I figured I’d post another story for those of you that like my stories.
“Tired of Boys”
“I used to work at a bar as a bartender/waitress. I had already worked there a year when one the greatest things happened. I was 19 years old at the time. I use to workout (and still do on occasion) every morning at our local planet fitness. I’ve always been thin, I was trying to add some definition to my body, and give myself some more “bubble” in my butt. I’m not bragging, I’m just trying to give a description of myself. Every night that I bartended, I’d see the same old faces. The horny, perverted young guys, the young guys that love to hang out with the other young guys, the older guys, and on weekends, every metrosexual guy in our small town. Plus every girl that “wants to be” with those metrosexual guys, for whatever reason. Maybe because they were popular or something.
I was always somewhat popular, but I just think that’s because I was generally nice to everyone. I didn’t need a “popular” boyfriend, I just wanted someone that put me before their friends. If that means unpopular to some, whatever. I don’t get why girls are like this, but to each his own, I guess. Heck, I was one. My boyfriend was one of these “popular” guys. I know I just said that I wanted someone “for me”, and I guess I had to live and learn to realize that.
Him and I broke up a week earlier, and I was feeling pretty terrible. I know he treated me like crap, cheated on me, and I was seriously thinking about taking him back at the time. I don’t know why. Why does any girl always take back a jerk? That’s not a statement. That’s a question, because I honestly don’t know why these girls, including myself, always run back to garbage. It’s not love, but, I think by the events in this story, I was starting to figure out what love actually is, even if it comes off as lust. There’s “something” else there…There was this guy, an older guy, who visited the bar by himself almost every night. His name was, Justin.
Justin was 25 He looked good. Worked his butt off everyday, only to come spend his nights sitting and talking to me when it was a weekday, and it was slow. Sometimes even, we were the only ones in the bar and on occasion he even helped me lock up for the night. All night we sat there and talked. Talked about politics, aliens,movies, alien movies, love, loss, and just about anything. Inside, I was starting to have feelings for this man, even though he was 6 years older. That’s a lot of years of learning, living by yourself, figuring out life, that this 19 year girl didn’t have. Heck, when he was my age, I was only 13.
Those nights, I’d go wait on someone If they came in, and then it was right back to the corner where we were sitting.Me, behind the bar, and Justin, on the other side. Maybe because we were talking about everything you could think of for eight hours, but I had butterflies when I looked at Justin that night. It was time to close, so Justin was going to stick around and help me clean up. We were laughing as we went around the bar and cleaned up.
As I was putting the stools up on the tables a familiar song was coming from the jukebox. One my Dad played for my Mom often, because she was a natural blond, like myself….?..It’s late in the evening; she’s wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me, “Do I look all right?” And I say, “Yes, you look wonderful tonight”…?
Justin was reaching out his hand, asking me to dance. I felt the butterflies in my tummy again, I couldn’t turn down this handsome gentleman.
We swayed back and forth, holding each other close. I could feel his heart beat next to mine. This man was so gentle. He then took my face with both his hands and went for it! He’s going to kiss me! I thought. And he did. So gentle. We embraced closer, as we swayed back and forth to the music. His fingers were under my hair, and he was gentle moving his finger on the back of my neck. I was so turned on. I WANTED this man. ALL of this man.
The kiss became more passionate as he breathed real heavy as he moved in even closer. I could feel something hard as he pressed up against my pelvis, getting me aroused and somewhat wet. I was in the moment when I opened the fly of his jeans and put my small hand through the open, only to find what felt like a warm throbbing summer sausage. I moved up and down with my hand on his cock using the palm of my hand at the top. He was obviously getting turned on, and so was I.
I started to jack him off the best I could in that small area in his pants. He helped me take down and take off his pants and underwear. He put his forehead on mine giving me gingerly kisses as his hard bare dick pressed up against me lubricating my stomach with his pre-cum. Emmm. He was still guiding his hands through my hair as he moved his hand down to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my jeans and slide them off onto the floor.
He kissed me as he picked me up and gently put me on the pool table, still kissing me. He helped me pull off my shirt and sports bra. He began to kiss my neck as he guided his tongue down my neck stopping at my boobs and started to suck on my nipples. The hairs on my arms were standing up with excitement. I knew what we were going to do, and I KNEW he was going to be the best I have ever had. I was lying on my back, as his hand found the side of my ass and slipped off my thong panties as I put my legs together up in the air, and slipped them off.
I opened my legs awaiting for what was coming next. I never experienced this before in my life. No one has ever gone down on me, although I always wanted them to.
Justin moved his head down, and I felt his tongue in that general area for the first time in my life. He started to swirl his tongue in my soft trimmed pubic hair, guiding his tongue to my eager pussy. As soon as his tongue hit my clit, an incredible sensation went throughtout my body. I quietly whimpered a little as he sucked my clit, slurping. Driving me crazy. Nibbling or biting, whatever it was, put me on completely different plateau. Ohhh pure ecstasy.
His fingertips were moving up and down the sides of my body, and up my legs which were still in the air. Occasionally he took the time to play with my nipples. I gave FULL permission to this man to do “whatever” he wanted to me. I was his. I WANTED him! He was turning me on so much. Then I felt this absolutely incredible feeling of his tongue go right across my tight virgin asshole. My legs immediately went up farther in attempt to expose my bum hole even more for him. It worked, he went back for more.
He was licking and circling his tongue getting my hole so wet with his saliva. Gawd it felt good. As he was swirling and sucking my asshole he began to push his tongue in there making sure I was into it. Oh, I was! His tongue action was giving me a feeling that felt so new to me. A whole different set of nerve endings. So good. So fucking good. He raised his head up, and gave me a wanting kiss so I could taste my own ass.
He slid me back further on the pool table as he got up and kneeled down and put his hands on my ankles and raised them above his shoulders as he temporarily put them on his shoulders as he guided that huge cock into my starving wet vagina. I was so wet, it slid right in as he began to pump me. Ooh I felt electricity as he went in me. Starting off slow, but increasing in speed, thrusting harder and harder, I could feel an orgasm on the rise.
He was breathing heavy, pumping away, putting my toes in his mouth, sucking on them. “Ahhh, baby, I want it!”I said. I don’t know if it was how aroused he got me, by doing everything slow in such anticipation of what was going to happen, but it never felt “this good” EVER, with my boyfriend, who would just fuck me. Nothing compared to this particular experience, ever in my life with a different man, only Justin. Or, maybe it was the analingus part. He then flipped me over to get me off my back. I stuck my ass in the air. I felt so willing to let him even fuck my ass, if he wanted to, since he turned me on so much with his tongue in there. But, he didn’t do it, …yet.
He once again opened my pussy with his slick cock and began to really slam the shit out of me. All you could hear were is balls slapping against my ass. He was deep. Deep as he could go. I could feel him hitting the wall in my pussy. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! “ I screamed as he began to reach under and stimulate my clit, rubbing back and forth quickly. As he was palming and squeezing my ass cheeks, I thought it couldn’t get ANY better until he took his slippery fingers and began to circle my bumhole with his thumb. I moaned. Shit that was great. No one in my life has EVER touched my asshole, besides me. It was so different having someone else do it. First the tongue, Now this.
There was only one other thing that I nervously wanted. He was banging the shit out of me while he was sticking his thumb in and out of my ass. I couldn’t control it anymore. I began to thrust backwards and time it to get him in deeper, and to get his thumb or fingers in my ass deeper. “Shit, Justin, I love that..” I said under my breath, in a way for him to hear me, and not hear me. He must of heard me. He gradually slowed down, and pulled out. He immediately put his head down to my ass, and stuck his tongue on my pussy and in a few licks he got so much pussy juice smothering my asshole.
He spread my ass cheeks apart as he dived in to plunder my taboo hole. He began to tongue dart my bum at the same rate of speed he was previously pumping my pussy. Oh lord. It was amazing. My asshole would attempt to close, but his tongue was stronger. It would eventually lose the battle and open up to his every whim. Oh, my, yes, it felt incredible having his warm tongue in my ass. He would take his tongue out, and my open ass would pulsate, and he’d just lick the center of my soft open anus. Like he was flicking or fluttering his tongue on my hole. What an indescribable feeling.
“Justin…..”I said softly. “Yes”, he said as I felt his tongue leave my asshole. “Stick it in there.” I sheepishly said. I don’t know why I still was shy about it.
Justin immediately took to action. He got up, my ass sticking in the air. I could feel the cool air conditioning on my open asshole, like air being blown on something wet, it feels cool. That’s the way my anus felt, opened up, ready to receive for the first time in my life. Yes, my little bum hole was soaking from all the saliva and pussy juice. I felt “so open”, so relaxed. I KNOW I could do this.
I felt Justin grab my left buttcheek as I immediately felt the pressure of the tip of his cock. “Slow, easy” I heard him saying to himself, which reassured me that he knew what he was doing. Oh, my gawd, the pressure surrounded my eager opening. The “want” outweighed the pain. I could feel the head sorta “pop” passed my ring. Oh, lord. He was in my ass! Just the thought, the dirtiness of it, the lust, the forbidden zone, and the sheer pleasure I was experiencing was driving me mad inside. He’s taking my anal cherry! I felt so naughty.
Nothing else in the world came to my mind, just the intense feeling of paingasm, overflowing from all the nerve endings coming, simply, from my stretched, inviting, asshole. As Justin slipped past the point of no return, I could feel his large wand making it’s way deep inside my backdoor. Oh, the intensity. I felt so “filled”, is the best way I could describe it.
As soon as he got deep enough he began to slowly back out. A familiar but just as gratifying feeling. I could feel his girth surrounding every wall of my canal as it slid by. He started to play with my pussy as he leaned over onto my back. Just as the tip of his cock could of popped out and my asshole close, it began to slide it back in. Oh lord. Ohh, the electricity from my nerves in my ass shot through my body. I loved this. I loved being alive. It was that spellbinding.
Justin began to slowly pump my ass, and I could hear the beautiful sloppiness of my well lubricated ass ringing in the air. He pumped in and out of my ass, picking up pace as he did it. Moaning. I was moaning. I was in another dimension. It felt from the inside of my bowels we were connected as one. I loved it. I loved him. He began to slam my ass hard. Harder than he was slamming my pussy.
I reached around, with my head on his jacket on the pool table, and grabbed the sides of my ass cheeks and spread my ass as far apart and open as I could. I think this turned Justin on even more, because he began to pick up his pace, and I could feel him getting deeper, plowing his way through of my endless tunnel. It felt so filled. I needed it. Slamming my ass. Balls deep. Spreading my cheeks, as he slid in and almost out, until he did pull out for a fraction of a second, and then immediately injected me again deep in my new love hole.
The feeling of him escaping my ass, and thrusting back in was causing my body to shake. It was like a pleasure overload. I couldn’t take it. No one could. It was just too intense of an orgasm. An anal orgasm. He hit my g-spot. When he’d thrust down and in, I swear it was causing my clit to pulsate, like it was being played with from the ‘inside’. Uhh! Shit! I squirted everywhere.
Justin started to slow down. “Don’t stop!” Is all I could muster during my pleasure orgasm. He thrusted harder and harder. I could start to feel the lubrication getting “grittier”, causing light friction. But at this point, I loved it. It was encompassing my body. My asshole felt wonderful as wide open as it was as he fucked it.
The motions were going so fast, and by his moaning I could tell he was ready to explode. Slamming the shit out of my hole, “I’m gonna cum! Where do u want it?!, he got out while in his own pleasure. “Deep!” is all I said, as I felt Justin thrust so hard and deep, squeezing my ass cheeks, as his cock stayed buried in my insides, an avalanche of warmth hit every sensor in my ass in a serious of spurts as he drained his nectar deep in my insides. “Uhh, ughhh!” He exclaimed, as his thrusts were hard jabs with each ejaculation, tightening his own ass as if he were trying to impale me with his cock. Oh, the warmth I felt inside, as his monster cock emptied, and pulsated causing the ring of my asshole to pulsate along with the motion of his cock. He stayed in me as he wrapped his arms around me and collapsed on my back. We both fell over onto our sides, as I was still panting with pleasure encompassing my entire body.
I slid off his still hard, bouncing cock, and grabbed it. I just wanted to feel and taste the thing that was driving me mad with pleasure. It was the heat of the moment. I cleaned his cock off by sucking and licking whatever drops of cum and ass he had left in him and on his manly cock. I loved tasting my ass. It was clean, but I love the spur of the moment cleaning of his well used ass-destroying-dick. My anus stayed closed. I was going to keep that gift in me for a while. Oh, the feeling of having a huge load deep within your anal canal is amazing. It warms you up knowing this. Breathing heavy, he grabbed me and hugged me as we spooned on the pool table for a while. It was the first time I think I ever made love to someone. Someone a little older than myself. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I enjoyed it more than I think he will ever know. He treated me the way a woman should be treated.”…..
This was a girl I dated not too long ago. I wanted to take it from a different perspective, other than my own. Unfortunately, this didn’t last very long, although we remained friends. Even though it was only a six year difference, she wasn’t even 21 yet. Things certainly change at that age… Anywho, I’m still writing. If you want to get on my better side, tell me what you think? PM me. Tell me how it affected you. Don’t be shy!…Also, girls, you do know, I’m ALWAYS checking my email, right? ? Come on. Today’s YOUR day… I appreciate everyone…ok, ok. I’m done. I’m just horny as all of you reading this right now. Difference is,…I’m ALWAYS horny.. I hope you enjoyed it! Love you all! ?
Oh, the song reference is: “Wonderful Tonight” by Eric Clapton ??
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