Have you ever seen someone for the first time and felt an immediate lustful desire to fuck him, or her? I had one such experience just a few weeks ago. I was at a bar that bordered the bay when I saw him. He was tall, with blue eyes, blond hair, broad shoulders, and my kind of man.
I had a few drinks in me, but that wasn’t the reason I got off my stool, walked over to him, and without saying a word, I planted a lip-lock on him that swept him off his feet. Most men don’t reason why. They just do or die. This guy was a doer! Three seconds into that kiss, he had locked his arms around me and bent me backward while shoving his tongue down my throat.
“You want to get out of this place?” he asked after we broke our ‘getting acquainted’ kiss.
“Yes,” I answered.
“I’m Daniel,” he said as we exited the bar.
“Ann,” I replied.
When we got to his pickup truck, I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and pressed my lips tightly to his. Our bodies pressed together. My breasts squashed against his hard chest, and something else of his turned hard as it rubbed against my pelvis.
Our tongues knotted together as we shared another deep, passionate kiss. I sucked on Daniel’s tongue the way I planned to suck his cock. Feeling more heat building between us, we stopped kissing and got inside the bench seat cab of his truck.
He slipped his key into the ignition and said, “Let’s get a room.”
“I don’t think I could wait that long,” I said and reached over to attack the zipper on his trousers. I quickly loosened his trousers. He lifted his ass off the seat and helped me tug them down his legs. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of his white cotton briefs and tugged them down. His cock sprung out so fast it nearly hit me in the face. The man was super-hard, and his cock was pointing straight up North.
“Oh-my!” I gasped as I dodged the close call with his cock.
My first impulse was to wrap my hand around his cock, and when I did, I could barely wrap my fingers around his thick, veiny shaft. It felt so good to hold. I began to stroke him up, over the top, and back down again. He watched as my hand deftly rubbed up and down his cock. He relished the feeling of my soft hand stroking his manhood. He leaned over and gently kissed my lips as I continued stroking him.
I realized that I needed a release as much as Daniel was. I was so wet that my juices had saturated the gusset of my panties, adding to the sticky moisture between my thighs. As my juices continued to seep from my pussy, my hand released his throbbing cock, in favor of hiking my skirt and discarding my wet panties.
I left my platform heels on the floor of the truck. Then I braced my feet on the dashboard and raised my ass off the seat to pull my panties down my legs. When my panties were dangling on the big toe of my left foot, I playfully raised my foot and hung my wet panties on his rearview mirror.
I was so fucking hot at this point I swiveled my ass on that vinyl bench seat and spread my legs wide open, allowing Daniel to get a full view of my pussy. He reached for my pussy, and I for his cock, and we began stroking each other.
When I saw pre-cum leaking from his cock, I lowered my mouth over it and swiped his pre-cum from the end of his cock, while his fingers continued to pleasure my pussy. I took his cock into my mouth and let it slowly slide between my tongue and palate.
I sucked Daniel’s cock while he fingered my pussy, and I wondered who would cum first. It turned out to be me. Daniel’s talented fingers were too much for me. Hot orgasmic juice squirted from my pussy in a great gush that soaked his hand and the seat beneath me.
Now I had to get him off, and I was hungry for his cum. I began to suck him hard even as my body continued to tremble and shake from my orgasm. I sucked him so hard my cheeks were concave, as my lips remained tightly sealed around his shaft. The suction I created pulled more pre-cum through his cock. It was a tasty prelude for what will come.
I soon felt his body go rigid. I heard him groan. I felt his cock swell. I felt his hands caressing my head as he arched his hips and shoved his cock deeper into my mouth. The tip of his cock pressed against my tonsils when he grunted and released a thick, hot, deliciously nasty volley of cum in my mouth and throat.
I always get a thrilling blood rush when I let a man cum inside my mouth. As a cum-hungry slut I can never get enough of it! Daniel’s load was so large that some dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin. I continued to draw on his cock until I was sure I had drained him completely dry. Then I let his cock slip from my puffy lips and gently tucked his spent cock inside his trousers.
I let Daniel follow my car with his truck to my house because I wanted to take him to my nest. During the drive, I kept my hand between my legs and my fingers rubbing my panty-less pussy. I gave myself an orgasm a block before we reached my home, and my pussy was juicier than it had been all night.
After we entered my house, Daniel held my face in his hands and planted his lips on mine with a gentle kiss. “Thanks for inviting me into your home, Ann,” he said.
“Would you like to see my bedroom?” I asked.
“Sure.”
We entered my bedroom, and Daniel gently grabbed the bottom of my black cocktail dress and lifted over my head. I left my heels in Daniel’s truck, my panties were hanging on his rearview mirror, and I was braless, so Daniel had the pleasure of viewing my full monte.
He took in my nakedness for a brief moment. Then he bent his head down to my breasts and kissed my nipples. He looked at me again, taking in each part of my body as if he were taking photos of me with his eyes. We kissed and embraced once again while still on our feet.
At this intense moment of my nudity, my pussy was on fire! I desperately needed his cock inside me. It was time for me to take control. I grabbed his hand and sat him in the overstuffed chair in the corner of my bedroom. I knelt on one knee and took off his shoes and socks. He assisted me in taking off the rest of his clothes.
When I had Daniel naked and sitting in the chair, I turned my back to him and hovered my ass over his lap. He held up his cock as I centered my pussy over it and slowly lowered. Daniel’s beautiful cock was 90 percent erect, and he let out a hiss of air as his cock entered my pussy. Then I let out a moan when the backs of my thighs met the top of his.
Slowly and deliberately, I gyrated my hips, I enjoyed the pleasure of his hot cock searing the walls of my vagina. Up and down and round and round I fucked him, trying to make our first act of intercourse last as long as possible. Daniel reached around to my breasts. He kneaded them with his hands, then he ran his fingers over my nipples and made them stand erect.
He could tell I liked having him toying with my breasts while we fucked. He had me turn to face him, and we continued to fuck, only this time, his mouth went toward my nipples. He wrapped his lips around my left areola and slurped my nipple into his mouth. “Ohhh,” I moaned as I felt the delicious pleasure of his tongue flicking my teat.
He did the same to my right nipple. Pleasurable moans escaped my lips as he pleasured my tits, and my gyrations on his cock increased in speed as I moved my hips to make him go deeper. He went back and forth, feeding on my nipples like a baby sucking for milk. Then he pulled on my teats with his teeth and tickled them with his tongue.
My hips moved faster, increasing the wet friction between his cock and the walls of my cunt. Suddenly, his hands grabbed my hips and held me up as he began to thrust his cock up and into me. I buried my face in the soft curve of his neck and began kissing there. His hard upward thrusts had me bouncing on his lap, and minutes later, I orgasmed. It felt like my body had exploded from head to toe, leaving me dizzy.
I bit his neck as a second series of waves rolled through me. My pussy constricted around his cock, and my pulse rocketed when I felt his cock pulsate and flood my cunt with his hot seed.
We stayed connected, and he gathered me into his arms, now coated with a fine sheen of sweat, as we sat panting, our chests heaving in unison. I covered with kisses the area of his neck where I had bit during my orgasm.
I looked at Daniel. His eyes had a dazed look to them as he stared into mine. Our bodies slowly recovered from our massive climax. I got up from Daniel’s lap and felt my muscles strain from our recent activities. Daniel stood up beside me, his cock hung lifeless between his legs. Was this the end of Daniel? I wasn’t ready to let him go just yet.
“That was amazing,” said Daniel when he caught his breath.
“The best I’ve had in a while. You’re quite a stud, Daniel!”
“Stop it, you’ll make me blush,” Daniel laughed mockingly. “Let’s shower and wash some of this sweat off us.”
“Sounds like a good idea,” I said in agreement.
I grabbed Daniel’s hand and led him into the bathroom. I stuffed my hair into a shower cap to keep it dry, then I turned on the shower and waited for it to warm. Daniel followed me in and moved to the back of the stall.
“Why are you so far away?” I said as I grabbed him and pulled him to me under the spray. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. We pressed our wet bodies together and kissed. Our kiss lingered on as we both savored every moment.
After our kiss ended, I grabbed the soap and washcloth. I worked up a generous lather and started on Daniel’s shoulders and back. I spent a pleasurable amount of time washing Daniel’s ass and reaching between his legs to scrub his balls. Then I went down on one knee to soap the back of his legs from his ass to his feet.
After I had his backside soaped up, I stood and turned him around to face me. I felt his cock brush my thigh. I looked down and discovered it coming to life again. I started washing his shoulders, arms, chest, and abs. I knelt on both knees, and purposefully neglected his crotch, and went for his legs.
I washed Daniel’s legs from his feet to his balls. He must have liked it because his cock was as hard as a rock. Instead of using the washcloth, I used my soaped hand to wash his cock, using back-and-forth strokes. Daniel closed his eyes and threw his head back, relishing the pleasure of my hand around his cock.
I had him as hard as he was going to get, and I didn’t want to make him cum, just yet. Suddenly, I released his cock from my grasp and stood up. He gave me a quizzical look, and I handed him the washcloth.
“My turn. Rinse off and then wash me. Everywhere!” I said.
My pussy ached for his touch. No, my whole body ached for his touch. My pussy ached for his cock. That was more how it felt.
Daniel and I exchanged places. As we did, my tit rubbed the side of his arm, sending a spark through my nipple that shot straight to my clit. He ran the soapy washcloth slowly up my left arm, across my shoulders, and down my right arm, and at the same time, he reached around to my front with his other hand and squeezed my breasts.
“Mmm, I like that,” I whispered as I felt my nipples blossom.
I felt the washcloth travel down my back, then up and down, and all around the cheeks of my ass. The soapy cloth traveled down the backs of my legs to my feet. Daniel got on both knees behind me, pressed his face between the cheeks of my ass, and tongued my bunghole while he reached around my front and washed my pussy.
Within minutes, Daniel had me sizzling with lust. Then he stood and grabbed my shoulder, turning me to face him. Circling an arm about my middle, he roughly pulled me to him. His tongue invaded my mouth when we kissed. His tongue and lips sent me into a dizzy head-spin when he finally raised his mouth from mine.
He gazed into my eyes and released me from his grip around my waist. Getting handled a bit roughly added to my passion. We ended up fucking in the shower. The first time, he pinned my back to the wall, lifted my leg with one hand, and guided his cock with his other hand. As soon as I felt him enter my cunt, I swung my legs around his hips and held to him like a monkey in a banana tree. I had a tremendous orgasm.
Then he turned me around and had me bend forward with my hands bracing the wall. He stood behind me and watched the water beating off my back. Then I felt his cock slide into my hot juicy cunt. His hands came down on my hips, and his fingers turned into claws as he held me still while he rammed his cock harder and harder in and out of my juicy hole. I orgasmed twice more before he stopped fucking me.
“Why did you stop?” I asked after he pulled out.
“I want you to finish me off in your mouth,” he said.
I liked how direct he sounded. I owed him that for the great sex he gave me. Besides, sucking cock is my favorite thing to do. I get as much pleasure from it as the man does. I remembered how delicious and nasty his cum tasted when I sucked him off in his pickup truck.
“I would love that,” I softly replied.
Daniel stood at the back of the shower. I grasped his erect member and pulled him to me. Then I got on my knees to massage his cock and balls. I love playing with a man’s cock. My fascination with the male phallus is something I cannot explain, even to myself.
My desire for cock is insatiable. If I could have sex with a different man every day for the rest of my life, it still wouldn’t be enough. My sexual therapist told me that I am a borderline nymphomaniac. I can’t fight it, so why not enjoy it?
I gently brought my mouth to his cock and taunted the smooth head of his cock with my lips and tongue. Once again, Daniel leaned his head back, squeezed his eyes shut, and let out a lustful moan. I let my tongue do a whirly swirly around the head of his cock before I lapped the shaft all around and up and down. I gave him an erotic blowjob, worshiping it with my tongue before drawing it down my throat. I gave him a hungry blowjob, slurping and slobbering on his cock until my saliva dripped from his balls. And I was hungry for his cum. I am a cum-hungry slut, I cannot help it.
Daniel watched me suck his cock. He watched my head bob faster, his cock going deeper, and my cheeks hollowing as my suction increased. My reward came in several thick and tasty wads of cum that quickly filled my mouth. I let him finish, and then I opened my mouth to show him what he did before I closed my mouth and swallowed. It went down my throat like a salty snail. I love salty snails.
“How did you like it? I asked.
“It was wonderful. You are amazingly talented, but it is getting late, and I really have to go,” he said.
I was a little disappointed to hear him tell me he was leaving, but I got what I needed, and for Daniel, this would be a night I am sure will remain with him forever. I have been to that bar several times since then, but I have never seen him again since that night.
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Daniel, if you happen by chance to read my story, you can keep the panties that I left handing on your rearview mirror, but I would love to get back my seven-hundred-dollar stilettos that I left on the floor of your pickup truck. You remember where I live, don’t you?
