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Walking back from the gym…
He’s walking in front of me… clearly wiped from the gym and very sweaty.
My eyes keep tracing his body… from his calves, to his hamstrings, to his perfect ass, to his small waist, to his wide back and broad shoulders… damn… I could lick this man from head to toe – right here, right now in this hallway.
He beats me the door and turns to the right in order to open it. I can see his profile now… I can see the sweat dripping from his forehead and nose but my eyes stop at his lips… they look wet….juicy.
He turns to me – suddenly, I guess he felt my eyes on him. He begins to smile… surely by now he knows that my mind is always in the gutter and he doesn’t even to have to ask what I’m looking at; he already knows.
He opens the door and allows me to walk inside, as soon as he closes and locks the door he turns and I’m directly in front of him. I could tell I startled him bit.. He just laughed – completely amused by my behavior.
He rests his hands on my hips and looks me directly in my eyes.
“What were you looking at in the hallway?” he asks to my surprise.
He knows what I was looking at – I guess he’s just in the mood for flattery. That’s fine – I can play that game.
“What do you mean?” I ask him.
“You know what I mean…” he chuckled; he doesn’t know how to play with a straight face yet…
I looked down at the floor and said “No…” then let my eyes travel from his dick up to his chest and then back to his eyes… “I don’t.”
“Come on Babe… I saw you staring at my ass…” he said biting his lip.
I could feel his dick starting to get hard… I could feel it on my abdomen… he was ready… I guess I’ll make it easy on him this time… besides I am utterly incapable of playing games when there is a hard dick involved…
I put both of my hands on his chest and let them explore his abs, nipples, chest neck and back; slowly caressing every inch of his upper body… lightly grazing my finger over the top perfectly muscular ass…. All the while my eyes never left his not even when he started trace my [now] hard nipples with fingers.
“Yes…I was looking at you; but not just your ass…”
He looked intently at me, waiting for me to go on… I could tell he was getting anxious –
“I was looking at the sweat dripping from your body… wanting to catch every drip with my mouth before it hit the floor… jealous that the floor got to have it instead of me…”
“Is that right?” he asked in a very low tone…
“Yes… “
“What else?”
I smiled and started to pull down his gym shorts; which was somewhat difficult. His dick was pointing straight up in the air and it kept his shorts from making a smooth transition to the floor – I had to re-position his dick and tug a little to get them down… damn he felt so good in my hand. I couldn’t help but rub it a little, tracing my fingers around the head then slowly down the shaft and balls, cupping them in my hand.
When I finally looked up at him, his eyes are closed and his mouth is slightly open… he must like this…
His fingers are now pinching my nipples instead of tracing them, and his breathing is heavy. As soon as his shorts hit the floor down and my hand is free – I use it to rub his dick with one hand and cup his balls with the other. His eyes open and he leans down, I assume to kiss me – I stand on my tip toes to meet his kiss – but instead he tells me not to move… so I don’t.
He sticks out his tongue and tells me to suck it… which I do… eagerly. I like being told what to do. I take him into my mouth and gently suck it – I moan… this man is turning me on. He pulls back a little and starts to lick my lips – I want him so bad. I find myself getting a little impatient and I can’t seem to wait for him to finish. I tilt my head to the side and open my mouth to receive his tongue… he felt so good in my mouth … his lips felt so good against mine… this man has the most luscious lips I have ever tasted… I could kiss him for hours.
I feel like I’m getting drunk off this kiss… instead of rubbing his dick and balls, I find that my hands are on his face and I am drinking him… I want all of him. The kiss gets faster and harder – and we are both making noises. He pulls my shirt over my head while turning me around so that my back is up against the door – I follow his lead and quickly yank his shirt over his head… I want to feel him against my skin.
He continues to kiss me and I arch my in order to feel his chest pressed against my breasts. My hands are still on his neck and face when I realized that he is lowering himself…
He licks a trail from my neck to my shoulders, to my breasts and starts to suck and bite them. He’s biting them hard – but I like it. I’m a tough girl, so I welcome a little roughness…
He then takes his hands and holds a breast in each one, alternating between them while he licks, sucks, and bites them. He slowly kisses my stomach and sides. His tongue feels so good against my skin, but it’s his lips that are driving crazy… so soft… so intoxicating. He pulls down my exercise pants, while still kissing my stomach while electing to eaves my panties on…
I wondered why he did that… it would just take more time to get my panties down after pulling my pants – it would have been faster to just grab both of them at one time and pull them both down… oh well… I guess he’s trying to take his time… I can’t be mad at that…
He starts to kiss my inner thighs, alternating between legs and making his progression up my thighs with one kiss… he makes it between my legs and kisses my pussy through my panties… gently at first and gradually harder… he then starts to lick and suck my pussy through my panties. I can feel every inhale and exhale and it’s making my pussy throb and leak…. I can see it leaking down my legs… but before it hits the floor he eats it up.
“Mmmm, you taste good babe…”
I look down at him with my mouth wide open in amazement… I can’t talk. I just grab my breasts and rub them to give a little comfort while this man is eating me like no other… I’m hot… my head is on fire… I’m scared because I don’t know what that means… I’m breathing heavily and every time I look down at him I feel extreme heat between my legs and my pussy muscles start to flex – without me even trying.
He pauses… and I look down… frowning.
“What’s wrong babe?” He asks me… smiling.
“Nothing…” I whine… still breathing quite erratically trying to figure out if I’m happy or sad that he stopped. I feel tears streaming down my face and I think I’m sobbing… why is he smiling???
“Why are you crying?”
“I don’t knooooow…” I whale…. Not wanting to – but at this point my emotions are just pouring out of me… literally. Get it together Shay, get it together!
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Uh uh…” I whisper while shaking my head no.
“Okay baby…” he says and then pulls my panties to the side angles my hips upward so that he put my legs on his shoulders.
I gasp… extraordinarily excited – but also a little scared of what he’s going to do next.
He turns his head to the side and starts to kiss my pussy like as if he was kissing me… licking and sucking and moving his head up and down… my legs start to shake; He plants his hands on my thighs to keep them still.
He paused for a moment to ask me: “Oh you like that huh?”
“YES!” I screamed… I know my neighbors had to have heard that one – after all we were right by the door.
He bit his lip and removed one hands from my thigh and used it to raise the hood of my clit. He put his head between my legs and started to slowly breathe on it, bringing his tongue so close but not touching it. I can see myself dripping on his neck and chest… if he keeps this up I’m going to soak the fucking floor.
Finally, gently kisses it with his lips at first… and then his tongue. He licks his tongue up and down my clit… over and over, progressively making his licks longer. I feel like I’m about to pass out.
“Give it to my babe… cum for me”
I say nothing…
He starts to rub his face between legs… I can feel the stubble from his chin and cheeks rub against my pussy – the roughness feels soooooooo good. Seeing my pussy all over his face is having an extreme effect on me.
“Is this my pussy?”
I say nothing…
“Is this my pussy?”
I still say nothing – not because I don’t want to – but because I can’t. I’m still crying and my body is doing things that I’ve never seen it do… I don’t know what the fuck is going on….
He releases his other hand from my thigh – and my thighs return to trembling. He puts his finger inside me and starts to play with my g-spot. But instead of just hitting it… he turns his hand over and makes a “come here” gesture… a very very fast “come here” gesture.
I feel all the hotness in my body gather together between my legs…
Oh shit….
“Is this my mother fucking pussy?!” he yells and proceeds to bury his head between my legs and begins to suck the hell out of my clit. Sucking it like it was a lollipop… or a straw…. sucking it on a rhythm… sucking it as it pulsated.
“YES THIS IS YOUR MOTHER FUCKING PUSSY!!!!!” I scream while I cum like I’ve never cum before in my entire fucking life… shivering and shaking as we slowly fall to the floor. I open my eyes while my body is still arrested from the orgasm; he’s still between my legs… drinking me… which is making me cum again… and again… and again…
When it was over I came 4 times… and I was still crying.
“You okay babe?” he asked.
“Uh huh” I said while shaking my head yes and wiping the tears from my eyes with my wrists.
I looked at him and I realized that he was quietely laughing at me. Oh this shit is funny huh? I got something for him…
I jumped up and took his entire dick in to my mouth… all the way up to his balls.
“OH SHIT!” He yelled while his eyes lids squeezed shut.
Uh huh… I thought to myself. That shit isn’t so funny now is it?
TO BE CONTINUED.
After the first date… on the way home
I haven’t kissed him yet … so I’m doin’ good. If I can just get through this car ride, get to my apartment, only kiss him on the cheek, go inside, and lock the door behind me… I won’t have any problems. I can be a “Good Girl” tonight.
I am really attracted him. I’ve been drinking for about 3 hours, I’m not drunk, but I’m feeling pretty good – and with every passing minute I feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. Alcohol makes me horny… as soon as I have that first sip my body gets warm, my inhibitions lower, and my panties get moist; luckily he doesn’t know that, and fortunately I know how to hold my liquor. So… I don’t think he suspects anything.
Right now, he’s taking me home and we’re about 10 minutes away. He’s been a perfect gentleman all night; paying for everything, opening doors, complimenting me, telling me how good I look and how nice I smell… He’s impressing me but I have to stay strong – I can’t give it up on the first night…
We pull up to my apartment building and there happens to be a parking space right in front. Damn it…
I’m starting to get a little nervous. He must have noticed the shift in energy because he felt the need to tell me that he only wanted to walk me to my door… I didn’t think it was a good idea – but I didn’t want to tell him no and then have him think that I was weird – or afraid of him.
But I was afraid… afraid that we might kiss… and where that kiss would take us. Unfortunately, none of those fears lessened my desires.
After parking we both got out of the car. He put his arm around me which shielded me from the cold wind; His tall frame and broad shoulders did not allow me feel a moment of cold. So… I thought, this is what it’s like to be with a man…
When we walked inside my building my heart started to pound and I was struggling to maintain a normal breathing pattern. I started to sweat – and my thick-ass coat wasn’t helping. I took it off mid-way up the stairs in an attempt to cool off… it didn’t work. He seemed so calm and cool – like he doesn’t have a care in the world… sexy bastard. He has no idea what I’m going through. I am nervous… so nervous that I am going to be bad tonight.
I wonder if he even knows that I was fantasizing about him during dinner… Wondering what he tastes like, wanting to jump over the table and taste him for myself. Wanting to part his lips with my tongue and give him a slow passionate kiss, push the table to the side, unzip his pants and ride him right there in front of all those people as if we were in a rodeo show. I wonder if he knew when I hugged him I felt his dick on my stomach and the fantasized of how it would feel on my body, in my body and in my mouth. I wonder if he knew that every time I bit my lower lip it was to keep me from moaning. I wonder if he knew that everytime I went to the restroom it was to dry myself off, until the end of the night when finally I gave up and just threw my drenched panties away… I wonder if he knows that I’m not wearing any panties… nah… he’s clueless. He probably doesn’t even know that I’m interested…
Finally, we make it my apartment door and I am nervously searching for my keys – all the while he is facing me. I’m hating this awkward moment – but thankful for it because its allowing me to slow my breathing and calm myself.
I finally feel them at the bottom of my huge purse… I pull them out, jingle them a little and point out the obvious by saying “Found them”.
He smiles. This was a new smile. I didn’t know him well enough to read it yet; but, it seemed to indicate that he was not only amused by my behavior – but also, that he was about to make a move. He looked at me for about 10 seconds without saying a word – sizing me up. My heart starts to race again and I’m speaking in fragments…
“Tonight… fun…tonight was fun… I had a… good time…” I said, all the while nodding and avoiding eye contact and trying like hell to control my breathing.
“Yes, I had a good time too.” He said while trying to find my eyes – but they were glued to the floor. He took one of his fingers and gently raised my chin so that our eyes locked and then he continued…
“I’m really happy I met you”….
My mouth is open, my eyes are wide as hell, and pussy is starting to ache to the point where my knees are beginning to buckle… He knows what he’s doing… I really want to be a “Good Girl” tonight.
He leans down and kisses me very gently… I close my eyes and inhale him. I drop my coat and purse, and begin to wrap my arms around his body. Damn, his lips are so soft. I allow my head to tilt all the way back and I anchor my arms under his so that my hands are holding his shoulders. I slightly tilt my head to right and take his upper lip into my mouth and gently suck it. I part from him slightly so I can lick his lips… I had been dying to do this all night. I part his lips with mine and start to passionately kiss him. He’s excited now… his hands are exploring my back and he has his weight on me… we’re up against my door making out… I haven’t done this since high school.
It’s all too much for me… I part from him again, to catch my breath and let out a quiet moan… He starts to kiss my neck and continues to run his hands all over my body. Grabbing my ass and thighs, rubbing my flat stomach and gently pinching my sides… he likes my thickness. My head is turned to the side- allowing him full access to my neck. I am loving every minute of this… I’m rubbing my leg against his and grabbing his back and arching mine so that I can be as close to him as possible, I want to feel him all over me…
He takes a break and whispers in my ear “ So you like me huh?” … Then he again takes his finger and guides my chin so that I am looking at him in his eyes… my mouth is open again… this dude is driving me crazy.
“Don’t you?”… He repeats.
“Yes…” I whisper to him, my eyes never leaving his.
“I knew that… you’ve just been playing hard to get…”
I’m silent; totally mesmerized by him… my mouth is still open and I start to breathing heavily.
“Haven’t you?” He repeats.
“Yes…” I whisper to him, and let out a long sigh.
He smiles, “That’s ok, I like a challenge. I really have enjoyed our date and I hope that I can see you again.”
While he saying this, I am slowly gaining my composure, letting go of his back, letting my leg return back to being beside the other instead of being wrapped around him, closing my mouth and returning to a normal breathing pattern.
“I had a good time too – and I’m sure we’ll see each other again soon…”
He frowned, seeming not to like my response. So I added, “I’ll call you tomorrow, maybe we can set something up.” His smile returned.
I bent down to pick up my coat and purse and opened my apartment door. Before I could turn the knob to open it, he was up against me. I could feel his dick on my ass… he was hard and he wanted me to know it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew it was over, I was about to be a “Bad Girl.”
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “What if I’m not ready to go yet?”
Without saying a word or turning around, I opened my door threw my coat and purse inside, stepped in and pulled my dress over my head; put my palms on the wall directly in front of me, arched my back, stuck out my ass. I then turn my head slightly so I could see him, all the while keeping my palms on the wall and my legs spread. I saw him looking at my ass – I bet he’s wrapping his head around the fact that I’m not wearing any panties…
He’s standing in the door way, with his mouth open… stuck. I bet he didn’t see this coming.
“Come on in Daddy… this is what you wanted right?”
He’s staring at me… still stuck… I can’t help but smile.
“Isn’t it?” I repeated.
“Yeah”… He replied.
He walks in and rubs his hand on my stomach and back. He then put his hands on my hips and gently pulls my ass back towards him while pushing back towards the wall. I hear him unzip his pants and then next thing I feel is his dick on my ass and then sensation of him rubbing it up and down my pussy. He’s instantly soaked.
“Oh shit girl… I didn’t know it was like this…”
I just smile… I knew he didn’t expect it… they never do 
He begins to suck on neck and aggressively grab and smack my ass…I moan… loudly.
I grab him by the back of his neck while keeping my other hand firmly planted on the wall for support; I close my eyes and throw my head back in ecstasy, I can feel my juices running down my leg…
I realize the door is still open…
“Close the door Daddy, I don’t want my neighbors to hear…”
He breaks from me for only a second to push the door closed. It’s still closing when he returns to me and grabs my hair. He gently pulls my head back and whispers into my ear…
“I knew you were a Bad Girl”… and then I hear the door close.
This is about a guy I barely know…
Sometimes I fantasize that he’s comes over to my place… when he opens the door I greet him wearing nothing but a mesh tank top and boy shorts. He looks down at me and smiles. I back up to allow him in and let him close the door behind him – which he does without taking his eyes off me.
‘Hi Daddy…’ I say to him with a little wink.
He throws off his hat and jacket and gently pushes me into the wall. He then picks me up, and wraps my legs around his waist and gently puts his weight on me. He feels so good… I’m face to face with him now. He puts both his hands on my ass and squeezes; and within 2 seconds my boy shorts are soaked. I know he must feel it on his stomach… he knows what he’s doing… and I like that.
He takes one hand and slides it from between my breasts, to my neck until it reaches my face. He then takes one of his fingers parts my lips and sticks it into my mouth… I start to lightly suck it. Then I grab his hand and suck all his fingers one by one. When I’m finished I take his hand and put it between my legs.
‘Wait…Put me down baby’ I ask him… He obliges.
I needed to be standing to give him access to my pussy. He pulls my panties to the side and starts to rub his fingers on my clit… He rubs it hard… He’s still looking down at me… but he’s not smiling now. His mouth is slightly open. Right before he puts his fingers inside me he bends down and lightly kisses me… I feel my pussy start to throb so hard that it almost hurts. I want him so bad…
When he slides his fingers inside my [now] dripping wet pussy he puts his tongue in my mouth and starts to passionately kiss me… this dude is driving me crazy. All of a sudden his hand and cups then squeezes my ass, then glides down so that it is behind my knee… He lifts up my leg and wraps it around him so that it is anchored behind his leg. He then takes his two fingers and slowly enters me… then starts to hit my g-spot slow and hard. I can’t kiss him now… I’m too busy moaning and trying desperately to catch my breath. My hands are all over him, wildly exploring his body… I notice his shirt is off… when did that happen?? I unbutton his jeans and pull them down as much as I can. I then take both my hands pull his dick out through is boxers. His dick feels like a piece of steel in my hands [biting my lip]. I’m getting so wet… I need it… I start to slide down the wall to get better access to his dick.
‘Wait’… he says.
What?! I say with my eyes… Whhhy? I say with my face and body. He slightly giggles… he is amused by my pain. The look of amusement quickly leaves his face and instead a slight sexy smile briefly appears…
He takes both my hands and puts them over my head and cuffs them with one of his large hands. All the while looking at me straight in my eyes… damn this man is sexy. I’m looking at him… and I know that any minute I am going to break free of his hold and jump on his dick… the anticipation is fucking killing me.
He takes his tongue and licks my lips very, very slowly and then sticks it out… I eagerly take into my mouth and gently suck it. I begin to gasp for breath and body feels like it is on fire… I cum… all over him, all over me.
He takes his fingers out of me and brings them to my lips to lick – which I do. He bites his lip and passionately kisses me. He lets me go and then backs up to take off his jeans socks and shoes. I rip of my tank top and boy shorts… so eager to have him inside of me.
He leads me to the couch where he sits with his legs spread open and his rock hard dick sticking straight up in the air mmmm [licking my lips]. He puts me on his lap and pulls me close… he starts to lick my nipples and play with my throbbing pussy. I feel like my heart between my fucking legs… and it is racing. I can barely catch my breath.
‘Wait’ I said… biting my lips and now sweating.
I back up so that I can position myself in front of him on the floor. As I lower myself I rub my face down his chest and dick, lightly kissing the head before I’m all the way to the floor. I sit up on my knees and look at him… I start to smile a little.
‘Feed it to me…’ I tell him. Then I stick my tongue out, and wait to be fed.
I’ve never had an orgasm during intercourse or oral sex. [I mean I've masterbated while giving head and had an orgasm but I've never actually gotten one from getting head.]
I didn’t even know what it was like to have good sex until I was 22… when I met my ex.
Before I met my ex, I didn’t know that sex could be sooo good. I had no idea what I was missing. I always liked oral sex – which is probably why I am so good at it.
I used to think that sex was more for the man than the woman. I got very little enjoyment out of it – so I focused most of my time on pleasing my significant other… oh yeah and moaning.
I never once came close to having an orgasm with any of my exes and really had no desire to have one… at the time I really didn’t feel like I was missing anything. Then, I met my [most recent] ex.
My ex is a freak. He opened me up to a lot of new experiences and sensations but, unfortunately, never had the patience or interest in making me cum. Physically, he wasn’t really my type but he had a great face. In the past I’ve dated fairly unattractive men, so it was a nice to change to sleep with someone that I didn’t mind looking at. I didn’t mind looking at him when I gave him head, I didn’t mind looking at him during sex. I liked licking his lips and sucking his tongue [don’t knock it ‘till you try it]. I would get so wet just looking at him…[sigh]
Anyways – I decided to make myself cum… reading erotic novels, watching ALOT of porn and buying a wide variety of toys. Eventually it happened, but I could never achieve one during sex. It was completely frustrating. I wanted it soo bad.
As good as my ex was in bed, there were things that I wanted him to do… things that I thought would bring me closer to cuming. But, he didn’t even want to hear it. He was impossible to talk to. He thought he was perfect… and he was good – but after 4 years I should be able to tell him what I want in bed and he should do it. But that wasn’t the case. Near the end I was so angry and frustrated from his selfishness that I would blow up at him for almost anything. I mean, how would you act after 4 years of sexual frustration?
He was very selfish… he wanted head all the time, and I obliged – I really didn’t have a problem with that. What I did have a problem with was the fact that he stopped returning the favor. He asked for it all the time.. I mean ALL THE TIME. It got to be really annoying after a while. I would periodically go on ‘Head Strikes’ to teach him a lesson… they wouldn’t last for more than 2 weeks.
Tooting my Own Horn Real Quick
I think I might have given my ex the best head of his life.
I would give him head as often as possible. Once I gave him head in a dressing room at the mall. Sometimes, I would give him head while he was asleep … but my absolute favorite time to give him head was before work.
When we started dating, he had a ‘9 to 5’ and I just had my classes. So when it was time for him to get up and go to work I could chill in bed. Sometimes I would get in the shower with him and wash him and more than likely have sex in the shower. But what I really liked to do was wait until he put on his shirt, tie and pants… at this point he’s almost always standing by the mirror*. Then I would get out of bed and crawl on the floor until I’m right in front of him, get up on my knees , unzip his pants and pull his dick out. He was always hard, he knew what I was going to do from the minute I hit the floor… Then I let him watch me in the mirror, on my knees giving him head in his nicely pressed suit.
YB won’t be getting any of that action. I only give my BFs [boyfriends] head.
Anyways…
I have no problem satisfying my man; unfortunately, my man [ex] never gave a damn about satisfying me.
And then there’s YB – I doubt this dude can hang long enough to get me to cum. I doubt this dude even knows how to make me cum. I doubt this dude is even ready to see my freaky side…. I really do. But I AM horny… and I do need to get laid… But I think YB is a waste of time. The next one could be a waste of time too….
Although…I really like having control when it comes to YB, I like that I know more than him and that I could show him some shit that would probably blow his mind. Something about that… having control over a man twice my size… is very sexy. In all honesty, that is the only thing that is keeping me interested.
