She answered my ad for a pen-pal in casual encounters cautiously…just a one-line answer, but it sounded real, the grammar was correct, and so I gave it a shot. Within a few intelligent-sounding e-mails, she confessed she was a lesbian in a serious relationship with a recent, new-found obsession with cock. I of course assumed she was fake, and immediately stated so, giving a legitimate explanation of the usual fakes I deal with on craigslist. I asked for voice verification. I got it. She was real. She went into detail about what she saw as a completely primal, instinctive, biological obsession she was having with cock. Perhaps it was her complete lack of experience with it, mixed with her biological desire to use her parts in ways they are biologically supposed to be used, which spurred this extreme curiosity on. Whatever it was, I was happy to oblige discussing fantasies with someone so eager to be led into a new-to-them world.
Her fantasies included being covered in cum, being filled with cum, sucking, fucking, jerking…all of the most cliche things that inexperienced teenage boys who watch lots of porn think women are so eager to do with them, until they hit the real world (hopefully). Except she was real. She wasn't keen on having unprotected sex, so fulfilling the creampie fantasy wasn't a realistic goal for the immediate future. But seeing, touching, rubbing, and possibly sucking my cock were quickly realistic ideas to her. I teased her with pics of my cock hard in my underwear, without revealing the real thing. We had intelligent sexual discourse via e-mail and over the phone. She enjoyed the fact that I spoke with confidence, from real experience, from what seemed like a genuinely open and intense sexuality, and that I was so on board for making her fantasies come true. But she wanted to start slow. Meet first, see if we have any chemistry in person. No promises of anything else whatsoever. She wasn't sure she could get over guilt, even of seeing me naked in person, because she does love her girlfriend, and has never cheated.
We met at a hotel bar between our respective houses. She looked as good in person as she did in her pictures…she looked like the office manager-type that she is. She wore professional clothes, right from work, very typical office stuff. Drab. Nothing showy, but attractive. I complimented her, and she graciously accepted, with a bit of a nervous smile. Our conversation was easy, smooth, and free-flowing, just as it had been on the phone. Casual, innocent, "accidental" touches of her leg elicited no negative response. Sexual conversation made her visibly tighten up, smile, and seem uncomfortable in an over-stimulated way, as opposed to a negative way. After discussing some of the fun I'd had with other married women through craigslist, she couldn't help but compliment me. "You should write erotic fiction, by the way," she said. "I won't do that. But I do write erotic non-fiction about my actual encounters," I offered back. "I would love to read them…you have a really easy way of talking about them. If some random guy told me he was doing these things, I'd call bullshit. But you're cute, you're smart, and the way you talk…in general, but definitely about sex…I completely believe you. I want to do all of these things with you. I want you to show me your cock when we go to our cars."
"Check please!" couldn't leave my lips fast enough. It was then received and paid in full rather quickly. We'd parked next to each other in the back of the parking lot, so there was little chance of getting caught. On the long walk to our cars, I put my hand on her ass as we walked. "Is this ok? I know you wanted to move slowly and just meet and talk, but since I'm showing you my cock…" "Yes, totally hot, actually." "Ok, good." I smiled.
We hopped in my car and sat next to each other. It was cold, so I needed a bit of encouragement. "So you're 100% sure you want to see my cock?" "Yes, I do." I began rubbing it over my jeans to get it hard. She instinctively spread her legs, and my hand went to her thigh. "May I rub higher?" "Yes!" My hand moved higher, finding the edge of her panties. They were soaked. I began rubbing her pussy over her wet panties, hearing her wetness make sloshing noises between her lips as I felt them, stroked them, and then focused on her clit. "You really are incredibly wet." "I'm so glad you get to feel that in person now. I'm this wet daily thinking about doing things like this. I told you, it's a problem!" She made gentle noises as I rubbed her, and my cock got rock hard instantly. I undid my pants, pulled them down just a bit, and let my erection out of the hole in my boxers. She gasped. "Holy shit, you're so fucking hot." I'm not used to hearing that. Straight girls aren't usually quite so forward and…well, reverent, haha. "Is that what you were hoping to see?" "Fuck, yes. Oh my God. It looks amazing. And it moves!" I sometimes tense and release muscles down there when I'm particularly excited, and my cock does twitch at the muscle movements. "You should touch it." "What do I do?" "Wrap your fingers gently around it. Good, now squeeze very gently, like it's made of glass, and stroke it up and down."
She complied with my instruction, and within 30 seconds was expertly jerking me off. I had grabbed a few napkins to catch the week's worth of cum I had saved up, and in about a minute I placed it in front of the swollen tip of my cock as my load shot out all over her hand, and into the napkin. "Wow! Holy shit…oh my God…oh my God, it's so warm, it feels so good. Holy shit, this is so fucking hot!" She couldn't contain herself. I'd stopped rubbing her but she instructed me to concentrate on cleaning up and she would take care of herself later. We had run out of time anyway. She sat in awe of what had just happened, in near shock, with a massive smile on her face. "Wow, your cum was so warm, and there was so much of it…I want more of it so badly! Fuck, I can't believe how hot that was." "Does that satisfy your craving for cock?" "No, it made it worse. Now I'm just thinking about making the rest of my fantasies come true with you and your cock…and all of that cum! Will you kiss me now real quick before I go?" I leaned in and kissed her, only the second time she'd kissed a man in her life. We made out gently for about 20 seconds before she backed away. "FUCK, and you're a good kisser, too. Damnit, there's no way I'm going to be able to stop thinking about this now." "Good." "Yes, I agree!" We both smiled and had a brief laugh, said our goodbyes, and promised to move another baby step forward next time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3qllb2/my_recent_experience_helping_a_lesbian_explore_a
Great writing, very hot. Has she not watched porn even?
Outstanding! Please write more!
Sounds fake, but I believe you. Can’t wait for the next installment.
I second that more..more…more…
you should let her feel how warm and thick your cum is inside of her tight pussy next time
I won’t be seeing her until the week after next, but I will definitely update next time we get together.
Thanks. Yes, she has/does.
I agree but some incredible things happen in this world.
Loved it! Can’t wait to hear more!
I kinda want to believe this story. I’d like to hear her synopsis – can you ask her to write what happened by email and then post it here as an update?
I’m going to subscribe:) Can’t wait to hear more about your adventures with her
"I would love to read them…you have a really easy way of talking about them. If some random guy told me he was doing these things, I’d call bullshit. But you’re cute, you’re smart, and the way you talk…in general, but definitely about sex…I completely believe you. I want to do all of these things with you. " Oh come on.. :D
That’s the problem with this. I’ve never been complimented like this by a straight woman. I kinda didn’t know what to do with it. This was a weird, unexpected ego trip.
She enjoyed my write-up so thoroughly she has no desire to write up the same thing. She said I skipped a lot of dialogue, and maybe simplified some of what was said to make it read better, but she enjoyed the way it read. I understand not being able to believe this story. I have another story with another fwb that has pictures I’ll have to post sometime. Without the pictures, no one would ever believe it. Sometimes when I read my own stories, I’m like, no one’s going to believe this. Which I can live with. Discretion is more important than strangers on here believing me. But if people enjoy it, I’ll keep posting when time allows.
So hot! I really hope there’s more. I think it’s awesome she wanted to explore, and it’s awfully nice of you to help out.
I’m just jealous. If this is the confessin place I wish I was attractive like you. They say men have as much sex as they have options and I haven’t had sex with very many women and I blame it on my looks. It’s both fun and depressing to hear stories like yours that would never happen to guys like me. I wish you well but if I knew you in real life I’d probably be your enemy from pure jealousy. You are a talented writer but I’d recommend making it sound less like a porno script by adding in some more detail that paints an emotional picture.
I’m average-looking. I’ve never gotten by on my looks, because I’m in no way special or more than "cute" by any account. I don’t have a great body. I’m equipped nicely, but I’m not packing an anaconda. I asked for something publicly in a respectful, open-minded, friendly way, and got more than I bargained for. It’s mostly luck, plus being confident and real. The mindset that things like this don’t happen to "guys like me" is the primary thing holding you back, most likely. Hating guys that do well with this kind of thing (and by doing well…I’ve put ads up off and on for the better part of 4 years and never gotten more than one real, legitimate response in maybe 2 months during that time), won’t make girls go to you. Negativity and jealousy aren’t attractive traits. This wasn’t an emotional experience, to be honest, so there is no emotional picture to paint. We’ve both agreed to keep emotion out of it. In a sense I’ve put myself out there to be "used" by her to make her fantasies come true. And I’ve stressed not to over-complicate it, and explained why it needs to be that way. So far, she’s been 100% on board. It’s great when a plan works out!
I can see that downplaying your charm and good looks is a method that really works for you. You really should be a writer, though, even if it does sound scripted and unrealistic.
Haha, I’m not downplaying anything. And it sounds how it sounds because, though the experiences are real, I can’t possibly remember every word that was actually said in the moment. I don’t have time to write novellas about my hookups. So I write these brief little dirty stories out of experiences that are 100% real, and some of the dialogue is word for word or absolutely capturing the gist of what was said. But maybe it sounds sexier presented the way I present them here, as opposed to what was randomly said in the heat of the moment, which may actually look more fake or ridiculous than what I actually put out there. I only put the dialogue that really stands out to me from my memory, which may be limited to the porn-y stuff.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s very good writing if not hard to believe. You know there’s really no market for sex-fiction writing aimed at guys, but shifting your style slightly could appeal to women who buy this shit up in droves.
I’m really not interested in writing fiction, nor making money off of it, but thanks.
And it turns out I’ll be seeing her in abut an hour, which is much better than 2 weeks from now!
You’re leaving talent on the floor.
time check: 45 mins. AWAITING UPDATE!
I don’t have a smart phone, so I won’t be able to update until I get home, maybe an hour after that. But I will post as soon as I can!
Met up. Another lovely time. I didn’t have much time to spare, so we sad very little, and got right down to business. It happened in my car. I scooted over and let her in after parking right next to her in a mostly empty strip mall lot in a fairly desolate part of a local town. She got in the driver’s seat. We kissed briefly, and I again let my pants down a bit. This time I told her to gently take it out. She gingerly touched it, "Wow…" "Stroke it gently, slowly." "Like this?" She wrapped her whole hand around it. Normally I don’t like that, but her hand looked so hot on my cock, I went with it and told her she could pick up speed just a bit. We both wanted pics, so I snapped a few. Like this one: https://eroshare.com/sosohkat She worked it, whispering in my ear how much she wanted to suck and fuck it. Her dirty talk game is rapidly improving. When she told me she really wanted me to cum inside her, I exploded on her hand. She loved the cum…loved feeling it, enjoying it…she savored it. It was awesome. Some more very kind words about how hot this was, another brief kiss, and we parted ways with promises of getting together again in the not-too-distant future.
While this is hot, I do have to ask: I hope you asked her for permission to post that picture? You know, the rules and all that.