This took place last spring my senior year of highschool when I was still just 18. I was working as a hostess, I really needed more money for school, but I was also hoping I could step out of my shell a bit more…that’s when Covid hit. It wasn’t long until quarantines started and the restaurant stopped allowing customers inside. The owner turned the restaurant into to-go orders only but thank God, he was a good guy and cared about his employees. From the very start he was adamant that he wouldn’t fire anyone and that we were all essential to him. The only major change for me was that we closed a few hours earlier and I was now running food out to cars as well as helping with the phone orders instead of seating the restaurant. Unfortunately, the new schedule was tricky for me, I relied on my Dad to take me to work before his evening shifts and my mom to pick me up when she got off work. Mom is a nurse and wasn’t able to get off any earlier to accommodate my new schedule so I started having to wait a few hours for her to pick me up. There was a Starbucks close by that I would walk to and wait for her, it was inconvenient and more than a little lonely, but not the worst thing to have to do.
I did that routine for about a week until one day my “manager” found out what I was doing and insisted on taking me home himself. He wasn’t technically my manager but he was 5 years older and considered senior staff. Before Covid hit he managed to-go orders so I now reported to him, and over the last month we really got to know each other better. As we worked together I started to crush hard on him, he was cute, funny and very personable, definitely a change from the guys I was used to in high school.
So that week, when he offered me a ride I jumped at the opportunity for him to take me home. I had fun flirting with him on the rides home, some days we talked about our lives others we just listened to music. I found out he was getting his masters degree while he was paying rent by working at the restaurant.
About a week into giving me a ride home he suddenly asked if I wanted to hang out at his place for awhile instead of taking me straight home. The proposal gave me goosebumps, he was so confident. I accepted his invite and before we even got inside his house we were making out in his car in the garage. He lived with two other guys from our work, but they always went to a bar after work so the house was empty. We made it into his house and he led me in the door, he didn’t waste any time and we went straight to his room.
Before I knew it I was on his king bed with half of my clothes off and he was squeezing my ass hard, suddenly my nipples were out and being licked as I let out a groan. I eventually made my way between his legs and pulled his pants and boxer briefs down revealing his hard cock. It had a great look about it. The head was shaped like an oversized mushroom and he had a very pronounced ridge that sloped down to his shaft that was as straight as an arrow. I enthusiastically sucked his dick the best that I knew how, spending a lot of time drooling on the tip while pumping with my hands. I felt so mature. I’d never been with a guy that had his own place and wasn’t in highschool. His body was so strong and masculine, even the smell of his body seemed to turn me on. His body hair was so masculine, it wasn’t too thick but covered him more fully than guys my age that I’ve slept with.
After sucking and slurping on his cock I couldn’t think straight, I was so horny. We switched places and he started massaging my aroused clit, his thumb fully teasing me and pushing me to my edge. My whole body tingled with pleasure when he slid his middle finger down my wet slit teasing my juicy lips. Nobody had ever touched me that way, I let out a series of moans before he proceeded to go down on me, his warm mouth and tongue adding to my pleasure. His scratchy facial hair surprised me more as I thought it would hurt, but that added friction just increased my pleasure.
He was an artist with his soft but firm wet tongue and brought me to orgasm within minutes. I laid there helpless and shocked, after I came he didn’t stop, he took his time he worked me all the way back up to near another orgasm. Finally he stopped, put a condom on and got on top of me. I was drenched in my own filth at that point so he was able to slide ride in with minimal resistance. It was still a tight fit but felt so good.Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv is what I remember feeling. The squishy sound of his cock pushing in and out of me echoed through his room and the smell of sex hit my nose. He fucked me for much longer than I had ever been fucked but I wasn’t able to get off from the penetration.
He eventually got to his knees and started slowly sliding his dick in and out of me while rubbing my clit with his thumb. The combination of his cock and the pressure on my clit rapidly sent me over the edge quickly into my second orgasm. My legs were shaky as he pulled his cock out of me and took the condom off. Then he made me feel so deliciously slutty, he made me beg for him to cum on me and when I did he shot a thick string of cum over my pale body nearly reaching my neck. It was so fun. After a few more kisses he grabbed me a towel for me to clean up with.
I wiped his cum off and got dressed. We chatted for a bit about nothing, but I wasn’t totally ready for the night to be over. Eventually, I let him drive me home, and on the way back I couldn’t help but let my mind drift back through the night. I could still feel my pussy throbbing, a dull ache but so pleasant. As he pulled into my driveway, I felt a giddiness about going back to work tomorrow and whenever I might be able to see him again. I kissed him goodnight and shut the door trying not to be too eager as I headed back inside to crawl back into my bed and fell asleep, content.
End of part 1
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/m9l0bg/my_first_time_with_an_older_guy_str8_fm_coworker
Very well written, you should be a writter.
Super hot. Loved this post.