So- I kind of have a thing [f]or going down on guys I don’t know . . .

Hi- my name’s Andi. I’m 21 and in college. And lately, the guys in school and around my age aren’t really doing much for me. On top of that, a recent experience I’ve had has me more interested in older guys. I’d like to tell everyone about it here.

So, like I said, I’m 21. That allows me (and my friends) into a better class of bars than the fake ID shitholes near campus. Two of my friends and I decided to dress nicely and go to a nice cocktail bar downtown (I’m in school in the Philadelphia area). I looked pretty good in my little black dress. We were at a hightop table when we started chatting with a group of guys. It turned out they were law school classmates meeting for happy hour. One in particular, Tom, kind of ticked of all of my buttons physically- tall, reddish blonde hair, seemed to be fit (he was in a suit) and just generally handsome. He and I chatted for a bit throughout the night and got a little flirty. At one point, his hand was on the small of my back and I knew that something physical between he and I was going to happen.

As the evening went on, my friends and I excused ourselves to use the bathroom. I let them know what I was feeling. They weren’t getting similar vibes so we agreed they’d had back to campus while I’d stick around. Tom’s friends seemed to know what the deal was, too, so they sort of drifted off.

Tom suggested we hit another bar, which I was happy to agree with. As we walked the two blocks, I put my arm around his and let my breast brush against his arm so he knew what I was feeling. In the doorway into bar #2, he leaned in and we kissed quickly and discreetly. I was surprised that this happened (not usually into PDA’s) but it put a smile on my face here. We had one more drink and then he suggested we leave. We didn’t discuss where we were going and I just let him lead me to his apartment.

We went pass his doorman and into the elevator. Once the elevator doors closed, he pulled me close and we started making out. He was a good kisser and I was buzzed enough that I didn’t feel inhibited doing this. We got to his floor and went into his apartment. He sat down on his couch and pulled me onto his lap. We kept kissing while his hand started exploring my body- groping my tits and ass mainly. He himself had been hard since we got onto the elevator. Eventually he unzipped my dress and I shimmied out of it so I was just in my bra and panties (I had worn a nice set in case something like this might happen). He pulled his shirt off and I saw that he was fit- not some ridiculous underwear model but a guy you could tell worked out regularly.

We were making out pretty nicely but I knew we were ready to escalate beyond making out on his couch. Here’s my thing, though- I haven’t (and don’t want to) sleep with a guy the first time I’ve ever met him. I’m not comfortable with it. But I was digging Tom and wanted to get him off. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I whispered into his ear that he should let me take care of things while I reached under his waistband and started stroking his cock. It was regular size- I’ve had experience with bigger and smaller in the past. He already had precum oozing from his tip so that gave a little bit of lube. I smiled as I undid my bra and threw it aside. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles and for the first time saw his cock. To be honest, the look of a dick doesn’t do much for me and really didn’t do anything extra for me here. It excited me to have him as rock hard as I did since I knew what I was going do next.

I slid down onto my knees in front of him and grinned at him. Without saying a word, I licked his shaft and then placed the tip into my mouth. His moans let me know that he approved of what I was doing. I could feel my nipples harden as I was pretty turned on. With my hands on his thighs, I just went to work on him with my mouth and tongue. He stayed rigid as I bobbed my head up and down and got him closer to finishing. At one point, he asked if I wanted to move into his bedroom. I smiled and suggested that we stay put, which he didn’t object to. I went back to work and soon he had his hands at the back of my head. “I’m close” he let me know so I picked up the pace and paid more attention to his tip (an old boyfriend said he came better that way). I could feel that change coming on when he was about to climax and then felt him pulse five or six times as his warm cum shot into my mouth. I generally don’t swallow but thought this would be a nice time to make an exception. He softened and I kept him in my mouth as he told me how fantastic it was. I got back up onto his lap and we kissed. I appreciated that he kissed me as some guys in the past wouldn’t kiss me after they came in my mouth. I excused my self to use his bathroom where I washed out my mouth. The lingering taste of cum in my mouth doesn’t do much for me.

I went back to his living room where he was sitting in his pants and a T shirt. I put my bra back on (I could tell he was eyeing me as I did this- which I liked). He asked if I wanted to hang out but I kind of wanted to get back to campus. He was cool about it, zipped up the back of my dress as I ordered an Uber. We exchanged numbers, took the elevator back downstairs and shared a brief kiss before I got into the car.

I texted him to let him know that I was home safe and thinking him for a fun time. Over the past week, we’ve texted a few times and he’s made it clear he’d like to get together again sometime (shocker- he would like to meet up again with the 21 year old that blew him the first night they ever met each other!) But here’s my thing- part of me likes the idea of keeping this as a kind of anonymous, one night thing (I don’t know his last name and didn’t give him mine). It makes me feel kind of dirty and naughty and sexy. So as much as I am tempted to meet him again, I’m also feeling like I want to replicate the experience- dress sexy, meet a guy and then go back to his place where I go down on him. I like the idea of this guy going out for the night and having no clue or expectation of how his evening will end and it turning out pretty awesome for him.

Anyhow, that’s my story. Hope people like it and interested in feedback on whether I should meet Tom again or just encounter anew stranger.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/doukob/so_i_kind_of_have_a_thing_for_going_down_on_guys