StationToStation
StickySweetOrganicRaw
I was sitting at my desk, feeling depressed and checking emails and stuff tonight, when suddenly a messaged popped up from a guy that I give blow jobs too, let's say his name is Paul.
In the past, I would give Paul blow jobs, and he would like cum in five minutes. No joke! He has an uber sensitive cock, which is a shame 'cause he's really a handsome guy and I always wanted him to stick around for longer or at least stay for a second round of oral.
So finally after a year of missing each other emails, we met up tonight. I was really happy to service him orally or so I thought.
I meet Paul outside and offer him to come in. Again in the past I gave him bjs in my living rooms chairs, but tonight I offered him my bed and lit a lavender candle. I begin to suck him, and really after two minutes he's like I'm gonna cum, so I stop and we both lay down in my bed naked.
I enquire what's he's been up to, he mentions it's been over a year since we met up last, and I'm totally shocked, really! Time flies by, and how cute he keeps track of my bjs.
I ask him if he wants anal tonight, to fuck me. He laughs and is like "I know we're both naked in your bed, but I prefer women. In fact, you're the first guy I'm laying naked with."
I'm like OMG and this is freaking hot! in my mind, of course. No big deal we won't do anal, but I'm freaking out---- I'm his first. This never has happened to me, ever!
He then proceeds to stroke my cock, and over time he sucks my dick. Now I really know it's his first time, he gives awful head!!! But I just enjoy it, I know it's a big event for him.
He cuddle, stroke each other, more stroking, more oral, more cuddle. When he uses the bathroom, I quickly grab two glasses of red wine. It's his first time, but I'm the nervous one. My heart is practically jumping out of my chest and i'm trembling in my voice. I down the first glass like water, he gently sips his.
We get back in bed, and more cuddle, oral, stroking, and then we get on a tangent about being thirty years old, we're both the same age. We talk about life, what his uncle taught him, how physics work, living in Portland, and our lives in general.
The candlelight in the room, or glass of wine I downed, made him look so handsome, I loved his scruffy facial hair, the wool beenie he was wearing despite the fact were in bed, and his slim bod just twinkled.
Then he mentions it's time for him to leave, and say no problem. We toast the wine, and he dresses in a confusingly way, stumbling around for his socks, it must be the scotch he had earlier.
I shake his hand as he leaves, and both say we'll have another encounter. I think he has a mancrush on me.
BTW Neither of us came, he said it's a better way to end the night. I'm thinking like bullshit!, but I didn't want to come off harsh, after all it was Paul's first time.
In the past, I would give Paul blow jobs, and he would like cum in five minutes. No joke! He has an uber sensitive cock, which is a shame 'cause he's really a handsome guy and I always wanted him to stick around for longer or at least stay for a second round of oral.
So finally after a year of missing each other emails, we met up tonight. I was really happy to service him orally or so I thought.
I meet Paul outside and offer him to come in. Again in the past I gave him bjs in my living rooms chairs, but tonight I offered him my bed and lit a lavender candle. I begin to suck him, and really after two minutes he's like I'm gonna cum, so I stop and we both lay down in my bed naked.
I enquire what's he's been up to, he mentions it's been over a year since we met up last, and I'm totally shocked, really! Time flies by, and how cute he keeps track of my bjs.
I ask him if he wants anal tonight, to fuck me. He laughs and is like "I know we're both naked in your bed, but I prefer women. In fact, you're the first guy I'm laying naked with."
I'm like OMG and this is freaking hot! in my mind, of course. No big deal we won't do anal, but I'm freaking out---- I'm his first. This never has happened to me, ever!
He then proceeds to stroke my cock, and over time he sucks my dick. Now I really know it's his first time, he gives awful head!!! But I just enjoy it, I know it's a big event for him.
He cuddle, stroke each other, more stroking, more oral, more cuddle. When he uses the bathroom, I quickly grab two glasses of red wine. It's his first time, but I'm the nervous one. My heart is practically jumping out of my chest and i'm trembling in my voice. I down the first glass like water, he gently sips his.
We get back in bed, and more cuddle, oral, stroking, and then we get on a tangent about being thirty years old, we're both the same age. We talk about life, what his uncle taught him, how physics work, living in Portland, and our lives in general.
The candlelight in the room, or glass of wine I downed, made him look so handsome, I loved his scruffy facial hair, the wool beenie he was wearing despite the fact were in bed, and his slim bod just twinkled.
Then he mentions it's time for him to leave, and say no problem. We toast the wine, and he dresses in a confusingly way, stumbling around for his socks, it must be the scotch he had earlier.
I shake his hand as he leaves, and both say we'll have another encounter. I think he has a mancrush on me.
BTW Neither of us came, he said it's a better way to end the night. I'm thinking like bullshit!, but I didn't want to come off harsh, after all it was Paul's first time.
