This is my first post, though I don't anticipate it will be my last. I'm a normal 30's guy, the kind you'd find just about anywhere in suburbia USA-.except highly sexual with some incredible experiences; and very very few know this side of me or would ever have an inkling to guess it. All my stories are true, though details insignificant to the story are changed to protect all parties involved.
I often used various online sites to meet women. I received one message from a young woman a few states away from me that had mentioned she was 21 and found herself really attracted to older men physically and for their maturity, stability, etc. We had great conversation via messaging and really clicked. Within a few weeks, we were craving to meet each other. On a whim, I drove hours and hours to go meet her. It was a simple meet, more like a first date. Neither of us knew the sexuality running in our minds yet at this point. We exchanged a couple kisses and I proceeded to drive back that same night. We continued messaging each other and a couple days later it came out just how badly we both wanted to fuck the hell out of each other during that first encounter we had. She didn't want me to think her a slut, and I didn't want to be too forward. (I thought she was this sweet innocent girl-little did I know) Our conversations thereafter turned very sexual. Sharing our twisted fantasies-how anything taboo was a turn on for us. The more taboo it was, the more we loved it. Things like fucking strangers, being watched, elements of BDSM, etc. Fast forward a few months, and I was traveling to a town a few hours from her. She was going to come meet me to hang out for the night. It was planned for her to stay in my hotel with me but no guarantees of anything happening between us. By this point we're very close friends, but she's unsure about anything physical happening between us since she is looking for a relationship in her life; and I was already in one with someone else. We finally meet up. We go grab some dinner and a couple drinks just enjoying company like we're old friends. We decide to leave to head to a bar for more drinks. Neither of us knowing the area or where to go, I semi-jokingly say "we should go to the strip club". To my surprise, she's like "yeah-lets go! I've never been to one" So we find a club nearby which ended up being a total dump of a place. But we made the most of it. Had fun talking with the dancers, lots of flirting, innuendo, etc. and we got extremely HAMMERED DRUNK. We decide to leave and head back to the hotel. Once in my room we immediately start kissing and making out. FINALLY-I've wanted this girl for months-I'm so excited that this is finally happening. (it certainly adds to it, that she is one of the hottest and sexiest women I've ever been close with). The making out on the bed continues, intensely. That raw desire when 2 people want each other so bad is clear and evident as we're ripping each others clothes off as we kiss. I start kissing her neck, down her chest to her breasts. Teasing, sucking, and slightly nibbling her nipples as they perk up with excitement. I'm dying to taste her pussy. (part of previous convos we'd had) I start kissing lower down her body, down her stomach, until finally my head is between her thighs. It tasted better than I had even thought it would. She let out a gasp as she first felt my lips on her pussy. Her whole body tensed up as my tongue found her clit. I started to finger her at the same time-hearing her moans. Her breathing got heavier as I could tell she was getting ready to cum. I wanted to bring her right to the edge and then have her cum all over my cock soon after she felt me deep inside her for the very first time. I did-I brought her right to the edge and I paused. My face still between her legs, I reached down to get my pants off my ankles. Started kissing back up her body as I moved my cock closer to her dripping wet pussy. As I got to her breast, I swirled my tongue around her nipple as my cock grazed the lips of her pussy until with one simultaneous motion, I took as much of her tit in my mouth sucking it as I slid my cock deep inside her. Oh.My.God. her pussy felt AMAZING and I started to slide in and out a few times. I finally opened my eyes a little to see the look on her face feeling me inside her-.. She was stone cold passed the fuck out! AHHH FUCK!!! SERIOUSLY?!?! After all this time and build up, now this?! Too drunk to fuck I couldn't believe it and didn't know what to do. I was balls deep inside her and her pussy felt so damn good. I tried waking her up every way I could think of. I was dying to keep fucking her. I slid in and out a few times trying to get that to wake her up. I flipped her over onto her stomach and thrust deep a few times from behind, thinking surely that would work. Nothing. She was past drunk and nothing was going to wake her. After agonizingly going back and forth in my mind of whether to finish fucking her til i cum or just simply stop, I finally decided that the "right" thing to do was stop. I finished myself off alone, then somehow got her dressed, and tucked her in for the night. The next morning, I had to leave the hotel early for work and let her sleep in. When she finally text me that she was awake, I started asking her what she remembered. Most of the night from the strip club on was a blur to her, and the last thing she remembered was us just starting to kiss when we got in the room. Then came my next mental conflict-tell her everything that happened or just let it go. I finally decided to tell her all of it begrudgingly as I thought the worst and that she'd never speak to me again thinking I took advantage of her (I'm not the type who would ever do something like that to a woman). To my surprise, as I told her the story and all the details, she was EXTREMELY turned on the more she heard. And the more she thought about it, the more she wished that I would have finished and filled her pussy with my cum while she was passed out. Needless to say our desire for each other was now at an even higher level. But, I had a few more hours of work still, and she had to get on the road back home for work later that night. We'd have to wait for another time-..
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