I was fresh off a breakup with my first ever high school boyfriend, who I thought was the love of my life. I lost my virginity to him, so I was pretty devastated. I’ll never write a story about him because the sex was so bad, but I was too inexperienced to know what bad sex was. I was still heartbroken though.
To make myself feel better, I kept going on these solo shopping sprees at the mall in between college classes. I was at this one store looking through some dresses when this guy who worked there came up to me and asked if I needed any help.
“Umm no, I’m good just looking” I said, barely bothering to glance at who was talking to me. I tried on a few dresses and took a backless one up to the register, put it on the counter, and started digging through my purse for my wallet.
“I bet this would look really good on you” I heard the same guy say. I looked up and connected eyes with who was talking. He grinned at me confidently while he rung me up and I almost stopped breathing because he was so handsome and incredibly tall and a bit lanky.
“Oh haha.. uhh thanks” I said awkwardly. I couldn’t stop staring at him and I felt a creeping suspicion that he knew I was staring. I took my bag and practically ran out the door afraid of how red I might have turned from gawking at him.
Glad to have put that embarrassing encounter behind me, I went to Wetzel’s and lingered while I debated whether I should eat a pretzel or not. Deciding not to, I sat down on a bench nearby and absentmindedly scrolled my phone.
“Pretzel?” I heard someone say. I looked up and it was that guy again, holding a fresh pretzel in front of my face. It’s funny thinking back now because he was clearly following me, but at the time I just remember thinking, “Wow what a coincidence that we bumped into each other and he knew I wanted a pretzel! This must be fate!”
I let him sit next to me and I learned that we were the same age, and that he lived right next to the mall we were in. He kept breaking off pieces of the pretzel and trying to put it in my mouth and I was laughing from how awkward it all was. “I just met you!” I kept laughing but let him feed me anyway. He didn’t seem embarrassed or deterred at all and at one point he said I had some frosting on my face and reached over to rub his thumb near my lips. I grabbed his wrist and he looked completely aback when I let his thumb slip inside my mouth to tease him. Suddenly, we locked eyes and his stare became extremely intense. It was a look of pure carnal wanting, a look I wasn’t really familiar with yet but it sent a shiver through my body that made my nipples grow taut.
I noticed a warm feeling of his other hand on my bare thigh and I let him keep it there. I gently parted my lips and released his thumb, but the tension was now thick and heavy between us.
He immediately switched topics and asked if I was doing anything right now and if I wanted to watch a movie at his place to pass the time since he just got off work. “Sure!” I replied enthusiastically.
We walked a few blocks over to his place and I sat on his couch while he fiddled with the TV. Once he got the movie to play he came and sat down so close that his leg was pressing against mine.
At this point I had only kissed and had sex with 1 guy before and had extremely limited dating experience so I truly thought we were going to innocently watch the entire movie before maybe making out for a bit. As obvious as it was, I guess I was too naive to comprehend that the intensity of his stare and his constant light touching of my waist might be something that could escalate very quickly.
So when 10 minutes into the movie, he suddenly grabbed my arms, pinned me down onto the couch and pressed his mouth on mine, I was completely taken aback. My eyes flew open in surprise and before I knew it I was sinking into the kiss and opening my legs as I felt myself grow wet. I had no idea this would move so fast, but I was not resisting in the slightest. My body was pumping with adrenaline and my skin felt electrified by how insistent and and confident he was about how badly he wanted me … and also from how little I knew about him.
We were barely kissing for 1 minute when I felt him hiking my dress up till only my panties were exposed. Suddenly, I felt fingers inside me. My brain barely had time to comprehend what was happening but I broke the kiss, let out a loud moan into his mouth and bit his lip out of surprise. This really got him going because he pumped his fingers in and out vigorously a few more times before taking them out and pressing the full weight of his hard on on me. He still had his pants on but I could feel how hard his cock was as it strained against his jean fabric.
He began to grind his hard on into me and push my hair away to suck on my neck. I wrapped my legs around him and soaked up the feeling of his intense lust for me. There’s nothing I love more than when a guy’s full body weight is pressing down on me — when his entire body envelops my small frame and I can run my hands through his hair. His fingers, still coated in my pussy juices, were now far up my dress. He was squeezing and rolling my nipple between his index finger and thumb, and I could feel my nipple become wet with my own juices.
His hand suddenly pulled away and I felt him tugging off my panties. I raised my hips to help him and once they were off one leg, he dove his face straight into my pussy and began tonguing me without hesitation. I gasped loudly because my ex had never gone down on me before and the sensation was so new and foreign.
I totally succumbed to whatever he wanted to do to me at that point. He stuck his tongue deep in and out of my hole. The bold confidence with which he was working my pussy made me realize this definitely wasn’t his first time. He knew exactly what he was doing. I begged him to go higher until his tongue found my clit. I could not believe what was happening and my mind and body seemed to be operating at two different levels where my mind could not catch up. I was withering and whimpering, squirming underneath him while he firmly held me down.
I was panting hard while his mouth pulsated and sucked on my clit. One of his hands left my legs so he could reach down and unbutton his jeans. I pushed his shoulders back and got him into a sitting position while I straddled his lap. He pulled his full cock out and rubbed its tip against my slit, coating the head of his cock with a layer of the fresh cum dripping out of me. Every fiber of my body was screaming at me to just sit down on his cock so the empty aching of my pussy could feel the relief of being stretched and filled, but I had a momentary sense of clarity and asked if he had a condom.
“No….” he said sheepishly and I hesitated.
“Oh… sorry.. I’m not on birth control,” I said, which was true. I threw my pills in the trash the minute my ex broke up with me.
“Oh.. it’s okay, we don’t have to” he reassured me and began kiss me again to keep the momentum going. His tongue had the sharp taste of my pussy all over it and he strongly smelled like me. His hands were everywhere – in my hair, on the back of my neck, on my waist, gripping my ass.
As our tongues danced, I reached down to put my hand around his cock and almost did a double take at how thick it felt in my grip. I broke the kiss and crawled off his lap to take a look. His cock was fucking massive and I felt myself gawking again – completely speechless. Still to this day, it was the hugest cock I’d ever seen.
Although my ex had never eaten me out before, I had sucked him off countless times and knew how to give head, so I tried not to feel intimidated by what was in front of me.
I got down on my knees to kneel in front of him as he sat and stroked his length, clearly pleased at my reaction. I opened my mouth and he held the base of his cock steady while I sealed my lips on it, trying to take in as much as I could. I probably couldn’t even get halfway down but I tried until I felt his cock hit the back of my throat. I pushed down a bit farther until my throat completely enveloped and squeezed around the tip of his cock, then I came back up to give my throat a break.
“Holy shit…” he murmured. I smiled at him before rubbing his cock head all over my lips to get it even wetter. He tucked my hair behind my ear as I went back down and up.
I sucked him quite loudly, surfacing every once in awhile to focus swirling my tongue around his cock head. I never let go of the perfect seal I had created with my lips, but I let my spit flow freely out of my mouth as I sucked so it would be easier to lubricate his cock as my hand jerked him up and down. He seemed to enjoy how wet and messy I was getting his cock from how uneven his breathing has become.
As I focused on his cock head, I twisted his length up and down with my right hand and realized I could actually fit both hands on it. I gripped his cock with both my hands and pumped him while alternating between sucking and opening my mouth with my tongue out to encourage him to cum.
I stared straight into his eyes and felt his breath getting more and more ragged and loud. His stare was no longer intense, but glossy and unfocused. His body started tensing up and his grip on my head grew tighter. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” he warned in a strained voice before immediately erupting his load into my mouth. A flood of warm cum pooled all over my tongue and I kept my sucking rhythm steady while feeling his cock pulsate in my grip.
I let my mouth fill up and waited until all his cum was emptied out before swallowing it all at once, feeling it slide down my throat. My mouth felt a bit numb and tingly afterward.
I felt quite pleased with myself and wiped my chin with the back of my hand, while I got up on the couch and put my legs over his lap. His massive cock flopped down from being so spent. It was shiny from my spit with a bit of cum still oozing out from the tip.
“That was the best head I’ve ever had in my life,” he said with his eyes still closed and his chest still heaving as he slowly came down from his high. He put his arm around me and brought me in close to rest my head on his head.
“…. damn” he said again, at a loss of what else to say. Then after a pause,,“….I’m glad you wanted to watch a movie with me.”
I laughed. “Me too” I said.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xz6hdt/when_i_was_20_f_i_sucked_off_a_stranger_m_within
My wife has fucked two different guys within 20 minutes of meeting them. The 1st was when she was senior in high school. She went to visit Texas tech. She met this hot college guy at an after bar party in at a appartment complex. 20 minutes after meeting him she is riding his dick in the front seat of her z28 in the parking lot with people walking by. The second on she was at the bar with her friend. Her friend hooks up with this guy and invited him to her house after the bar. When he shows up he had another guy with him she had never met. Her friend and the on guy go straight to the bedroom to fuck. 10 later the guy she just met is fucking her. She wasn’t even attracted too him. She just fucked him because her friend was fucking the other guy. She said it was the perfect storm. She was drunk horny and he was there. She would have fucked whatever guy he brought over. What a lucky guy
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