I’m back. College Story: Mind Blowing Sex With the Girl From Work Who Wasn’t my Type [m/f]

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. Not to be arrogant, but I am generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.

I used to work at a pretty popular restaurant in the downtown area of my city when I was around 21 years old and in college. It seemed like there would be a new hostess or two every couple of months. I never paid too much attention to them, because they were typically pretty young (often high school age). There was one hostess (we’ll call her Nicole) that had been working there for about a month or two that got to be fairly friendly with the waiters, which didn’t happen often but she was very outgoing and talkative. I would talk to her here and there when she was talking to some of the other waiters and waitresses, but never went out of my way to talk to her one-on-one. She was an exception to the typical high school hostess in that she was 19. She was 100 percent not my type, which I will explain. I have always been kind of a punk rocker and though that doesn’t always mean I appear to be one, it has dictated the kind of girls I am interested in. I typically am attracted to girls with a little bit of an edge to them and often times prefer girls with dark hair etc. Nicole had blonde hair, fake tan, was a former high school cheerleader, didn’t come off as very intelligent, super bubbly, was starting college the next semester and planned on joining a sorority, and had slight valley girl speak. She was without a doubt the kind of girl that many guys are really into, but for me she was the opposite of what I preferred in just about every way.

One day it was really slow at the restaurant, so a few of us were standing around talking. We were talking about dating and compatibility. One of the guys was saying that the only things he cares about when dating a girl is that she isn’t bitchy and isn’t fat. I contended that he was being a little extreme and that I’m sure there is more that he looks for. I said that I am fairly picky and prefer a certain type of girl typically. Nicole asked what kind of girl I prefer. I listed off a few traits, but they were kind of vague. Then I said, “Well like for example I would never date you, because we are into different things and you are more the all-American girl type.” I thought it was obvious that we weren’t each other’s “type,” so I didn’t think I was saying anything very controversial. Nicole however reacted a little more negatively than I expected. She said, “Wait, you seriously wouldn’t date me?” I guess she was used to guys falling all over her and wasn’t used to a guy being uninterested. I understood that since there were plenty of guys at the restaurant that drooled over her and wanted in her pants. I’m sure in high school she probably dated football players and served as a key object of many other students’ fantasies. I replied, “Well, I mean…no. You just really aren’t my type.” Nicole still looked somewhat shocked and a little flustered.

A handful of customers walked in about this time and we all had to get back to work. Later that night one of the guys laughed and said, “I can’t believe you said that to her.” I told him that I was just being honest and really thought it would have been obvious to her that we weren’t each other’s type. He agreed, but said he just wasn’t expecting it. The next time I came into work was a few days later. I had been there for an hour or so when one of the guys ran into me and said “Nicole was asking yesterday if you were coming in that day.” I thought that was strange and asked why. He said that he didn’t know. I continued working and apparently Nicole arrived at some point for work. That same waiter told me a little later that Nicole was looking for me. I went by the hostess stand expecting her to ask me something about one of the tables or something, but I go by and she just said “Hey how are you?’ in kind of a flirty tone. I said “Uhh, I’m okay, you?” She said “Really good” and kind of bit her lip. I just gave her a slightly weird look and walked off to one of my tables.

I couldn’t believe this shit. What I had always heard happens was happening. I always heard people say that if you tell a girl that you don’t like her and act uninterested it will make her want you/want you more. I always kind of thought it was bullshit and that it would only work in very specific contexts, but I guess this was one of them. I went about my business and didn’t really run into her the rest of the night until it was time to leave. As we were all leaving she walked up and pinched my arm, winked at me, and said bye. She continued to be very flirtatious over the next week or two of work. I continued to not show any interest and was at best just nice to her. It had started to become a fun game for me to act uninterested to see how she would react and see where it would lead. I figured at some point she would just get bored with it and move on. Now I said Nicole isn’t my type, but don’t get me wrong that doesn’t mean I wasn’t physically attracted to her at all. She is what many guys would consider very physically attractive, but she was just knocked down quite a few notches for me. She was about 5’5”, muscular cheerleader body (not overly muscular), pretty flat chested (only A cup), huge ass (borderline too big, like Kardashian-ish, but more toned). She looked a little like a younger Lindsey Vonn in the face.

A few weeks into the consistent flirting from her she takes a bold step. She slips me her phone number as we are leaving work and tells me she wants to hangout. I continued to act uninterested, but took her number. I told her “yeah, we’ll see.” Honestly at this point I was starting to get a little bit interested just because it was cool receiving so much attention from her and the other guys at the restaurant were starting to take notice resulting in a lot of fist bumps etc. Also, like I said she was a pretty attractive female that was kind of throwing herself at me, which is hard not to get excited about. However, I continued to play it cool. I didn’t call her and just continued to come to work and go about my business. After working with her a few more times she confronted me and said, “So are you ever going to call?” I said, “oh yeah I forgot about that, maybe.” She looked a little hurt; which resulted in me feeling kind of bad for the first time about my acting uninterested. So, to try to make up for it I asked her when she wanted to hangout. She asked what I was doing that night. I knew that I shouldn’t cave too easily, so I told her I was busy. She asked what I was doing Thursday night, which was two nights later. I told her I had no plans. She asked if I wanted to come over to her place and watch a movie. Deep down I was fist pumping, because we all know what “watching a movie” means. It had been a couple of months since I had gotten laid so I was hoping for the best. Fast forward to Thursday night. I get to her place and she leads me in. She has on black cheerleader shorts and a white tank top. It was the first time I had seen her ass in anything other than her work pants and it looked ridiculous in those shorts, like cartoonish. I am an ass guy though, so my interest was definitely piqued. Her thighs looked as muscular as I had imagined being a former cheerleader. She had a roommate that was not home, but would be home later so she led me back to her bedroom. We both sit down on the bed and she picks out a movie for us to watch. I told myself going in that I wouldn’t break character and would not treat this like I typically would if I was interested in a girl and watching a movie with her. We watched the movie and I didn’t make a move the entire time. She grabbed my hand at one point and held it for a while, before lying on her side and resting her head on my shoulder with her hand on my stomach. That was all that happened while we were watching the movie.

After the movie was over I can tell she is trying to keep me from just saying, “alright well I should head out.” She starts talking to me about her hometown, what she was like growing up, and cheerleading. She then pulls up some pictures on her computer from her high school cheerleading days. I am scrolling through them and then boom there is a pic of her naked. I quickly scrolled past and there were about four or five pics of her naked. She said, “whoops, oh my god that is so embarrassing,” but honestly didn’t seem that embarrassed. I had the feeling that she did that intentionally and knew I would scroll into those pics. I’ll admit it was a good strategy to break down my feigned lack of interest. Seeing her naked in those pics instantly made me hard and I had a million thoughts running through my head.

She mentioned a back injury she had in high school from cheerleading and said it bothers her from time to time. She lay down on her stomach and asked if I would rub her back. I said sure and straddled her legs and began to rub her back. I had a great view of her huge toned ass from this perspective and was thoroughly enjoying it. I was still being somewhat standoffish as I rubbed on top of her tank top on the areas it covered. She decided to make another bold move after about 5 minutes and motioned for me to get up for a second. She sat up on her knees and took her tank top off (no bra), never turning around and lies back down on her stomach. She said, “It will feel better and be easier this way.”

I am fighting every urge to just rip her shorts off and power fuck her as my continued resistance has built up more sexual tension in me than I think I have ever felt before. I continue to massage her back and shoulders and she seems to be really enjoying it. I can’t handle being so standoffish anymore, and slide my hands down over her ass and begin to rub her thighs. She does not resist one bit. I continue to rub her thighs and work my way up to the top of her thighs right where her ass starts. I slide my hands a little up under her shorts and rub her ass cheeks with my fingers as my thumbs get dangerously close to her pussy. She lets out a few light moans. I move back up to her back and shoulders and continue to rub them for a while. She is obviously beginning to get really turned on as she is kind of rubbing her ass into my cock as much as she can while I rub her back. She said “I can tell you like my ass.” I said “How so?” she replied, “Well you are really hard.” I kind of laughed, but then she said, “I want to see it.” I climb off of her and she sits up completely topless. As I said before her tits are not very big, but she is definitely toned and has a great looking body. She takes my shirt off and lets out a flirtatious “mmmm.” She quickly takes off my pants and underwear in one motion revealing my extremely hard eight-inch cock. She grabs it with one hand and just kind of gazes at it for a few moments. She starts to slowly stroke it and I am absolutely fiending to fuck her and do all kinds of unspeakable things to her at this point. I am fully convinced that my own strategy of acting uninterested worked against me and built up to this moment where I wanted to fuck her more than I have ever wanted to fuck anyone before. It was making me even more excited, because I knew that she probably felt the same way because of all of the denial and build up. She continued to slowly stroke my cock before eagerly plunging it into her mouth. She sucked wildly and would take it out of her mouth and lick up and down the sides, as the length of it would run along her face. She licked down to my balls taking each one in her mouth and licking back up to the head of my cock. She quickly engulfed my cock with her lips again continuing to suck wildly and passionately. I can’t take it anymore and decided in my mind “fuck it” I am going to just give in completely and go all out. I motion for her to stop and I push her down on to her stomach. I grab the waist of her shorts and rip them down and off of her legs. I push her up onto her knees and push her face down into the bed. She lets out a moan of anticipation and I can tell we are both on the same page. I get behind her and bury my face in her ass and pussy. I wanted to do this since the moment I walked into her apartment and saw her ass in those shorts. I am licking her pussy from behind wildly and rubbing her clit. She quickly orgasms as I watch her body shiver. As she finishes her orgasm I begin licking her asshole while I finger fuck her pussy. It almost seems overwhelming to her as she begins shouting “oh my god, oh my god.” After a couple of minutes she orgasms again. I want to savor every moment of this feeling of built up sexual tension, but my cock is raging in anticipation of entering her.

I finally give in and align my cock behind her and slide it in her pussy. She lets out another moan and an “oh god.” I have no interest in doing anything slow or half-way anymore. I just start pounding her from behind. She is so extremely wet that I slipped out and damn near injured my cock, but luckily her wetness was all over her legs and my cock slid off rather than taking a direct blow to her leg. I slid it back in and continued to pound just as hard as I had before. She quickly orgasmed again (I found out later she orgasms fairly easily). As her orgasm began to subside I grabbed her hair and pulled it as I fucked her harder and harder. She just kept repeating “oh god, oh god.” I pushed her face back down into the bed as I fucked her. We were fucking so hard that we moved a few feet on the bed and the front of her body was near the edge. I didn’t care, we were fucking wildly and I didn’t care what was happening. Her elbows slid off of the bed and she held the upper half of her body up by placing her palms on the floor. I was still on the bed and continued to pound away at her.

Eventually we both slid off of the bed onto the floor. We were both gasping for air and covered in sweat. I flipped her over onto her back on the floor and entered her pussy again. I was tired, but I didn’t let up. We continued to fuck hard and fast. I have a pretty big cock, but if felt twice its normal size right then, because I was so turned on. We slowly slid across the carpet as we fucked. The force of us fucking and having no traction eventually took us to where her head was against one of her walls.

She slid up the wall slightly to where the top of her back and head were back against it and she was slightly sitting up. This was actually kind of nice, because it gave us a boundary. I pounded her pussy hard as her back pressed against the wall. My thrusts were long and deep. From this position she watched as my cock slid in and out of her over and over. I don’t know how in the fuck I lasted as long as I did, but that was about to be over. I couldn’t hold out anymore. I left my cock in her as long as I possibly could. On the outward motion of my last thrust I think I may have even shot a little bit of cum in her. As I pulled my cock out I quickly stood up and was already shooting cum out. A stream shot out all over her stomach. She opened her mouth and I shot stream after stream of cum into her mouth. I felt like I hadn’t cum in years. It was otherworldly how good it felt and how much I seemed to cum. After my last stream I took a step back and almost fell over from light-headedness. I quickly sat down on the floor. She was still sitting on the floor with cum all over her stomach and running down her chin. She was breathing heavily and just kept saying “oh my god. holy fuck” in between breaths. She eventually got up and got us some water. We got back on the bed and fell asleep for about an hour. I got up and told her I needed to head out. Nicole continued to work at the restaurant for about a year. I only worked there for a couple of more months. We had sex three more times after that (I started dating someone, which killed it). Each time was pretty amazing as we basically tried to fuck each time with as much passion and energy as the first. None of those times were as great as the first though. Also, in the end I was right about one thing. We weren’t each other’s type when it came to dating. We both knew that what we were doing was exactly what it was…fucking.

Also, if you are a female and live near me you should send me a message. Might be a long shot, but would be cool/interesting to have sex with someone that enjoys my stories and then becomes a story haha

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