Hi everyone! I said I’d bring a sexy adventure so I shall. Alrighty, this one isn’t with RocknRolla as time and distance hasn’t agreed with us for a bit- the one time I’ve seen him he was somewhat occupied for most of it (he was playing in a tournament and invited me along- during every break he came up to me and we chatted. At the end we hugged and I gave him a kiss on the cheek. It was really chaste but so cute!) so at the moment, we’re not tearing off one another’s clothes just yet, hehehehe! By that definition, we’ve sorted out a few things- I like him and he likes me, but we haven’t necessarily hung out physically enough to see if we work as a serious couple yet, so until we do, we’re both pretty much free to have a bit of fun provided we don’t fuck one another around or forget that we want to be serious at some point.
So with that in mind, I headed down to my local watering hole under the invite of two of my drinking buddies- Yan and Hents. I must admit I’ve lusted after Hents for a while; he’s a witty chap who loves to pride himself on being a bit of a dick but having known quite a few dicks in my time, I know he’s not as horrible as he wants to present himself as. He’s quite funny and we have a lot of similar interest, so had RocknRolla not been in my life, I’d probably ask him out…..he wouldn’t take me seriously though, hehehehehe! No problem though, he’s fun to have a few drinkies with.
Then there’s Yan. I’ve been friends with Yan for ages but that’s it- just friends. He’s a funny and lovely guy but honestly, I can’t see myself with him and to be honest, of late he’s unnerved me a bit. In our last drinking session I began talking about my kinky tastes just as conversation and he became realllllly interested, even texting Major (he’s also a drinking buddy even though he likes to be a dick) later going ‘She was soooo into me.’ Um, no I wasn’t. No I wasn’t.
So anyway, I arrived and immediately Yan started treating me quite favourably, beginning to tell me how he’d lusted after me for years and asking why I never reciprocated how he felt. For one he’d never said anything and for another, we’re just friends and I’m no mindreader- I cannot read obscure signals or anything; if you like me, then tell me. So basically I was trying to keep him at arms length as much as I could without seeming standoffish, understanding exactly how Major may have felt. I was also telling him about RocknRolla and he found every reason to hate him- “Seriously, an hour away’s not gonna work. A boyfriend should be 10 minutes away, tops”- which was a warning sign as I used to pull the same shit with Major back in the day. In the meantime I ordered a few cocktails and became a little sozzled, at least enough to blame my affectionate nature on it. Major arrived after getting ready like a big primadonna (seriously, we’d been drinking for 2 hours after he texted me asking if I was going to the bar. It’s like drinking with Diana Ross) and I distinctly remember having my arms around Yan and Hents, having them rest on my boobspace. Major said he felt disturbed by it- served him right for being 2 hours late.
Anyway, somehow I gradually managed to get closer to Hents ending up with us frenching one another in the corner- I never turn down a good round of frenching from a gorgeous chap such as himself! However, I felt a little bad for Yan- I know what it’s like to like someone for ages to never have them let on to your affections, so I gave him a kiss to at least sate his affections a little; with everything, at least he got to kiss me. However, my attention was diverted to Hentz, his nimble tongue definitely threw my mind into the gutter and the way he fondled my thigh gave me enough knowledge to see that his was too. Yan tried his luck at fondling my thigh too, muttering “I bet this is making you wet right now” Um, no….no it’s not. Now get away from me. Before long, we’d hitched a ride with a friend of ours back to his place with Yan and Major in tow.
The whole ride Major sat in between Hentz and I, so Hentz with this difficulty fondled my ears and hair which made me drip into my thighs. People underestimate how sexy the ears can be so feeling this was wonderful. I would’ve been shattered if I didn’t at least get another kiss, Vicomte de Valmont style of course, heheheh!
We arrived at his place and of course I looked for his room as quickly as I could. As soon as I was in there, I saw Yan and Major standing at the door and felt so very tempted to go ‘Um, fuck off guys!’ however soon Yan heard the gurgle of a bong and was gone (another reason he doesn’t interest me- is notorious for pulling cones on a frequent basis) and Major stuck around going “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Well Major, if you started blowing guys I’d be very surprised considering you squirm at the very mention of anything remotely gay and also I’m kinky, odds are I have already done things you wouldn’t do. It was sweet of him though, showing that he cared. All the warm and fuzzy feelings were replaced by warm and erotic ones however when Hents came back, kindly shutting the door behind him.
He sat down on his bed and I came over, straddling and kissing him back on the bed. He fondled my crotch and I took off my top. He was quite a good kisser and wasn’t adverse to biting me which I loved! I was wearing a leather bustier underneath which despite it’s six hooks, he managed to take off without any hassle. Soon his top was gone and I was happy- his body was thin and pasty, just what I love.
However, Yan being Yan decided to walk in shirtless halfway through, prompting me to cover my tits while Hents was above me. The drunken/stoned banter between them has escaped me however Yan proceeded to take his cock out, further prompting me to tell him to kindly fuck off. I was definitely NOT having a threesome with Yan, especially when I only wanted to be played with by Hents.
Soon my jeans and panties were off and I was left staring at the ceiling with a very gifted tongue working my very, very wet pussy. While I have received brilliant head off the female persuasion, this was my first hetero experience of wonderful, wonderful cunnilingus (there’s a little wet patch on my chair as I write this)- if we ever get to play again, then he’s heading south, that’s for sure. I had a new experience with cunnilingus also- teeth on my clit and lips and holyfuckinggod, just spectacular. However, I warded him off when the intensity became too much and I desired something in my pussy. His fingers were pretty decent, not as spectacular as Major’s but good enough to get the job done however no matter how fantastic it was, he’d suddenly stop.
“Hehehe, I’m a bastard.”
Yes. Yes you are, but you’re a sexy bastard so I’ll forgive you.
He removed his boxers to reveal one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen, so being as eager as I was, tongued it as much as I could. Finally, in the line of men I have sacrificed my gag reflex for, one whose balls were clean shaven! Seriously, it was a spectacular relief to not have my mouth filled with shag-pile carpet, hehehehehe! What was also interesting was that he was naked also- I’d finally gotten naked with a male instead of just being naked in front of them.
I soon stopped beating my tonsils and soon he was on top of me, rubbing the head of his cock gingerly against my clit while devouring my neck, whispering sweet, dirty nothings along the lines of ‘You’ll never experience this’, referring to the no-fucking rule I’d established earlier.
Well….his cock was pleasing me wonderfully and let’s just say curiosity got the best of me. I permitted him to dip into me and ow ow ow ow OW! No one in my entire sexual education had explained that feeling your first dick downstairs feels like you’re being sandpapered internally. I ordered him to remove himself slowly as I fucking stung. While I loved to be spanked and bitten and would loved to be whipped, I don’t want my poor little pussy feeling like it’s being ripped in half.
Hents seemed like the guy who’d spent his teenage years masturbating with a death grip on his cock as he only seemed to come after beating himself with the effort of the Spanish Armada on a bad day. Nonetheless, it was fucking hot watching him gripped in so much pleasure as I nestled the head of his cock in my tongue, lapping up tiny splashes of warm cum off his chest a little later.
I don’t count this as losing my virginity, however I had a fuckload of fun. The evening later took a turn for the worse as a fight between Yan and Major soon broke out. Who’d have thought when you mix alcohol and weed and sensitive subject matter? Nonetheless, my night was pretty damn good.
xx MM
