| Author’s Introduction
Hi, I want to start each of my stories off with a little info about myself. If you are only interested in the juicy details, just jump ahead to the story. Personally, I’d like to think though, that my stories are as much about the Background as the about the Action, so I want to tell you a little bit about myself first. First of all, and this is very important, all the stories I intent to write really happened either to me or to friends of mine. None of the stories are invented (unless my friends did the inventing to impress me).
Secondly, I’d like to point out that English is not my native language, so I hope you can forgive me for any bad grammar that might find its way into my stories. I’ll do my very best.
So now, let me introduce myself. My name is Steven, I am now 25 years old, and I am from Germany. Obviously, I love sex, like everybody else I guess. I’ve had a couple of steady Girlfriends, and I always got my fair share of One Night Stands, but I also had more than one rather special adventure, and mostly that will be what I plan to write about.
Any comments and questions are of course welcome. Please tell me what I can do better, what you really enjoyed, and what you want to hear about next. I also own pictures (non-nude) of most of the girls from my stories, if anybody is interested. I don’t want to post them here because I think that might cause me some trouble, but I guess individual e-mails won’t hurt.
OK, so this is the first Sex Story I write, so I apologize in advance for any shortcomings. Please help me get better by sending me your comments. I chose this for my first story because it is more or less straightforward, but it also demonstrates that I enjoy a little something special in sex. Have Fun.
This happened when I was about 21. Back then I was in Engineering School, and since all the girls you could meet around there looked more masculine then me (there was one exception, but I’ll come back to that in a different story), all the sex I got were Disco One Night Stands. And honestly, that was just fine with meâ€¦ I had a big car, a box of condoms, and I could always count on finding some action sooner or later.
This Story has nothing to do with clubbing though. I was sitting around at home on some Wednesday of Thursday evening lurking around a local chat-room. Chats are an interesting place. While the male-female ratio is quite bad, I found that given some stamina, you can always count on getting lucky sooner or later.
Over the years, I learned that the best tactic is to stay with small talk, show you are more intelligent than the 200 other guys in the room, and let her approach the sex topic. Quite frankly, I think that if a woman visits a chat-room at 10 PM, chances are she wants more than talk about her favorite movie, but of course, she doesn’t want to be seen as a slut. Therefore, a little patience is always the best way to go.
I honestly don’t remember all that much about that night in general, but I got into a discussion with a woman called Tania. So I did my usual thing, and kept her interested. I find out she’s 25, working as a nurse, been married for 2 years at that point. I tell her about myself, and also send her a picture.
She must have liked what she saw, because talk starts getting dirtier. Once she gets that ball rolling, I put on the coalsâ€¦ Try to get her hot in her panties. I find out that she’s got her pussy shaved and that she’s got pretty big titts. I tell her about my adventures, not hiding that I like to switch partners quite often. She seems rather interested.
“When did you have sex for the last time?” she asked.
“Tell me about it?”
“Not much to tell. I went out dancing and met this girl. She was rather shy, but a few beers took care of that :).”
I was very interested in how she would react to this.
“You got her drunk to have sex with her??? That’s not very nice!!”
Hmmmâ€¦ should I play hard, or pull back a little? I decided to go for itâ€¦
“Well, I didn’t force her. I just kept buying the drinks. Someone should have warned her about guys like me I guess ;).”
“Yeah, I guess.” â€¦ “What did you do to her?”
Bingo. That’s what I call a clear victory. The story was true by the way. I didn’t wanna risk getting caught in a fake story. I thought back to that evening smiling. The girl had been pretty young, closer to 18 than to 20.
Her name had been Sarah, but I actually didn’t find that out until our next meeting. Apparently, she had lost the friend she had come with somewhere, and she was very nervous. This had made it almost too easy for me to offer her a drink or two to calm down. Between all the club sluts that I saw around there every week, she had stood out.
Rather plain looking, with her hair in a pony and no make-up on, she would have looked more at home in a school bus than on a dance floor, but by following her with my eyes for a couple of minutes before offering my help, I could see that her body was fresh and ripe. Hidden under her shirt, I could make out a pair of fabulously perky C-Cup breasts and one look at her lower body revealed a very small, almost girlish ass.
“I didn’t do anything bad to her. I was just a nice guy and offered to drive her home. It just so happened that I made a little stop on parking first.”
“So you fucked her?”
“Yep. That was all I could do anyway. She didn’t want to suck my dick.”
Plus, she had really been to drunk by then. I was lucky she had a Student Card on her or else I would have had no idea where to drop her off. Of course, that was only to my advantage, as she didn’t even react when I stopped on the dark parking lot of a nearby mall.
By then I had started to be pretty horny, so I didn’t bother with the usual kissing and titt sucking, and skipped right to the main event. It took me a minute to get heron the back seat but once we were installed it only took me a couple of seconds to put my hand up her squirt, wiggle past her underwear and plunge a finger between her cunt lips. For a second I thought she would come to, but she was too far gone, so I could proceed to get her into a good fuck position.
“Sayâ€¦ you are awfully nosy. How about you tell me something about your sex life?”
“You mean with my dildo? Cause let me tell you: Being married isn’t exactly good for my fuck quota!”
“So when was the last time you did have sex?”
“Last month I guess :(!!!”
“Wowâ€¦ I don’t think I could do that!”
“Well, not like I am volunteering! So tell me more about last week end.”
“Sureâ€¦ What do you want to know?”
“Wellâ€¦ Did she put up a fight?”
“No, she was quite docile.”
More like unconscious, to be honest.
“I don’t knowâ€¦ Did you lick her first?”
“No, her twat wasn’t shaved, and I don’t like hair in my mouth, so I just used some lube to get her wet.”
“So you have condoms and lube in your car? I guess this happens to you regularly?”
“I do my best”
“So how did you fuck her? What position?”
“Ohhhâ€¦ she was sitting on her knees on the back seat, facing the rear window, so I could fuck her from behind. That way, she did not have undress, and instead just lifted her squirt for me. And I could squeeze her little titts at the same time.”
God, those titts had felt nice. I would have sworn that she had been wearing a bra by the way they had been staring at me all night, but when I felt her up, that they were naturally perky. I remember that I hated myself for not having my camera on me that night.
I know that experience has its advantages, but sometimes, there’s nothing better than a fresh young girl. When I had started fucking her I thought, her pink pussy embraced my shaft so tightly that I had to concentrate for a second not to shoot my load within the first few second. For a second, I actually thought that I had accidentally hit her ass hole.
Once I had gotten my juices under control, I could settled into a steady fuck rhythm, and take my time to look down at my helpless pray. Within seconds I was on the brink of an orgasm again.
The view was just too good to be true. I hadn’t bothered taking her off her panties and her dress had fallen down a little bit again, which made that she looked completely dressed and almost innocent. Yet, I felt my dick all the way in her wet pulsing slit. I completely possessed her.
This thought mad me loose all control. I honestly would have wanted to have a little bit more time with this young bitch, but in this case, my body just didn’t want to play the way my head ordered.
Knowing that I had lost the battle, I tried to make the most out of it, and started ramming my cock into her harder and faster. At the same time I reached beneath her from both sides, and grab one of her titts in each hand. Then I used that grip to pull myself even harder into her body and give those fine boobs a decent squeeze while I was at it.
I remember fucking that poor girl’s cunt like a wild man, and her young hole massaged my dick with every stroke while her body was sprawled out before me. This treatment must have been a little too hard for her, because she started whimpering under my thrust, and that was all I needed to set of a massif orgasm.
After that, I drove her home and helped her to her front door. But first I called myself from her cell phone to get her number. One never knows when that can come in handy. She was more lucid now and I gathered I could leave her there without too much of a risk.
“Anything else you wanna know ;)”
“How big is your dick?”
There we go. I guess her little panties are all wet over there.
“I don’t know. I’m really not into measuring ;). Maybe you should find out by yourself.”
“I don’t know. You know I’m married and allâ€¦ butâ€¦ I don’t knowâ€¦ Do you maybe wanna go see a movie some time? Just as friends”
Yeah sureâ€¦ Friendsâ€¦ I guess she asks all her friends how big their dicks are, right? But heyâ€¦ it was an invitation. I decided to go with it. I could be reasonably sure that she wanted me, so I could afford taking it slow. I had made my offer, so now she had to decide what to do with it.
“Sure, haven’t been to the movies in a while, so that sound cool. I’ll give you my number and you can call me when you find the time. *** *** ****”
“OK. And maybeâ€¦ we can do something else afterwards? Have a drink or something?”
“Sure, why don’t you surprise me?”
We talked some more after that, but I did my goodbyes soon enough and left her to her thoughts. Personally, I was looking forward to that date quite a bit. Something told me that this girl was one hot bitch. And maybe there was some extra fun to be had in this if I played my cards right.
Well, there you go. This is the first of many stories I plan to write. In the second chapter of this story, I will tell you guys about my first “date” with Tania, and the last chapter will be about our last adventure together.
Please send me your thoughts on this story, so I can improve my writing. I would also be interested in knowing what kind of stories you guys would like me to write. I don’t want to bore you with stuff that nobody wants to read. I already have a couple of other memories I could on writing about.
But the most important thing is what you readers want to see. Vacation Stories? Girlfriend Stories? Clubbing Stories? Please let me know what you would like to read next.