Author: Jess

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I had the most intense orgasm of my life

This story is out of the ordinary for multiple reasons. First, I was called out yesterday for not really writing in detail regarding MY orgasms, and secondly because this post is coming in the next day, not months later. So for now, keep in mind that a lot has happened since my last post, maybe keep an eye on the dates of posts.

Josh and I had hooked up a few weeks prior, where I gave him a BJ in my apartment after we had sex. I really enjoyed my time hanging out with him, and so when he asked if we could do it again earlier in the week, I didn’t hesitate to break my “no second time” rule which seems to be broken more and more. He came over and I had wine ready. I had the plan all laid out: he’d show up, I’d give him a BJ, we’d watch a movie and flirt, and then I’d probably give him another BJ and we’d be done.

Well, that’s not how it went. I shouldn’t try to plan stuff like this out in my head. He arrived and I gave him some wine. We immediately started making out on the couch, and we were getting very handsy. I grabbed him through his jeans and told him I wanted to suck him off in between kisses. He raised himself up so he was straddling me and I started unbuckling his belt. He unbuttoned his pants and then unzipped. I reached in and pulled his cock through the fly in his boxers, but I couldn’t get a good enough angle on it.

I told him to take them off, so he got off and did, he stripped all the way down. I told him I liked the idea of where he was, so he climbed back on me straddling my crotch, he was fully naked now and I was fully clothed. I started stroking him and he was loving it, but I couldn’t reach him with my lips. I was incredibly horny seeing this sexy man completely naked, his hips lightly thrusting as I was stroking his cock.

I told him to slide closer so I could suck him and he did. He slid his way up and I bent my neck up, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip a few times, and I tried to get a little deeper, but my neck was already bent as much as it could go. He thrust himself forward just a little bit to help go a little deeper and asked if that was okay. I couldn’t really do anything except mumble “mmm hmm” and I bobbed my head the little bit that I could muster.

He slowly started sliding his cock in and out, a little deeper each time, and he told me to stop him if I didn’t like it. At first I never had imagined I’d just sit here letting him hump my face, but as it was happening, I started enjoying it more and more. He was slowly thrusting in and out, maybe half way, he wasn’t going deep or shallow, but then he started speeding up a little and I no longer enjoyed it.

I grabbed his cock with one hand and slid him out the side and told him to lay down so I could take over. He laid back to the other arm of the couch, hanging one leg down to the floor, and I crawled up and then quickly took him all the way in. He moaned loudly, it seemed like he liked it deeper than he was going, so I kept it deep for a while.

I moved my head slowly and steady, but I didn’t go up or down too much at all. He started panting, and then moments later let out a loud moan and I could feel him starting to pulse. I sucked hard and went deep, then I pulled all the way out to his tip, and he came hard. He let out an incredibly loud moan as I sucked hard and swallowed slowly. I gave him a few more gentle sucks as I let him slide out of my mouth.

Looking up, he made eye contact with me right away. I smiled and he leaned in and gave me a kiss, then leaned back and told me it was insane, that it was even better than last time and he didn’t know that was possible. He leaned back, chuckled and shook his head. I asked what was wrong, and he said that he just didn’t understand how I did that. That made me smile and almost blush.

So far, everything’s to plan. He started putting his clothes on and I went and refilled our wine. I figured we’d find a movie on Netflix to watch. I came back and sat down and we just started talking about movies as we were browsing. Have you ever just done that, where you just can’t find something worth watching but you just talk about every movie you scroll past?

So after a few minutes of looking, the conversation shifts and I just set the remote down. We end up talking for nearly an hour before the conversation shifts back to sex. He talked again about the blowjob I just gave him and how it was the best thing he’s ever felt, and he said he wanted to make me feel that way.

I told him that he did, because him telling me that makes me feel incredible, and I would even do it again if he’s ready. I leaned in and kissed him, and we made out for a few minutes. He pulled back away and he said that no, it’s not the same. He really wanted to know what I liked.

I started thinking about it and decided to tell him that I really don’t get off from oral sex, I’ve had a few guys lick my pussy and while it feels good, it can never really compete with my clit sucker. He asked about sex, like if I’ve ever gotten off from PIV sex and I told him no, I hadn’t. He asked me about anal, and I told him I am really not interested in having anything up there. Then he asked if I’d ever had my ass licked before, and I told him I had, and it was probably my favorite thing. He smiled and said he’d never done that before, but he’d love to do it for me. I thought about it for a bit and told him it’s okay, that I really just wanted to give him some more, that I promise I actually enjoy that more than getting my ass licked.

We started kissing again, and I asked him if we should take this to my room. He said yes, and we held hands and walked in. I sat down on my bed and pulled his pants down while he took off his shirt. He was standing there completely naked again, sexy as hell. He told me it wasn’t fair that he’s the only naked one, so I smiled and stood up next to him and stripped down slowly while he watched. I got down to my knees and reached up, taking his cock into my mouth and he asked what I was doing.

I told him that I wanted to top the last one, that I wanted to make this one twice as good. I started sucking hard and slow, and he took a full step back. I asked what was wrong, I thought maybe I hurt him. He said, “you really want to suck me again?”

I told him yes, more than anything. I wanted to suck him so, so badly.

He said, “Good. You don’t get to.” I just looked at him confused. Then he said something like, “you’ve got to at least let me try on you first. If you don’t like it, you can go right back to me and trust me I’m not going to stop you again. But you’ve got to give me a few minutes on you.”

I thought for a moment about how I usually just am a pleaser and I rely solely on myself to get off. I didn’t think he’d actually do much, but if it’s going to get me any closer to sucking his cock again, I was for it. There was no downside to this, maybe I’d get lucky.

I smiled and agreed that it was fair. I asked where he wanted me, and he told me on my back on the side of the bed. I sat down, then laid back. He kneeled on the floor and pushed my legs open. He dove right in, giving my clit one big lick before sliding his tongue down to my entrance and sticking it as deep as he could. He went back up and started swirling his tongue around my clit, then he slid his tongue all…the…way… down. He licked my ass and I tensed up. I could feel the breath from his nostrils on my entrance. He asked if it was good, and I told him it was.

He went back up to my clit and circled a few times then sucked. I enjoyed the sucking. He asked me if that’s where the toy does it, and I showed him with my finger where I put the sucker. He sucked a few times and then said he had an idea. I was a little reluctant, asking him what he had in mind, and he asked where I keep the toy.

Curious, I pointed to my drawer. He opened it and it’s right on top, along with my vibrator. He held it up and asked if that was the toy and I shook my head. He handed it to me and said to use it on myself. I said no way, and he begged. Finally I said, “no, you can use it on me then” and handed it to him after turning it on.

He started moving it around and the feeling was just as blissful as ever. He stopped it in JUST the wrong spot, so I grabbed his hand and moved it. Oh man. Bliss. Pure bliss. I’m a little weirded out that he’s just staring at my spread open pussy at full close view, but hey, I guess we’ve seen all of each other now so who cares?

After another moment, he moves it around again. I like to keep it on just one spot. I grabbed it from him and held it, and he leaned in and gave my butthole a quick lick. I tensed up and moaned. As I released my tension, he gave it another quick lick. I tightened up again. He did this a few more times. The feeling of the clit sucker doing it’s job and his tongue just barely grazing over my butthole was INTENSE.

Then, he leaned in and slowly gave a circle around. Then he went the other way. I let out a loud moan and he did it again.

He circled around a number of times while I held the toy in place. Then he went the other way. Then he switched again. I started counting, 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10. Then the other way. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10. He was being slow, rhythmic, and steady. He just continued drawing circles with his tongue and before I knew it, I erupted with the most intense orgasm ever. I started moaning loudly and he stuck his full tongue onto my ass and just pressed with the width while breathing heavy through his nose. I could feel myself pulsing, tensing and letting loose over and over.

He sat back and put a finger inside me. I pulled the toy away, I couldn’t handle it any longer. He sat still for a moment with a finger deep inside me, then he curled it upward and pressed his tongue on my butthole again. He gave a few licks up and down, then drew a few circles each way. I couldn’t handle it. I had to stop him.

I told him that holy fuck, that was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had, and I meant it, but now I was going to suck his cock like there’s no tomorrow.

He crawled on the bed and laid his head on the pillow. I crawled between his legs and didn’t waste a moment. I started sucking hard and fast, and he moaned like absolute crazy. I started swirling a finger around my clit and I enjoyed it a lot. I was very sensitive so I kept the touch light but having his cock in my mouth and hearing him moan meant that just a brush against my clit was enough to nearly set me over the edge.

He started tightening his legs and I could feel his cock starting to pulse. I started rubbing myself faster, knowing he was about to burst. I slowed down for just a moment and then I sped up, both on him and on myself. He started moaning loudly, I started moaning as well, and then he came. I could feel his pulsing and feel his cum, and that set me over the edge. I orgasmed. Hard. I sucked down hard, but I could barely pay attention. Him cumming was making me cum, and I could tell that my pleasure was doing it for him too.

I let go with my mouth, swallowed, and grabbed him, stroking slowly while we finished.

I flopped down next to him, both of us just laying there panting. We both had a little chuckle, that was intense for both of us. We talked for a few minutes about what we liked and learned. I couldn’t believe the pleasure I got from that.

I sat up and leaned in, asking if I could suck on him again and he laughed and told me to stay the hell away. I gave him a frown and he asked if he could go again on me and I said no, so he gave me a frown and we laughed.

We got dressed and he went home. We agreed we would absolutely see each other again. Unlike many nights, I did not masturbate after he left.

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A Guy From Tinder Brought Me a Salad at Work For a Handjob

Feb 7

Mike and I had been chatting a bit on Tinder. It was slow moving, he typically wanted to meet during the week and I just couldn’t make that work with having the kids.

I was at work and he texted me to see if I wanted to meet up today. I told him I couldn’t, that I had the kids. He asked about right now, and I told him I was at work. He then asked me when my lunch was followed by a goofy emoji, and I told him it was at 3, but I only had a half hour and I was starving.

Funny enough, I was the one who did the part you’d assume was him. I told him if he brings me a salad for lunch, I’d totally give him a handjob in the car.

I don’t know why, but I thought he knew I was joking. But he immediately asked where we should meet at 3. I thought about it for a bit before deciding whatever let’s do this. So I told him.

3:00 rolled around and he drove right up to the front. I recognized him from the profile pictures and jumped in the passenger seat. His car was clean, which was a good sign. It was incredibly awkward to talk to someone for the first time in their car while driving.

Almost immediately, he told me that he didn’t actually expect the handjob, that he was joking around. I told him I was at first, but a quick car handjob might be fun. He laughed and told me he wouldn’t object to that, but to seriously know that he wouldn’t hold anything against me if I didn’t actually want to.

We pulled up to a spot not too far away facing a creek. There was only 3 spots here and we were at the end one, and there was a little path to the left of the leftmost car. The odds of us being seen here were very small, which I certainly noted.

I had been eating on the drive over, which was only a few minutes. So when we arrived, I was only halfway done. I asked him to tell me a bunch about himself so that I could quickly eat while he talked. The salad was fine, it was from a chain that rhymes with Mamera, so you can’t go wrong.

When I finished up, I shifted in my seat to face him. I hadn’t had a chance to really look at him much since I was facing forward and shoveling food in my face. I looked at my watch and I still had 20 minutes.

I interrupted him mid-story and said, “I’ve got 20 minutes. I’d love to hear your story but if you want a quick handy, we’d better get to it.”

He stumbled for a moment and again reiterated that I didn’t have to. I told him I know I don’t have to, but I wanted to, that I’ve never done anything like this and it seemed like a rush. He smiled and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He slid them down and I reached in with my right hand and grabbed his cock.

He was mostly limp still, so I gave him a few good strokes and he seemed super nervous. I told him that if he didn’t actually want to do this, that we didn’t have to. It was fun to grab lunch on a quick drive and we can do this some other time.

He looked sort of ashamed for a moment, and I asked him what was going on. He told me that he can’t cum unless we use either lube or oil. I didn’t have anything on me, and I was about to say that when he pulled out a small bottle of oil from the pocket in his door and asked if we could use this.

I laughed and I asked him if he gets a lot of car handjobs to have oil just sitting in here and he sort of embarrassingly said that he just brought it, in case I actually was serious.

I leaned in really close to his ear and I said, “well, lucky for you, I am serious today.” I grabbed the oil and put some on my hand and then rubbed it on his cock. After a few small strokes, he was as stiff as a board.

Knowing this had to be a quicker one, I just went right to it. I stroked at a medium pace, taking a few pauses to twist at the top. He moaned a lot when I did that, so I started doing that nearly every time back up to the top. I kept that rhythm for a few minutes, and then he asked me if I could speed up.

I smiled at him and told him of course. I sped up, skipping the part that I thought he liked the best, and picked up even more speed as he got closer. It was just a few minutes later, probably 6-7 minutes total that I could really start to feel his cock start to pulse, and I realized that neither of us had thought about his cum.

He started grunting, so I quickly switched hands and finished stroking with my left hand, while I caught his cum in my right. As he squirted out, I stroked him, catching all but a few drops. It started draining down the back of my hand, so I reached into the salad bag and grabbed my semi-dirty napkin and wiped my hand off.

Mike had his eyes closed and was out of breath. He was panting while I was cleaning my hand up. He opened his eyes and thanked me, telling me that was amazing. I told him it was fun, that I enjoyed sneaking away in the middle of my workday to do this, and that he may have triggered something new for me.

I handed him the other napkin and he wiped himself off and cleaned up the little bit that was on his seat. He had leather seats, so it wasn’t a big deal.

He drove me back to the store and I hopped out and walked inside and clocked back in. It’s fun to talk to a coworker this soon after fooling around with someone, them not knowing what transpired just minutes ago.

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I met Toby for a Second Time

Feb 6

In a rare opportunity, I had the kids all day the day before. My ex had called and asked me if I would mind, he had a date. This was sort of a shock to me, but I’ve moved on, so why shouldn’t he be able to as well? Besides, I don’t really get to do much fun stuff with the kids at this point, because I only see them after school before bed. So we had a great day.

I dropped the kids off at school and went to the gym. I had to work at 11, so the kids would be going over to a friends house after school until I could pick them up after my shift ended at 8. While I was at the gym, I was texting Toby again, I had met him a few weeks back on Tinder and I went back to his place and gave him a handjob. We had been texting for the last few days, he got motivated after our last encounter to get tested and was very happy to show me that he was completely clean.

The time I spent with him was great, and I knew he was just looking for casual stuff too, so I told him we should meet up this Friday. He was going to be out of town this weekend, and asked where I was at. I knew where he lived was really close by, and he suggested I just come over to his place to shower instead of the shower at the gym. At first I sort of laughed it off but then I thought “why not?”

I texted back that something tells me I won’t really get a good shower if I come over, and he texted back that he’d make absolute sure I had a great shower. I ended my workout early and hopped in my car, sweaty and stinky. On my way over, I realized this was how I felt on my way over to Alex for the second time. I was a bit unsure if I wanted to do this – I had a rule about only hooking up once. But hey, I had only given Toby a handjob the first time, so really this is like 1.5 right? He’s safe, and I really want to give him a blowjob.

I arrived at his place after just a few minutes, and he was standing in the doorway waiting for me. I asked if he didn’t have to work today, and he chuckled and said he works from home, so he is working right now. As soon as the door closed, he pushed me up against the wall and we started making out. I was a bit self conscious because I was all sweaty, but that didn’t seem to stop him at all. After a few minutes of swirling our tongues and getting my chest groped, I thought that I heard the shower was on.

I asked him if the shower was running, and chuckled and said he wanted to make sure it was nice and hot by the time I got there. He grabbed my hand and walked into the bathroom, and showed me he had a towel hanging for me and said he hoped I had a great shower. I looked at him suspiciously, like he was up to something.

“Of course, since you covered me in your sweat, maybe I should join you in there? You know, to save water,” he said with a grin.

I smiled and stripped off my tank and bra. He took off his shirt in turn, and then I slid my yoga pants and underwear off in one motion, and then stepped into the tub. He followed shortly. We started making out again, this time fully naked and our hands went all over. He was completely hard, and I was about to get down onto my knees when he suddenly did. He gently grabbed my ankle and set it on the side of the tub, the water hitting his back, and he leaned forward and started licking my clit with slow, gentle swirls.

Quickly, he stuck his tongue back as far as he could, almost reaching my hole but the angle was preventing it. He slid his tongue back and started sucking on my clit. It felt like a less intense version of my clit sucker. Good, but not nearly as good. He was holding my ass, one hand on each side, and he slid one hand all the way around so he could slide his finger inside of me. He started pushing in and out while licking. Again, it felt good, but not great. What it was doing though, was turning me on a lot.

I set my leg down and tapped his shoulder with my finger. I told him to stand up, and he obeyed. I leaned in and kissed him, turning so my back was against the stream, and then carefully dropped down onto my knees. I was afraid I was going to drown since the water was pummeling the back of my head, but Toby turned the shower head to the side so it was spraying mostly the wall.

He was still rock hard, and I took him quickly and deeply into my mouth. As soon as I was as deep as I could get, I slowly twisted my head back and forth a few times, and he seemed to enjoy the circular motion quite a lot. Taking this as a queue, I slid him out all the way as slowly as possible, turning my head back and forth all the way out. I took him into both of my hands and started twisting one hand each direction with just the tip in my lips, then I let go and took him deep again. I kept up a steady pace for a few minutes, and then slid him out and repeated the back and forth circular motion with my hands two or three more times.

He reached down and put his hand in my hair, and I was sort of afraid he was going to pull my head in deep, but he didn’t. He just gracefully and softly was holding my head, so I didn’t mind at all. I picked up the pace slightly, and his moans got intense. I slid him all the way out again, and started twisting my hands, and he squirted straight at my face. I had my mouth just slightly open, and so some went in, but some made its way around my face. As quickly as I could, I took him deep so as much of him was in my mouth as possible. I swallowed and kept sucking while his cock pulsated. I love the feeling of the bottom of a pulsating cock on the top of my tongue.

He started moaning, almost a whimper, as I slowed down and let my suction down a bit. I started stroking him softly as his erection started to disappear. I stood up, and he wiped my face off with his thumb, rinsing it in the shower stream. We smiled and then he sort of giggled. I asked what was funny, and he said nothing was funny, it just felt so good. That made me feel great.

He got out of the shower and I was able to finally wash myself off from the gym. When I was done, I got out and he had a pot of coffee ready, so I stayed and we drank coffee until I had to leave for work. We both agreed that we had a great connection and that we probably shouldn’t see each other again, considering neither of us wanted a relationship. Part of me felt sad to say that, but the other part of me still just loves being promiscuous.

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I watched a movie with Becca and Eric

February 4th

I woke up in the morning to a text from Becca, “Wellllllllllllll, how was that handsome guy last night???? I saw you hadn’t came home before I went to bed at 1am so it must have been good.”

I looked at my phone and set it back down. I didn’t really feel like talking about it. I laid my head back down on the pillow and stewed about it for a bit and then picked my phone back up and texted back, “Didn’t go great. A story for another time I guess.”

About a minute later, I got a knock on my door. I was confused, I hadn’t ordered anything and I almost never get knocks on the door. I jumped up and threw on an oversized t-shirt since I slept naked, and jogged over to the door.

The moment the door cracked open, Becca said, “spill it!” pushing her way past me. She was dressed similarly with an oversized shirt but she was wearing plaid fleece bottoms as well. She continued, “I was the best wing woman ever, wasn’t I? How did things go wrong? Was he married? What an asshole, he was married wasn’t he?”

I didn’t have the energy for Becca this morning, I had only been awake for a few minutes, but she’s the closest thing I have to a non-judgmental friend right now, so I need to nurture it. I was cold though. It was a cold morning and I was wearing nothing but a super thin t-shirt. I didn’t say anything, I just walked into my room and got back in bed. She didn’t hesitate and followed me back in and climbed under the covers with me, turning on her side and propping her head up with her hand.

“Alright Jess, what’s the deal?”

I told her everything. I told her that he was great, we went to his place, that I started giving him a BJ, and that he started being an asshole. She let me speak, completely uninterrupted. After I was at a stopping point, the first thing she said was, “and you still let him finish? Fuck, you’re too nice. I would have left and hoped he got blue balls.”

I explained to her that I had considered doing that, and I actually was about to, but he just came on my chest as I was about to stop. We had a good giggle about that, we talked about sex, about blowjobs, and I asked her a bit more about why she hates giving them. Long story short, she used to give guys head a lot in college. Like, a LOT. She was pretty promiscuous and enjoyed doing it, which is why she supports me doing it, but she hates it now and she doesn’t know why. She thinks it’s maybe because she enjoyed the promiscuity or something. She did have a few bad experiences, similar to this one, which started to sour her a little bit on the idea.

Then, at one point, Eric was “joking around” when they were drunk and he pulled out during sex and came on her face after she said no. He thought it was funny, she thought it was traumatic. They got in a massive fight, to the point where they went to couples counseling because she didn’t trust him anymore. They’re over it now and are in the best place they’ve ever been, but she just really doesn’t want to suck him off anymore because of it. Something switched inside her brain.

I told her I got it, that I understood and I wasn’t judging at all. I told her about my past, how I had never given one, and we had a really great chat. I assumed it would come up again that I should give her husband a blowjob, but it didn’t. She asked me if we could go out to a bar again tonight, hopefully find someone that wasn’t a complete asshole, and I told her I’d think about it while I was at work. Then I looked at the clock and saw the time and freaked out. I didn’t realize how long we had been chatting, and I had to be at work in 15 minutes.

I jumped out of bed and grabbed the same work shirt I had stripped off last time. I tore off my shirt and started getting dressed with Becca watching me and she said something like, “Fuck Jess, you’re a hottie!” and it made me blush a little. I knew she was looking but I didn’t really care, but I didn’t expect her to say anything. Truth is, I sort of liked that attention. After seeing her in her clubbing outfit last night, I realized how stunning she is, so receiving a compliment from her like that was great.

Work was completely uneventful, and then when I got home, Becca just came through my front door unannounced. It really made me feel good that she’s comfortable enough with me to just come over. I liked it. She asked me if she was ready for the world’s best wing woman to find her someone new tonight. She was incredibly enthusiastic about it, so I felt sort of bad telling her that I really just wanted to stay in. I realized that this was one of the first Saturdays that I wouldn’t be going out in quite some time, but I just wasn’t feeling giving a random guy a BJ tonight.

Becca, as chipper as ever, told me it was no problem. That she and Eric were just going to watch a movie then, and that I should come over. I told her I didn’t want to be a third wheel and she insisted. I told her I hadn’t showered and I just wanted to put on sweatpants and lay low. She fought back again and told me sweatpants and a movie and wine sounded perfect and that the movie would start at 8. I finally agreed.

I showered and got dressed. I put on my sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, grabbed a bottle of wine and went next door. I took her lead and just walked into the apartment, and Eric was just sitting on the couch in his sweatpants. He looked startled for a moment but then told me that Becca would be right out and offered to pour me some wine. He was drinking whiskey and I told him that I’d actually rather have what he’s having. He smiled and jumped up, poured me a glass, and we tapped them together in a cheers.

A few minutes later, Becca came out in her sweatpants, but she looked a lot sexier than I did. Her sweatshirt was cropped right below her boobs and she was wearing yoga pants.

Becca and I sat on the couch, Eric sat in the chair off to the side holding the remote. He turned on the TV and we watched a documentary on Pamela Anderson. We all made funny commentary here and there, and we all had a great time. We got a lot more drunk than I had initially wanted to for the night, but it ended up being fun. Right after the movie ended, Eric jumped up and went to the bathroom, and Becca immediately turned to me and asked, “So do you wanna do it?”

I asked her what she meant. Of course. She was asking me to give Eric a blowjob. I told her I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship and that I’d have to think about this, that tonight was a hard no. She tried some more and said there’s no way he’d ever talk bad to her, he was hot, he has a nice dick, and that nobody would ever know. I declined again, saying I really needed to think about it.

Eric came back out and we both shut up, and he awkwardly asked what we were talking about. “Girl stuff” was enough to get him to say that he had fun but he was going to bed. He came up to me, gave me a hug and then kissed Becca. I told them that I was tired and needed to get to bed myself, but Becca insisted I stay just for another drink.

Assuming she’d still try to convince me, I reluctantly sat down with more whiskey and we just talked. Not about Eric. I was glad that she let that rest. We started talking about some of her stories from college about her one night stands, and at this point it actually started turning me on. But I still hadn’t made up my mind about Eric. I texted Alex a simple phrase: I want to suck your dick but you need to come over here.

Becca and I finished our drinks and I headed back home. I left the door unlocked so he could slip through. I texted him again and told him he needed to go up the other way so that my neighbor didn’t see him and that the door was unlocked.

I waited around for a few minutes, and the status of my text still just said “delivered” and not “read”. I was suddenly more than just a little horny. I was full on horny. I grabbed my vibrator and turned it on. I slowly circled my clit before sliding it in and turning it to my favorite vibration pattern. I worked it for a while, getting myself close to orgasm before relaxing it a bit. Then, I flipped it off, and grabbed my clit sucker and started using that.

Holy hell, the changing of sensations was unbelievable. I nearly immediately orgasmed, almost going into convulsions, thinking that while I was doing this that Alex might be getting close to being here. I wanted to suck his dick so badly it was unreal. I was completely out of breath when I dropped my clit sucker in the drawer and grabbed my phone. He had texted back “on my way” 12 minutes ago.

It was that very moment that my door creaked open, and quietly closed. He quietly called, “Jess?”

I smirked and replied, “in here,” and then it hit me that I was completely naked. He’d quickly seen me when I flashed him, but I had never just been fully naked. Looks like that’s about to change.

He entered my room and I stood up and walked up to him. He froze and smiled while he watched me. I had an unbelievable confidence in my naked body, it was a combination of the compliment from Becca earlier and the whiskey I’m sure, but I enjoyed being naked at the time.

I grabbed his hands, putting them on my chest. He gave them a few good squeezes and then started to lean in to kiss me. I had no interest in that, it seemed like it would be too intimate, so I leaned back to avoid it and grabbed one hand and slid it down between my legs. He slid one finger between my lips and I told him, “this is what happens to me when I know I’m about to suck your dick.” He rubbed a few more times and I could see he was fully hard. I dropped to my knees and pulled down his sweatpants, his cock springing up.

I took him into my mouth all the way. I didn’t want to waste any time teasing him or taking any longer than necessary. I just wanted him to cum. I started at a quick pace, the pace he usually finishes at, and kept it perfectly consistent. His legs started shaking, so I pushed him backward and he tripped on his pants being around his ankles, but fell onto the bed just as I had wanted.

Adjusting myself, I went right back to it, having lost very little momentum. I didn’t tease the tip, I just kept the steady pace and he started moaning quickly. His legs started squirming around, and I pulled his pants the rest of the way so he could control them individually. I grabbed his balls with one hand and stroked him with the other as I continued sucking.

It wasn’t but another minute later that his cock started pulsing and he let out the loudest of his moans. I slid my mouth off a little, keeping only the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked hard while I stroked his cock with my hand quickly. His balls started lifting with the pulses, and then he suddenly burst. I swallowed and then went all the way down, and I could feel him cum a little more into the back of my throat. I slowly slid his cock out, sucked hard on the tip while he let out just a little more, before sliding all the way down again. His cock was still pulsing, but nothing more was coming out. I slowly slid him out of my mouth and laid my head on his leg while still holding his cock in my hand.

He started losing his erection a little, and I gave him a good squeeze. He moaned slightly, so I squeezed again, this time harder. It stiffened his cock up again, so I squeezed even harder, while slowly going toward the tip. A little more cum came out, just a drop. I stuck the tip back in my mouth and sucked hard one more time before letting go. As soon as I let go, his hardness was mostly gone, his cock flopped over to the side.

Alex propped himself up on his elbows and told me that as per usual, that was amazing. I told him it sure was indeed, and that I enjoyed the hell out of that one. He told me that now I absolutely had to let him do things to me, and I told him that I’m confident that did more to me than it did to him. I stood up and turned around, where my shirt was laying on the floor, and slowly bent down to pick it up, pausing where my face was at my knees and gave my hips a very slow wiggle back and forth. I straightened up and turned around, grabbed his cock again and squeezed, then pulled the shirt over my head.

He let his elbows loose, falling backward onto the bed and let out a super long sigh. I crawled under my blankets and watched him as he got dressed. We chatted for a few minutes and then he left. I went and locked the front door and came back and I’m pretty sure I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

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Got called Some Nasty names During a Hookup

February 3rd

I got inside from my quick chat with Becca and said, “Shit!” I didn’t want anyone knowing about my hookups, but I guess it was going to happen eventually with someone at some point. I guess it makes sense that it was my neighbor seeing a guy sneak into my apartment. Oh well. I had to work early today so I quickly showered, and went in to work.

I had no plans tonight and Becca had texted me asking when I wanted to drink that wine. I ignored it a bit, knowing she’d pry a little and I tried to find other plans. I had a few Tinder possibilities and I explored those through the day, but ultimately I ended up not liking the guys that I was talking to. I had asked a few of the girls at work if they were going out tonight and I got a bunch of various answers on why they couldn’t.

My shift finished around 6 and I decided I couldn’t just leave her hanging forever. I texted her that I was headed to the gym but I didn’t have any plans tonight, if she wanted to have some wine after I was done. She immediately replied back that she’d love to.

I had a quick workout because I was starving. I asked Becca if she wanted me to bring her any food because I was stopping. She said that she and Eric had just eaten, but that she didn’t mind if I ate while we drank. I picked up a salad and came home, and she was practically for me. As soon as I walked by, she opened her door and walked the final steps with me.

We went inside, I grabbed some glasses and sat them down, she grabbed them and topped them off. We had a really great conversation. I needed it. Lots of laughs, some almost crying talking about my divorce, and then after a few hours, of course, onto sex. She started poking a bit about the young guy she saw last night, and I finally decided I’d answer her. I didn’t spill everything, but she’s the closest thing I have to a non-judgemental friend right now. Becca and Eric are in their mid 30’s, I’d guess she’s 35 and he’s 38. They’re both incredibly fit, attractive, and fun. They both have great jobs and live in this small apartment because they’re what’s called a “DINK” couple and they like to travel and want to retire young. DINK means Dual Income No Kids.

I decided to tell her the truth. Not all of it. Not nearly all of it. But I didn’t lie about last night. I told her that I was horny and I invited him over. That wasn’t good enough, she wanted all the details. So, somehow our conversation made me tell a bit more truth than I had intended, and I told her that from time to time I invite Alex over or I go over to his place and I suck his dick. That’s all we do.

She was shocked, asked what’s in it for me over and over. I told her that I enjoy it so much that sometimes I actually think it IS for me. We talked about this for a bit, I explained why I love doing this, I love the control and I actually love giving blowjobs more than anything else sexually. She immediately asked, “Alex isn’t the only one you’re doing this with is he? You little cougar.”

She gulped down her last few gulps and then continued talking while refilling our glasses. “I’m not judging you at all. Fucking good for you. I support it. No, I encourage it. If you’re having fun after being cooped up for more than half your life, then I say kudos. You suck every dick in town if you want, I fucking love it! Cheers!”

We clinked our glasses together and took a swig.

She leaned down and quietly asked, “Do you want to give Eric a blowjob for me?”

I kind of stared at her, silent, and smiles crept up on both of our faces. I don’t know if she’s being serious. I don’t know if I would. What’s happening?

She continued, “He’s always asking for blowjobs and I fucking hate giving them. I give him one on his birthday and sometimes on our anniversary, and sometimes he’ll get me wasted and I’ll do it, but I legitimately hate doing it. I only do it for him like the bare minimum until he drives me crazy with it again.”

I didn’t answer, I still just looked at her, trying to read her face. Again, I didn’t know how I’d answer, but I needed to formulate one based on whether or not she’s serious. I mean on one hand Eric is super attractive. I won’t pretend that I don’t check him out when I see him. But on the other hand, Becca is sitting RIGHT HERE.

She busted out laughing. I busted out laughing. I don’t know why we were laughing. Perhaps she “got me” in a joke? Who knows.

Immediately, she said, “Let’s go out. I want to go to a club. Do you want to go out?”

I agreed, and told her that I needed to shower first. She went home and changed while I quickly rinsed off and got dressed. She came back over as I was finishing getting ready and stayed in the dining room until I came out. She grabbed us an Uber and we went to a club that I’d never been to. She had been here a few times with some other friends, so she knew it was a good one.

When we got there, we went up to the bar and ordered our drinks. We stood at a table near the dance floor and immediately two guys came up to us. We chatted for a few minutes and neither of us were interested, so she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the floor.

We danced like crazy. It felt great. I really am not into dancing, but she sure was, and it taught me a thing or two. After a few songs, we decided we needed more drinks. I told her I was only halfway done with my last one and that I’d go grab it. She forbade me from doing that – you never leave a drink unattended in a public place. Noted.

We got some more drinks and went out to the smoker’s deck. I don’t smoke and she doesn’t usually either, but she told me she likes to have a smoke when she drinks sometimes. I’m not one to ruin her fun. So we went out and she bummed a cigarette from a guy and then we sat down. A server came out and took drink orders from everyone, and after she finished her smoke, he offered her another.

He was with another guy, Jacob. I can’t remember the other guy’s name. The four of us chatted quite a lot, I was talking to Jacob and Becca was talking to the other guy for the most part. At some point fairly early in, she mentioned she was married and the other guy started putting his focus on other girls around us, but Jacob and I kept talking.

Jacob was pretty well built. You can tell he worked out a decent amount. He was right around 6 feet tall, light skin, light hair and eyes, with a really nice smile. We continued talking and Becca said she was going to run to the restroom. I stayed out there, chatting longer with Jacob. Very suddenly, it was just the two of us.

After a decent amount of time passed and Becca hadn’t returned, I got concerned. I pulled my phone out and saw that she had texted me. “I abandoned you so you could have a good time with Jacob. You’re welcome. Signed, your wingwoman.”

Clever girl. I smirked a bit and asked Jacob if he wanted to dance. He took me up on it, and we went back inside. After a few songs, he asked me if I wanted to get out of here, and I agreed. He popped open the Uber app and we then went outside and got in the car just a minute later, on the way to his place.

We didn’t really chat much on the way to his place. Luckily it was only a 10 minute ride. When we got there he offered me a beer and I took him up on it. He came back, I was on the couch, and he sat them on the coffee table and sat right next to me. He leaned in and kissed me, and I kissed back, swirling our tongues together. He quickly cupped one of my breasts while we continued kissing, and then he slid his hand up my shirt, unhooked my bra, and moved his hand to the front.

Taking a cue, I slid my shirt and bra off and then laid on top of him, kissing him a bit more. I could feel his erection growing in his pants, and I reached down and gave him a few strokes over the top of his jeans. He started thrusting upward into my hand, and after a few more minutes of heavy petting, I asked him if I could suck his dick. He smiled big and said he’d love that, and asked if that’s all I wanted to do tonight, and I said yes. He said that was totally fine by him, and then I unbuttoned his pants, and tried to slide them off but with my weight on top of him it made things awkward.

I got off of him, and he immediately stood up and dropped his pants and underwear. I got down on my knees in front of him, his already rock hard erection at eye level, and I didn’t hesitate to take him into my mouth. He took off his shirt while I started sucking on him, so he was standing there wearing nothing but socks, and I was wearing my (fake) leather pants.

I should have been tipped off right away, but I let it go in one ear and out the other. He said, “yeah, you like that big dick, don’t you?” Look, I’m not about size. I don’t think I’ve really ever described someone’s size to you guys, so you know that as long as it’s somewhere around normal, I don’t typically comment. He was normal, maybe a little bigger than the average guy I’ve been with. He was not huge. It was nice, nearly the “perfect size” but let’s be clear, it wasn’t so far above average that I’d call it “big”.

So, I just moaned and gave an “mmm hmm,” while I continued sucking on him. After another few minutes, he let a moan out and then said, “Yeah, suck that big dick baby. Get that big dick.”

Again, I just sort of continued, thinking “if this is what he needs, all good with me.” He started moaning a bit and I started feeling good, I really enjoyed making him feel this way.

Then, he said the first thing that really should have tipped me off, but I had been drinking and I was so in the moment that I just sort of ignored it. He said, “yeah you like being slutty don’t you baby. Suck my big dick. Fucking suck it.”

I picked up the pace, reading his body’s reactions and started sucking a bit harder. He was silent except for moans, so I got really into it, really enjoying how I was making him feel. Then, out of nowhere he said, “Yeah, suck that big dick you fucking slut.”

In the moment, I sort of didn’t register it. It was one thing to say I was being slutty, but another to just flat out call me a slut. I kept going, hoping that he wouldn’t say it again. Then, he said a few more things. He said things like, “yeah, you like this big dick don’t you, you fucking slut,” and “yeah suck that fucking big dick. You like my big dick filling your slut mouth don’t you, you fucking slut?”

At this point, I had enough of the language. I stopped, looked up at him, and said I didn’t like being disrespected and we are going to stop right now if he doesn’t shut the fuck up. I was almost ready to walk away, but thought maybe he just got carried away in the moment. He had been a complete gentleman all night, this was extremely out of character. He apologized and said he wouldn’t say another word. I was still holding his cock in one hand, very slowly stroking him, and he told me that he watches a lot of porn and he sees them talking like this and thought I’d like it. I told him that he needs to shut up, the only thing I want to hear from him are his moans. He agreed.

I slid him into my mouth again, and I thought to myself that I should just end this now, I should punish him for this, but he immediately started throbbing, within seconds. He was going to cum. I didn’t want to swallow. He didn’t deserve it, so I pulled my mouth off of him and he squirted at me, directly on my chest. He grabbed his cock and stroked some more while he finished squirting it on my chest.

I stood up and went into the bathroom and wiped my chest off with toilet paper and washed my hands. He came in a few seconds later, completely naked (I had a chuckle because he took off his socks) and apologized. He said again that he watches a lot of porn and in the porn he watches, they’re always talking like that and since I just wanted to give him head that he thought I’d like being talked to like that. I walked past him and into the living room, grabbed my bra and put it on. I told him he should never, ever talk to anyone like that, unless they talk about it first.

He agreed, and apologized some more as I was putting my shirt on. He asked if there was anything he could do to make it up to me, he said that he could probably fuck me in 15 minutes if he went down on me first. I told him it wasn’t necessary and I told him that I just needed to get home, because I had to work early. That was a lie, I just wanted to leave.

He followed me to the door, still completely naked, and asked me for my number so we could do this again. I told him this wouldn’t be happening again, and told him he really needs to watch his language if he expects anyone to stick around. He agreed and apologized again, and I left.

I walked a few blocks before finally opening Uber to take me the rest of the way home. I immediately went to bed.

February 4th

I woke up in the morning to a text from Becca, “Wellllllllllllll, how was that handsome guy last night???? I saw you hadn’t came home before I went to bed at 1am so it must have been good.”

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A Quick, Quiet, Secret Bedroom BJ

I had seen Alex at work a few times and thought back to our last encounter, where I had swung by his place before work, and it turned me on a bit. It’s not that I find Alex incredibly attractive or I want him in any other way. I just like the way I can tell him what to do and he does it, no questions asked. If I’m in the mood to give a blowjob, I can count on Alex. I know he’s nearly risk free, and I like having him as both a go-to and as a backup.

I had been talking to a guy I met from Tinder all day. Unfortunately he was out of town and we made plans to meet up on Saturday, but given it was only Thursday, I had to wait. Also unfortunately, I was really horny all day, but that got squashed when I got home with the kids and had to help with homework. I hate math, I suck at math, and it’s not the same as when I was their age.

I got the kids down to bed, showered, and then went into my room and started reading. I got to this especially hot part in my book where a girl gives her first blowjob, (Last Light by Claire Kent – go read it!) and holy shit, did that turn me on. Knowing tomorrow was Friday and I didn’t have any Tinder plans, I figured I’d hit up a bar and try to find someone the old fashioned way tomorrow.

I read the scene in the book a few times and I reached down and started softly playing with my clit while reading it. I don’t do this often, but something about relating recently to the satisfaction of the blowjob just hit me hard. I slid off my panties and opened my robe, grabbing my vibrator. I flipped it on and toyed with my clit a bit, setting down my Kindle and closing my eyes.

I circled around my clit a little more, and then I slowly slid it inside. The cool texture from the shaft was a bit of a shock but quickly I got used to it. I slowly slid it in all the way and let it sit there for a moment before slowly sliding it out and rubbing my clit a few more times. This got me incredibly horny. I grabbed my phone, texted Alex “Want a blowjob?”

I grabbed the vibrator again and pressed it against my clit when my phone chirped. I switched off the vibe to see he had replied, “of course I do. Where and when?”

“Here. Now. Kids are asleep, so no talking and it’s got to be fast. Text when you get here, don’t knock.” And I sent him my address.

I flipped it back on, knowing I had about 10-15 minutes to myself before he got here. I used that time to my advantage, thoroughly enjoying myself while the anticipation was killing me for Alex to show up. I reached my orgasm, flipped it off, and then got a text that he had just parked. I walked out to the front room, and waited by the door. Once I heard him walk up, I opened the door as quietly as I could. As we made eye contact, I just put my finger up to my lips and made a quiet “shh” noise and he nodded in understanding.

Quickly, I glanced around to see if anyone was looking. Feeling confident that nobody was, I fully opened up my robe, flashing Alex quickly before closing it and motioning for him to come inside. I quietly closed the door and grabbed his hand, walking him through the dark into my room. Once inside, Alex started whispering something. I quickly gave him another “shh” and patted the bed. He sat down, and I got down on my knees in front of him. I pushed his chest, making him fall back so his legs were dangling off the bed and the rest of him laying on his back.

I slid his sweatpants down while he lifted his hips just enough for them to clear underneath. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I found that incredibly sexy. I didn’t waste any time, taking his fully limp cock into my mouth all the way, and slowly slid him out while sucking hard. I did this a few times until he was as hard as a rock, this trick always seems to work quickly. I slid him out, and started kissing his shaft up and down while playing with his balls. I realized that I don’t usually give balls any attention, so I used one hand to stroke him while using the other to gently massage his balls.

This made him moan quietly, so I did that for a while, continuing to gently play with them while firmly stroking his shaft. I went back to using my mouth, quickly sliding him all the way in and he moaned again, this time a bit louder. I snickered a bit and shushed him again. He reached over and grabbed one of my pillows, putting it over his face. This made me happy, I knew I was about to make him moan.

Quickening the pace a little, I put more focus on his shaft, taking a moment every once in a while to suck hard and use my tongue to circle the tip of his cock. I could see his stomach and chest starting to rise and fall quickly, his breaths shortening, so I took that as a sign to suck just a little harder.

I considered pulling him out of my mouth and stroking him onto my chest, but I didn’t because the angle wasn’t great, he wouldn’t really see it, plus I had just taken a shower and didn’t want to have to take another. Before I could consider anything else, he started pulsing, shooting cum into my mouth. I slowed way down, hearing him moan into the pillow while I decreased my speed and suction slightly. He pulsed a few more times, I swallowed it down, and I continued to slowly suck. He came a lot, more than usual. Maybe he hadn’t masturbated since I had given him a BJ 4 days ago.

He pulled the pillow off of his face and put it behind his head. I still was lightly stroking and another few drops came out. I licked it and gave the tip of his cock a kiss, and said “delicious” before giving him one more full suck. He covered his mouth with both hands and let out a grunt. I licked his tip one final time, and then I stood up and leaned down a bit, letting him know it was late and I had to get up at 7 with the kids. He shook his head in agreement and pulled on his pants.

I went over to the door to pull it open and he came up closely and whispered to wait. I turned around, and he pointed to my chest and asked, “can I?” I cracked a smile and pulled my robe open exposing my breasts, and he gave them a quick squeeze. He softly started rubbing my nipples between his thumb and finger, and I pulled the robe back over and opened the door. I figured I’d let him get a little bit while they were uncovered, no harm in that.

I walked out to the front door, quietly opened it, and he thanked me with a whisper. I winked at him and softly closed the door behind him. I went in and went to bed, it was already half past midnight.

The kids and I got up at 7, I packed their lunches and drove them to school. When I got back home, my next door neighbor, Becca, was leaving for work. She and I had started becoming friends a few weeks back. I had been to her place twice and she to mine once, all three times we sit at the dining table and drink a glass of wine. It was a bit awkward at first, but now we’re always exchanging pleasantries when we see each other.

She said hello with a smile and walked up to me as I was unlocking my door. Our front doors are only maybe 15 feet apart. She asked me if I wanted to get together this weekend for a glass of wine, she was very open to any day. I told her I’d love that. Then, she asked a question which made my heart sink. “Who was that young guy I saw sneaking by my window last night?”

I decided to play it off. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied with a slight grin. I continued, “You must be mistaken.”

She smiled. “I see how it is. Okay, well maybe you’ll remember over a glass of wine then?”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“We’ll see,” she said, “Have a great day, Jess. Text me with what works best!”

I went inside and audibly said, “Shit!”

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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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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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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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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.