This isn’t the wildest story but it’s been a while since I’ve given a stranger a blowjob and wow it felt so good that I just had to tell someone!
Where I live we’re going into summer holidays, which is a few weeks’ break not just for students but also for most of us in white collar jobs. That means it’s also my favourite time of year to relax and tune into my inner slut. I’m away from home, and after Christmas I’m going to be doing a mix of traveling on my own and with friends, which means more time to think about sex, more opportunities to dress more sluttily, and, I hope, more chances to get fucked. I wasn’t planning to start until after Christmas (honest!), but sometimes my self control isn’t the best.
Yesterday I was outside packing up the car to head out of town. I’m all finished up, about to leave, when I can’t get my garage door closed. It keeps jamming halfway so neither the remote nor the manual close work, and I’m starting to panic because I’m already later to leave than I’d hoped. Suddenly I hear someone offering to help, although it’s not the neighbour (who I know). He explains he’s a friend of my neighbours who is house-sitting for them, and offers to come take a look. It only takes him a few minutes, but I’m so grateful. We’re both inside the (now closed) garage, and I’m thanking him profusely when all of a sudden I realise I really want to suck his dick. Usually I take my time to check out the situation but I need to hit the road, so the best I can do is sneakily check his hand: no wedding ring, so it’s worth a shot!
I’m cringing now writing it, but I think my exact words were: “I’m really sorry, I’ve cleared the fridge to go on holiday so I don’t have any beer to offer you, but maybe I can thank you another way?”, making sure to obviously glance at his crotch as I did. I was feeling very out of practice being so forward, but it worked. He looked surprised and then excited (which is always such a satisfying moment!) and said something like: “you don’t have to, but I’m sure I won’t say no to whatever you have in mind.”
That was all I needed to fall to my knees right away. I undid his shorts, pulled out his cock, and put my tongue to work. It wasn’t the biggest I’ve seen, but it was a decent width and already very hard. I had to remind myself to take it slow, and used my lips and tongue on his shaft and balls before taking the whole thing in my mouth. It didn’t take me long to find the rhythm that worked for him, which seemed to be one hand playing with his balls, his dick deep in my mouth with my lips sealed tightly as I moved up and down, and lots of tongue movement around the head. I could hear him moaning which is always so satisfying. When he warned me he was about to cum, I made sure to take him all the way in, so that he knew clearly that I wanted to swallow his cum. It was a little bitter, but most of it went straight down my throat, and I still hungrily swallowed the rest.
It was only afterwards as he was leaving that I realised I don’t even know his name: he did tell me, but it was right at the beginning when I was panicking that if I couldn’t get the door closed I wouldn’t be able to leave, and so I didn’t absorb what he told me. But somehow not knowing his name just makes it hotter!
So with the taste of cum still in my mouth, by the time I started driving I was in a very good mood, and very turned on. As I drove I played with my tits a bit, and when it was safe to do so I very gently touched my pussy through my panties. By the time I reached my destination, I was turned on and hot, so as soon as I was able to I took myself off to the beach. My plan there was just to have a quick swim to cool down, but when I arrived and saw how many guys were around, I knew I had to linger and see if I could make something happen.
I took my time picking a spot, and eventually settled near a group that was more men than women plus two dogs, and stripped down to my swimwear. I wear a one-piece, but it’s a fairly revealing cut, and I could see a few of them glance my way. I’d picked the group mostly for the number of guys, but also for the dogs. It quickly paid off, because as soon as I came out of the water one of the dogs came over to investigate me. I cooed over it, and looked over to ask if it was okay to play with it, hoping it would be owned by one of the guys. My strategy paid off, as one of the guys came over with the dog’s ball and to tell me his name (Treacle, and he was legitimately adorable!) We got chatting about the dog, and then about how we both were just in the area to visit, me for a few days and him for a couple of weeks. He told me they were staying in a rental just one house back from the waterfront, barely a minute away. I could feel my pussy aching, and was feeling brave from my earlier success, so I seized the moment and suggested we could head there, that I was sure his friends could spare him for a few minutes. I made sure to have a flirty tone, touching his arm and glancing at his crotch so he couldn’t possibly mistake my intentions.
He had been pretty confident right up until the moment we got in the door, when I could see him wondering what the next step was. He obviously decided the polite thing to do was to offer me a drink, but I thanked him and told him that wasn’t why I’d come. At this time, the heat and the horniness and the sense of finally being on holiday all just came together, and I discarded any pretense of subtlety and told him that what I’d actually like was to suck his cock. I briefly wondered about telling him I wanted him to fuck me, but decided that I didn’t have enough of a read on him to guess if we’d be compatible (I’m very submissive) so sticking to oral was the way to go.
We didn’t even bother going into his bedroom, but I ended up back on my knees right there in the kitchen/lounge. We were on the second floor with the doors to the deck open (although we were far back from the windows), and I could hear the sounds of the sea and the people on the beach, and occasionally Treacle whining from where he’d been left outside. I took my time more with this one, savouring the feel of the smooth skin against my lips, the slight tickle of his pubes against my cheek as I licked up and down the shaft, and the combination of that musty sex smell with the fresh sea air. He must have been for a swim, because his skin tasted subtly but deliciously salty.
He responded best to a tight grip and long, slow strokes, one hand working in rhythm with my mouth, with a very slight twisting motion, and my tongue flicking as I went. Once I hit this rhythm I felt his hand grip my hair. It pulled a little painfully because it was still wet from my swim, but I love the feel of a hand on my head or in my hair when I’m giving oral so I moaned to indicate I liked it being there. I could feel the little jerks indicating him getting close and sensed him trying to fight it, so I slowed down a little. I was torn between wanting to keep his dick in my mouth for as long as possible and being nervous about his friends returning. But I decided that I had already been away lot longer than I had told family I would be, so next time I felt him get close I carefully maintained my rhythm. I felt his hand tighten in my hair as he came in my mouth, and I again made sure to swallow it all.
We chatted a tiny bit more after, and he gave me his number, which I haven’t yet decided whether I’ll use. Then he headed back to the beach, and I wandered back to where I’m staying, feeling very self-satisfied to have sucked a second strangers’ cock only a few hours after the first.
I didn’t get a chance to do anything today, because it was all family-focused and Christmas prep, but I think it would be a fun challenge to see if I can slip away for some fun tomorrow on Christmas Day itself. And I’m hoping these are just the first of many cocks I’ll get to suck (and fuck) this summer!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rpppdv/two_stranger_blowjobs_in_approx_twice_as_many
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