I wouldn't say I'm proud of all my experiences, in fact there are a few I find downright weird. For a few weeks I had been chatting with a nice guy in my building. He was quiet, at least in person; in private he was one horny devil. While I sat at work one weekend evening he would send me photo after photo of his hard cock wet with desire. My cheeks blushing, I managed to make my way to the restroom to send him a photo of my voluptuous breasts in my blue bra. My nipples were hardened with the idea of a hard cock pleasing me, but I had to wait until work ended before I would allow myself any fun.
Minutes ticked by and I could feel my body responding to his lust, my panties were itching to be removed. The prospect of a new man rushed me up the stairs and into the shower. The heat from the water coursing across my bare skin only increasing how turned on I was. At this point I was willing to try anything if only to satisfy my bodily desires. I craved the touch of someone over me and my wish was soon to be fulfilled, although not in a way I found particularly pleasurable.
He arrived just as I was slipping on some clothes. The door opened and he slipped into me room, gazing at me with carnal desire. Our eyes met and I knew this was a man I could handle, not the challenge I normally enjoy.
"Suck me" He insisted, eager to release his heavy load onto me. I resisted, I don't suck just anybody, especially the first time. Instead, he had me strip, eyes lighting up when he discovered I wore nothing beneath my tight gym shorts. Only a light cotton shirt lay between him and my perfect body. He roughly pushed me onto the bed, his kisses wet and slobbery. I wanted him to focus on his cock, not pleasing me. With a swift motion, he knelt between my legs, gazing up at me as I lay panting with exertion. Starting at my womanhood, he licked his way up my stomach, between my large breasts and onto my hard nipples. Repeating the experience several times, he grew tired of covering me in his warm saliva and placed my hand on his girth, commanding me to make him cum, eager to see me covered. I wrapped my hand around his cock as he grabbed my breasts and played with them until I was moaning with how the rough attention gave me a weird pleasure. Minutes passed and I could feel him flex in anticipation.
He arched his back as he felt himself orgasm and his hot load released across my chest and face. I blinked, partially blinded by cum in my eye. He stepped back, finally content with himself. I turned on the lights and dressed quickly; his skinny form slipping back into jeans and a t-shirt. With a quick nod, he said goodbye and disappeared into the stairwell. I climbed into my bed, breasts tender from our encounter, ready to let sleep take over.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/33vuzj/the_licker_mf
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