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I gave two different guys bj’s in one day

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I met the guy from the gym before work

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I needed a Regular Sized Dick After The Most Recent One

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No answer. I knocked again, no answer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Yeah. I did it again (my coworker).

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I Thought I was a $2 Hooker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Afterward

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

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

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New Year’s Eve. my coworker

When I woke up on New Year’s Eve, I assumed I’d be spending the evening completely alone. I had been talking to some guys on Tinder, and most of them already had plans. A few invited me to come out, but being with a stranger from Tinder and his friends just didn’t sound appealing to me. Honestly, a glass of wine and a book sounded like good enough distraction from knowing I wasn’t going to be with my kids on the first day of the new year for the first time in their lives.

I went to work as usual, and we were all getting excited because the store was closing early because of the holiday. Someone was going around inviting a few people to dinner, which I graciously accepted.

We closed the store, finished everything up, and were out the door before 7. We all decided to meet at the restaurant, and I drove straight there. All in, there were just four of us. It was a nice time and a good distraction. As we finished our dinner and split the bill up, I was intending on going home, but then one of the girls asked me to join her with some more of the crew at the bar that was just around the corner. I was hesitant, but she insisted since I didn’t have anything going on.

It was close enough that we both just walked together. Once we got there, there were a lot more coworkers, and we had a good time. There was some dancing, but mostly drinking, and it was pretty easy to have conversations. It didn’t take too long before almost everyone I knew was gone. I think everyone just did the ol’ Irish Goodbye and disappeared. At this point, there were only 6 of us left, and we took a seat at a table and ordered one final round before we were going to part.

Three of them downed their drinks quickly and took off, and then it was down to just the three of us: Jade, who was the one I came with from dinner, and Alex, a slender, younger guy in his very early 20’s that I didn’t know too well. I still had a good 2/3 of my drink left when Jade got a text and told us she had to leave. She said I could join her, but it felt more like a pity invite than anything else, so I told her that I was completely fine and she should go have fun.

We’re down to just Alex and I. For some more context, we had talked about how he’s working full time at the store while attending community college part time. He’s a bit of a loner, he’s really close with his family, and he also didn’t have plans for the evening. He doesn’t have many friends, he’s not really into the whole party scene that a lot of his classmates are into. He just wants to get through school so he can get into grad school and become a pharmacist.

He asked me if I wanted to keep hanging out. I declined. We both finished our drinks and walked out together. He asked where I was parked, and I told him it was a few blocks away at the restaurant, and he told me he’d be happy to walk with me to make sure I was safe. I kind of laughed in my head, because this gentle guy wouldn’t protect me against a fourth grader, but it was a great gesture and I accepted after a bit of a fight about it.

Once we got to my car, I realized now I should drive him back to the bar, so I asked him if he had parked there as well. He laughed, told me that he had taken the bus here so he was just going to walk back. I asked where he lived and it was pretty far, and I volunteered to drive him home. Just like me, he fought it a bit but then caved.

We sat there in relative silence for a bit, and then when we started getting close and he was giving the turn by turn directions, he said that he had a bottle of champagne that was a few years old and he had some white wine, and if I wasn’t doing anything we could just watch all the Times Square stuff together. It seemed quite harmless, and this guy had not one single ounce of flirt in his body. It almost felt like a girlfriend asking me to come over. I agreed.

We went upstairs to his apartment and he quickly ran around picking up the few things that were out of place. He asked if I wanted the champagne or the wine and I laughed and said we should save the champagne for the new year’s toast, so let’s get the wine.

He grabbed the bottle from the back of his cupboard. It was pretty obvious that it had been there for a while and he was saving it for a “special occasion.” He didn’t have wine glasses, so he grabbed us each a pint glass and filled them up. I laughed and asked if he was trying to get me drunk, and he blushed a bit then told me he could pour some back. I told him it was fine and that I can just sip.

We turned on the TV and watched some of the New Years Rockin’ Eve. We basically both just made fun of the people because neither of us really keeps up with this kind of thing. We drank, we sat in silence, and occasionally we dove down a rabbit hole of conversation. One of them ended up finally switching to sex as the topic.

On this topic, I learned that he’s had sex with one girl, and he’d gotten a blowjob from a different girl, but these were both over 3 years ago. Since then, he’s been single and he never has enough confidence to talk to women. We had already discussed that I’m newly single, we had talked about my relationship, how I was married to the same man and had been with him since high school, and that I’m finally enjoying my newfound freedom, just now getting to explore my own sexuality with others.

One of those “freedoms” is being able to do whatever I want, when I want, as long as it’s a weekend or the kids are at school, I don’t really have the responsibilities I used to have. It was at this time that I looked up at the TV and saw that there was a little over 12 minutes left before the ball dropped in Times Square.

He had been fairly uncomfortable all night. I continuously caught him sneaking glimpses at my body, but he was a complete gentleman. I could tell he wanted to say something but feared rejection. I just knew it, deep down. I didn’t know how to suggest anything with him. Prior to now, the topic of either sex or a blowjob came fairly naturally from the guy, and I fed off that. So I just decided I had to take the lead.

So I asked if I could make a suggestion, for the ball drop and the rest of Rockin Eve. Of course, he agreed, having no idea what the suggestion was.

I told him that I thought it would be fun to see if I could get him to cum right at midnight as the ball dropped. That’s all I said for now, and I just looked at him.

He said “uh” and “um” and “uh yeah” like 50 times each, I swear I could actually see the gears turning in his head trying to formulate a sentence. He awkwardly shifted on the couch while muttering, and I told him I’m going to take that as a yes.

He shook his head and said yes.

I sat my wine cup on the side table and crawled in front of him. I told him I had a rule, that this is a one time thing, and neither of us could speak of this again. After tonight, this never happened. He shook his head and said yes, that worked for him.

I slid his pants down, and his underwear as well. He was already as hard as a rock. I palmed it and gave it a few strokes, looked up at him and reconfirmed: we will never talk about this again, and you won’t tell anyone. He agreed.

I started slowly. I pulled his cock to the side and started kissing it, and he started breathing incredibly quickly. I told him to relax, and he said ok and leaned back. I told him that was more like it, and then I gave one very deep suck, all the way down. I hadn’t had a guy moan like that on the first few seconds before, and somehow his cock felt like it got just a little harder.

I started sucking, moving up and down slowly, and he felt like he was about to cum. Knowing that it wasn’t yet time, I slowed down a bit, switched to my hand, and looked at the TV. There was only about 2 minutes left, and I asked him if he could last another two minutes. He shook his head without saying anything, just breathing hard.

I told him if he can’t last that it’s fine, and then I went back to work. After no time at all, I heard them starting the countdown and I took a quick break and told him I wanted him to cum at zero, to which he nodded and looked visibly shaken. When zero happened, the music started playing, and he didn’t cum, so I started sucking harder and faster. His moans started getting louder and his breath sounded like he was running a marathon.

After maybe a minute, possibly a little less, he exploded. He grabbed the pillow and shoved it into his face while he started moaning these quick little moans, it almost reminded me of a puppy yelping. I continued to suck until his cock stopped throbbing, and then I slowly slid it out, kissing it a few times as it lost a little bit of its hardness. I reached up and pushed the pillow to the side, giving him a smile and asking how it was.

Still not forming a complete sentence, he basically mustered out that it was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He told me he felt like he won the lottery. I smiled and shook it off, I told him I was so glad and that I had a lot of fun.

He actually apologized for not cumming right at midnight, and I laughed pretty hard. I was actually finishing off the last gulp of my wine and nearly spit it out. I reassured him that it was completely fine, I didn’t actually expect it to happen, I just thought it was a fun little game. He seemed relieved.

I had the early shift the next day. Luckily, we opened a few hours later than normal because it was New Year’s Day, but I still had to be there at 9. I told him I needed to get going. He awkwardly said something like “Can I, uh, can I do something for you too?” while he was getting his pants back on.

I smiled and told him that I’m sure I enjoyed it every bit as much as he did, and that he needed to remember the rule. This never happened. He told me absolutely, and he did the dorky motion like he locked his lips and threw away some invisible key.

I winked and turned to leave. He said “wait!” in a loud voice, and I turned around. He wrapped me up in a hug and said thank you. I smiled, and said “no, thank you,” and pushed my finger into his chest and walked out. I got out to the parking lot and looked up, I saw that he was watching me through the window, and as soon as I did, he quickly backed away. I laughed and got into my car.

Looking back on it, I absolutely shouldn’t have driven, but I didn’t feel very buzzed at all. It took me about 10 minutes to get home, luckily his place is almost exactly halfway home from work, so I knew right where I was. When I got home, I immediately crashed.

The next morning, January 1, my alarm went off at 7. I had a text from one of my kids and a text from Alex. I replied first to my daughter, wishing her a happy new year and telling her I couldn’t wait to see her tomorrow, and then I read the text from Alex. He told me it was amazing, the best he’s ever felt, and he would love for a round two, or would love to return the favor.

I reminded him of the agreement, that we’d never speak again, and he said yeah, he remembered, but just wanted to throw it out there. I said let’s just stick to it, and he said okay.

I got ready and went in to work. I was glad he had the day off, because I didn’t want to risk anything.

During my lunch break, I saw I had another text from him, where he basically said the same thing again. He said he was super horny and that he wanted to meet me that night. I was pretty firm in my response, I said that he’s not living up to his end of the deal that we never speak about it again, and I told him I already had plans that night.

He asked what I was doing, and I ignored him. This is actually when I made a Reddit post. I didn’t reply that day, and he didn’t text me again.

Afterwards

A few days went by, and we hadn’t spoke. We were friendly, just sort of saying hello in passing at work, nodding, and smiling. In passing one time, I stopped him and asked him how he was doing, and he said he was great. He apologized for breaking the rule, and I said I understood, but it can’t be broken again. He said he completely understood and respected it, and it’s now just a really good dream he had. I thanked him and got back to work.