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I look up into Boris' eyes as he strokes his cock into my mouth and he smiles down at me. He assures me I am going to like that as I feel Annika's finger pry the cheaks of my ass apart. Then I am shocked as I feel something soft and wet pressed against my asshole. When I realize it is her tongue swirling around my rosebud and squirming at the entrance, I moan around Boris cock. Boris chuckles as I close my eyes and push my hips back against Annika's tongue and mouth. Boris lets Annika know that I like it and that just seems to motivate her more to eat my ass.

I can't help but relax as Annika's oral ministrations cause my entire body to quiver and I moan all the more around Boris' cock. My wet mouth and the vibrations my moaning cause feel to good for him. He slows down his fucking pace so that he doesn't cum to quickly. This just gives me more time to suck on the head more as I savour the taste of his pre-cum.

I loose track of time, caught between Annika's tongue and Boris' cock. When I feel Annika's tongue disappear, I am disappointed, but then I feel something cool and slimy smeared across my rosebud. Slowly it warms as more is applied, along with some preasure to get inside. Annika is lubricating my ass and pressing a finger inside. My moans let Boris know I like this too and he quickly lets Annika know. I wiggle my ass, illustrating my appreciation more and she is soon sliding her finger in and out of my quite readily.

When she slides a second finger in, almost as easily as the first, she wonders aloud if perhaps I am not a virgin. I blush at this and Boris laughs. By the way I suck cock, he would think not, but I could just be a natural born slut. I can't help but laugh around the mouthful of Boris' cock until Annika tries to slip a third finger inside me.
 
Here is my fantasy:
I am in college right now and into girls anyways my english teacher is fucking hot as hell. I find myself staring at her all and I get really wet and horny in her class. I know she is in her 40 but she looks like 29-34. I am 19 and theres a huge grap. I feel like she flirts with me but that could just be me. I would love to be with her. Have her comfort me while im depressed and then have it lead to more. I would love that.
 
Here is my fantasy:
I am in college right now and into girls anyways my english teacher is fucking hot as hell. I find myself staring at her all and I get really wet and horny in her class. I know she is in her 40 but she looks like 29-34. I am 19 and theres a huge grap. I feel like she flirts with me but that could just be me. I would love to be with her. Have her comfort me while im depressed and then have it lead to more. I would love that.

We would love that, too! ( or the after stories, anyway:devil:)
 
I have always had Femme Dom fantasies but sometimes, like now, those fantasies take a strange twist. I want to be dominated by a man. I want him to be aggressive with me. Push me down to my knees fully dressed and fuck my mouth hard. I want him to force his big dick down my throat until I gag and tears stream down my cheeks. I want him to cum in my mouth and pull out shooting rivulets of hot cum into my hair and onto my face. When he recovers I want him to start in my mouth and then make me get on my hands and knees. I want him to pull off my pants and fuck my virgin ass as I cry out in pain and pleasure. I want him to turn me onto my back and make me pull my legs back to my ears. Then I want him to fuck me hard as he calls me his slut and a whore. I want him to pull out of my ass and cum all over my face, hair and clothes. Then I want him to toss me my pants and make me drive home with cum drying all over me so anyone who sees me knows I am a cum loving whore.

The next time I want him to bring friends so they can all fuck me however they please. Then maybe they can call my wife and invite her over to see what a cock sucking cum loving slut that I am.
 
To have a hot cd come visit me in my room. Have her slowly undress and then the two of us get each other off in many different fun ways.:)
 
Annika's third finger is a tight fit. I moan with the discomfort as she tries to slide her fingers in and out. I hold my ass perfectly still, closing my eyes tight, as I grunt when her fingers seem to go to deep. She starts twisting them around and I groan around Boris cock wincing now and then with pain. Boris has to start sliding his cock in and out of my mouth in order to recieve pleasure as the the discomfort Annika inflicts upon me saps my desire to suck.

When Annika pulls her fingers out of me, I moan with relief. Then Annika comments that there is nothing to do, but give it to me. Boris chuckles, almost evily as he continues to fuck my throat with slow strokes as I feel Annika's weight on the couch behind me. Her hands spread my ass open and the strap-on cock presses against my purkered ass.

Annika diggers her nails into my hips as she presses her's forward. The dildo seeks to enter me and I whimper around the cock in my mouth. Annika whispers encouragement about how good I am taking it, but the dildo feels too big. I am being split open and being trapped between the two of them, I can do nothing but take it.

And then despite trying to fight it, my ass opens up and the head of the dildo pops inside. I scream around Boris cock at the pain and he pushes his cock into my throat. My nostrils flair as I try to breath, unable to scream any more as a tear tricks from my eyes.

As the fire burns in my ass, I hear both Annika's and Borris' calming voice. I am such a good girl, taking Annika's cock. How hot it looks for the ivory white rubber connecting Annika's hips to my ass. Annika holds the dildo still inside me, giving me time to adjust to its size, but now and then, my ass spasm around it, send new fire to spread through my body. Boris slides his cock out of my mouth until just the head is between my lips. I suck on it like a pacifier as he wipes my tears away with his encouraging voice in my ear.
 
I loose track of time, trapped between the two tips of cock. Nursing on Boris' cock is comforting, almost like a child sucking her mother's breast, but instead of milk, it is his salty precum that I swallow. The fire in my ass has receded to a dull ache. The next time my ass spasm around Annika's dildo, I moan instead of whine and I involuntarily push back to take more. In unison, husband and wife assert that I am ready.

Annika's hands return to my hips and she gently pulls back until just the head of the dildo is inside me. She then grabs tight, nails digging into my skin, and pulls my ass toward her as she thrust forward. I moan around Boris' cock as my ass is filled. There is more discomfort than pain and I grunt when she momentarily stops before withdrawing. Before the dildo can pop out of my ass, she pulls on my and thrust forward again, this time going a little deeper.

Annika repeats this again and again. Delving deeper and deeper into my stretched ass. Each thrust is more filling than the last, but it also seems more pleasureable. Whether she thrust into me or pulls out, I moan with more and more pleasure as I suck on Boris cock.

Soon, my moans are joined by the soft slap of leather and flesh on flesh. Annika is filling me completely now and her hips are bouncing off my ass. She digs her nails in harder and thrust with more force now, knowing I can take it. I reach my hands up to grab Boris' hips to steady myself. On Annika's next thrust, I let her momentum push me forward letting his cock slide deeper into my mouth. Boris moans in responses as Annika voices how she knew I would like this.

As my muffled moans grow in volume, Boris begins thrusting his cock into my mouth in counter point. He matches Annika's pace and I am soon being fucked in rythm at both ends. the tickle of Boris' cock in my throat and fullness of Annika's in my ass seems to build something deep inside me. My body trembles as all the nerves in my body seems to cum alive. I am a great receptor of sensation and I have no idea where it is leading to, but I am loving every minute of it.
 
I loose track of time, trapped between the two tips of cock. Nursing on Boris' cock is comforting, almost like a child sucking her mother's breast, but instead of milk, it is his salty precum that I swallow. The fire in my ass has receded to a dull ache. The next time my ass spasm around Annika's dildo, I moan instead of whine and I involuntarily push back to take more. In unison, husband and wife assert that I am ready.

Annika's hands return to my hips and she gently pulls back until just the head of the dildo is inside me. She then grabs tight, nails digging into my skin, and pulls my ass toward her as she thrust forward. I moan around Boris' cock as my ass is filled. There is more discomfort than pain and I grunt when she momentarily stops before withdrawing. Before the dildo can pop out of my ass, she pulls on my and thrust forward again, this time going a little deeper.

Annika repeats this again and again. Delving deeper and deeper into my stretched ass. Each thrust is more filling than the last, but it also seems more pleasureable. Whether she thrust into me or pulls out, I moan with more and more pleasure as I suck on Boris cock.

Soon, my moans are joined by the soft slap of leather and flesh on flesh. Annika is filling me completely now and her hips are bouncing off my ass. She digs her nails in harder and thrust with more force now, knowing I can take it. I reach my hands up to grab Boris' hips to steady myself. On Annika's next thrust, I let her momentum push me forward letting his cock slide deeper into my mouth. Boris moans in responses as Annika voices how she knew I would like this.

As my muffled moans grow in volume, Boris begins thrusting his cock into my mouth in counter point. He matches Annika's pace and I am soon being fucked in rythm at both ends. the tickle of Boris' cock in my throat and fullness of Annika's in my ass seems to build something deep inside me. My body trembles as all the nerves in my body seems to cum alive. I am a great receptor of sensation and I have no idea where it is leading to, but I am loving every minute of it.

That's HOT! can't wait to hear more...
 
Soon, Annika is letting out gasps and moans as well. Her rythm changes as the takes long, measured, and powerful strokes. Pounding into my ass hard, she gasp as I grunt when she bottoms out. She is so turned on by the power. She can't beleive she hasn't tried this before. Had she known how exciting this was, how much pleasure it could bring her, she admits she would have done this sooner, with Boris ass being the focus of her lust. Boris chuckles at this statement, as I manage a muffled guffaw before grunting from Annika's latest thrust.

The sensation inside me keeps growing. It feels so good. My cock is so hard, trapped in the front of Annika's panties, yet it has recieved no stimulation. Only her relentless pounding which I can't get enough of. I am whining in pleasure around Boris cock and something seems on the edge of exploding. I don't know how much more I can take.

Boris' cock seems to grow even larger as it slides in and out of my mouth. His moans get louder and louder as he digs his hands into the back of my head. All I can do is take it, as his wife fucks me. Finally, when I don't think I can take any more of his swelling cock without gagging, he pulls back as every muscle in his body tightens. With the head just in my mouth, it swells to epic proportions then explodes.

Boris roars his orgasm as his cock pumps and pumps cum into my mouth. It is thick and salty. I try to swallow it, but it is too much and it is soon dripping down my chin and onto the floor.

The sight and sound of Boris orgasm seems to fuel Annika all the more. She pounds my ass like a jack hammer and I am forced to let Boris cock escape my lips so I can cry out in pleasure, the last few blasts of his cum striking my face. Annika whines continously with tiny grunts as she plunges the dildo home. She is going to cum from fucking me. The base of the dildo beating a tattoo against her clit and pussy. It is just a matter of when.
 
I’m standing in an elevator, going up. The mirrored walls reflect me - young, pretty, dark red hair down to my shoulders, rosy red lipstick. I’m biting my lip; I’m nervous. I’ve never done this before, not in public. Never even thought about it until recently. Now I can’t get it out of my head.

Slowly, the elevator fills with people - all shapes and sizes and colors, could be anybody. Could be you.

The elevator chimes again and the doors slide open, revealing a handsome man dressed in a dark suit and tie. He smiles at me and presses a button, and the elevator doors close and we continue on our way.

The silk of my panties feels so good against my skin, rubbing gently against my cock as I sway back and forth with the rhythm of the crowded elevator car. I let my eyes droop closed, relishing the sensation as my cock grows hard beneath my skirt. I accidentally bump against the man in the suit, and an electric thrill shoots through me as the silk drags across my sensitive cockhead.

I gasp and look up just in time to see the handsome man looking at my reflection, a half-smile on his face and a knowing look in his eye. My cheeks flush how as I realize that he knows - he knows who I am!

The elevator continues to rise, and I feel him press back against me. His reflection nods and the smile widens, and I see his lips say silently: Keep going.

I slowly grind against him, trying not to attract the attention of the other passengers pressed in around me. I slowly rock my hips back and forth, my cock pressed in between our bodies, trapped in a shroud of silk that drives me wild as I slide back and forth. My breath grows ragged and I’m sure the other passengers can sense something is wrong - but I can’t stop myself. The handsome man’s reflection looks back at me and nods. “Go on,” he mouths.

My mouth opens in a silent moan as I thrust forward, unable to hold back my orgasm as spurt after spurt of creamy cum fills my panties, coating my cock.

Slowly the elevator empties as each passenger arrives at their destination. Eventually, only I am left... and the handsome man. The doors slide closed and he turns around, tilting my face up towards his with one finger under my chin. “Take them off,” he says.

I slide my cum-soaked silk panties down my legs, over my stockings, and leave them crumpled on the elevator floor. He takes my hand and presses it to his crotch, making me feel his ardness through his slacks. “My turn,” he says, unzipping his fly with one hand while using the other to pus me toward the floor.

I kneel, looking up as he pulls out his tool, a throbbing monster that twitches and bobs in my face. My cheeks flush hot again as I realize what he wants. But I’m not gay! I think to myself.

My mouth opens to protest, but then he pushes the purplish head of his cock past my lips and teeth, over my tongue, cutting off my words. He works his cock in slowly, pushing a little further with each thrust. He grabs my hair and starts fucking my face, faster and faster, until I’m drooling around his cock as it pounds in and out of my mouth. My cock is hard again and I can’t help but stroke it, tears mingling with sweat and spit as I realize how fucking turned I am.

His breathing grows ragged, his thrusts speeding up until I’m sure he’s going to cum... but at the last moment he pulls his member from my mouth and steps back, looking down at me. “Get up,” he says, and I do. I look at myself in the mirror - my makeup smeared and running down my face, my wig slightly askew. He pulls my clothes off - dress blazer, blouse, skirt, brassiere - until all I have left are my shoes.

He pushes me forward, bending me until my face is pressed against the wall and my ass is jutting out. He slowly presses forward, finding my anus, making me gasp and struggle, but his body is pressed against me. His cockhead pops inside, making me cry out at the sudden fullness, and slowly he works is cock deep inside me. My cock is steel-hard, oozing cum again as he fucks my ass, pressing me to the wall as he uses me for his pleasure. I scream in mixed pleasure and pain as he takes me, every stroke of his cock bumping up against my prostate, driving me wild. He pulls me backward, lifting my legs off the floor, and holds me up, letting me see just what kind of slut I’ve become.

“Cum, bitch,” he growls in my ear.

I cry out as my cock lets go, spurt after spurt of cum flying to strike the mirrored wall, covering my reflection in a torrent of my own cum. Deep inside me I can feel his cock throb and let loose its own flood, filling my ass with his seed.

He lets go of me and I slide to the floor, his cock sliding from my ass wit a soft, squishy pop sound. I huddle in a corner, my clothes scattered around me as he arranges himself. He leans down and plucks my panties from the floor, slipping them into his pocket. “My office, tomorrow, nine o’clock sharp,” he says, producing a card which he lays on my bra.

The elevator chimes again and he steps out, leaving me alone once again as the doors slide closed.
 
I’m standing in an elevator, going up. The mirrored walls reflect me - young, pretty, dark red hair down to my shoulders, rosy red lipstick. I’m biting my lip; I’m nervous. I’ve never done this before, not in public. Never even thought about it until recently. Now I can’t get it out of my head.

Slowly, the elevator fills with people - all shapes and sizes and colors, could be anybody. Could be you.

The elevator chimes again and the doors slide open, revealing a handsome man dressed in a dark suit and tie. He smiles at me and presses a button, and the elevator doors close and we continue on our way.

The silk of my panties feels so good against my skin, rubbing gently against my cock as I sway back and forth with the rhythm of the crowded elevator car. I let my eyes droop closed, relishing the sensation as my cock grows hard beneath my skirt. I accidentally bump against the man in the suit, and an electric thrill shoots through me as the silk drags across my sensitive cockhead.

I gasp and look up just in time to see the handsome man looking at my reflection, a half-smile on his face and a knowing look in his eye. My cheeks flush how as I realize that he knows - he knows who I am!

The elevator continues to rise, and I feel him press back against me. His reflection nods and the smile widens, and I see his lips say silently: Keep going.

I slowly grind against him, trying not to attract the attention of the other passengers pressed in around me. I slowly rock my hips back and forth, my cock pressed in between our bodies, trapped in a shroud of silk that drives me wild as I slide back and forth. My breath grows ragged and I’m sure the other passengers can sense something is wrong - but I can’t stop myself. The handsome man’s reflection looks back at me and nods. “Go on,” he mouths.

My mouth opens in a silent moan as I thrust forward, unable to hold back my orgasm as spurt after spurt of creamy cum fills my panties, coating my cock.

Slowly the elevator empties as each passenger arrives at their destination. Eventually, only I am left... and the handsome man. The doors slide closed and he turns around, tilting my face up towards his with one finger under my chin. “Take them off,” he says.

I slide my cum-soaked silk panties down my legs, over my stockings, and leave them crumpled on the elevator floor. He takes my hand and presses it to his crotch, making me feel his ardness through his slacks. “My turn,” he says, unzipping his fly with one hand while using the other to pus me toward the floor.

I kneel, looking up as he pulls out his tool, a throbbing monster that twitches and bobs in my face. My cheeks flush hot again as I realize what he wants. But I’m not gay! I think to myself.

My mouth opens to protest, but then he pushes the purplish head of his cock past my lips and teeth, over my tongue, cutting off my words. He works his cock in slowly, pushing a little further with each thrust. He grabs my hair and starts fucking my face, faster and faster, until I’m drooling around his cock as it pounds in and out of my mouth. My cock is hard again and I can’t help but stroke it, tears mingling with sweat and spit as I realize how fucking turned I am.

His breathing grows ragged, his thrusts speeding up until I’m sure he’s going to cum... but at the last moment he pulls his member from my mouth and steps back, looking down at me. “Get up,” he says, and I do. I look at myself in the mirror - my makeup smeared and running down my face, my wig slightly askew. He pulls my clothes off - dress blazer, blouse, skirt, brassiere - until all I have left are my shoes.

He pushes me forward, bending me until my face is pressed against the wall and my ass is jutting out. He slowly presses forward, finding my anus, making me gasp and struggle, but his body is pressed against me. His cockhead pops inside, making me cry out at the sudden fullness, and slowly he works is cock deep inside me. My cock is steel-hard, oozing cum again as he fucks my ass, pressing me to the wall as he uses me for his pleasure. I scream in mixed pleasure and pain as he takes me, every stroke of his cock bumping up against my prostate, driving me wild. He pulls me backward, lifting my legs off the floor, and holds me up, letting me see just what kind of slut I’ve become.

“Cum, bitch,” he growls in my ear.

I cry out as my cock lets go, spurt after spurt of cum flying to strike the mirrored wall, covering my reflection in a torrent of my own cum. Deep inside me I can feel his cock throb and let loose its own flood, filling my ass with his seed.

He lets go of me and I slide to the floor, his cock sliding from my ass wit a soft, squishy pop sound. I huddle in a corner, my clothes scattered around me as he arranges himself. He leans down and plucks my panties from the floor, slipping them into his pocket. “My office, tomorrow, nine o’clock sharp,” he says, producing a card which he lays on my bra.

The elevator chimes again and he steps out, leaving me alone once again as the doors slide closed.

That was an amazing fantasy. Had my cock hard in my panties leaking pre-cum. :eek:
 
He leads me back to his bedroom. His bed is set up for sex, just a bottom sheet, a towel spread out on it.

He starts to strip me down, telling me that he needs to make me like cock. I am submissive to his touch. He has me naked, my cock in his hand. He pushes me against a wall, pushes my legs apart. His has his other hand on the back of my neck, lips on mine, tongue in my mouth.

He relaxes his grip on my cock, pushes me to my knees. I know what I am supposed to do. I open his jeans, his cock pops free. 8 inches, purple head. In my mouth, gagging. I struggle not to gag, and his cock is hard and thrusting. His scent is strong and I want him to come. I feel his taint and he moans and cums in my mouth.

He pulls me to my feet and I know what he wants. I strip him the rest of the way and he pushes me onto the bed. He mouths me and uses lube on my ass. His finger in my ass push me over the edge and I cum.

I see his cock and take it into my mouth again. He says that if I want his cock that bad, he will give it to me. He will teach me to be greedy. He gets hard. He pushes me face down on the bed, ass up and lubes my ass good. His cock against me, he holds me down and his cock forces into me. I groan. It is too much. I can't take it. He laughs and says that he will break me to his cock. All of it is in me now and I can't take the pressure.

He pulls it out a little and then back into me. I feel every inch of his cock that is taking possession of my ass. I don't think I can go through with this. He tells me that he will let me up when he is done with me. My ass is his.

And it is. He fucks me, fucks me hard. I can't believe how long he lasts. As he gets close, he tells me to roll onto my back. I do and can't believe that my cock is hard. He has a hand on it and he controls me completely. My cock, my ass. All I want is to cum.

And he does, and I do. I feel like I am being turned inside out.

He collapses on me and tells me that my ass is his now. We lay, a sweaty mess. He pulls me into the shower, washes me, I wash him. My ass hurts. My cock is hard but I don't think I can cum again.

We dry off and get dressed. He walks me to his door.

When will I see you again, he asks. Same time next week, I say. Again.
 
I saw this hot chick on a tredmil at the gym the other day. Her sports bra-shirt was soaked in so much sweat you could see the shape of her tits and her nipples. Took everything in my power to not look again. Later, I went into the locker rooms and she went in shortly after, grabbed her bag and then went into the shower. I happened to be walking in that direction and then I saw her shorts and panties drop from under the door. LOL. Serious.

Fantasized all the way home. I just wanted her to open the door a crack and say "come here". I go in..slowly not sure what she wants..she's naked and pulls me in. Then pushes me against the wall and asks if I want to have some fun. Before I can even answer, her tongue is in my mouth and she's ripping my shirt and bra off and I feel her tits against mine so I pull her closer before reaching up and grabbing them. After that..there are variations in the fantasy.
 
I saw this hot chick on a tredmil at the gym the other day. Her sports bra-shirt was soaked in so much sweat you could see the shape of her tits and her nipples. Took everything in my power to not look again. Later, I went into the locker rooms and she went in shortly after, grabbed her bag and then went into the shower. I happened to be walking in that direction and then I saw her shorts and panties drop from under the door. LOL. Serious.

Fantasized all the way home. I just wanted her to open the door a crack and say "come here". I go in..slowly not sure what she wants..she's naked and pulls me in. Then pushes me against the wall and asks if I want to have some fun. Before I can even answer, her tongue is in my mouth and she's ripping my shirt and bra off and I feel her tits against mine so I pull her closer before reaching up and grabbing them. After that..there are variations in the fantasy.

Ooooh, keep going- I was getting somewhere with that....and I read fast!
 
A guy I've met on Lit who's also never had a RT experience with a man, and we've been pm-ing.

It turns out he's only a mile away.

I'm really horny and I suggest he come over and we j/o together.

I've never done anything like that before, and I have him come over because I'll never show up if I'm to go to his place.

I put in my address and hit send. The die is cast.

I'm nervous now. I don't know what's going to happen. I realize someone's coming over, so I tidy up a little.

I realize that I never saw a pic of him. He could be ugly as hell or for some other reason, I might be totally turned off. But then I could just say I've changed my mind, sorry. I could say that anyway, maybe take him out for a beer so he's not too upset.

I've lost my hardon from the anxiety. I play the guitar for a while to try to relax but nothing is working.

Then the knock comes at my door. My heart is pounding hard I go and open it.

He's actually not bad looking. He's in his mid-thirties and in pretty good shape. This makes me even more uncomfortable.

"Hi," I say.

"Hi," the simple reply.

"Please come in."

"Thanks." He steps into my living room. "Nice place."

"I have to tell you, I'm nervous as hell. I'm not sure about this at all."

"Me too. I can't believe I've actually come over here."

"We don't actually have to do anything, you know. We can just talk."

"Sure, maybe that's better. Do you have anything to drink?"

"Um, I've got wine. I don't drink much, so I've actually got some pretty good bottles I've been given that are just sitting here."

"Really? I'm into wine. Show me what you've got."

I start showing him all the different cupboards stuffed with wine bottles. He finds a couple he says are really good.

"Are you sure you want to open this? I mean maybe you've got a special occasion you're saving it for.'

"No, I'm fine. I have way too much of this stuff. Let's try it."

Pretty soon we're like old buddies, sitting in chairs in the living room sipping on a fine Pinot Noir, talking about everything but the thing he came over for.

Then, after about fifteen minutes of this he says, "I feel much better now. I'm glad I met you. You're pretty cool."

"Yeah, I'm glad you came over."

"So...do you want to jack off together?"

"Um, uh..."

"I'll tell you what, just tell me when to stop." With that he stands up and in what seems to be one quick motion unbuckles his belt, opens his pants and drops them to the floor. I haven't been noticing anything, but now that he's pulling his boxers off as well, I see he's got a big, 7" hardon.

I take another deep drink of my wine.

He starts to stroke his cock. "What do you think?" he says.

"I'll see what I can do." My cock has been flaccid the whole time he's been there. But now that his cock is right there only a few feet away, I can feel a stirring in my groin. I stand too, undo my pants and drop my pants and underwear in one go. I'm still wearing my shoes, so I feel a little silly. I sit down and pull my shoes off so I can get my pants off all the way. He does the same.

Now he pulls his shirt off as well and he's totally naked in my apartment, with a big old hard one, stroking it and looking at me. I can't help but look at his cock. It's beautiful, much like mine if an inch longer, thick, cut and with a big purple head on it.

I take my shirt off. My cock is still at half mast.

"Do you want me to help you with that?"

"Um, I don't know."

He steps over to me and grabs my cock. He starts pulling on it and playing with my balls. His hard cock is right in front of me, and in that instant, I imagine taking it in my mouth. As soon as that flight of imagination occurs, my cock springs to life in his hand, quickly throbbing to it's full size.

"Nice cock," he says.

"Yours is nice too, really fine." I grab his cock and start stroking it. I'm fascinated by it. I lean over to look at it as I'm playing with it.

It's only six inches from my face when moves it in towards me. Next thing I know, he's pushing his cock into my lips and I take it in my mouth.

I hear him say, "Oh, yeah." He starts squirming and moving with the sensation in my mouth, gently. He's restraining himself, but as I take him deeper, he starts to let go and move more...
 
A guy I've met on Lit who's also never had a RT experience with a man, and we've been pm-ing.

It turns out he's only a mile away.

I'm really horny and I suggest he come over and we j/o together.

I've never done anything like that before, and I have him come over because I'll never show up if I'm to go to his place.

I put in my address and hit send. The die is cast.

I'm nervous now. I don't know what's going to happen. I realize someone's coming over, so I tidy up a little.

I realize that I never saw a pic of him. He could be ugly as hell or for some other reason, I might be totally turned off. But then I could just say I've changed my mind, sorry. I could say that anyway, maybe take him out for a beer so he's not too upset.

I've lost my hardon from the anxiety. I play the guitar for a while to try to relax but nothing is working.

Then the knock comes at my door. My heart is pounding hard I go and open it.

He's actually not bad looking. He's in his mid-thirties and in pretty good shape. This makes me even more uncomfortable.

"Hi," I say.

"Hi," the simple reply.

"Please come in."

"Thanks." He steps into my living room. "Nice place."

"I have to tell you, I'm nervous as hell. I'm not sure about this at all."

"Me too. I can't believe I've actually come over here."

"We don't actually have to do anything, you know. We can just talk."

"Sure, maybe that's better. Do you have anything to drink?"

"Um, I've got wine. I don't drink much, so I've actually got some pretty good bottles I've been given that are just sitting here."

"Really? I'm into wine. Show me what you've got."

I start showing him all the different cupboards stuffed with wine bottles. He finds a couple he says are really good.

"Are you sure you want to open this? I mean maybe you've got a special occasion you're saving it for.'

"No, I'm fine. I have way too much of this stuff. Let's try it."

Pretty soon we're like old buddies, sitting in chairs in the living room sipping on a fine Pinot Noir, talking about everything but the thing he came over for.

Then, after about fifteen minutes of this he says, "I feel much better now. I'm glad I met you. You're pretty cool."

"Yeah, I'm glad you came over."

"So...do you want to jack off together?"

"Um, uh..."

"I'll tell you what, just tell me when to stop." With that he stands up and in what seems to be one quick motion unbuckles his belt, opens his pants and drops them to the floor. I haven't been noticing anything, but now that he's pulling his boxers off as well, I see he's got a big, 7" hardon.

I take another deep drink of my wine.

He starts to stroke his cock. "What do you think?" he says.

"I'll see what I can do." My cock has been flaccid the whole time he's been there. But now that his cock is right there only a few feet away, I can feel a stirring in my groin. I stand too, undo my pants and drop my pants and underwear in one go. I'm still wearing my shoes, so I feel a little silly. I sit down and pull my shoes off so I can get my pants off all the way. He does the same.

Now he pulls his shirt off as well and he's totally naked in my apartment, with a big old hard one, stroking it and looking at me. I can't help but look at his cock. It's beautiful, much like mine if an inch longer, thick, cut and with a big purple head on it.

I take my shirt off. My cock is still at half mast.

"Do you want me to help you with that?"

"Um, I don't know."

He steps over to me and grabs my cock. He starts pulling on it and playing with my balls. His hard cock is right in front of me, and in that instant, I imagine taking it in my mouth. As soon as that flight of imagination occurs, my cock springs to life in his hand, quickly throbbing to it's full size.

"Nice cock," he says.

"Yours is nice too, really fine." I grab his cock and start stroking it. I'm fascinated by it. I lean over to look at it as I'm playing with it.

It's only six inches from my face when moves it in towards me. Next thing I know, he's pushing his cock into my lips and I take it in my mouth.

I hear him say, "Oh, yeah." He starts squirming and moving with the sensation in my mouth, gently. He's restraining himself, but as I take him deeper, he starts to let go and move more...

A very sexy start to a fantasy! Thank you for sharing it! :kiss:
 
Here's a pic from an orgy I attended several years ago, if anyone is interested. I'm the blond.
 
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