I am 41 now and this happened either late winter or early spring so I might have actually been 29.
I got reminded about this when talking to an old buddy from my car business days. He had a similar story but turned down the young woman’s offer.
This is long and I like some setup with backstory so skip to the
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For actual sex.
It was a Saturday and I was on the floor of the dealership I had starting working at the year before. They had laid off nearly everyone right before the end of the year so there was tons of empty offices.
I took the advantage to upgrade my office and took one of the larger ones at the lower level of the dealership.
A very slender and tall young woman walks in. I am the first salesperson she sees so we start talking. She is a graduating senior that just turned 21 and needs her first real car as she is starting a job in May.
I go through the my normal routine but I am a bit distracted by her. With heels on she is just a hair taller than me. Looking at her license I confirm she is five foot nine and turned 21 last week. Very long legs made even longer by the ultra tight black leggings she has on. I think this was right when sort of high end leggings were starting to be a thing to wear with what looked like ridiculously expensive heels.
She completed her outfit with a gray sweater coat with large buttons black completely undone to expose her white top and nearly flat chest. The top was fairly tight so my guess is she was either an A-cup or maybe double A. Big diamond earrings at least a carat, a couple of gold rings on her fingers and a black coach bag. She had long dark black hair to her mid black and exceptional makeup. Her lips are a deep burgundy with a bit of blush on her cheeks. I don’t usually see woman made up this well to go car shopping. Very pale skin with a decent amount of freckles on her chest that I am sure she spent a fair bit of time covering with makeup on her face.
I make a copy of the license and continue the small talk to figure out what she is looking for.
She says, “I have been in NYC for the past four years but now I am going to be out of the city so I actually need a car with this new job.”
She went to ****** and is getting a degree in fashion/design and her new job is with *****.
I reply, “Oh that is a great company to work for I know a couple of people who work there.”
We trade some names and know one or two people. She becomes more relaxed now that we seem to travel in the same social/business circles.
She, or probably more accurately her parents, have big steam money. Her school is 40k a year in tuition minimum. I don’t know woman’s shoes but I know what expensive looks like and that Coach bag is probably a couple of thousand dollars.
She sees a car that she likes on the floor we do a quick test drive and than move right to numbers.
Downstairs in my office we go through the details. She crosses and uncrosses her legs, plays with her hair, bites her lip and in general looks like she is flirting. Laughing at jokes I make that aren’t terribly funny etc.
Whatever I am not going to give a better deal to a woman who is attractive and flirting. I am a professional, I am married and she isn’t really my type.
Model thin just doesn’t do it for me. I found out later model thin really did do it for me.
She wants to see the title for the car she is looking at. I explain that this isn’t a used car it is a demo and it doesn’t have a title yet.
That is why she is getting a good deal on the car and I can’t go lower. It is a demo previous model year car this is the best I can do and write a new number on the paper.
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“Throwing,” she says as she puts her hand on my thigh, “I will do anything to get a better deal on this car and I mean anything.”
“Really? Anything?” I ask her.
She nods her head and stands up to take her sweater coat off. She lifts her arms up exposing a very toned and very pale stomach with a bellybutton piercing. It’s almost like she is the skinniest snow white in history.
As I am thinking this she does a slow spin in her leggings and she is definitely not wearing underwear.
I stand up, “OK this is still a new car so I can’t show you a title but I can show you the CO.”
“What is the CO?” She asks as she stands with her hands in her non-existent hips.
“New cars have a certificate of origin which is what goes to the DMV for them to make a title. We keep them in the far back office in a secure room.”
She follows me to the back office where normally a dozen people work but being a Saturday and with the layoffs no one is there.
I take a left and unlock the room where COs are kept. I lock the door behind us and pull out the folder for this car than turn around and say, “I want a blow job.”
She says Ok and drops down to her knees right away which I am frankly shocked by. I hesitate for a second than start unbuckling my belt to open my fly.
As I am pulling my cock out I tell her to take her top off. Now she hesitates for a second but does take it off placing it on top of a file cabinet. At this point I can she she does have double A tits with large puffy nipples that could cut glass. It is cold in this backroom now that no one is in the office.
I finish pulling my pants down and she skoothces a little closer to my cock. Now I don’t have some monster dick it is average length but I have been told by women it is girthy. What I do have a large balls. She immediately starts cupping and rubbing them with her left hand as her right goes to the base of my dick. She engulfed my cock in her mouth and sucks the whole length right down to the root as she squeezes my balls. My knees go weak and I have to brace myself on the filing cabinet.
I feel like I need to pause and clarify that it has been a long time since I had a blow job. Not days not, not months, but years. My wife did not perform or receive oral sex. She didn’t like it and was not interested in it. At that point I think I could count one hand the number of times I had gotten a blow job to completion from her.
Back to the action.
She is working my dick. When they say a blow job is a a job this girl embraced that. I had never had any woman be that into sucking my dick up to that point in my life. She is twisting her head from side to side, swallowing my whole length than using her tongue to tickle my balls at the same time. It usually takes me a while to cum from oral but I could tell this would be fairly quick.
I am grunting and moaning while struggling to stay standing as she runs her tongue up and down the underside of my cock the whole time keeping eye contact. I wrap my left hand around her hair while I use my right to help support my body. I can tell I am getting close and tell her I am going to cum soon.
She just grips my balls a little tighter and starts to stroke the bottom half of my cock while she massages the head with her tongue. She is teasing my hole with the tip of her tongue than going back to the underside of the shaft to the top over.and over. My breathing is out of control and I know this is going to be a huge load. It doesn’t happen to me often but on a few occasions as long as my cock is continuously being stimulated I will just keep cuming. Eventually I just can’t take the sensation anymore and have to stop. This felt like one of those times. I think she knew I was going to explode just as I let out a somewhat muffled, “FUCCKK,” and erupted in her mouth.
Her small hand wrapped around my shaft moved even faster and milked my cock as I drained my balls into her mouth. She kept her tongue just where the head meets the shaft rolling it back and forth and I just couldn’t stop pumping her mouth full.
This was going to be one of those times where I couldn’t stop cuming. After a few seconds she was having trouble swallowing and must have realized the same thing. She let go of my cock and shoved her face forward burying her nose into my pubic bone. I gasped and felt weak as the sensation changed on my cock impaled down her throat. I was still cuming but slower less violent pumps as the sensation in her throat was different.
After what felt like several minutes but in reality couldn’t have been more than twenty or so seconds my balls were empty. My cock twitched a few more times inside her but I didn’t have anything left. She had sucked me dry. She pushed off of me sort of falling back off her knees gasping for breath. Her chest was flushed, her eyes had started watering and she clearly needed a few minutes to recover.
I wasn’t in much better shape. My knees were weak and I could barely stand. My cock was covered in her lipstick and the base of it looked like I soaked it in red wine. I am definitely gonna to have to clean that up before I get home. After we both had caught our breath she stood up and put her top back on.
“I have never had a guy cum that much,” she said as she arranged her top and checked her makeup in the compact from her bag.
“It happens to me sometimes when it has been a while and the blow job is exceptionally good. Sorry that I messed up your makeup.”.
“It’s fine,” she said “,you barely did but I need to clean up.”
I pulled my pants up and opened the door the the backroom sticking my head out I ushered her out and pointed her to the office bathroom about twenty feet to the left.
She came out a few minutes later lipstick perfect and eyes no longer looking like a raccoon.
We went back to my office and I told her I was going to present an obscenly low offer to my manager and she should wait here.
I presented my case to the manager, minus rh blow job components, and he accepted but of course asked me to try and get $250 more. This guy always wanted to “WIN” and never wanted to accept a customers offer. I don’t agree with that once you are down under a certain amount.
I of course didn’t bother to ask for more money and sold her the car for the amount I presented. I ended up working at this dealership for another decade or so and regularly interacted with this woman. I even tried to sell her a car once or twice more but we never discussed that blowjob in the filing room ever again.
Later that evening I fucked the hell out of my wife thinking about that customer’s mouth wrapped around my cock.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qdfj9o/i_28m_at_the_time_now_41_got_a_blowjob_from_a_f