he doesn’t deserve it, that he’s not fighting it in any way, but he just doesn’t understand.

I thought about it for a second, not knowing what to say. I didn’t know either. Why have I sucked this young guy’s cock three separate times now, and have asked for nothing back? No, demanded nothing back. I don’t know, myself.

So my answer was simple, I told him, “Because I just like sucking your cock,” with a stupid smirk on my face, and I shrugged my shoulders. Then I added, “is that okay?”

He enthusiastically said of course, and then he asked what he could do to return the favor. I told him the best thing he can do is to keep quiet and let me do what I want to do, when I want to do it. I told him that if he can stick to this, that it might happen again. Then I looked at my watch and told him I had to leave. He said he loved it, he just felt guilty. I told him that it seems like we’re both in the same boat, that we both like this so why not?

I quickly walked down to my car and jumped in. I drove over to get the kids and they still weren’t ready to leave quite yet. It was kind of nice, I had a little opportunity to chat with my friend while my daughter finished up the project. We made it back a little later than I had wanted, but I was happy that the kids were happy, and it was great to get to catch up.

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I broke another rule. I met another guy for a second time.

So the day before, I broke my first rule: never see anyone again. But, I was horny and I knew Alex was a very safe bet, considering I know he’s not hooking up with anyone else and the first time was a lot of fun. I regret nothing.

However, I had texted Sam before I decided to swing by Alex’s place. Well, Sam got back to me in the morning, saying he’d love to meet up again. I was on my way to the gym when I received the text. I was kind of afraid I’d see Sam at the gym since that’s where we met in the first place.

Fortunately, that didn’t happen. I did my workout, took my shower, and then I responded, letting him know that I texted him last night hoping to see him again, but I couldn’t see him again until the weekend, if at all. He was really happy since I had told him a few times over text that it wouldn’t happen again, but said he didn’t want to wait.

I have my kids with me during the week days, and I was going to pick them up after work and bring them back for the week. I told him that it wasn’t going to be an option, and we chatted back and forth about potential no strings weekend fun.

During the evening, I was washing dishes and cleaning up when I got another text from Sam. I didn’t reply until after the kids went to bed. He told me he’d be quiet sneaking in if I wanted to do something tonight. I politely declined, flirting a bit about how he should wait for me until Friday night.

He hinted again, I declined again. I had a glass of wine while we chatted. He asked if we could talk on the phone, and I thought it was no harm. I went into my room and closed my door when he FaceTimed me. I wasn’t expecting this, but I answered anyway. I really never use FaceTime, must be showing my age.

After we chatted for a while, he convinced me to flash him. I wasn’t wearing a bra and he’d already seen me very much naked, he’s the only guy to lick my butthole after all. We started talking about what we’d do this weekend. I told him I couldn’t wait to suck his dick again, since before I was able to get him to cum twice. He said he couldn’t wait to lick me again, and he made special note that I seemed to go absolutely crazy when he licked me “in a certain spot.”

I blushed and he laughed, seeing that he caught me off guard. Then, he suggested he sneak straight into my room and do it again. I pushed back for a moment, but then it kind of appealed to me. It’s not like my wall shares one with the kids’ room, theirs is separated by the bathroom. I told him to hang on, I snuck out and peered into their room (unfortunately, they’re sharing rooms at both my place and the ex’s since we’re still sorting stuff out) and they were both asleep.

I came back in, and I asked exactly what he had in mind. I told him to be detailed.

He did as he was told. He described in very great detail exactly what he would do. First he’d sneak in and we’d quietly close the door. Then, since I’d be wearing nothing under my robe, he would drop it to the floor and push me back. He would lick my ass up to my clit until I came.

He was incredibly detailed, speaking sensually and being very descriptive.

I hesitated. I said, “Then what?” and he was confused.

I asked again. He started down a path of giving me a round two, and then I gave him a buzzer sound and said “wrong” which made him chuckle a bit.

Then he shook his head and said something like, “then we trade places and you suck my cock until I cum and you swallow it all.”

I smirked and said “you’ve got 15 minutes,” and then hung up without anything else being said. I was absolutely terrified and excited at the same time. I took off my clothes and put on my robe.

Ten minutes later, I got a text he was at the apartment. Damn, he was really fast. He must have driven like a madman. I go out and quietly open the door, and he sneaks right past me and goes straight into my room. I had considered a repeat of last time, where I gave him a blowjob to start, but I didn’t have time for two blowjobs and for him to lick me too. It was approaching midnight and I get up with the kids before 7. I knew that the next day I would be exhausted.

I followed directly behind him, quietly closing my bedroom door. The moment the door latched, he was on me, sticking his tongue into my mouth. We swirled around our tongues while he untied my robe, dropping it to the floor. He was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt, I wasn’t wearing a thing.

He whispered for me to crawl onto the bed, which I did. I laid on my back, and he told me to get on all fours instead. I shook my head no, and he gave me a pouty face and put his hands together like he was begging. I rolled my eyes and got on all fours. I had just one very dim light on in the corner of the room, but I was still very self conscious of my butthole being the only thing he could see, but then he told me it was the sexiest thing he’s ever seen in his life and it took away a little bit of the anxiety.

He crawled down onto the floor on his knees behind me. He grabbed my butt cheeks with each hand and gave them a big squeeze before spreading them apart and licking me, deeply and slowly, in one motion. Holy heaven. Bliss. I let in a deep breath and tensed up. He told me to relax, and he went back again. I could feel the coldness of his saliva and the air from his nose cooling it, along with the warmth of his tongue. The sensations of the warm and cool mixture was unbelievably pleasurable.

He went further down, sliding his tongue across my clit and circling a few times, while letting out a large breath from his nose, which amplified the sensations on my asshole by a hundred, before sliding all the way back up, drawing circles with his tongue around my ass.

Then, he started rubbing my clit with one hand and steadily licking my ass with his tongue. I leaned my face into my pillow, arching my back, and moaning as quietly as I could, but I can’t imagine it was quiet overall. A few moments later, a shockwave of pure bliss flew through my body as a completely unrestrained orgasm coursed through my body. I clenched together and leaned forward, moaning loudly into the pillow I had dragged with me.

I turned and looked at him, mouthing “holy fuck” to him, and seeing him smile at me was a site to behold. I turned onto my back, laying my head on the pillow so I could see him. He pushed my legs apart a little, and rested his chin on the bed between them.

I covered my pussy with my hand and he laughed, telling me it’s not like he didn’t just see it all.

I patted the bed next to me, told him to get naked and join me. He stripped everything off while I laid there watching, and came and laid next to me. I didn’t wait at all, crawling over one leg so I was laying on my belly with my head at his cock, and I took his half hard cock into my mouth slowly.

It was only a few seconds before he was as hard as he could get, and I grabbed his balls while sucking. He started moaning quickly, and I decided to just keep the pace rather than switching to his head. He came, and as he did this I slid a bit further out and sucked on his head for the first time.

This was hands down the fastest blowjob I had ever given. As he finished, I smiled and held his cock and looked at him and said something like “wow, that was fast” and he seemed to get a little embarrassed and apologized. I told him that no, that’s exactly what I needed because it’s late, so I was happy. He told me he hadn’t came in almost a week, so he wasn’t surprised that he came so fast.

I laughed and told him I wasn’t surprised either, because he came so much I was now full. We both snickered, and I had to “shhh” him to remind him of the kids.

I crawled off, putting my robe on and he got dressed. I told him I enjoyed it and he said the same. We both agreed we should do this again soon before he snuck back out.

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I’m the one that broke the rule with my coworker

So, the night before this one, I had gone over to Ben’s house and basically gave him a super fast, no nonsense blowjob, and I enjoyed the hell out of it. It made me feel a bit more slutty than usual, since there wasn’t a date before it, there wasn’t any wining and dining, nothing. We had talked about a blowjob. Nothing more, nothing less.

I got up early and went to the gym before work, I showered at the gym and headed in. At work all day, I couldn’t stop remembering what had gone on and how I wanted to make that happen again. I was glad we had a slow day at work and I didn’t need to help many people, because I was just in a daydreaming mood all day long.

It was a Sunday, and I didn’t really have any prospects for the night, so I knew I was going to go home disappointed. I was, however, super excited to get home as fast as I could so I could use a new toy I just got. I had even reached out to Sam again, breaking a rule I had set about hooking up with a guy again, but I thought it was fun and I knew he was safe. But, I had reached out to him right before we closed the store and he hadn’t replied yet.

I was about halfway home, just a block from my coworker, Alex, and I don’t know what came over me. He lives just two blocks out of the way, and I didn’t even turn on my blinker, I just turned down his street. I started getting nervous and anxious. Will he be home? Did I piss him off with the “let’s never talk about this again” talks? I didn’t know what to do, but I felt like I NEEDED to give someone a blowjob, and he was my best prospect at this very moment.

I pulled in and sat in the car. Should I text him? Should I just show up? Should I leave? “Fuck it,” I thought. I got out of the car and I walked up the stairs and knocked. He opened the door and had a shocked look on his face. Like, really, really shocked, but he didn’t really say anything except a really long drawn out “heyyyyyyyy Jesssssss”

All I said here was, “Do you want a blowjob?”

His eyes lit up. He opened his mouth and nothing came out. Instead, he just opened the door all the way and stepped back, inviting me in. He had been playing some video game which was paused on the tv. It looked like a war game my son plays called Call Of Duty I think. This makes me hesitate for a few seconds, thinking how young this guy actually is. He’s 24, and I know that even older people play video games, but just thinking he could be playing with my son at times really freaked me out.

I shook that from my mind and looked down and saw he was already starting to get hard. I took off my shirt and my bra. This seemed to help the night before, so why not? His eyes were wide open, again in shock, and I got down on my knees. I unbuttoned his jeans, then unzipped them and slid them down. His boxers were covering his erection, which was as hard as a rock. I reached up and pulled down both sides, making his cock bounce back up after the cloth pulled it down.

I wasted no time and slid it into my mouth, holding his hips with each hand. I started at a medium pace, thinking back to everything I had done the night before to make Ben cum as quickly as possible. I continued at the medium pace, not changing the speed at all, with the exception of the two times I slid out, sucked on his tip as hard as I could, while twisting my neck from side to side (this was new), making him moan loudly.

I could feel his orgasm starting to approach, and I pulled him out of my mouth and started stroking, telling him, “You’re going to cum for me, I’m going to get up and leave, and we’re never going to talk about this again, is that a deal?”

He shook his head yes and mouthed it, deeply out of breath. I immediately plunged as deep as I could on him, I could feel his cock hit the back of my throat. It’s funny, because I’ve read a million times that you should do this as he’s cumming so that you don’t have to taste the cum, but for me that’s not an issue. I like to feel it go through my mouth so I slid it back out and sucked hard on his tip.

He started really pulsing hard and I started twisting my neck while sucking on his tip, I basically had my lips wrapped around the base part of his head, and he reached down and grabbed my hair with one hand while he moaned really loudly while he shot into my mouth. I continued sucking hard and his legs started shaking. He tightened his grip on my hair while he let out what sounded almost like a whimper. I didn’t like the hair grabbing at all.

I looked up at him, he was staring down at me and I gave him a slight smile while I kept his head in my mouth, and I gave him a soft, playful bite before wrapping my lips around him and taking him all the way deep one more time. He whimpered again and I pulled back.

I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, then I grabbed my bra. I figured there was no point in putting it on, I was ten minutes from my own bed.

When I looked back at Alex, he was just standing there watching me, wearing nothing but a t-shirt. He almost looked like a zombie, he had no emotion on his face at all. He shook his head, snapping himself out of the gaze and he opened his mouth to say something and I put my finger over his lips, giving him a quick “shhhhhh” with a smile. I winked at him and turned and walked away.

I went straight to my car, turned it on, and cranked the volume up way too loud, then drove home. I had ordered a new toy, one that just sucks my clit because it was cheap and it got good reviews and I was excited to try it out, so as soon as I got home I went straight to my bed. It was still really early since we close early on Sundays. I basically dove down and tried it out and holy crap, it was insane. I had an unbelievable orgasm, I was so turned on from the quick, absolutely zero strings attached blowjob I had just given.

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Blowjob

I Thought I was a $2 Hooker

It had been a long week, the kids had extra stuff going on with school and there was a little drama with trying to sell the house, dealing with some last minute fixes, etc. I was stressed, and the way for me to relieve stress was with, well, horny stuff.

I had been talking to guys from Tinder, and found it shockingly difficult to get what I wanted. I assumed that every single guy out there would either a) be able to show me their most recent test results showing they’re safe, or b) want a handjob if they couldn’t produce it.

The amount of guys that laughed me off for asking if I could come to their place to give them a handjob is unbelievable. I see people complaining that they can’t get any matches period, and the guys that tell me I’m being crazy or childish… I’ll have to make a post at some point with some of the crazy messages I get about that.

Well, I came across Ben. Ben was an exception. He totally understood my desire, and I think he both liked and respected it. I told him up front that I really just like giving blowjobs, but I won’t do it if there’s no proof the guy is clean. I told him that if he’d be willing to show me, that I’d come over right away.

He showed me almost immediately. He was anxious. I had been drinking. I downed a few glasses of my cheap wine and when he sent me his location, I realized two things. First, I shouldn’t drive. Second, I had been spending way too much money on Ubers lately. My ex and I were still both really trying to be honest with expenses and frugal while we’re splitting assets. We both took some money from savings but honestly with first and last month’s rent, deposit on the apartment, application fees, furniture, and trying to still be a good parent, I was about tapped out.

So I was honest with him. Told him I didn’t want to drive and I couldn’t justify the price of an Uber. I mean it’s not like I’m eating rice and beans and canned foods yet, but I’ve always tried to be fairly frugal, and it was starting to get the best of me once I saw just how much Ubering I’d been doing. He asked how much it was, and I told him.

He sent me the money over Apple Pay almost instantly. He didn’t even say anything else and I just said I’d be right there.

I hailed the Uber, got in the car, and had a great chat with the Uber driver. I love when I hear someone with a thick accent driving. They always have a great story, and he was no exception.

I showed up to his place, which was a small two bedroom older house close to campus. I knocked on the door and he opened and let me in. I peered around, he asked if I wanted a drink, and I thought about it for a second. I asked if he had any wine, and he said all he had was beer. I declined.

We stood there in silence for a bit. We had literally talked about me coming over to give him a blowjob and that’s it. I just wanted to get to it, I didn’t really want to hang out. I wanted to get up a little earlier than usual for a weekend so I could go to the gym before work.

So there was a little awkward banter for a few minutes. He was pretty sexy, and I like to see my guys naked, not just their dick through their pants, so I decided I needed to be the one to make the first move.

He was wearing gray sweatpants, (which for you guys is literally the sexiest thing you can wear), so I pressed up against him, kissed him, and pulled up his shirt. He took the lead and pulled it the rest of the way up and over his head, and he did the same to me. I undid my bra and dropped it on the floor. He reached out and cupped my breasts, I kissed him again, and then I slid my hands down his hips, keeping my hands against his skin.

I slid his pants down a little, and then I got down on my knees. He was halfway hard, and I grabbed his cock with one hand and gave it a few strokes while he got all the way there. Once he was fully hard, I slowly slid him into my mouth. He stepped out of one side of his pants, opening his legs a little, and I was able to sit myself back a little bit since he was now the right height.

There wasn’t any romance to this night. I was horny, and I wanted to make him cum. I wanted to do it fast. I started moving at a medium pace. I typically start slow, with lots of teasing, but tonight was the first night that we had discussed the plan, which was for us to meet, me to suck his dick, and then I would leave.

He seemed to like the pace. He tightened his legs and one started trembling quickly. I didn’t change my rhythm at all. I just kept going, steady and deep. He started moaning and breathing hard, and I slipped out and gave his head a few really, really hard sucks and he grunted hard.

I then went back to the original pace, and he asked if he should cum on my tits. I didn’t answer him, I just pulled back and started sucking on the tip again, as hard as I could, and he exploded. I quickly took him as far back into my throat as possible while I felt him pulsing with my tongue. I kept him in the back of my mouth until he finished with his twitches and then I finally slowly released him.

My legs were absolutely burning at this point, so I shifted back, sitting on my butt with my knees on both sides of his legs. His pants were wadded up to the side under my right knee. I reached up, grabbing his cock and I gave a few small strokes, then I wiped a few small drips of cum with my thumb.

He took a small step back, but since his pants were trapped under my leg, he sort of stumbled backwards a little. I quickly raised my leg so he wouldn’t fall. We had a really good laugh at that. I asked him how long it would take him for a second round, and he said he hadn’t ever tried.

I asked him how long he thought, if he could do it again in 15 minutes, and he said it was possible. He pulled his pants back on and I grabbed my shirt. I started putting my bra on, and he asked if I was serious, if I would do it again, and I told him I needed to wake up early, so if he wanted another one, it would have to be like 15 minutes because that was all the time I really had.

He kind of laughed, and said that if I wanted there to be a better shot at it, that I should keep my shirt off. I thought about it for a few seconds and then said fine, I’ll take a beer. I figured I had already done stuff to him, and I was fully topless the whole time, so it’s not like there was any secret to hide.

I drank about half the beer over 15 minutes while we chatted and asked him if he thought it was a possibility, and he told me that although he would absolutely love it because it was one of the best blowjobs he’d ever had, he really didn’t think he could cum again. I said it was fine, and I started getting dressed. I told him I needed to go, I hit the Uber and thanked him for paying for it.

He laughed and said it was his pleasure, said he would pay for it anytime, and the Uber arrived after like 2 minutes. I apologized for not finishing the beer, told him I had fun, and I left.

Afterward

I went home and used my vibrator while just looking at his Tinder photos. Ben was super hot, the night was hot, and I absolutely loved just showing up and not really dealing with the b.s. that leads up to the fun. Thinking about it while masturbating got me off insanely well.

A few days went by, and I had been thinking about how he said he would “Pay for it” any time, and I started getting really self conscious about this. I didn’t want to be a prostitute, especially not for just a few dollars. I mean I guess not for any money, but especially for $1.86, which is why I posted to Reddit asking. The comments were pretty amusing, and reassured me that no, I’m not a prostitute because I didn’t do it for the money, I did it for the fun. Later, I went back into Uber and added a tip so that I didn’t have that guilt. I gave the driver home a $10 tip, and then I realized that I didn’t tip the first driver, but oh well, no big deal. Someone asked if I felt better knowing I spent money to give a BJ and yes, I actually did, because then it’s absolutely obvious I didn’t do it for any money.

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My First Sleepover

I had been arranging plans to meet Bradley (not Brad!) for a few days now. We met on Bumble. I actually like Bumble a bit more than Tinder, but we won’t get into that now. I was a bit scared that Alex might stalk me or something after last night, but that never happened, I actually didn’t get any texts from him.

I got off work at 5, went home and showered, shaved, and did my hair. We were meeting at a restaurant that both of us wanted to try but had never been. I took an Uber because I really didn’t want to risk driving buzzed again. Over dinner, we had some really nice conversations. Minus the fact that I called him “Brad” at the beginning and he had to sternly correct me to “Bradley,” we seemed to agree on everything. We had each had a glass of wine before our meal arrived, and then had ordered a second one once the meal came out.

He was in a similar situation to me: he had kids, was divorced, but he was actually looking for a relationship. We had briefly discussed this over text, but I really wanted to make it clear that I’m just in it for one day at a time, and that given I’m only a few months out of a 20+ year relationship, that I am pretty well against any kind of follow on.

He had told me early on in our text conversations that I should probably stick to Tinder for these kinds of meetups, but he wanted to see me anyway, so I think things were pretty clear that we were just in this for the night.

After we finished, he invited me back to his place for dessert. I thought that was a little unique, considering most the time I thought people went back for “drinks”. I agreed. We grabbed an Uber to his place, and we got there I asked what was for dessert. “Me,” he joked, and then got out a tub of Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia. Clever, he had asked me what my favorite ice cream was a few days back. Bonus points for sure.

He brought out two spoons and we sat on the couch taking turns shoveling it into our mouths. After some conversation, he sat the mostly eaten tub to the side and crawled up over me and we started kissing. His kisses were more passionate and slow than the previous men I had been with. Bradley was in his mid 30’s, where the others have been a decade younger.

It was at this point that I realized we were absolutely going to be fooling around, and I had just made a post on Reddit the other day about my first hookup cumming in my mouth. The post really scared some reality into me in that I was terrified of catching something from him by giving him a blowjob. I asked him when the last time he had been tested was, under the impression based on my Reddit post that this was a totally normal question, and he chuckled, saying he didn’t really remember, maybe 9 months ago or so.

I shook my head, and he asked if it was okay. I didn’t know what to do because I hadn’t been in this boat before, but he said we could stop if I wasn’t ready. He was being really nice. I smiled and told him everything was great. I took this moment to stand up and slowly unbutton my shirt, staring him in the eyes the whole time. He just sat and watched. I slid down my blouse and then unclamped my bra, letting it fall to the floor.

“I have protection in my room,” he told me, which made me feel good with my nervousness more than likely showing through. I smiled and nodded, and he stood up, grabbed my hand, and then walked me into his room. He opened his drawer, grabbed a condom, and sat it on top, then started taking off his clothes.

He told me he doesn’t do this often, so he’s not really sure what we’re supposed to do, and I told him that I was the same. I unbuttoned my pants and slid everything off, and awkwardly stood there completely naked while he finished getting undressed. He looked up at me and let out a “holy shit” which made me blush and I said “I thought the same thing when I saw you.”

This was a bit of a lie. He didn’t have the absolutely perfect body I’d seen before, but he was still very sexy. He had a hairy chest and stomach, he had a very typical dad-bod and there’s nothing wrong with that. I thought it was kind of funny considering how hairy he was in the fact that he had completely shaven everything around his crotch.

He walked up to me and kissed me again, pressing up against me. His cock was still completely soft, and I reached down and gave it a grab. He slowly pushed his weight against me, knocking me back onto the bed. He immediately got down on his knees and started kissing the inside of my legs, starting with my knees, moving across from knee to knee, then up a little closer, until he arrived up at my pussy (I never know what word to use here. I hate that books use either “folds” or “sex” most of the time. It’s not sex unless you’re having sex!). I think the anticipation felt much better than the actual act of him licking me, but it still felt good.

He went down on me for a little while, mostly focusing slow, long licks between my clit and my hole. He definitely had experience, he knew what to do and it showed. Still, while I was getting licked, I was thinking about what was going to be next. Was he going to fuck me, or was I going to give him a blowjob? I still was nervous about the risks, that Reddit post really freaked me out.

I hadn’t noticed that at some point he must have grabbed the condom, opened it, and put it on while he was going down on me, but he climbed up on me and slowly slid it in. I was mortified. I asked him where the condom was, and he said not to worry, he’s wearing it, and I looked down to see he was telling the truth. I relaxed a bit, and he started thrusting.

It wasn’t but two minutes later that he said he was getting close, and I said I wanted him to cum on my chest. I think the thought of this set him over the edge, because he instantly came in the condom. Watching his face with the grunts almost made me laugh. His face was red and the veins in his neck pronounced. He looked like a guy I have seen doing dead lifts at the gym.

He rolled over onto his back, completely out of breath, and he pulled the condom off and dropped it in the trash, before looking over at me. He told me it was incredible, and I told a little fib and told him I agreed. He stretched his arm out, basically hinting that I should lay on his shoulder, so I took his lead and did so.

He said again how hot it was, and I reached down and grabbed his cock with a very soft grip and started stroking it. I said I agreed, but I didn’t get a chance to do my thing, and he let me play with him by stroking him for a few minutes before he said he couldn’t take it anymore, so I stopped.

It was getting late, and I told him that I had a blast, but I needed to go. He asked me to stay the night. I told him I had to work the next day so I should probably go, and he said he had to be at work around 9, so if I stayed he could drop me wherever I needed. I didn’t need to work until 11, so it wasn’t a terrible idea and I don’t know why, but I agreed. I told him I needed to use the bathroom, and while I was in there I was thinking of excuses to leave, and by the time I came back, he was completely passed out.

I decided that would be a completely asshole thing to do, so I crawled in next to him and fell asleep pretty quickly myself.

I woke up at 6:30, the sun somehow was peering through a crack in the blinds, directly in my eyes. I rolled over and saw that he was completely uncovered, laying out almost like a starfish, completely naked, morning wood in full view. I must have hogged all the blankets. My ex used to always complain about this. 

This gave me a great idea. I slid off the bed and he didn’t budge. I walked around to the foot and as slowly as I could, crept up and slid my mouth over his cock. I slowly started sucking, wondering when he was going to wake up.

It wasn’t even a minute later when he opened his eyes and registered what was happening. I immediately asked him if this was okay, and he enthusiastically agreed. I started sucking a bit faster and with more force, and then the thought of catching something reared in my head, so I leaned back, straddling over the top of his legs, with his cock right near my crotch. 

After I moved, I came back with a bit more motion, and he asked if we could use some lube, since he never does anything dry. I agreed, and he reached up and grabbed a bottle of coconut oil from his side table and handed it to me. I squirted a little in my hands, rubbed them together, and started stroking him again. I started slowly, covering every bit of his shaft. His cock wasn’t quite big enough to stroke with both hands, so I played with his balls a little with my left hand and stroked with my right. 

Soon after, he started moaning very loudly and his cock started pulsing. I could tell he was very close. I grabbed with both hands and started twisting in opposite directions and he almost instantly came. I pointed it up toward his belly button, and his cum started catching in his hair. I kept stroking, slowing my motion, until he was done, and I realized this was my first post-marriage handjob. I had given my ex handjobs here and there, but it was always laying next to him. I hadn’t ever sat there this exposed, and I certainly hadn’t really ever watched everything unfold like this. It was incredibly hot, and it made me want to do it again, and soon. 

He looked down at his stomach and laughed at the mess. I laughed with him. He said he needed to rinse off before we head out, but that I should make us both some coffee if I drank it. I threw on one of his shirts and went out there to figure it out. I made the coffee no problem, and he came walking out wearing his pants but no shirt. He made a joke about how his stomach was clean now and it made me blush a little.

I told him the coffee was about done brewing and I walked over to the living room and grabbed my shirt from the floor. He was watching me and said something about how he wishes I hadn’t been so careful bending over. It took me a second to register that I even had been careful not to just moon him and I chuckled a bit.

We drank our coffee and then I went and got dressed. He told me he had to brush his teeth, and I think it was one last excuse to watch me change, because he didn’t really pay much attention to his teeth.

He asked me where he should drop me off, and I told him where I lived. He kind of looked disappointed and I gave him a questioning look, and he said it was the complete opposite direction of his office. I told him it was fine, I could take an Uber, and he told me it was fine, he could be a little late.

I insisted and called the Uber, he felt bad and tried to hand me some money to cover it. I declined. The Uber arrived and took me home, and I took my own shower and got ready for work.