Telling my boyfriend about my past adventures
So my boyfriend has been asking me about the best sex experiences that I had before him. I have shared a few experiences with him this past week while we have been having sex and one time while I was giving him a handy.
Iāll start by saying that he is by far the best I have been with and definitely the wildest.
That being said, l used to work at a Quicksilver store when I was in highschool. Upon closing the stores, I would always flirt with Rudy who was very built and an incredibly attractive man. I had a boyfriend at the time but Rudy was persistent.
In time, my relationship started going down hill and I got more friendly with Rudy at work. He took this as a sign that it was OK to be more aggressive with his moves and would often slap my as when I was folding cloths and whatnot. I was enjoying the attention I was getting and would let him get away with it.
One day I was wearing a normal length skirt and he boldly reached under to slap my bare ass while we were closing the store. Well I was wearing a thong but he got all cheek and squeezed. I felt his large hands with his FIRM grip on my ass and it turned me on. I playfully slapped him and continued folding.
As we were finishing up, I saw him towards the back of the store reaching up to hang a shirt so I reached around him, giving him a soft slap and grip over his crotch.
I was surprised at how much āmaterialā I got a hold of. My eyes widened and my breath rapidly picked up.
My intention was to get back at him for all the times he slapped my ass. I managed to studder, āhow do you like it when I do it to you?ā
He replied, āfeel free to do that whenever you please. Plus I think you liked it.ā
āYou would say something like that, idiot,ā I playfully said as I walked away.
I couldnāt help but keep thinking about what I felt. How big was he? Was it completely soft? Was grabbing my ass turning him on?
By the time we put the alarm, I had convinced myself that I had to see it. So there I was devising a plan.
Since it was late, it was custom when closing that the men would walk the women to the car. It was dark and the lot was empty, plus there have been reported incidents Iām the past.
As we got to my car he leaned in to hug me goodbye. I separated myself a little and swung my arm between us reaching for his crotch again. I actually missed and readjusted my aim. Jiggling his crotch, I asked, āso what have you been hiding in there, huh?ā
I could tell he was shocked by my actions so I broke the silence and said, āIām not going to lie, I was kind of impressed by what I felt at the store. I couldnāt stop thinking about it.ā
His cocky response confirmed that I was going to have to investigate as he said, āwhen you feel almost 9 inches in your hand, you might be even more impressed.ā
I figured he full of shit so I responded, ā9 inches, B.S. prove it.ā
āSee for yourself,ā he said.
So I grabbed him by the belt buckle and pulled him towards the open car door. I undid his belt and sat at the edge of the seat. I pulled the sipper down and undid the button. Slowly I peeled down both his boxers and jeans revealing a growing masterpiece of a penis.
I could feel the wetness building up between my legs and my thong was getting moist.
I pulled the jeans half way down his thigh and his cock rested over his scrunched jeans. He reached for it and pointed it upwards as it continued to grow. At this point I was looking at about 7 inches right in front of my face. A beautiful looking penis too. It was thick and proportionate.
He broke the silence when he said, āI know itās not like anything you have seen before but if you donāt close your mouth, Iām going to have to put it in.ā
With that, I looked up into his eyes and with a smile, I opened my mouth wider.
Here we were in the parking lot outside of the store and his cock was slipping passed my lips and into my drooling mouth. My tongue flicking around, exploring the taste.
I grabbed hold of its base and felt it grow to its full 8 (maybe 8.5) inches. I sucked on his cock from all angles and could barely fit half in my mouth.
After about a minute, I let go and stepped out the car. I opened the back seat and led him in by his cock. I leaned back and spread my legs. He climbed right over me and I started rubbing his dick right over my clit covered only by a lace thong.
My breathing was heavy and so was his. I needed him. I needed to feel what this was like inside of me.
I kept fiddling with the hem of the thong trying to slide his cock under them and he hooked the side and lifted it up. The gap allowed me to move his cock inside my panties and I started rubbing my bare clit with the bottom of his members head.
I remember my legs shaking and me sliding him up and down my slit. He was covered in my juices and I let him linger over my hole. He started pushing in as he spread my legs apart. About an inch was in when he asked if I had a condom. I told him I was on the pill and he gave the sexiest grin. With my hand still wrapped around, we managed to fit in about 6 inches.
Now he was reaching parts that have never been explored. The feeling of fulness was unexplainable. I remember my mouth going dry and my eyes rolling back. I was so close to cumming when his 8 inches were finally all the way in and his pelvis pushed down on my clit. He pumped for another minute or two while I got closer but he lost his cool and started cumming DEEP inside me.
I hadnāt cum yet so I reached down for my clit and started rubbing and tugging on it as he kept releasing inside of me.
He pulled back and watched me as I started to cum. As my pussy tightened, his cum started leaking out so I cupped it and used it as lube to roll my fingers over my clit. This sent me over the edge and I started shaking under his weight.
I could smell the cum in the car mixed with my juices as I continued to erupt. Finally I let my hand slip out my panties and layed there with my eyes closed.
He mentioned that I was the hottest thing he had ever been with and how much he loved watching me do that.
I told him I should get going and he got his pants on and left.
On my way home, I scooped the dripping cum on my fingers and tasted everything that leaked out.
When I got home, my boyfriend gave me a call telling me he was on his way to hang out for a little.
I didnāt have time (or energy) to shower so I stayed as I was and changed into my pajamas and a new pair of panties.
When my boyfriend got there, I could tell why he was so eager to come by. He was horny and he immediately greeted me by shoving his tongue down my throat. I kept thinking to myself that he was now tasting Rudyās cum. He didnāt mention anything about the taste.
As we layed in bed spooning and watching movies, he reached under the elastic of my shorts and panties and started fingering me. He slid in without any resistance and commented that he had 3 fingers inside me. Honestly I didnāt notice he was using more than normal but this was all turning me on. I had been a naughty girlfriend and he had no idea. Moreover, it was turning me on more. I moved his hands and rolled over on top of him.
I yanked his shorts down and took him in my mouth, remenicing about Rudy. I strutted him that night and took my second load. He commented on how wet I was but he never found out about Rudy. We broke up two week later but not before two other sessions with Rudy.
The part about my boyfriend when I got home was not true. I continued making that part up for my boyfriend @SharedGirlfriend since I knew he would get a kick out of that. Other than that, everything else is completely true.
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