It was 3 going on 4 years ago when I slept with my first coworker who, at the time was just turning 27. I was a fresh 21 year old, thin, inexperienced and looking to do nothing but fuck, really. Well fast forward 2 months after her and I officially started talking in more than “friendly coworkers” way and it started to pick up. I am a 6 foot tall guy with hands that belong in the NBA so it was exciting for both of us for me to put my hand on her thigh when we needed to move around each other. Softly squeeze her leg when I was reaching down to grab something. Whisper behind her ear something slightly naughty and see her smile light up and blush follow. It was intoxicating. The allure of nothing having slept with someone but you can feel tensions building. Well, the day we first did anything we were both ready. Both had our Tumblr mugs filled with alcohol and mixers and I remember we were watching a Documentary on the 9/11 Disaster on Netflix. Her head was on my lap and I was beginning to feel my dick rise. Out of fear of rejection I asked her to move her head and she politely refused. We both knew what was happening. My hand found it’s way to her throat as I softly started to press the sides of her neck. She softly sighed and took a deep breath. Hand reaching up to caress the tip of my penis through my shorts. It was in that exact moment I took a leap of faith. I remember telling her I need to taste you! She laughed as I turned her body over, hovered my face over the middle of her thighs and gave her a kiss through the shorts, right on the clit. Her breath became more shallow as I started kissing her inner thighs and running my thumb across her. She was wearing those Nike running shorts or “dick me down shorts” so it was stimulating for us both. I remember as I was pulling her shorts down I was telling her how much I longed to taste her. She was vegetarian so I was curious to know if they tasted any different -foolish I know- but still I gave it a kiss. It was like fireworks going off in my mouth. Not only did she taste good, it was just a great combination. Feeling her lips stretch as I sucked them. Whispering through breaks to tell her how good she tasted. It must’ve been too much because I remember her pulling my head away quick, stopping me. When I asked her what was wrong she told me she didn’t want me having her orgasm so quick.
Should I do a part 2? It is my favorite memory of her.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/rh9kei/now_24m_str8_mf_reminiscing_sex_story
Don’t tease us! We need part 2! 🔥