| Kinky Sex In The Locker Room |
[Aug. 6th, 2006|12:57 pm] |
(This is an adult story, so be over 18)
I never knew girls were as kinky as guys until my sophmore year of college. I was living in the dorms, just a typical college guy, but I’m sort of shy, I guess, so I never had much luck with hook-ups. I’m a good looking guy, but I usually freeze up and act stupid when I talk to girls. So lots of masturbation for me.
That’s what got me in trouble. See, I have crush on the girl in the room next door. Well, actually, I totally lust after her. Her name is Lisa, and she’s amazing: Curly brown hair, blue eyes, pale skin…and a perfect body. Thin, perfectly shaped little breasts and an amazing, round ass. I’d watch her walk to class in her little belly shirts and tight low-rise jeans, practically drooling, but I could never quite talk to her.
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| The Meeting |
[May. 31st, 2005|02:34 pm] |
I didn't really start this journal thing to meet people in real life, but when I got her email, I started thinking about it.
She was 23. A normal college girl� Not too much experience with sex, but she was a closet pervert, she told me. Her friends thought she was kind of conservative: she'd only slept with 3 guys before, two of them boyfriends and one a drunken one night stand. She'd been a little too shy and too intimidated to bring up her more far-out side with anyone.
But she wrote about it to me, felt comfortable bringing it up because we were anonymous. She told me how she'd play with herself at night to fantasies of faceless men tying her up and ravishing her. She said she wanted a commanding figure to take charge of her sexually� treat her like a wanton slut�a horny little fuck-toy to be rammed hard, with no apology, drama, strings or regret. She wrote that she'd never done anything like that in real life, but she was starting to think she wanted to give it a try.
"Well, what's stopping you? Why don't I fly out there?" I wrote to her, never thinking she'd take the offer of a random internet stranger seriously.
But she did.
We arranged the meeting without even a single phone call. I was going to meet her in room 12 of the Holiday Inn by her school on Saturday. She was to check in as Mrs. Smith, strip down to her bra and panties and lie on the bed, blindfolded and waiting for me.
So, I'm flying in, and my cock is hard for the entire plane trip, but I'm also having second thoughts� I honestly didn't think she'd go through with it, and I'd never even seen a picture of this girl. I've never spoken to her, either. For all I know she's yanking my chain and isn't going to show up�or she's a guy or something� But still, I hadn't gotten any in awhile and the thought of a young lady letting me go totally wild with her in a cheap motel room was worth the gamble--That's a pretty big payoff. I didn't even care what she looked like, honestly, it wasn't about that. It was just two equally perverted people trying something new�
I'm hiding my hard-on with a briefcase by the time I get to the front desk. She's there. The desk clerk tells me Mrs. Smith is checked into the right room� Shit, this looks like it might really happen� I go up to the door� it's unlocked� I'm ready to make an escape if there's a serial killer on the other side of the door�I push the door open, trying to keep perfectly silent�
The sunlight filters into the room, and she's lying there on the bed, just like I'd told her to, wearing a couple scraps of black satin and a blindfold. She's been totally honest about how she looks�this isn't a porn magazine, so she's not a supermodel, but she's definitely cute� a regular-looking college girl, dirty blonde curly hair, a little flesh on her bones, generous hips, a good-size rack� succulent is the word� I slam the door hard and she starts, reaching for the blindfold�
"Leave it on," I say, doing my best impression of commanding dom. "Put both hands down and spread your legs, knees up, and feet on the bed."
It works. Her hands are shaking as she slowly lowers them to her sides and puts her knees in the air, pelvis tilted up wantonly. She's breathing heavily, half excitement and half fear, I think� I walk around her slowly, checking out her pale, fleshy body� very nice�
I reach down to touch her belly and she flinches, then relaxes� I feel her warm flesh tense, but I keep on tickling her belly, tracing small circles around and around� she's breathing a little faster now� then a sharp intake of breath as I touch her inner thigh. Her legs spread a little wider as I trace up her thighs with my finger tips, sitting on the still-maid bed and leaning into her panty covered crotch�
This is going to be a fun afternoon�. I think to myself.
lean in and inhale the scent of her sweet pussy... it practically makes me dizzy... I reach up and pull her panties off, suddenly, exposing her hairy pussy to me. She gasps, suddenly exposed and starts to close her legs. I stop her. hold them open...
"You'll keep your legs spread for me. Do you hear?"
She nods.
I slap the inside of her thigh hard, and she startles, but keeps her legs spread wide for me.
"Address me as 'sir.'" I say menacingly, hoping this isn't too much and she won't be scared away.
"Yes, sir," she says, a little embarrassed.
I touch her pussy lips lightly, tracing up her shiny, wet slit. Her lips are swollen and she tilts her pelvis up towards me. She gasps as I very lightly touch her clit.
"You like it, don't you?" I whisper. "You want me to keep touching you, don't you?" I say.
"Yes, please, sir..." She says.
"You'll have to earn it, slave." I say sharply, moving away from her. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Now."
She does it, instantly hanging her wet, pink tongue out of her mouth.
I move away from the bed, leaving her there, blindfolded, spread legged, in only a bra, her tongue hanging out, and quickly strip off my clothes. My cock is at full attention, and I straddle her neck and gently put the tip against her tongue, holding my bulging dick with my fist and slowly stroking it while tapping the head on her tongue.
The anonimity of it is making me very bold, and I force my cock into her waiting mouth. She goes crazy on the head, swirling it around in circles, sucking, moving her head up and down rythmically. I can tell she's doing everything she can to make it good for me. Very nice...
I pull out of her mouth, kind of turn around and slowly feed my dick into her mouth again, finding her pussy with my lips. Classic 69 position. She grabs my ass and takes more of my meat, moaning as I find her pearl with my tongue and flick it.
I feel her pulling me into her mouth, trying to take all of my cock in her thoat, feel her hot desperate breath as she forces my dick down her throat... She's gagging and spittle is running out of her mouth as she manages to finally relax her throat and accept my cock...
I go to work on her clit... flicking it in a steady rythm to my cock in her mouth... I stick two, then threee fingers up her cunt-hole, grinding them in time with my tongue and her blowjob...
Then we get serious: She's working my cock with one hand, jerking me off into her mouth, while cupping my balls with the other, while I finger fuck her hard and lap at her cunt like a thirsty dog at a waterbowl...
I feel my balls tightening up, and she moans faster, the sound muffled by the cock in her mouth... Suddenly her legs clamp around my head, burying me in her ample thighs as her orgasm courses through her... I feel wave after wave of muscles spasms as she comes for me hard...
They subside, and all is still...
"Take off your blindfold, slave." I say, stadning up in front of the bed. She does...and she smiles at what she sees in front of her: A lean but muscular man, standing spread legged and stroking his big hard dick...
"You got off...now it's time for you to get me off. Come over here and get me off, slave."
She kneels in front of me instantly and begins franttically stroking my cock, looking up at me with her big blue eyes...
"Sir, do you want to cum on me?" She asks. I can only nod as she continues to jerk me off...
"I'm gonna squirt all over your big titties, slave." I say.. She moans and jerks me off harder, onto her tits...
It hits me... my muscles tense and jets of cum shoot out of my prick and shower her big breasts, spray her face and belly, seem to never end...
We've been a couple since that first night...and when people ask how we met, we always make up a different story. |
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