Well folks, this is a real story that has happened to me, years ago.
This girl, Diana (of course not the real name) worked the same place as I did, but in a different department.
Not too tall, but wearing high heeled shoes, light brown long curly hair, brown eyes, normal straight nose and average mouth, not too large, not too small, and beautiful – maybe a bit too lascivious – lips.
What has really drawn my attention were her boobs, luxurious and firm, not exaggeratedly large though, with nipples you could see through her blouse during summer, large and thick and quite easily hardening, and a great ass – large hips, inviting…
She was at the beginning of her twenties, full of youth and quite careless about the difficulties of life.
She was, in a word, a nice person.
One day, needing I don’t remember what, I was guided towards her.
She didn’t really have what I’ve been looking for (apart from her very attractive body), but she did her best to find a solution to help me…
Thanking her for her help, the second day, the very first in the morning, I went to her, inviting her to have the morning office coffee together.
We’ve had a small talk that has lasted far over the time needed for drinking the coffee, and since I found out she was in love with Pink Floyd too, I dared inviting her at my place, since I had a very up to date stereo, and a very high quality album, just released at those times.
Since she agreed, I must confess my thoughts weren’t into work that day, thinking only about the moment I was supposed to meet her again and take her home with me…
So, to make a long story short, as short as such a story can be, we have entered my apartment, invited her to take a sit, and I went towards the rack with the records, to prepare the album.
Suddenly, I felt her beside me, which didn’t startle me, since I was used with the curiosity of the guests, but, she took me by the arm and turned me gently towards her:
“Look, I’d rather prefer you put some other music for the moment – leave Pink Floyd for later…
“OK, what else would you like, then?”
“I don’t really know – something soft, with some regular rhythm in it – something that wouldn’t distract us…” After saying the last words, she flickered her tongue across her lips, in a very suggestive way.
My brain was burning with desire. “OK, let me then put a reel that would last longer and wouldn’t end just when we wouldn’t want it to happen. Agreed?”
“Well, whatever, but do it fast” Said she, starting to unbutton her shirt.
I was doing my best not to let her see the tremble of my body – I used to be quite acquainted with my reel to reel tape machine, but, at that moment, I believe I would have won a speed contest by far at the speed that I have mounted the reel and got it started…
I turned around to see her quite impressive young tits, free of clothes, bouncing beautifully while she was bending to take off her jeans.
In a rush, I started unbuttoning my shirt, took it off and then unbuckled my belt and started pushing down my jeans, after unbuttoning and unzipping them.
This was it – already naked, Diana came to me, fell on her knees and, with the speed of light, rolled down my jeans and underwear, down beneath my knees.
My big cock popped up from the constraint and, in the following second, it was deep in Diana’s mouth – she was, practically engulfing my cock, giving me a huge surprise.
I don’t pretend I have the largest cock on earth, but, believe me, not many women in my life have been able to engulf mine, when fully erect!…
She was giving me away, just a few centimeters, as to take a breath, and then, again, engulfing.
I didn’t ask her if she’s been a performance swimmer, or something of the kind, but I can tell that she was keeping me engulfed for a minute or so, and not one or two times…
I was checking this with the clock on the wall of my room, so I can surely tell that she’s been fucking me in this style for more than fifteen minutes.
It was gorgeous, terrific and almost frightening, since she was holding firmly my buttocks, dragging me strongly towards her face.
After this time, since I, standing, had started to feel some kind of dizziness, and since I still had my feet blocked by my jeans and underwear, I managed to say:
“Diana, wouldn’t it be better for both of us if we reached to the bed? Meanwhile, if you continue to do what you’re doing, I’ll be finished in no time”…
She released me from her mouth and said:
“Wow, baby, I’ll be finishing you right soon – this is, honey, my starters, and I cannot miss it for the world!…”
“Well, do as you please, then, but please note I am almost losing my balance – I feel so good I cannot stand on my feet anymore!…”
“Lean on me, baby, lean on me, hold on to my head, grab me by the hair if you please, I wouldn’t mind!”
With these words said, in a high speed and spitting saliva from her mouth while saying them, she regained the control of my cock, engulfing it bakırköy escort at all it’s length, pressing her nose firmly against my pelvis.
She has continued like that for the next six minutes, or so – I was amazed, bewildered, she was doing it to me like no one ever did before or ever after…
One minute engulfing – three or four seconds taking a break for exhaling and inhaling fresh air.
I was doing my best to prolonge this, since I was curious to see when she would come to an end, tired, eventually continuing sucking normally, just like the other girls I knew.
No chance – I felt my cream coming and started to moan with my deep voice:
“Honey, I’m ready – I’m cumming and I feel it’s gonna be a large spew!”
She then bent her head aside, engulfing me even more than she’s done until then, then let me loose for a moment, exhaling strongly and taking a very deep breath, engulfing me again.
As if I wasn’t surprised enough, she’s also started moaning from her throat, inducing to me vibrations that made me explode. And what an explosion!
I was feeling the spurt getting out through my dick, directly into her vibrant throat.
After, I think, more than a minute, she eased the strength, released one of my buttocks, and, with the back of her thumb, she reached between my legs, to the back of my balls, and started to give me a massage, from the balls to the ass and vice-versa, lightly pressing towards my prostate.
She stopped engulfing, releasing kind of three centimeters of my cock, and started to suck, alternating with full round movements of her tongue around my still engulfed cock.
She was, meanwhile, releasing, bit by bit, my cock, out of her mouth, fully cleaned of any sperm, or whatever, letting out a nice, very well cleaned, cock.
In spite of this treat, I was, from one moment to another, getting limp.
“You’ll have to give me a break, baby, let me recover and, meanwhile, let me be a good host and serve a chilled drink.” I’ve said.
“Well, since we don’t seem to be missing any train, take your time.” She replied, jokingly, with a softened voice, meanwhile putting a lascivious smile on her face.
I reached the mini bar and poured two glasses of Martini, adding a sip of vodka.
I didn’t usually make this combination, but this time, I felt I needed something stronger than just a sweet vermouth…
She sipped from the glass, tasting the drink, and asked me to poor a little more vodka in her glass.
“I’ll do it, no problem, but keep in mind you don’t feel the real strength of the booze, since it’s very chill right now” I’ve replied, meanwhile reaching the bar and grabbing the bottle of vodka.
“You don’t know how much booze I can take, if I want to!” She replied, in a serious tone of the voice.
“Since we are supposed, after what happened, to have a nice time fucking around, I believe you would let me see how much you can drink afterwards, eventually”. I replied, also in a serious manner, immediately regretting the words just spoken, since I was afraid she would feel offended…
Well, nothing happened further about it – let bygones be bygones – I just poured vodka until I’ve filled her glass with it, and then poured some more vodka in my glass, too…
We were both sitting around the tea table, each on an armchair, listening to music for a while…
After ten minutes or so, she stood up and came in front of me, and asked me, in a serious tone:
“Do you like me?” The tone of her voice was quite serious and I felt it wasn’t just a question.
I made a serious face, looked at her from toe to head, upwards and downwards and upwards again, and then, looking deeply into her eyes, I’ve said:
“What you just did to me is an experience I must confess I’ve never had before – I mean, I’ve never ever met a girl to fuck me with her mouth just like you did – it was incredibly fantastic and really hard to describe in words!”…
She leaned down, and started to give me a deep kiss on my mouth, invading my mouth with her expert tongue.
I felt no need for another invitation, so I stood up too – I am quite a tall person – and led her, like in a dancing movement, towards the bed.
We reached there in no time, so I’ve just laid her down on it and, continuing kissing, started to massage her right boob, reaching, gradually, with my thumb and finger, to her hardened, well shaped, erect nipple.
Reaching there, I’ve started twisting it, slowly, caressing, giving her the thrills and making her start shaking her legs and buttocks, and rubbing herself with her body to mine.
I knew she was ready – I released her nipple and continued my exploration with the hand to her belly, caressing it for a few seconds, then my hand continued the journey until reaching her buttock.
It was soft and firm at the same time – I started caressing it, taking a large part of it into my palm and squeezing it, so that she started to moan a little louder. She stopped kissing me, and with a rather rough voice, başakşehir escort said:
“Come, I need it inside – I cannot stand without it!”
I gently turned her on her back, spreading her legs with my hand, and reaching directly her clitoris – I’m an expert at that, as I’ve been told…
“No, not now, later – you don’t have such long fingers to touch me where I need to be touched right now!”
She said, softly, breathing hard and dragging me towards her body, leading me upon her.
My prick was hardened and ready for action, so I’ve positioned myself between her legs, aiming, with the tip of my prick, the entrance of her vagina.
I looked down there – I love to watch – and saw her entrance already wet and opened, as if she would have been already fucked. She was wet and opened!
I started entering the hole, pressing continuously, going deeper and deeper, in one and only throb, stopping for a moment to lift her legs on my shoulders.
“Oh yes, this, yes, you can go deeper!”
I’ve continued throbbing in, pressing my hips towards her. She changed the position of her legs, putting her soles on my shoulders and letting me press in three points: her vagina, and her two soles. I reached her cervix, making her moan and contract the walls of her tunnel.
She started milking me, meanwhile making some sort of movements like drawing the figure eight with her ass.
She was doing it, by the help of her legs, and, realizing what she was doing and how she was doing it, I was keeping my shoulders stiff towards her, giving her a firm “ground” for her feet.
The rhythm was just fit for the music we were “listening” and I’ve realized she was, in fact, “dancing” with my cock in her vagina, each move caressing her cervix. I realized she was satisfied by the length of my prick, since I was already at “the bottom” of her tunnel, in fact, pressing inside, stretching her.
She raised her hands above her head, clutching the margins of the pillow, closing her eyes in abandon, but never forgetting her dance with her hips.
It was feeling really good, comforting, if I may say so, and all I had to do was to stay still, tensed, giving her the chance to dance as she pleased…
We continued like that for more than twenty minutes – although I only had to stay still, I felt my body full with perspiration, the perspiration from my forehead dropping on her gorgeous tits.
I believe she felt every drop, since every time it was happening, she was giving a short tremble of surprise, and she was slightly smiling.
At that moment I knew this girl would love me to cum on her face and tits.
With this conclusion in my mind, I felt so excited, that I realized I couldn’t continue without giving her another “dish” of sperm.
“Honey, I’m cumming – sorry I cannot keep on going!” I’ve said, immediately releasing her feet and going upon her, in a riding position.
I was riding her belly, standing on my knees, not to put any real pressure on her body, and with my right hand kept my dick pointing towards her face and her tits.
I didn’t have to wait, since , to my surprise, as I’ve had already been emptied shortly before, I started spraying a large quantity of sperm, shooting it from her nose and chin, to her tits.
She released the pillow and grabbed my buttocks, dragging me towards her, and taking, again, my cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked it clean again, giving me thrill after thrill.
After we’ve finished this cleansing activity, I laid beside her, watching her massaging my cum into her skin.
She continued rubbing her skin, until, practically, there was nothing left to make someone guess she had just received a quite impressive quantity of jism on her upper body.
“No cosmetic producer can beat this.” She said, smiling at me.
“Thank you for your natural treatment – it’s worth more money than anything…” She continued.
I must admit I’ve seen girls doing that before, but never with such serenity and lack of embarrassment in what regards me knowing about it – they were doing it in the bathroom, when thinking I didn’t observe them.
With no connection to what we’ve been just doing, I felt a deep and strong hunger for food.
I was really hungry.
“Would you care for a sandwich?” I’ve asked.
“Not really – don’t you see how fat I am already?” She asked me with a serious tone in her voice.
“Besides, you have already fed me with essential exquisite food – I cannot afford to abuse, eating too much!”
“Well, in that case, if you refuse your host, you’ll have to suffer the consequences” I’ve said, quite determined to keep my word.
“What do you mean by that?” She inquired.
“I mean you have two choices: either you accept to let me give you a sandwich, either you shall see no cum in your mouth, again, from me!…”
“Oh no!… That’s blackmail!” She yelled in a laughter, jumping up from the bed and lighting a cigarette.
“Fine, just wait a few moments, please” I’ve said, going to the bebek escort kitchen.
“Not going anywhere, pall, I’m not yet, finished with you” I’ve heard her commenting whilst my departure.
In fact, I was perfectly conscious of the fact that, in spite we’ve been making love for more than twenty minutes, she has had not come yet.
Usually, there may be two reasons: either she has had no sexual activity for more than a week, which I doubted, due to her beauty and a certain impression that she’s made me about her “morals”, either there was something else that would make the “click” of her orgasm.
I was, of course, determined to find out.
I’ve prepared a few sandwiches and came back to the room, where Diana has had already finished the cigarette, and was sitting on the arm chair.
“I can also offer you a coffee, if you feel like it.” I’ve said.
“Yes, a coffee would be good – even better than eating the sandwiches”.
At that moment I’ve realized why she didn’t want to eat! Normal! She, doing such a perfect deep throating, surely needed an empty stomach, to avoid any “surprises”.
I’ve asked her bluntly:
“Diana, are you avoiding to eat, since you don’t want to vomit while sucking the cock?”
She looked at me in surprise, and said: “How on earth did you figure it out?”
“Well, I’ve had an experience some time ago with a girl that has vomited – so, no big deal – but, honestly, I’ve been quite forcing that girl to take it deeper when this event happened. I regretted it and have decided to avoid making a woman do something she cannot, anymore”.
Saying this, I just grabbed a sandwich and started to eat, since, as you remember, I was really hungry.
She took a sandwich too – after taking a bite or two, she said:
“You know, I used to have a lover who was forcing me to deepthroat him…”
“And he was probably having a huge prick…” I’ve guessed.
“No, on the contrary – but he was very jealous and every time he suspected I would be cheating on him, this was his punishment – he was tying my hands and legs on a chair and forcing me swallow his dick…”
“Wow!” I’ve said in bewilderment…
She left her sandwich on the plate, took a large gulp of her drink, lit a cigarette, and continued:
“Shit, he was treating me with no mercy”… I saw her eyes swimming in tears.
“Look” I’ve said, “If you don’t want to go further with your story, no problem – I don’t want to see you hurt”.
She filled her lungs with smoke, pushed it out, and continued:
“He was forcing me until I was full of my own puke” She sighed.
“He was keeping me tied on that chair, no matter what – I even peed and shitted – he didn’t care…”
“Wow!” I said again, looking at her in a kind of disbelief.
“You don’t believe me, do you?” She asked, with a grin on her face.
“If he did it to you only once, and then you left him, no problem, I believe you, since I’ve met girls methodically beaten by their mates, but what you tell me is far beyond the bearable…”
She looked at me and smiled: “You wouldn’t guess how much I loved this man!”
“It was a one way route.” I replied.
She turned away her eyes from me, grabbed the glass and sipped all it’s remaining contents in a gulp.
She then turned to me and said:
“I think I’m going to abuse and ask you for another one – but only vodka, please”.
I looked at her, felt pity, and said:
“You can have all the bottle if you please – I’ll even go out and bring you another one, if you need – but this is not going to help you!”…
She burst in tears and said softly:
“Just pour me another drink – but see to fill it up properly” (I’ve forgotten to mention that we drank our drinks from large glasses).
I then just did as I was told, and took advantage of my time to prepare another tape with music.
I’ve also prepared the cassette deck, with additional music, as not to waste too much time if, during our love making I was expecting to come, the tape would have come to it’s end…
She grabbed the glass directly from my hand, and took a large sip – as large as half the quantity of the drink in the glass…
By now, I started to worry a little, since I really don’t feel too much pleasure fucking drunk bitches.
She, I don’t know how, kind of guessed what I was thinking about, since she’s told me:
“Don’t worry, I won’t get drunk – it takes more than a bottle to make me feel a little dizzy”…
“Are you coming from Russia?” I’ve asked, kind of joking.
“No, but my ex, while keeping me on the chair, used to have fun pouring the contents of the bottle of vodka directly into my throat, forcing me to swallow it all… I believe he enjoyed seeing me peeing with no control on the chair, leaving me then to swim in my own pee”…
“Well, but what about the floor? If you don’t mind me asking you”
“Shit! He was quite good and skillful – he had a very large bowl, and was putting the chair into it – additionally, he used a very large sheet of plastic, so no matter what I would have been trying, I couldn’t ruin his carpet…”
“In this case, my dear, I believe your ex was not only gealous, but he probably enjoyed what he did to you – the so called revenge, or punishment, was, I believe, the materialization of his sick sexual fantasies…”