Yes, sir. Part One

Becca pulled the door open and stepped inside bar. It was warm, and nicely crammed with neighborhood folks. They were mostly young college folks and people in their early thirties, young but not too young, hip and modern but laid back and down to earth. It was Becca’s favorite bar crowd. Not that it mattered, not tonight.

She spotted her date, sitting in a booth in a dark corner, only the single candle on the table flickering across his torso and face, giving him away to her. He spotted her, and gave her a nod and a lazy smile. That damn lazy smile that made Becca’s stomach drop.

“Hey,” she said, sitting across from him. “Have you been waiting long?”

Charlie shook his head, “Nope. You’re fine.”

Becca smiled, taking off her coat and setting it beside her on the bench seat.

They held each other’s gaze before Becca laughed. She was saved from acting embarrassed as the waitress came to take their order. Rum and coke for Charlie, pale ale for Becca, and a side of fries between them both.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Charlie asked.

Becca merely shook her head. She didn’t feel the need to explain to him that her stomach was flipping out and that she was nervous as shit. This was only their second date, but already Becca was drunk on Charlie’s…aura? That sort of New Age bullshit seemed to demean what it was that Charlie possessed, but if anything, it was Becca’s sensibilities.

Dirty Thought of the Day

In the bathroom at work, there is an outlet on the wall near the farthest stall. Available for the non battery powered toys, perhaps? There is no other reason why it should be in that spot. Hmmmm.

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Eff Buddy, Part Two, or, The Sex Machine

After such an enthusiastic beginning, Eff Buddy lifted me to my feet and gently pushed me to the bed. He was eager to uphold his end of the bargain we had made. He goes down on me, I blow him the way he likes. The cock sucking he just got was for my own pleasure.

His enthusiasm slayed me. I scooted back on the bed, my knees open to him. He lifted my legs up, instructing me to place them on his shoulders. I did it gladly, and he kneeled in front of my pussy, giving me an evil grin as he licked two fingers before running them up my slit, from bum to clit. I sucked in a sharp breath, then let it out with a happy sigh as he followed  with his warm tongue. His breath against my bare labia sent shivers through my body.

Story #2: Heather

This is a completely true story.

Heather was my first. We never went ALL the way, but we did just about everything else. My favorite was the first time she let me go down on her. It was 1998 and 12 years later, it's as vivid in my memory as if it had happened yesterday.

We'd only been dating a few weeks when this happened. We went to a concert on a Sunday afternoon and then decided to drive around to find a place to make out. We both had roommates and no privacy, so we always messed around in the car. Such was the case at our small college.

We found a church parking lot to make out in. Go figure. After about 30 minutes of kissing, I suggested we get in the backseat of my car so we could stretch out a bit, not that it was that much more room. I had her shirt up and her white little 34B was undone and laying on the seat next to me. She barely filled up that bra, too. I think she couldn't bear to buy an A-cup bra. Wishful thinking, I suppose, on her part. However, I absolutely loved her small little breasts. Her nipples were about as sensitive as they come. Sucking on one and pinching the other would make her squirm, breathe heavy and after a few minutes she'd be bucking her hips looking for the nearest hand that could put some fingers inside her, whether they were mine or hers.

After a few more minutes of that, I was ready to go a little further. Mind you, this was probably only the fourth or fifth time I'd gone past "second base." Ever. I was a late bloomer of sorts. I was always horny and had been masturbating since I was about six or seven years old, but I just never managed to land girlfriends. I was eighteen when all this happened. She was eighteen as well, but was a lot more experienced. I unbuttoned her jeans and undid her belt. It was a spiked belt from Hot Topic, if memory serves. I got my hand on the outside of her black satin panties and could feel the gooey spot down between her legs. She always wore those sexy little satin panties that you can't even find anymore. They had the little bow in the front, and the shiny material always felt slick when her moisture would start soaking through.

Story #1

Friday morning started off pretty great for me. We were out of town, sleeping in someone else's bed. For some reason, that always makes it even more tempting to mess around. I love messing around the morning, too. She rolled over to me so I could spoon her but I was already getting hard before that. I had a feeling we might have some sex. She snuggled up to me while I pressed my morning erection against her backside. She was wearing some thin tights and I'm certain she could feel what I had going on. I was rubbing her stomach under her shirt. I love the skin of her belly. It's always so soft and warm. Just rubbing on her stomach will usually bring me to a state of arousal.

She turned to kiss me and I think she meant it to be a quick "good morning" kiss. I slipped her my tongue ever so softly. She resisted for a moment, I'm certain because we hadn't yet gotten up and brushed our teeth. She quickly joined in the fun, exploring my mouth with her tongue and I hers. She rolled over to face me, our legs intertwining. We kissed for what seemed like an hour, my hand groping her all over. I slid my hand down the front of her tights and found her special place to be wetter than usual. After a few moments inside, I drew my fingers to her face. She took my cue and took her own fingers into her mouth. Then, she kissed me. The scent and taste of her womanly areas are a sure turn-on for me. I went from hard to harder, in an instant. She soon worked her hand into my boxers. I had on the loose ones, which gave her some room to work. With one squeeze there was enough pre-come to make the entire length nice and slick. She gave a few strokes and then I placed my hand on top of hers and told her to wait. It had been about two weeks since my last orgasm and I was already on edge.

The Eff Buddy, Part One

I have one of life’s greatest treasures; an Eff Buddy. We like each other enough to be able to connect as friends and human beings, but I have no desire to be in a relationship with him…or even hang out on a regular basis. That would mean he would become a Friend with Benefits…and I already have one of those.

Anyway, Eff Buddy is a nerd, which is hot. He is also active in various martial arts clubs and classes, which is even hotter. He’s not necessarily a good looking guy, his body isn’t particularly firm or toned…but it’s all good with me because he more than makes up for it in many, many other ways. You see, Eff Buddy is blessed with girth. Oh yes, he has a cock that will. not. quit. Also? He won't quit. He can last for as long as I need to him last, and this has nearly brought me to orgasm quite a few times.

The last time I...what do kids say these days? Hooked up? (For the record, I'm in my early thirties) The last time we hooked up was probably one of the hottest things I've experienced.



I had been talking to my long distance, sort of boyfriend (it's complicated...), and we had spent several hours talking dirty to each other, and watching each other touch ourselves. I rarely come when other people are watching or present, so after we hung up, I was still very sensitive and very horny. I was about to turn off my light to get started when I got a text from Eff Buddy wanting to know what I was up to. With my phone in one hand, and my miracle vibrator in the other, I sat up and replied that I was just about to go to bed.

When Eff Buddy wants to come over and fuck, he always says "You know, I could be there in twenty minutes." That just drives me wild. The thought that I could be sucking his cock in twenty minutes gets me every time. I'm quite powerless when I'm daydreaming.

Since it was late, my roommate had already gone to bed, so I agreed that he could come over, but we'd have to be very quiet. He headed out, and I headed into the shower to clean up. I sat in the living room waiting for him in just a casual summer dress, no bra, no underwear, my pussy damp with anticipation.

I so needed to just fuck that I forgot that I had keys to an empty house that I was looking in on for some friends. Damn. Luckily he arrived pretty quickly.

Ahhh, Eff Buddy! I pulled him into my apartment, wrapped my arm around his waist and gave him a big sloppy kiss. He grabbed my ass, gave it a squeeze, and ran his hand down and underneath my dress. He smiled as he felt my nakedness.

"Aren't you a good girl?"

"Always." I replied with a smirk. His domineering aire made me weak in the knees, but I made sure that he knew who was really in charge. He was only allowed to do what I gave him permission to do, and this got him going in a big way.

I then told him about the empty house, my friends' big bed, and he readily agreed to follow me out there. I was so dripping in my nether regions that I was actually shivering on the drive out there. It was either that, or I was just so turned on that I could barely contain myself.

It was late enough in the night, that the nosy neighbors weren't up to see me and a strange man arrive at the house. We entered quickly, and I practically jumped on him, shoving my tongue down his throat, grabbing the back of his head to pull him closer.

He laughed, pulling himself away from me saying, "Let's get busy, hon."

I was almost like a little girl on Christmas day, only I was running upstairs instead of down. He was highly amused at me, which made me laugh, which made the whole situation just...fucking awesome. We were gonna play! Wahoo!

We shut the bedroom door, and he stopped me to pull my dress off. I stood naked in front of him, unashamed and bold as I rubbed his crotch over his jeans. The boy was as ready as I was. He grabbed my one of my size DDD boobies, rolling my hard nipple between his fingers. A jolt shot through me, standing me up on my toes, pulling him near to me, biting his ear. He did it again and I squealed in ecstasy. He knew what that did to me. Nipple play practically opens the doors to heaven, bringing me so fucking close to orgasm.

We kissed deeply, and I decided that I needed his cock in my mouth. Now. I had been fantasizing about his dick since the last time we fucked, and I needed it. I needed to give it my adoration and love. I sank to my knees, much to his delight, and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his buttons, unzipped his zip...oh, glory be. Pulling down his jeans and underwear, he steadied himself on my shoulders as he stepped out of them, his chubby bobbing in front of my face.

Looking up to him, I stroked him slowly with my hand, grinning as he took a sharp breath. One of the things I appreciate is enthusiastic feedback, and Eff Buddy gave VERY enthusiastic feedback. He wasn't afraid to moan...loudly.

I took him in my my mouth, deeply, giving him just enough suction to make him grab my hair. Yes, good boy. I got his cock sopping wet in my mouth, slow and deep, feeling him harden and grow. Then I took my tongue and ran it from the base of his dick, to right underneath his head where I ran my tongue around and underneath the ridge, and then up underneath his cock and then finally taking the head in my mouth. I only went as deep as the head this time, sucking, licking, as he tightened his grip on my hair.

After repeating what I had just done a couple of more times, I then took him fully, to the back of my throat and let him fuck me as much as he wanted to, which turned out to me not so much. I looked up to him after he pulled his cock away from me, and he stroked my hair, "You are so, so amazing." I smiled. I lived for that.

To be continued...

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