Ok, I’m hoping this isn’t too many charcters to fit in a post. I’m putting it in a spoiler tag cuz it’s fucking LONG. Also, you can’t no homo after reading it, so beware.
MP Redux
[details=Spoiler] It was a pretty typical night. I know most stories start that way; it’s just a device to say things are going to skew towards the atypical. This night definitely skewed towards regions as yet unexplored by me. As I said, it was a pretty normal night. I had gotten off work and didn’t feel like going back home to my quiet, lonely apartment. After calling a few friends and basically being shut down by excuses of work in the morning and other such normalities, I ventured toward the club down the street from my place. It was relatively early in the evening, so the club was somewhat empty when I entered.
I took a seat at the bar, close to the dance floor. I figure at the very least, I could enjoy watching some girls shake their asses. I ordered beer after beer, watching the time slip away with my sobriety. Pretty soon, the club was much more full of people; lots of groups of girls starting to get their drink and dance on. It was one of those nights you just feel is going to be a bust. I’m not sure what it was, maybe the way the girls were herded together, maybe the looks on their faces that screamed “back the fuck off”, either way, I didn’t hope for much action.
My buzz had ventured in to the realm of drunkenness about 90 minutes in to my drinking. I felt that warm, smiling embrace drunkenness always greets me with. Things like anxiety and shyness seemed to disappear and were replaced with the overwhelming desire to feel a woman close to me. As I said, the floor seemed less than receptive to boys, but I moved out there regardless. My drunken brain was ignoring the obvious signs and moved in. As I moved form group to group, I was greeted with rejection and indifference. They just weren’t biting tonight, so I decided to forget these bitches and go back to my drinking. A couple more then I’d get out of there. Music was getting too annoying and my sexual frustration was setting in.
I took a seat close to where I was before and started watching the girls on stage dance. They weren’t up there before I ventured in to pointless terrain, but now they provided me with the “ass shaking entertainment” I was looking for. One girl in particular caught my eye and she seemed to look my way a lot. Now, she’s obviously a paid dancer for the club, and after the fun night on the dance floor, I chalked it up to wanting more than reality. She had on a slim night dress that hugged her body. Skinny without obvious curves, but still she was cute. Her smile was pretty amazing and I found I was staring at her more and more. I had to actually stop myself at one point because I think she noticed my creepiness.
Pretty soon the dancers by the DJ came down for a drink. The girl I was staring at happened to stand next to where I was sitting. I tried to say something, but with the music pounding, I don’t think she heard me. Then she suddenly turned to me, smiling. She whispered something in my ear, but I couldn’t make it out. She looked at me with a look like she was waiting for me to respond, but I couldn’t really hear her. Being drunk, I nodded like a fool. This put a big smile on her face. Then she leaned in again and whispered about getting out of there. This time, I could clearly hear her. I whispered in her ear about living close and we walked out to the parking lot together.
I was a bit wobbly when we walked out. She could tell I was very drunk and asked if I was ok to walk. I told her that it would be best; I needed to sober up a bit. We didn’t talk much on the way back to my place. I just enjoyed feeling her warm body next to mine. I had my hand around her waist. It was slim. Normally, I found myself attracted to more robust females, but I was not adverse to skinny chicks. I moved my hand lower and cupped her butt. She looked at me and smiled. It was also tiny but tight. You could tell she was a dancer, she had a butt that worked out often. I gave it a squeeze and enjoyed the feel of it. I smiled and she obviously enjoyed that. She gave a cute little embarrassed smile and giggle. Pretty soon, we got to my place. We walked in and I excused myself to the restroom. The beer was making its triumphant return. I took a very long drunken piss then came out to find her sitting on my couch.
Her knees were close together and her long, skinny legs pushed outward. Her hands were on her knees and she looked up at me with the cute smile I was quickly becoming fond of. I walked over to her and sat next to her on the couch. We didn’t waste time with awkwardness. I leaned over and we started making out. I could smell her perfume, it was nice. The way she kissed was nice too. It was aggressive but sensual. I let my hands explore her breasts and she didn’t stop me. In my drunken state, I didn’t immediately register how they felt beyond feeling good, but soon my brain started working. I had never touched fake breasts before, but I was pretty sure I was feeling them now. It’s not like it bothered me. I wasn’t a fan in general, but I also wasn’t complaining at this moment. Funny how sexual need and booze will quickly wipe any superficial tastes aside.
Her hand reached down and rubbed the obvious bulge in my pants. She was talented, the way she grabbed me drove me immediately insane. My first thought was “maybe she’s a pro” but at this point, I didn’t care. I started to run my hand grabbing her breast down her body. I moved towards her waist when she stood up. She looked down at me and smiled. She started dancing sensually, shaking her hips and turning around, showing me her ass. Then she sat in my lap, facing away from me, grinding her ass in my lap. She grabbed my hands and ran them from her hips up to her chest. I pulled the top of her dress down and fondled her. My fingers pinched her hard nipples and she moaned in delight. I was kissing her neck and letting her know with my moans how good she felt against me.
Then she stood up again and faced me. She told me to close my eyes, and I did. After a second or two, she told me to open them. She was standing there in just her underwear. I was looking at her face, how she smiled with a bit of shyness hidden under the boldness. I scanned down her body, looking at her breasts, her flat stomach, her skinny frame. Then I looked lower, looking at her underwear when something caught my eye. Something I wasn’t even remotely expecting. She had an obvious bulge down there. She could see the look of shock on my face immediately. This changed her cute face from smile to frown.
“Is there a problem?” She asked.
“Umm, I…” I was stammering and not able to get my words out.
“What did you think I was talking about in the club?!” She asked, now getting annoyed.
“I’m sorry, honestly, I couldn’t hear you. I’m drunk and the music was loud, so I just nodded.” I said, trying to regain a bit of composure.
“So you just nodded?! Great. So now I’m all turned on and you are freaking out. Fuck!”
“Wait a second, I’m not saying I’m freaked out, just surprised. Please, come here, sit next to me.” I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her down to me. Then I did something I would have never expected myself to do and shoved my hand in her underwear. I felt the warm, hard flesh there. It was about five inches long and pretty thin. She was uncut and I’m guessing due to the hormone therapy, her testicles were almost non-existent. I slowly rubbed the flesh and she quickly relaxed back in to me. She pulled down her underwear and stood in front of me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Then she started to undress me. I stood up, to make it easier on her. She slipped down my pants and underwear at the same time and my cock sprang free. She grabbed it then started kissing me.
Her hands explored me while my hands did the same. I pulled her close and our cocks touched. It felt weird but good at the same time. We were grinding them against each other while we kissed. Her hands ran up my back, her nails then scratching back down. My hands cupped her cute little butt and pulled her closer to me. I then pulled her down towards me as I sat. She straddled me and we made out more. I couldn’t believe how good it felt, our cocks rubbing, my hands on her ass, her tongue in my mouth.
She pulled away from our kissing then stood up. I reached out and again touched her hard cock, feeling it in my hands. It was the first time I ever touched one that wasn’t attached to me at birth. She leaned over and started kissing my body. As she did, she slowly lowered herself to her knees as she reached my pubic bone. She kissed down until her mouth was at the base of my cock. Her tongue ran up the side and then it circled my head. With one big gulp, she took all of me in to her mouth. I wasn’t huge but I wasn’t small either. I guess the term is average. However, there was nothing average about how she sucked me. It was amazing. Best I had up to that point. My hips rocked, pushing me deeper inside her throat.
Her fingers traced my balls and moved lower. Eventually her fingers were tracing the rim of my ass hole while she sucked me. I thought I may lose it right there, but thank god I was drunk. I was able to hold on and just enjoy how good she was. My hand reached down and cupped one of her breasts, then I pulled her head up to mine. I kissed her, tasting my cock on her lips and tongue. Then she stood up, her hard cock waving in my face. She looked at me, saying “Wanna try?” without actually saying it. I indulged in the moment and kissed the head of her cock. Instinct took over and I grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed her fully in to my mouth. I could taste the salty pre-cum dripping from her aroused tip.
Her hands worked through my hair as I sucked on her cock. She was fucking my face pretty soon and I just enjoyed it. Her small cock was still big enough to press against the back of my throat and that excited me. I never knew how much I would enjoy this, but every inch of me was lighting up with sexual desire. I pulled her out of my mouth and pressed small kisses at the base, where her tiny balls were. She giggled then leaned down to kiss me again. She reached over to her purse and produced a condom. Without saying anything, I nodded and she put it on me.
“I’m not sure what to do here….” I said, sort of embarrassed. She laughed at this then told me to just lay back. I leaned back and she got on top of me. The condom was lubbed and it slid inside of her ass. She went slow, which may have made it worse. Her ass was tight and I was extremely turned on. I felt like I may lose it right there, but I didn’t. Pretty soon she got in to a good rhythm which let me get total control of myself. I was pulling her down on me hard, her ass cheeks slamming against my balls. Her cock bounced in beat with her tits. We kissed hard, biting each other lips as pleasure coursed through our bodies. She got up and got on all fours in front of me, her ass hole pointed upwards. I got up and pushed my cock deep inside her. She pushed back, forcing me balls deep inside her ass. My hands were on her hips, pulling her tiny frame back in to me. I slapped her ass cheeks several times, and her fair skin was turning pink.
Then she slowly slid off my cock again. She looked at me and measured the situation. She reached over and produced a second condom from her purse.
“Is this ok?” She asked, holding up the condom. At first I wasn’t sure what she meant but then it became quite clear. She opened it and rolled the latex over her cock. She could see I was apprehensive. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, I was just afraid. In spite of this, I nodded and she stood me up.
“Will it hurt?” I asked.
“Maybe a little, if you don’t like it, we’ll stop. Just lay back on the couch, it’ll make it easier. Just remember, relax.” She said this as I laid back. She pulled my hips down, so my ass was almost off the couch, and pulled my legs up. At first, she just played with my ass, rubbing some of the lube form the condom on it. It felt really good, then she slipped a finger inside. I tensed up.
“You can’t do that.” She said. “It will hurt if you do.” I tried to relax and she smiled. Then she went for it. She slid the head of her cock around the rim until it pressed squarely on the hole. She went slow and I tried hard to stay relaxed. It didn’t hurt per say, but I could feel the pressure. It was weird. Pretty soon, the head broke my ass virginity and slid in about half way. I gasped and tensed up again. Now it hurt. She looked at me and I tried to relax, letting her in more. After
about a couple minutes of slow strokes, she was all the way inside me.
She started fucking me, slowly at first, gaining momentum as she went. Her hands held my legs up and it started to feel amazing. Always being the person who fucked another person, the thrill of being dominated, especially by this cute girl, was pushing me quickly towards orgasm. She started pounding me hard when she felt I could handle it. She was so deep inside me, I felt like she was gonna poke out the other side. I felt like any second I would feel her head push up out of my throat. Her hand reached down and started stroking my cock. She probably didn’t need to, the way she kept hitting my prostate, I was losing it already.
“I want to cum with you!” She screamed out and this put me over the top. My hips were tightening with my thighs. She could see how close I was. I felt the orgasm take over, the pleasure pumping like fire through my body. Her cock went in deep and I exploded. My orgasm pumped hot cum out of my cock, and as the prostate contracted, it caused her to orgasm maybe 2 seconds after me. I felt it pumping in to the condom. Part of me wished I could feel her spill in to my ass, just to feel that sensation, but this was all too amazing as it was. She unloaded all she had, then collapsed on top of me. She was still inside me and I could feel her orgasm finally subside. We kissed, making out passionately.
“This may feel weird.” She said. As she very slowly pulled out of me. It was uncomfortable. My orgasm was gone and so was my desire for experimentation. I started to feel that familiar shame one feels after an orgasm; those remnants of my Christian upbringing welling up quickly. I pushed them down and pulled her back down to kiss me. We made out for a bit and then she rolled off of me, lying beside me on the couch. I ran my fingers over the tip of her defeated cock and she did the same to me. We looked in to each other’s eyes and smiled. Pretty soon, sleep over took me.
I half woke to her kissing me and saying goodbye. It didn’t fully register until I woke up, alone in my apartment. I grabbed my phone to look at the time. There was a small note next to it.
“Had an amazing time. Hope you did too. Call me sometime!” There was a number and her name there below with a little heart drawn. I was still processing the night, but knew damn well I’d be calling her again.[/details]
