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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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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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My First Sleepover

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Christmas Eve. Drunk, Horny, Lonely.

My ex husband and I haven’t fully worked out the kinks in our schedule with the kids. What I mean by that is that I get the kids during the week, and he gets them during the weekends. We both agreed to that and we agreed on every other Christmas/holiday as being an exception. To start things out since we just got divorced, this year was his with the kids.

Since we’re still very amicable with our relationship, my ex did say that I can visit with the kids a bit on Christmas, and I came over in the morning to make sure I did that, but on Christmas eve, I was all alone all day. I was hoping to work, but I got my shift cancelled before coming in. So I was stuck with nothing. I went to the gym. I typically go to the gym in the mornings, but this time, since it was Christmas eve, the gym wasn’t open long.

I started the morning doing yoga and listening to an audio book. That got a bit boring, so I went to the gym. While I was there, it was nearly empty, and a guy approached me who I talked to. He wasn’t the best looking, nor was he in great shape, but I really enjoyed his confidence and personality. We chatted a bit and then went our separate ways, and I’m pretty sure he kept doing exercises near me to “happen” upon another compliment or quick chat.

After a bit, he walked over to me and handed me his phone number, introducing himself as Sam. He told me he’s flying solo for the next few days and if I wanted to not spend the holidays alone, that we could hang out, watch movies, chat, or whatever. I just smiled, accepted his phone number, and finished my workout.

I got home and there was still a ton of time left, so I busted open a bottle of wine and started reading a book. It wasn’t long before the bottle was completely empty and I wanted another one. Problem was, I was pretty drunk at that point and I didn’t want to drive. I looked up the closest grocery store and since it was already 7:30 on Christmas eve, it was closed.

I had accumulated a pretty big group of Tinder matches by this point, and I put down the book and started messaging them, and of the two that replied back within a half an hour, they both were out of town for Christmas. I had the little piece of paper sitting on my table staring me in the face, so I decided what the hell? I grab it, saw the name and phone number and gave him a text saying “hi, it’s me from the gym, what are you doing?”

He told me he wasn’t doing anything and we started texting back and forth for a bit. I told him I was missing my kids, that I was drunk and in a bad mood, and he was a great distraction. I also told him I was pissed because I was out of wine. He told me he had a bottle of wine he could bring over if I was interested, and without any sort of hesitation, I sent the dirtiest text I have ever sent, even still to this day: “I would literally suck your dick if you brought me a bottle of wine.”

After it hit me what I said, my stomach sank and I wished I could take it back. I saw his response coming in with the three little text dots for what seemed like an hour, only for it to simply say, “address?”

I hesitated for a bit, because at this point I had never brought a guy over to my apartment. But, I was horny and lonely so I gave it to him. He said he would be here in 10 minutes. He was right on time.

I jumped up and started straightening the place up. I keep a very clean, nearly spotless home, so it wasn’t too much work, but I was finishing the dishes when I heard him knock. I opened the door and he smiled, holding out the bottle of wine. I grabbed it and he said “I didn’t do this because of what you said in the text, I’m not going to hold you to it.”

I turned around and walked over to the kitchen while he let himself in and closed the door. I turned and looked over my shoulder and said something like “that’s too bad.” His face got bright red.

We sat down in the living room. It’s really small and I don’t have a coffee table, so we both sat on the couch holding our glasses of (very full) wine. We talked quite a bit, it was a nice distraction for me about not having the kids for the first Christmas eve, ever in their lives. I did most of the drinking, which I’m glad because he drove over here.

I was pretty drunk at this point and I needed to sober up, at least a little, or I wouldn’t be able to head over for Christmas morning with the kids. I asked him if he would mind waiting around while I jumped in and took a super fast shower to try and sober up. He said he wouldn’t mind waiting. I tied up my hair so it wouldn’t get wet, turned on the water, jumped into a pretty cold shower and took a quick one, and it did the trick. I was still buzzed but not shit-faced like I was before.

My level of horny, though, was still a ten out of ten. I decided I was going to continue on this new bold streak. I dried myself off and cracked open the door, peeking out a bit, and he turned his head, saw me and smiled, and then turned back to his phone. I took a deep breath, opened the door all the way, and walked out, completely naked.

I was a few steps in before he realized, and he looked up as I was maybe 10 yards away and his eyes opened huge. He looked like a deer in headlights as I walked up to him, I got down on my knees in front of him and pushed his legs apart. I reached up, grabbing his cock through his sweatpants, and I asked him if this was okay. He nodded and told me only if I want to, he’s not expecting me to do anything for the wine.

I said something like, “good, because what I really want to do is to suck your dick. Is that okay with you?”

He muttered out an “uh yeah for sure” and then I slid down his pants and underwear. Then I asked him if he wanted it fast or slow, because I can do either. He told me he wanted me to go slow, so that’s what I did. I started by kissing up and down his shaft, then slowly taking him in my mouth. Any time I thought it sounded or felt like he was about to cum, I slowed down, making it last longer.

Finally, after quite a while of teasing him faster and slower, he asked me if I could just go faster now. I obliged and continued to suck a little harder while increasing my pace, not slowing down for him to rest. He came while I continued to suck on him, and even though I pretty much swallow it as it’s happening, I can tell that this is the most in terms of pure volume that I’ve ever come across. I think that the half hour or so of slowly building him up really did it, or maybe that’s just him.

After he was done, I did my signature “hold it while I talk to him, then kiss it and lick the tip before letting go” thing I’ve been doing until then (and still now) because it seems to drive them wild.

I was incredibly satisfied with this one. He seemed so appreciative, and I could tell it made him feel amazing, and he asked to return the favor. I was so freaking horny and I just wanted my vibrator. I wanted him to leave. But he told me he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

I figured that since I was already completely naked, maybe it was worth a shot. I hadn’t really enjoyed it to this point but maybe it was just because my husband was terrible at it. Also, I had never had someone lick me with the lights on, and this terrified me.

I agreed, and told him I had two conditions. He smiled and was all ears. I told him first, we were going to move to my bed. He shook his head in acknowledgment and asked what the second was. I told him I get to suck his dick again afterward and he looked shocked. “You’re going to do that again?” He practically yelled it and I told him he needed to quiet down. He said he didn’t know if he could.

I told him that the next time would be faster, but yes, I really wanted to do it again so as long as we can try, I would be happy.

So, I headed into the room and he followed quickly after. I asked him how he wanted me and he said on my back. I crawled onto the bed, and he practically dove onto the bed and immediately started licking me. I was already really wet but his licking me didn’t feel that great. Even my ex husband did a better job than him. I was considering stopping. I was considering faking an orgasm. Then, he pushed my legs together and pushed my knees up toward my chest and stuck his tongue in my butt.

Holy shit.

No tongue had ever graced my butthole before. I immediately tensed up. He asked me if it was okay, and I said keep going. So then, he slowly started licking me up and down, and this motion like a pendulum swing was just sublime. I started moaning, and then he moved up toward my clit and licked, and while it felt good, I wanted more lower. I think I said something like “stay lower” and he did. After a few more minutes of that, I couldn’t let him continue. I had my first orgasm from oral, and it was from my butt. I didn’t even know that was possible. Like, I legitimately didn’t know.

I patted the pillow, as if for him to trade places with me. He did, and I laid down on my stomach, holding his semi-hard cock in my hand while I started kissing it. He got hard pretty quickly, and I told him that it looks like we might be in business, and through his heavy breaths, he told me yeah.

I told him I was going to go quicker this time, and he said that would be great, so I did. As soon as he was all the way hard, I kept a constant, quick, motion and I started playing with his balls. I hadn’t ever played with any balls besides my ex before, and that was very minimal. But he seemed to like it.

This time, instead of it being around a half an hour, it was just a few minutes. And he didn’t cum very much at all, which is exactly what I was expecting.

We both stood up, and I went and grabbed his clothes from the couch before walking them back to my room where he was still laying on the bed. I tossed them next to him and told him that I hadn’t realized that it was already nearly 1am and that I had to wake up early so I could go see my kids at 9. He took the hint and started getting dressed.

I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, getting ready for bed. He rounded the corner and looked, kind of laughed and told me he had expected me to be wearing a robe or something. I told him I sleep naked, so why not just stay that way? He agreed and laughed again, saying it was no problem to him.

This is the part I hated, because it’s happening every time and I hadn’t yet figured out how to communicate beforehand. He asked if we could see each other again, even tomorrow night for Christmas, and I told him it was fun, I may consider it, but that it was just meant to be a fun night, nothing more. I think it was a little more awkward this time because I was standing there completely naked, feeling cornered in the bathroom.

He said he understood and hoped I changed my mind. We both said our goodbyes, wished each other a Merry Christmas, and I went and locked the door. I turned off the lights and went to bed, setting my alarm for early.

He and I have chatted a few times since then and I am absolutely considering hooking up again, but we haven’t yet.