My[F] side – Meeting up with him[M], five years later

This is my side of the story, as promised (even though it’s a little delayed), hope you enjoy :)

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So, there is this guy. I know that’s how a lot of these types of stories start, but bear with me. We met quite a few years ago at work of all places. I had been working at this retail store for some time, he worked at one of our sister locations. He one day needed to stop by my location to pick up some product.

I was standing at the counter, bored, with no customers in the store when in walks this guy I’ve never met before. I can tell he works for the same company by the uniform he is wearing.  I see him scan me up and down as he walks towards me, a slight smile on his face.

We had just gotten new uniforms and I was in a grey button up shirt. I will tell you know, button up shirts and I do not get along. This is probably due to the fact that I have about a 10 inch difference between my chest and my waist. Sitting now at an overwhelming 32K I know my tits look massive on my small 5’2” frame. I hated wearing the shirts too big, so I settled for a size that barely buttoned up over my chest, but fit me better in the waist and arms. I always had to wear something underneath those shirts, I knew that those buttons were pulling and without you could see right through.

He comes to the counter, he looks super handsome in his uniform. The dress shirt sitting perfectly on his square shoulders and accentuating the physique of his chest underneath. He was quite tall to me, and looked down at me with these striking blue eyes. I melted.

I can see him staring at my chest like he thinks I don’t notice. Or maybe he knew I noticed and didn’t care. Either way, it was obvious to me that he was enjoying the view. Pleasantries were exchanged, product was picked up and off he went.

Suddenly I look down at my phone to find a Facebook friend request from him. I accepted without a second thought. The smirk on his face, his handsome blue eyes, and the way he looked at me were enough to catch my attention. I was interested.

We continued chatting for some time and there were some fun hookups while we worked together. Unfortunately, he moved to a different city, and shortly after I did too. Communication dwindled over time, but not due to lack of interest, but more lack of opportunity. I know on my end I would love to hook up with him again given the chance, we had lots of fun but it felt like there was unfinished business. I had honestly resigned to never fucking him again. I am glad I was wrong.

Fast forward 5 or so years.

I am in a new town once again, about an hour north of the city he lives in. I get a message: “so, you don’t work for the company anymore?” I guess he had decided to look me up and saw that I was no longer an employee. I had moved on into a new career and had left the company a month or two prior. There was plenty of small talk, but in the back of my brain I knew that if he went through the trouble to look me up then he still wanted me. We tip toed around the topic as he told me he was going to be in my town and wanted to meet and catch up. I was thrilled. It was an “I know that you know that I know that you want to fuck” type situation, but I think we were both waiting for someone to just come out and say it.

“Just to be clear, is drinks and things a euphemism?” he finally says. I let him sweat for a few minutes before responding. “I do enjoy a good euphemism” I respond. Finally it was out in the open. Our chatting got increasingly more explicit and picture filled over the coming weeks, with anticipation of this meeting growing steadily.

I had to work a 12 hour shift at my job that day, it was THE LONGEST 12 hour shift of my life. I rushed home to shower and doll myself up a little bit. I was nervous. I was struggling over what to wear, I settled on a cute casual floral dress that I always felt cute in. It was about a 20-30 minute drive from my house to where he was staying. It took me a little longer to get ready than I had anticipated (probably due to the growing nervousness) so I ended up arriving a little late in the evening.

He met me and snuck me into his room, I could feel all the sexual tension coming to a head. I casually sat down at the end of the bed, trying to play it cool. Why was I so nervous? We had fucked before and we both knew what was coming. After what felt like an eternity, he finally leaned down and kissed me. Soft and delicate at first, but quickly evolved into a deep lust fuelled make out session.

It wasn’t long before he removed my dress. I could see this look in his eyes, like a kid in a candy store type look. He instantly began kissing down my neck and chest before placing one of my nipples in his mouth. The feeling sent shocks of pleasure through my body. You could tell he really loved my tits, the way he sucked, nibbled, and played with them made that quite evident. You would think that I might be used to that type of stimulation, but it’s not often that my nipples get that kind of wonderful attention. I began to moan and arch my back. He reminded me I needed to be quiet, there were people in rooms nearby and I wasn’t supposed to be there. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning more as he went to town on my now sensitive nipples.

I was distracted by the pleasure coming from my nipples, but I suddenly became aware that I was naked on the bed. I looked up to realize he was still completely clothed! That just would not do. I sat up with him standing over me. I undid his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. That thing sprung out of his pants and it was just as big as I remembered it (he’s got this wonderfully big and thick cock by the way). I was reminded of our times years ago, when I could barely fit his cock in my little mouth, straining my jaw to open wide enough to take him all in. Once again I found myself in that position. I grabbed his dick and slowly licked and sucked the head before taking him into my mouth. Not to brag, but I knew what I was doing and I know I’m good at what I do. I looked up at him as I was sucking and stroking his cock, there was this “holy fuck” look in his eyes. I knew I was doing a good job. I kept trying to take him deeper and deeper into my mouth, but his cock was just too big and my mouth too small. Suddenly he surprised me by pushing my head down onto his cock, pushing it down my throat. I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I had a cock in my throat, and was surprised that I could take it. He pulled out of my throat and I gasped for air, spilling saliva down my chin and onto my tits. I loved it, I loved how he felt in my throat, I loved the sensation of not being able to breath, I loved the loss of control as he held my head down and pushed deeper. I moved from the bed onto my knees on the floor and looked up at him as he continued to shove his cock in and out of my throat, his hand firmly holding my head in place. He could have fucked my face for hours and I would have been a happy girl.

He had other ideas.

He brought me to my feet and directed me to bend over the counter in front of the bed. I did as I was told (one of my specialties). I wasn’t sure what to expect next, I was standing bent over, my pussy and ass in the air, open, vulnerable, and dripping wet. He dove right in, shoving his face into my pussy. Fuck it was good. He instantly found and targeted my clit, licking it and sucking it like it was his job. I was having trouble standing, my knees were getting weak as I began building to my first orgasm. He continued his assault on my clit as I squirmed and moaned. I could feel my juices drip down my thighs as I came. Holding on to the counter for stability, my body shook and my knees buckled while the orgasm rushed through me; it took every bit of self-control I had to keep quiet and to stay standing. I remember being shocked that he made me cum so easily and so quickly, but I wasn’t going to complain.

I stood there bent over, catching my breath, and recovering from post orgasm glow land when I could feel his hands on my hips again. Surely he wasn’t going to go for more, at this point I didn’t think my clit could handle any more. Oh he was going for more, but this time instead of targeting my clit he went straight for my tight little asshole. His tongue made circles around my ass before plunging the tip just barely into it. It was an amazing sensation, unlike anything I had experienced before. I could feel his fingers parting the lips of my pussy as they slowly entered me and his talented fingers found my g-spot almost instantly. He massaged my g-spot with his fingers, his thumb putting pressure on my clit as his tongue continued to pleasure my ass. I could feel another orgasm building, my wetness now covering his hand and dripping down my legs. I let the orgasm wash over me as he picked up the pace with his fingers. I crumpled to the floor, my legs no longer able to hold me up. He pushed his soaked fingers into my mouth, making me lick and taste my own pussy all over his hands.

He helped me up off the floor, a mischievous lust filled his eyes as he kissed me deeply and positioned me on the bed in front of him. I laid back on the bed as he pulled my legs over his shoulders and slowly guided his cock towards my wet cunt. He slid his cock inside me, filling me, stretching me, such a satisfying feeling. My eyes widened as he drove his cock down to the hilt. I gasped as I my body tried to adjust to this large, rock hard dick deep inside me. He paused there for a few seconds before beginning to pick up his pace. He fucked me faster and faster until he was absolutely pounding my little pussy. He would slow, and lean down to put his mouth on my tits, before returning to the relentless pounding. I moaned and squirmed against his cock as he held my hips in place. Once again I felt myself gearing up to cum again, how this is possible I still don’t know. I reached forward and furiously played with my clit while his cock continued to destroy my pussy. I came. HARD.

I could still feel my pussy pulsating as he pulled out of me and began fucking my luscious breasts. I kept trying to reach the head of his cock with my tongue and catch it in my mouth but it kept disappearing between my tits. He asked me where I wanted his cum, I sheepishly replied that I wanted him to cum all over my face and chest. I adjusted on the bed, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue awaiting his load. He shot thick ropes of cum all over my face and into my mouth. I looked up at him with a smile, as I licked and swallowed what cum I could and cleaned up the rest. We lay there exhausted for a few minutes before slowly getting dressed and heading outside for a satisfying post sex cigarette.

We came back to the room afterwards, still feeling the effects of the first round. He pulled me close and kissed me. I could feel his cock was hard as it was pressed against me, I couldn’t believe he was hard again already! I’ve been able to go a couple rounds before, but not this quickly. I was no longer wearing a bra or panties under my dress and he slowly pulled the dress over my head revealing my naked body. I helped him undress, undoing his pants and pulling them down, my face level with his cock that was straining against his boxers. I stood up again and went right back to kissing him. His hands explored my body, my tits, my ass, and landed on my now super wet pussy. The smirk on his face when he noticed how wet I was is not something I will soon forget.

He played with my clit while my knees continued to shake before he grabbed me by the hand and led me towards the bed. He laid on his back and I crawled onto the bed to meet him. I stopped to play with his cock, taking him partially into my mouth and flick my tongue around his head while I looked up at him, gauging his reactions. He let me play for a few minutes before he started to pull me on top of him. I straddled him and leaned down to kiss him and give his mouth access to my nipples, which he lapped up insatiably. I eventually sat up straight and reached under me to guide his cock inside me. I lowered myself slowly as I adjusted to the fullness in my pussy, his cock as deep as it could possibly get. I couldn’t hold back my moans as I lowered myself onto him.

I began to slowly grind on his throbbing hard cock, which hit me in all of the right places. I picked up speed slowly at first until I was grinding on it as fast and as hard as I could. He grabbed my hips and started to help me pick up some extra speed. His cock was hitting me right in the g-spot over and over again, I began squirting on him and his cock uncontrollably. This was the first time I had ever squirted while riding a cock, so I was caught by surprise. I couldn’t stop it, I just kept gushing and he helped push me back and forth on his cock. I couldn’t stop the orgasms from pulsing through me and he was relentless, keeping the speed up until I couldn’t handle it anymore and practically collapsed on him.

We lay there for a moment catching our breath, kissing and touching each other. I rolled onto my back and he lay over me, playing with my tits and tracing my body with his fingers. His fingers eventually made their way back down to my cunt, still dripping wet and super sensitive from the onslaught of orgasms. He lightly played with my pussy, running his fingers over my lips and my clit. I would gasp each time his fingers reached my swollen clit, which he seemed to enjoy. He slowly slid 2 fingers inside me with his thumb pressing on my clit as he did so. He found my g-spot with little trouble and pushed his fingers against it. He picked up his pace and it wasn’t long until I was gushing and squirting all over the bed and his hands. He was persistent, ignoring my squirms and cries as he continued. His hands knew exactly what to do and exactly what spots to hit to make me gush everywhere.

He crawled on top of me, spreading my legs and placing himself in between them. I saw this mischievous look in his eyes and he lightly put his hands around my neck as he entered me. As he fucked me harder he pressed harder with his hands, slowly cutting off my air and blood supply. He would release slightly to give me some release, but would quickly return to pounding my dripping wet cunt and choking me until I was on the verge of consciousness. I lost myself for a moment and when I came to I was overwhelmed by the sensation of his cock literally hammering into me. All of a sudden I was cumming again. It caught me by surprise because it wasn’t preceded by the build-up I was used to, but absolutely fucking amazing.

Once he had had enough with me, I rolled towards him to kiss him. He kissed me passionately and deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands continued to explore my body, he had been stroking and squeezing my cute little ass cheeks. I could feel his hands making their way towards my asshole, tracing circles around it. I moaned and looked up at him, It had been a LONG time since I had anyone play with my ass, let alone fuck it. In all of our history we had never attempted anal together either. His fingers pressed against my ass before he slowly slid the tip of one of his fingers inside me. I gasped as it slowly passed the verge. He looked me right in the eyes and whispered “do you want me to fuck your ass?” and I nodded with a stupid grin on my face “yes, please” I replied.

I had brought lube with me so I leapt up off the bed to go grab it. I returned to the bed, lube in hand, and began to finger my ass to help get me lubed up. I bent over the end of the bed and reached back for his cock, spreading lube down the length of his dick. I guided the tip of his cock to the opening of my asshole. I honestly wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to take him, but damn I was going to try. He slowly pushed his cock inside me, pausing ever few seconds before probing deeper. It wasn’t long before he had his cock buried deep in my ass and right to the hilt. He held himself there for a moment, letting my body adjust to the stiff dick invading it, my asshole stretched to its limits. Gradually he began to thrust back and forth and picking up speed. I took some deep breaths as the pain coming from my ass dissipated and was replaced with this unbelievable sensation. It wasn’t long before he was absolutely pounding my ass as hard and deep as he could manage while I built towards another orgasm. I reached between my legs to play with my clit, which was just enough to drive me right over the edge. He grabbed me by the hair and slapped my ass as he thrusted. I reached one of the most intense orgasms ever, the sensations overwhelming me as I came with his cock in my ass, squirting all over the bed again. I could feel how hard he was getting as he was coming close to blowing his load. He asked me where I wanted his cum and without a second thought, I begged for him to cum in my ass. I wanted to feel his thick, hot load inside me and he was happy to oblige. Once my ass was filled with his cum, he slowly pulled his cock out of me and we both lay on the bed trying to catch our breath.

We got up, shared a shower, and got dressed enough to sneak outside for another smoke. At this point it was about 3am, and I needed to be awake by 5:30am for another 12 hour shift at work. He lay in bed together naked and spooning, his body wrapped around mine. I felt his cock twitch when I pressed my ass into him and I couldn’t help myself. I began to grind up against him as his hands had their way with my tits again. I turned towards him and we began kissing again. He slid his cock inside me again pulling me close. He whispered “why can’t I stop fucking you” and he slid in and out of me again. He fucked me slowly, purposefully, sensually. Eventually I laid him on his back and started sucking his cock. I love having his cock in my mouth and I love every inch of his cock and balls. I could tell he wasn’t going to cum again, but that didn’t stop me from having my fun. I climbed up the bed  to kiss him and nuzzle up to him. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, completely satisfied.

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