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Me: Male, 185 lbs, athletic build. At the time of the story: early 20s. It’s all true. A few years ago, in graduate school, I was single for a long time. I was too focused on school and too poor to submit myself to dating. I had entered graduate school in a long term relationship, but that ended when I caught her cheating. As a result, almost everyone in my size-able graduate school class was an established platonic relationship. In my small group of friends, one older woman, Becky, was like our group mother and sister. She was always concerned with the minutia of everyone elses relationship and giving out unasked for advice. She was stereotypically contradictory Protestant in that she was interested in the sexual minutia of everyones sex life, but also very critical about their proclivities. Despite her mother-hen demeanor, I am grateful that Becky and her husband, made sure I didnt collapse into the black hole of graduate school work. They invited me out all the time. Becky knew, through friendly interrogation, that I only had one testicle (torsion, misdiagnoses). It was the second year of grad school and I was invited to a birthday party of a friend of Becky. Becky made me go and her husband drove. On the drive there, Becky announced that there was a single girl who was going to be there that she wanted me to meet. I got to the party and over the evening enjoyed a few glasses of wine. It had been a tough week and I just wanted to viv thomas clips enjoy a few glasses of wine and hang out with close friends. Beckys overbearing, matchmaker attitude, was not rubbing me the right way. Throughout the evening, Becky would come up to me and tell me I should go find Tina, You would like her. I waved it off each time. As people are starting to go home, Becky walks up with Tina and introduces me, Prosperog, meet Tina. Tina has a pierced clit. Prosperog only has one testicle. Have fun! We are both taken aback and bond within the next few minutes about how nosey Becky is and how inappropriate she can be. Tina was a year behind me in graduate school. She is half-asian and curvy but athletic with dark brown hair, small pert breasts, and a tight muscular ass. Our conversation was bemused and, due to embarrassment, entirely non-sexual. There was an attraction. We agreed that we should hang out and watch some episodes of a show we both like on DVD. Its all we could afford in grad school. The next weekend, Tina came over and we watched a few episodes of something. I lived in a tiny apartment with a bed pointed at a desk with a computer. We laid next to one another. I periodically checked Tina out. Especially how her the firm curves of her ass flexed as she adjusted herself. Eventually, it was late and Tina had to go. As she gathered her purse, she said, out of nowhere, "next time we hang out, I’ll show you my clit piercing if you show me your ball." Without stammering, "yeah, sure, I’d like that." A few days, later Tina came over again. When she entered the apartment, there was a palpable tension. She wore tight jeans with a white tank top. Her nipples were hard and visible. In preparation, I had trimmed my hair down below and was wearing pajama pants with no boxers underneath. I was semi-hard already. Tina sat on the edge of my bed. I stood before her, unsure of what I should do or say next. Tina: "I’m a little nervous, so let’s show each other at the same time." I felt my cock grow incrementally. "Ok. That makes sense." Tina put her legs together and pitched back onto my bed as though she was attempt a handstand and peeled her jeans upward. She caught the black g-string she was wearing with this motion, revealing her asshole and her pussy lips. Simultaneously, I removed my shirt. As she rocked back forward, I pulled the drawstring on my pajama pants and let them fall. Despite my nervousness and feeling like I was performing, my cock was semi-hard and felt large and heavy. Tina moved to the edge of the bed. With her eyes on my dick, she spread her legs. I could see a silver bar going through the apex of the hood of her clitoris. She had a tiny trapezoidal landing strip. She had tan lines in her naturally darker skin that suggested she wore a very small bikini. We hadn’t made physical contact at this point. I didn’t know if this was a clinical quid pro quo or an engorged prelude. I willed myself away from an erection. Tina was incredibly liberal in the way she presented herself. Platonic nudity might have been something she enjoyed. Would she think I was a pig if I got fully hard? What if there was precum? I make a lot of precum. "Are you hard?" "Full. A little firm. But not hard yet. No." "Lift up your dick. You lost your left testicle?" "Yes." "Are you sure you’re not hard?" I wasn’t. "Yeah, just full." I lifted up my cock so she could see where my left testicle wasn’t. I made sure I touched only the base. Her tone was ambivalent and I couldn’t tell if she wanted me hard or not. "Come sit next to me." I did. "Do you get bigger when you are a hard?" "Some. Can you show me your piercing?" "Yeah, sure." And she spread her lips with both hands. She kept her hands moving and I caught her make two little swirls on her clit. I didn’t touch my cock in my lap, but it felt fuller and heavier. "Is your load smaller? Can you still cum a lot?" Tina asked. "I can still spray a good amount if I have some buildup. Some stimulation beforehand. A quickie won’t get much volume from me." As I talked her hand moved over her clit absentmindedly. She was staring at my dick. "Can you make it hard all the way?" "Sure, do you want to help?" "Fuck yeah," she said biting her lip. I started stroking my cock with my left hand as she reached for it. A dribble of precum leaked out and she took a breath as her finger wrapped around the head. We both spread the precum over my dick and then I removed my hand to let her stroke me. Sitting beside her, I reached between her legs. She opened her muscled thighs, hooking her left leg over my right leg. I made slow circles around her firm clit. I gently flicked the jewelry. I was completely hard at this point, she was stroking at a good pace, and my precum was flowing steadily. "I want you to feel my piercing." "I am." "With this," gripping my dick. Tina slid to the edge of the bed and propped herself up with one elbow. I knelt between her open thighs and she pulled the head of my cock to meet her clit. Somewhat involuntarily, I began thrusting. With her hand, she pressed the shaft of my cock between her pussy lips. My thrusts brought the head of my dick across her clit. The silver bar would line up and slide into the groove on the underside of my cock. The ball on the bar would rest right in the slit at the apex of my strokes. We were both wet. My precum and her pussy juice mixed. Our eyes were locked on to what was going on between her legs. There was a rhythm to our breathing and the wet sounds of my cock gliding up and down her pussy lips. It was quiet otherwise. My thrusting got more vigorous. I pulled back and slid my cock down to her asshole. I could feel the puckered pink asshole I saw before against the tip of my dick. She looked between her legs and she reached down. She rubbed my cock against her asshole in a circular motion. For the first time in a few minutes, she looked me in the eye and said, "I like that." I thrusted a bit dilating her slightly. A few more times and I knew the head of my cock would go in. I had been fluctuating between hard and semi-hard all day. I was ready to cum. But I wanted her to cum too. I brought my dick back up and slid it against her pussy. With my thumb I made vigorous circles against her clit. She laid all the way back and started breathing harder in sync with my thrusts. After a minute, she shuddered and moaned, "fuck." She reached between her legs with her hands and grabbed my dick. She rubbed it vigorously against the lips of her pussy and stroked the head. She rolled eve angel and lisa her hips against me. Post-orgasm, her wetness had intensified and she spread it all over me: she furiously alternated between stroking me with her hands and rubbing me against her pussy while bucking her hips. I reached around her legs and grabbed her ass with my hands to anchor my thrusts. I could feel her ass muscles contract as she pushed against the floor and the bed to roll her hips. She looked me in the eye, "give me your fucking cum. Show me your fucking load." I could feel everything between the tip of my cock and my asshole contract as I started to cum. She jerked the entire length of my wet cock with an authoritative rhythm. She stroked in time with the pulse of my orgasm. I came. I sprayed cum from the tip of her clit, over her piercing, up her belly, and between her tits leaving a terminal thin strand of jizz onto her neck and chin. Covered in cum, she kept stroking me through my post-orgasmic shudders. She thrust her pussy along my cock with each dry, tortured, hypersensitive thrust I could manage. Cum was smeared all over her pussy lips. I couldn’t take anymore, "OK, OK, stop. Fuck." Using the base of my dick she used the tip of my dick to smear my cum around her clit, coating her piercing, and over the lips of her pussy. "You’re on birth control right?" "Yes, definitely." "I probably should have asked about that before?" With a final authoritative stroke, she tweaked the head of my dick a final time and said, "good load." Then we kissed for the first time. It was all swirling tongues. I stood back up and she got on her knees and licked the tip of my dick clean. She wiped some of the cum off her chin and licked her fingers. Tina said, "we should fuck next time." Edited: typos Prosperog [2 comments]