Early Morning Phone Sex – Part 1

CB called me when he woke up Friday morning. We started with small talk, then he started talking naughty. I was in the mood for it, since the night before I went to my first male strip show. I was planning on masturbating when I went to bed, and he just happened to be waking up when I was going to bed.

It started with him asking how big my tits were. I was glad he couldn’t see me roll my eyes, but I answered with “Just the right size. Not too big, not too small.” He asked me what my biggest fantasy was. I said I had one, but it was something I would tell him at a later time (as it involves me being tied up and played with, hard. I didn’t quite trust him yet, as I still barely know the guy). He accepted that and moved on.

He asked me how I liked my sex. I asked him what he meant, and if he meant positioning or something else. He wanted to know my favorite positions and if I liked them slow and easy or fast and hard. I was honest and said I was used to the guy on top, but wanted to work on other positions. I also told him I liked slow and fast.

He asked me If my nipples were sensitive. I said that it depended. When he asked what I meant, I explained the piercings. He thought that was hot. I was kind of disappointed, as I like seeing the reaction to my piercings first hand. I was glad he was ok with them anyways.

He told how worked up he was, and how hard I was making him. I told him that I was getting wet as well. I was actually really surprised at how wet I was, just talking dirty with him. He asked how wet I get, and I told him that I am always surprised how wet I get, that just when I think I can’t get any wetter, I do. He told me how hot he thought that was.

By this time, I was staring at my batteries, and basically the only keeping me from putting them in my toy was the fact that I had to pee really bad. He asked me what I was wearing. I told him I was wearing some pink pajama bottoms and a black top. I added that it was nothing sexy, but it was damn comfortable. I asked what he was wearing. He said he was just wearing boxers, but wanted to be naked with me. He asked if I liked to wear sexy things, so I described my negligees to him.

He asked what I was doing. I said I was being a good girl, though staring at my batteries. He asked what was stopping me from playing with my toy, and I told him that I had to pee really bad. He told me that i should go take care of it and call him back. I did just that and looked at the time. We had spent an hour and a half, most of it talking dirty.

When I got back to bed, I put my batteries on and took off the pajama pants. I got in bed and called him back, the bullet resting on my clit, but not on.

Bedtime Story – Part 2

She wanted him. It had only been an hour since their climax, but she wanted more, needed to be filled again. She felt her lady parts turn hot and swell with need. Speaking of need, she could tell from the stiffness poking her backside that he needed more too.

Slipping back out of her had nearly set him off again, and with the weakness in his muscles he’d left himself just as vulnerable. With her fur slowly sliding over his length with just the movement it took to breathe, he shivered, poking her again, breathing shallowly. “So… hot,” he murmured, wrapping arms around her from behind, carefully angling himself to slide back in with a deep rumble. “If we’re not careful we’ll be at it ’till daybreak,” he half-joked.

“Mmm, you make it sound like that’s a bad thing, and that my love, is where I would have to disagree.” she announced teasingly. She rolled herself over so that she could kiss him, smile at him, and kiss him more. While kissing, she reached her right paw under the covers and began stroking his ever hard maleness.

“Mmh… These are good plans,” he moaned lightly, her grip quickly returning him to full strength, lightly sliding against it, kissing her right back, breath heavy.

“Mmm, glad we agree. Now, how would you like it?” She asked, grinning mischievously, giving him a feel of all three. First gently stroking his cock, then carefully taking it into her mouth and massaging the tip with her tongue. Lastly, she rubbed it near her aching and waiting lady parts. Oh, she wanted to suck him, to taste his seed, but she wanted him to choose.

He laid still as she moved, rumbling as she tested him, length twitching with each touch, bucking lightly from each. “Ooh… I think… you suckling it,” he concluded, curling to hug her from behind yet keep himself offered, stiff and lightly flexing with need.

“Ooo, good choice my love,” she said softly as she scooted down further to better situate herself for her favorite task at hand (er, mouth). She got a light grip on his lower shaft and bent her head down onto his quivering member, giving the tip a teasing flick with her tongue, then circling it to get it nice and wet.

He shivered, between grasp and lick, body warming up quickly, need growing. For a moment he tried to curl fully around, using his serpentine shape, then at one brush found himself sprawled out, murring deeply and trying not to buck too hard, a shot of pre rewarding her efforts. “Mmm…”

Once his throbbing tip was nice and wet, she slowly took it, inch by inch, deeper into her mouth. As it slid deeper, she sucked the tip and swirled her tongue around the shaft and head, giving him a satisfying tease.

One hand reached to her shoulder as he tensed up along his body, closing his eyes tightly. “Mmmmm, so hot…” he murmured, lightly sliding himself against her attentions, pre flowing more with the tease as he inhaled sharply.

“Ooo, you have such a nice cock,” she breathed to him. Firming her left paw’s grip on his lower shaft only slightly, she began slowly bobbing her head up and down the rest of his hardness. Slowly and steadily she increased her pace, building a rhythm for herself.

He found himself panting, gripping her shoulder tightly as he tensed, eyes tightly shut, body pulsing and flexing until the teases allowed him to break through. “Ghh, that’s it love… Ah!” He struggled to hold still as he peaked, filling her mouth with his thick seed.

Bedtime Story – Part 1

When Will and I were together, he had a thing for furry stuff, which eventually turned into a sexual hang up for him. He could not be turned on mentally unless he pictured furry/pokemon type scenes, instead of being turned on by me alone. I helped fix that by cybering (before we moved in together) with him and after we moved in together, we would each take turns writing a scene on my phone as we lay in bed together. That usually got him in the mood. I have his permission to post these. Since I have run out of things that I want to write about, here they are. This is part one. I believe there are five. Keep in mind the basic setting if furry/pokemon type, and a few were done on a MUCK client called Pokemon Fusion (Pokemon fuse with human). I hate that place for other reasons, but like the few stories we made.

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It had been some time since his sweetheart had been truly his, some time since his coils had held her helpless in the grass, either hand gripping a pillowy breast, leaving her room to breathe and struggle but not escape, fangs poised against her neck from above…

She loved it when he held her down like this, loved being dominated by him. Hell, she just loved him and gave herself completely to him. As he held the tiger bitch down she wrapped her back paws around him, pulling them closer together.

“Gods you’re hot, girl,” he had hissed, sure to let his tongue tickle through and beneath her neck fur. He’d shifted to slide his body fully along her back, his textured scales rubbing from along her belly to beneath her tail, obviously trying to tease and warm her up. All the while he’d held that same slight grin, drunk with the power she allowed him.

She loved it when he teased her like this. It never failed to make her ready for him in seconds. She loved the thrill of having him there so close to her, not knowing what he was gonna do next, or how far he would take it. Sometimes he gave her just enough tease to make her want him more, but most of the time he followed through with what he started. She wanted him, was ready for him. She moaned with pleasure and need. “Please,” she said, “I need you inside me soon. I don’t know how much more I can take. It’s been so long, and too long at that.”

Hearing her moans, her need, he grinned wider, tightening his coils a bit, then relaxing them, revealing that his need had grown just as much, pressing against the base of her tail, sliding along her bare skin. “How badly…?” he rumbled, though they both knew it was too late to put it off any longer, and with a sharp grunt and tight coil, he pressed himself deep, closing his eyes and reveling in the beginnings of feelings they’d both gone too far without.

The instant he slid inside her was the instant her body gave way completely. She melted around him and tightened around him. She flexed a few times, giving him a gentle squeezing tease. “Oh, yes, right there,” she moaned as she thrust her hips upward to take even more of him in.

He allowed himself a deep moan, eyes half-closing as his fingers, coils, and maleness took deep purchase, letting himself embrace being laid so bare in his brutal dominance of his tiger bitch, quickly fitting his body flush to hers. At her movements he released his grip a bit, allowing her to work him so, enjoying how her body could make him feel again after so long.

She began a rhythmic grinding of her hips, moaning each time he went deeper inside. It was amazing how fully satisfied he made her, inside and out.

Soon he laid almost completely still, testing her strength, groaning with the tight grip around his power, heat rising quickly. With how long it had been, he wouldn’t need much. “Gods, I’d forgotten…” He shifted, dragging his muzzle against her chin, groaning into her throat, needing this hold.

“Mmmm, you feel so good,” she moaned softly. She could feel the pressure deep inside her building, and she knew it wouldn’t take much longer for her to reach climax.

Unable to keep himself from flexing against her strength the serpent renewed his grip with a loud grunt, closing his eyes and twisting himself to thrust again into her, shaft straining to contain the building pressure. “Ahh… Can’t hold it… any longer…!” he groaned, unable to resist the full, powerful wrench of his entire body as he gave in and bit down on her neck, thick seed shooting against her eggs.

At his thrust she wrapped her front paws around his back, being careful of her claws. Tilting her neck to the side to welcome his love nip, she let out a deep moan. Her body had reached its full climax as she tightened her grip around his filling manhood.

For a moment they were completely alone save to each other, their bodies tightened around each other as their peaks mingled into a moment of bliss for them both. He seemed to relax first, trembling softly, keeping his eyes closed, hands gripping her shoulders. “Mmh, mm…

 

Nervous

I always get nervous when I think about being naked in front of someone for the first time. As one of my exes always said, the scariest thing is being naked in front of someone for the first time. For me, it doesn’t matter who it is, I get nervous. However, once they have seen me, it’s fine.

I am learning to not be so self conscious around people. I am fat, and am learning to accept that. When I am ready emotionally, I will go back to dieting seriously. There is no hope for me to succeed if I am not ready emotionally. I am getting the mindset that if I am gonna be judged by the person I am naked with, they wouldn’t be there in the first place.

Anyways, back to the point of this post. There is a couple at work that I am talking to (the wife mainly). I recently learned how sexual they are. And they love threesomes. The wife (who I will call Tori) thinks I need a sex makeover. A chance to have just pure, great sex, with an orgasm. She’s pretty confident they can change my ‘problem.’

She decided that I needed one when I told her I couldn’t cum without a vibe, Toby was a terrible screw, Will was never in the mood, and I rip every time with D. I like the idea of a threesome with them very much. She wants to get to know me first though, (which I totally understand).

I hung out with them today for the first time outside of work and we got along great. We went to the movies, and after went back to their house where she cooked dinner and did my nails. I had a blast. Heh, she even put on a couple of her sexy bustiers for me to see. They were hot.

The whole time I was there I tried picturing us doing things. I can definitely see the potential, especially since at one point her husband said that he wanted to play with pierced nipples. I don’t know if she told him or not about mine.

Every time I tried picturing the three of us, I got nervous at the idea of being naked in front of them. It’s just the fact that it’s someone new. It’s an excited type of nervous.

Mount’n Dew

“What would you like to drink?” D texted as we were making plans to hang out the next night, this time at his place.

“Mount n dew me, please,” I texted back. There was definitely a double meaning there. I wanted to drink mountain dew, and I wanted him to do me.

“Can do,” he replied, with a wink.

The next night I arrived right on time, met his room mate and got the grand tour of the place. We ate dinner (he cooked roast and potatoes in the crock pot). It was delicious.

We all chatted for a bit, until D pounced on his room mate (who was sitting on his bed in the living room). We all got into a tickle fight, his room mate (who I will call Brad) being the one being tickled.

When Brad couldn’t take it anymore, we all calmed down and settled to watch some shows on Netflix. I made myself at home by sitting up next to Brad along his headboard. D turned out the lights and we all sat back and relaxed.

At one point during the show, one of the characters said something about doing things to unsuspecting people in the dark. I looked at Brad, grinned, and said “Like tickling!” and attempted to tickle him. He grabbed my hand and held it down. We ended up holding hands, with him eventually snuggling up next to me. It was nice.

After a few episodes, D came over and sat with us. He attempted to harrass Brad, but Brad stopped him. I rested my right leg on D’s lap, with my left leg behind him. He began rubbing my foot, travelling up my leg, eventually rubbing the inside seam of my crotch. My breathing got heavier.

Brad snuggled up closer and began rubbing his hand all over my cheeks, neck, and chest. I just laid back and relaxed, no longer paying attention to the show.

Brad began kissing the side of my face, while D situated himself between my legs, kissing and nibbling up my legs, to my inner thighs, the rubbing of my crotch getting heavier, along with my breathing.

Brad had me sit up and began to take of my shirt. D went for my pants. I was now only wearing my black lacy negligee. D and I kissed, then, Brad and I kissed. I reached up to unbutton D’s shirt. He got that wild, sexy look in his eyes that turns me on (I was already way turned on at this point. I could feel my wet pussy throb in anticipation of what was going to happen next.

Brad got my tits over the built in bra cups and began sucking on my left tit while D went for my right. I reached out my hands and began to feel and rub their awaiting hard ons. While D was sucking on my tit, he moved the cloth of my underwear to the side and began fingering me, then rubbing my juices around my clit. I arched my back and Brad began kissing my neck and chest.

D got up to run to his room to get condoms. While D was getting condoms, Brad got his pants off, as well as his boxers. D came back and undid his pants, then slid off my thong. Brad took off my negligee. I was completely naked and the guys were just wearing shirts.

As D mounted me, I took Brad’s cock into my hand. I began (attempting) to jerk him off while D fucked me. They both felt good. It was such a turn on to have a dick in my hand while another was in my pussy. D and I kissed, and then he bent his head to whisper in my ear that he wanted me to suck him. I said okay and he pulled out.

I moved the pillows to the foot board and leaned against those. D took off his condom (green apple flavor I think) and I began to suck while Brad got his condom on. I helped him guide his cock into me while I suckled on D’s. It was hot; I was doing my two favorite things at once. I had cock in my pussy and mouth.

After Brad had his orgasm, D put on a fresh condom and climbed back on top of me. We kissed a lot more, and under his breath he whispered how hot I was that night. I thanked him and kissed him some more. D soon had his orgasm, and we all got dressed.

It was a great night, and I definitely hope it can happen again. Also, Because there were so many things going on in the heat of the moment, I feel like I have missed a lot of details. This may or may not be true. Either way, it was hot. Thank you D and Brad!

Lucky

We mentioned a quickie in our texting last week, but at the time we didn’t have enough time to be that quick. He said that if I was lucky, on Sunday he would come over after he got off work, before I went to work.

I woke up Sunday afternoon feeling very lucky. I brushed my hair, put on my sexiest red thong, and favorite red negligee. Over those I put on some blue jeans and a very see through, low-cut white shirt. “Yeah, that doesn’t look obvious,” I chuckled to myself as I played with the lighting in my room, waiting for him to arrive.

There would be no time for our usual ice breaker movie/dinner. Oh, how I wanted to jump his bones, but a small part of me was nervous inside still, my shy side. He gave a light knock on the door.

I opened the door to let him in, and before I even had the door shut, his lips were on mine. He kissed me on the mouth, sucking on my bottom lip,  traveling to my neck, nibbling, biting, and kissing all over.

I led him over to my bed, where I took off his sweater, and then his shirt, running my hands and nails all over his back. I took off my white shirt and tossed it to the side.

“Ooo, that’s sexy,” he said, seeing my negligee and smiling before kissing me some more.

“Mmm, thank you,” I replied as I undid his belt and pants to let them fall down. We kissed some more, and he started rubbing between my legs. I pulled down his underwear and began massaging his cock with my hand. He carefully lifted off my negligee, being mindful of my still fresh nipple piercings.

I gently pushed him onto the bed and motioned for him to lay back against the pillows. Once he was situated, I sat next to him, leaned over his cock and went to work with my mouth. I teased the tip with my tongue, and as my tongue moved lower, so did my mouth. I used my left hand/wrist to hold me up, while I used my right hand to hold the base of his cock. I tried to multitask by stroking it up and down while sucking on the head, but could not keep up the rhythm.

I changed my tongue rhythm, and changed my bobbing rhythm. I loved hearing him moan in pleasure. As I sucked, he ran his hand over my leg and thigh. Oh, that felt so nice.

Because my wrist became numb from using it to hold myself up, I sat up and smiled at him. He pulled himself forward and kissed me some more, massaging my tits with his hands, careful of my piercings. His kisses got deeper and more passionate, even thrusting his tongue in my mouth. I went nuts and kissed him back even more aggressively, gently nibbling and sucking on his bottom lip.

After we calmed down from the kissing, I went back to work, this time curling myself up next to him, using a pillow as support. I wrapped my left hand around the base of his cock and lowered my mouth, teasing and licking with my tongue on his head. Slowly, I took more of him in my mouth and began bobbing my head up and down his hard cock. He started moaning for my again, and running his hand over the parts of my body he could reach.

I sucked him for another good 5 minutes (maybe more, I was not trying to look at the time), until my neck started to cramp from the movements it was not used to. I sat up, and we kissed some more. He moved his body so that he was next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist, to pull me in for a closer kiss.

After making out for a minute or two, he sat up to remove my pants. He ran his finger along my pussy, feeling my clit, then dipping two fingers into my very wet vagina. He thrusted his fingers in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed when I got even wetter. He moved his now soaked fingers and rubbed circles around my clit, using the slightest pressure at first, and applying more as each small circle completed. He was kissing me at the same time his fingers were playing with my pussy.

Soon, his fingers were back inside me, fucking me even faster. “Mmm, that feels so good,” I moaned softly. With that, he sat up once more and reached for a condom at the side of my bed. Once it was on, he asked me if I wanted to be on top. I said “Sure, though I haven’t had much experience with it,” I answered slowly. “Thats ok, I’ll warm you up,” he said, and with that he entered me.

His first thrust banged my head against the footboard of my bed, so he grabbed my hips and scooted me down. He thrust into me again, this time without my head hitting anything. He picked up his pace and went to work.

I scratched my fingers down his back as his cock pounded my pussy, both of us breathing heavily and moaning. It had been a long time since my breathing became audible and I moaned during sex. It felt amazing. I did not try to quiet myself, though I did not get too loud.

He thrust deep, he thrust shallow. He moved his hips from side to side, letting his cock get every angle of my pussy. He rode me, and he rode me hard. I felt the pressure of my g-spot fill, as his cock tends to hit my g-spot perfectly. I tried to ignore the sensation that sometimes felt overwhelming, and concentrated on the good. I wrapped my hands around the footboard of my bed, moving my body with his, moaning and breathing heavily.

After a very amazing 15 minutes (at least, possibly more), he was ready to cum. He pulled me closer, and bent his head to kiss me, then gave several last deep, slow thrusts. We kissed some more, then I hurried to get dressed for work, and him for home. We chatted a bit, then it was time to go.

I was in a great mood that night, grinning from ear to ear. One coworker asked why I was glowing. I told them I was just in a really good mood from having an awesome day. I think everyone knew, or at least had an idea that I had just gotten VERY lucky in bed. I have to say that was some of the best sex I have had in over 2 years. Thank you D, you are great!

Rebuilding

I have been making a lot of changes in the past few weeks. Some of these changes are new, some are old.

First things first, I am rebuilding my life. When Will and I broke up, I felt like everything came crashing down. I am learning more about myself, as well as learning how to depend on myself. Before I always depended on others for everything, especially financially. I had never lived alone, and I felt like that was something I needed to do most, no matter how much it hurt financially.

Most times living alone is lonely, and I hated it at first, but now I am starting to appreciate it. I get the dishes done as soon as I use them, unlike when Will would just let them pile up without even being rinsed first. I am also liking that I can do what I want, when I want, and who I want. I can go out without having to tell anyone. I can have anyone over at anytime, talk on my phone any time.

I am also bringing this blog back. I am so glad that when I took all my old posts down I saved them onto google docs first, since I lost them off of my hard drive. I almost deleted them completely, since that’s what I believed Will did with his old chat logs. (Turns out he just saved them onto an old flash drive).

It was nice rereading my old posts as I posted them back onto my blog. It was nice watching myself learn and grow. The only thing I am sad about is that when I took things down, I lost the comments people had left me. I also lost my pictures I had at one point.

I am also getting my nipples re-pierced next week. I took them out for Will, since I knew he didn’t like them much. Since Will no longer has a say, I want them back. I liked how they made me feel, made my nipples feel. I like how they made me look.

I did not want to get them done alone, and it took forever to find someone to go with. All the people that wanted to go with me were either working when I made the appointment or were creepy. (Lol, one coworker said she wanted to go so she could “see my titties”). Ironically enough, Will is actually going with me.

He came over to get his mail the other morning, and out of habit I told him my plans. He seemed surprised, yet supportive. I took things a step further and reminded him that he said he wanted to go with me if I ever got them done again, even though we were together at that time. I asked if he was still interested or if that would be weird for him. He said he wanted to go. So yeah, hes going with me, and I believe we are going to dinner after. I am not sure how that will go, but we will see.

About a month after our break up, Toby contacted me. I was not completely over Will, so I decided to make him my rebound. The first time he got with me, I was not wet enough and he ended up tearing the opening to my vagina. The second time I let him do me anal, he refused to use lube and it hurt like hell. I will not be getting with him again. He disgusts me. I told him we could hang out and watch a movie, but that was it. He has made such plans with me, and stood me up both times. I am done with him.

On a brighter note, there is a different guy that I am doing. I will call him D. For now things with him are just casual sex, as well as a friend to talk to and hang out casually. I enjoy his company, as well as his sex. He makes me feel sexy, something I haven’t felt in a long time, even with Will. D is one of the few friends I still have from when I was going to the community college.

Do Me

“So, what do you want to do?” I asked. We had already ate dinner, watched a movie, and put up with my spotty Internet.

“You,” he said simply.

My heart skipped a beat and I felt an aching, wet throb between my legs. I had been waiting for him to make a move, as we had already discussed having sex. “Okay,” I answered, in an excited, nervous way.

Not really sure how to start, and a little bit flustered, I started pacing around the bed.

“Why do you keep walking away from me?” he asked softly.

“Sorry, just nervous. Not sure what I was doing…” I trailed off as he pulled me close and planted a kiss on my lips.

Immediately our breathing got heavier and our kisses deeper. I led him to the side of the bed where I pulled the blankets back and sat down. We kept kissing, and after a few minutes of just making out, he pulled me back up to my feet where he slowly slid his hands under my shirt, feeling my tits, stomach, and back. My shirt came off.

Still hugging and kissing each other, he started nipping my neck, and began kissing all over my neck and chest. Slowly he began kissing his way down to my belt.

With my right hand I began unbuttoning his shirt, hands shaking from nervousness and excitement. Both of his shirts came off and I began rubbing his nipples with my finger.

By this time he had my belt and pants undone and was in the process of pulling them off. I reached a hand forward and began rubbing my hand over the massive bulge in his pants. If there was one thing I remember about the only other time we hooked up, it was how well endowed he was.

He wrapped me in a hug and began unhooking my bra as I gently scratched my fingernails up and down his back and arms. The bra was off.

He gently pulled me onto the bed with him, covering me in more kisses. Slowly he kissed all the way down my stomach where his fingers found my clit, rubbing it in small circles.

Next he slid a finger into my dripping wet pussy, thrusting in and out, then rubbing the wetness back onto my clit, running in small circles again.

I reached under the bed and pulled out my condom jar and grabbed one. As I unwrapped it he finished getting his pants off so I could put it on.

Once it was on I scooted back onto the bed and he climbed on top of me, guiding his cock into my waiting pussy. He started slow thrusting, gradually speeding up.

“Mmmmm, that feels good,” I said softly. “I’m glad,” he said, smiling. His thrusts got quicker and deeper until he pulled out mostly to slow himself down. After a few seconds he slid back in, the thrusting starting slow until they sped up to make him reach his climax.

We spent a few minutes after kissing, then put on the TV for a bit.

In the Woods

Toby has this big goal to get me to go and do stuff outdoors with him. I always say no, as I just don’t trust him. Plus, I think we ended that (I hope). But, that does not mean I don’t have a fantasy or two of doing stuff in public, with the chance of being caught at any time. I finally did do something (somewhat in public, just not with Toby. I will call this guy D.

I am at school and I meet the best friend of a friend. He’s cute, and I flirt a little. We have a bit in common, and when it comes time for me to go to class, I have to climb over him to leave the lunch table in the corner.

I go to class to find out it was cancelled. I go back to the cafeteria, as I am now done for the day. He is still there, as I was only gone for a few minutes. I climb back over him and he kind of gives my ass a playful squeeze when no ones looking. I am not surprised, as I am actually kind of used to being groped by my friends.

I set my laptop back up, thinking I am gonna get some more blog stuff written for once. As I set up, he asks if he could have my number and if I text. I tell him my number, thinking nothing of it.

A few minutes later I get a text from a number I don’t recognize. I look up and ask if that’s him. He says yes. I open it, and am shocked at what it says: “We should go back into the woods and have some fun. I know the perfect spot.” I smile, and reply back via text, “Ooo, that’s naughty. Sounds fun, lets go.” I make up an excuse as to why I have to leave so soon, and text him that I have to run to the bathroom, but will meet him out front. He says ok. As I am walking away, he says he has to leave too.

When I come out of the bathroom, he is waiting outside. We walk side by side, my heart pounding. Once we are out of hearing distance from surrounding students and teachers, he asks me if I am nervous. I say, “very,” and ask if he is. He says yes. We get a little farther into the woods, and have a little bit of small talk. I swear, we sounded like a couple in a low budget porn dialogue; “So what’s your name? How old are you? Did you grow up around here?”

We walked a little farther, finally leaving the trail to go up onto the hill and behind the trees and bushes, out of sight. I had to say, I approved of the spot, though I was terrified of being caught.

“So how do you want to do this?” he asks, as he’s unzipping his pants and pulling out his monster cock. I get on my knees and put my left hand around the base while my tongue slowly licked around the head, getting it wet. Once its wet, I take it into my mouth and begin to suck while teasing with my tongue.

I take my left hand off his cock to let my mouth take in more and wrapped my arm around his leg, pulling him closer. I hear him quietly moaning, knowing that he would be louder if there wasn’t the chance of being heard. I looked up into his eyes as I suck him off to see him smiling.

I continue to suck while massaging his cock with my tongue. I would never keep the same rhythm , always changing the motions of my tongue, the pace of my head bobbing back and forth, cock in mouth. (It’s the first time I have enjoyed sucking cock in a long time, as Toby ruined it for me for a while).

I suck for a good fifteen minutes at least before I take my mouth off of his cock and begin to jack him off instead.

“Mmm, does sucking my dick make you wet?” he asks quietly.

“Oh, yes. Very much so.”

“Do you want me in you?”

“Yes, please.”

“Do you have a condom?”

“Of course,” I say as I reach into my purse and take out one of the condoms.

I take it out of the package and begin to put it on. I mumble about how this was the only time I hated having long finger nails. He hears me, and takes over, getting the rest of the condom on.

“So how is this gonna work?” I ask, looking at our very damp and dirty surroundings.

“Hold onto the fence and back up into me,” he says. I quickly undo my pants and pull them down and do as he suggests.

Before I know it, I am holding onto the fence and his cock is filling my dripping wet pussy.

He wraps his arms around my waist, locking his hands together at my pelvis and begins slow deep thrusts. The thrusts quickly increase in speed. He slows down for a few seconds, trying to gain control. The control doesn’t last long and he quickly resumes the quick heavy thrusts.

“I’m sorry, I can’t hold back any longer after such a great blow job,” he says, as his body clenches and his thrusts get very slow and very deep as he finally reaches his climax.

We hide the evidence and put our pants back on. We are both panting and sweaty after a nice fuck in the woods. We walk back to the parking lot together, where I wait for the bus and he heads home.

One Afternoon Stand

About a week before my birthday, Forbidden Fruit informed me that his best friend (who we will call Eric) was coming into town for a few days and his birthday present to me was that Eric and I are able to fool around. He said Eric was very into it, and had never done anything before, not even kiss. I must admit, I was intrigued. I told him I would think about it.

Timing never seemed to be right the whole time that Eric was in town, but finally on his last day here, Forbidden Fruit called to see if I was home and that my mom was gone. She was, so he said they would be over soon. Within that hour, there was a knock on my door and I let the two guys in.

It started out very awkward, as both Eric and I were very shy. I didn’t know what he wanted, what he was okay with, etc. Forbidden Fruit helped by pushing the right buttons on me, knowing how to get me worked up. He then had us each take turns removing an article of clothing.

The first thing to go was the shoes and socks, next was our shirts. Eric seemed intrigued by my pierced nipples. There was a lot of nervous giggling, but finally Forbidden Fruit was able to go sit in the corner (the condition of us hooking up was that he got to watch, out of curiosity), and Eric’s and my hormones finally kicked in.

It started with Eric caressing my tits, squeezing and twisting my nipples (so much better with the piercings). Next he bent his head down and began to suck on my right tit, flicking the piercing with his tongue. I let out a small moan, as I had never felt sensation like that before the piercings. For the first time ever my nipple began to feel over stimulated. He soon switched over to the other nipple and began to work on it.

By this time we were both incredibly worked up. However, there was one small detail I failed to mention to them at the beginning of this. Thanks to Mother Nature, I had some female issues that prevented me to do some things that I wanted to do, or let be done. I was not happy about this, making me hesitant to do much more.

I knew I had to say something, so I used the excuse of not being ready to “go all the way,” but was willing to go down on Eric. He seemed eager enough, and it didn’t take long for him to take off his pants and me get a hold of his cock. I made it nice and hard by massaging it.

I bent my head down and went to work. I licked and teased the tip of his cock with tongue, flicking and licking, swirling my tongue around so that my mouth was finally filled with cock.

Bobbing my head up and down on his hard cock, I would try to remember to stimulate his balls and nipples every so often. I continued to suck, and to switch it up a bit, I would remove my mouth and lightly blow on him. He moaned. I bent my head a little further and sucked on each ball, one at a time.

To tease him a little bit, I stopped sucking and starting kissing and biting my way up his chest, paying specific attention to his nipples. He moaned in pleasure. I looked up and asked if he was ok with actual kissing. He said it sounded good.

I positioned myself so that my face was inches from his and went for it. It started as a light peck, but then we pecked some more, each kiss getting a little bit longer. After a few kisses we began full on making out, sucking on each other’s lips and tongues. That was the best kiss I ever had.

After a while of kissing, I went back to sucking his cock.

Soon after though, we realized the time. He didn’t have time to finish and my mom was due home any minute. We stopped, got dressed, and went with Forbidden Fruit to get coffee and lunch.