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I thought I was getting fucked
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I thought I was getting fucked Number two was as polite as he was short and round, he opened the door and his fresh scent of after<b> shave </font></b>over powered me. I thought to myself what a relief to be in the company of a man who had style and hygiene. His beard was trimmed and neat like a tight sweater on a gay man and stood there staring into my eyes, “I’m John”. I replied, “I’m your dream come true”. He led me to a desk in the middle of the room where he had a bottle of bourbon. He asked me if I wanted a glass as I glared into the clear plastic cup he held in his hand. Ok, cheap but clean, I can do this. He poured me a double and we made our way to the couch. I’ve never drank bourbon before and wasn’t sure how my low tolerance would respond, and by tolerance, I mean how soon I would either get buzzed or sick. We sat on the couch sipping bourbon out of plastic cups while he gazed at me like I was a daisy basking in the late afternoon sun. I knew how badly he wanted to run his fingertips over me peddles and down my stem. He asked me to tell him about myself, for he was curious to know more about me. I did so with hesitation, it’s kind of like one of those lines I don’t cross. As I told him about some of my life and struggles I could feel the sorrow creeping its way back out of the inners of my soul. Not buried deep enough I felt that familiar sadness I’d felt so many times before while he looked at me with such deep and concerned eyes. He took me into his arms and told me it’s ok as I cried into the warm embrace. He held me until I was calm and started kissing my neck up under my chin till his lips met mine. I was taken back by how good a kisser he was embracing me as to protect me from the cruelty of the world. As the kissing approached second base had nudged me to the bed and I led the way pulling him by his belt. I could feel the strength of his desire as I pressed my palm against pants, he wasn’t big but I could feel his might growing as much as a small penis can. I knew what would follow as I reached for the buckle on his belt. I unlatched his restraint on his buckles pulling the belt apart slowly, but fast enough to let him know something he had waited so long for was about to happen. I undid his pants and unzipped them while sliding my hand up his leg to cup his balls while they waited for release. I then pulled his pants down to his ankles bringing me face to face with the second smallest penis I had ever seen. Well, it’s the luck of the draw, I think I can make this work. I reached under his balls with one hand while I started kissing the base of his shaft up toward the head. Slow wet meaningful kisses leaving light traces red lipstick up his cock. Once I reached the tip he was leaking so much precum drizzling onto my lips creating a glisten of sweetness. I slowing started to kiss the head of his penis until my lips were around the tip allowing more and more of the penis to enter my mouth. Being as small as it was I was easily able to deep throat him, he stopped me asking to move to the bed. Once on the bed his cock had so much precum running down his cock I thought for sure he came while we were moving. I repeated the process until this time by the time my lips had reached the base of his cock he cried out, I’m going to cum. I jumped up thinking what the fuck did he just say, I declared “What”??? No sooner did those words what leave my lips he started to cum and he came and came like he hadn’t cum in weeks. I was said, “oh”. This was number two and this was the second time it happened. I was like, what’s going on here. So far 100% of my men are premature ejaculators and I’m never going to get any dick in me. He said he was sorry and I told him not to worry about it. I could tell he was nervous being his first time and I’m not really a mean bitch, I just play one when asked to. I told him he was sweet and if he wanted to try again he could in a little while. He said that it would take a few days for him to build back up to get hard again. I told him not to worry about that the next time we could work something out. I dressed and we said our goodbyes, as I walked toward the door I thought I hope this isn’t how it’s going to be with men who fuck me. Either I’m really hot or my blow jobs are, I’m not sure which it is I just know I want some dick inside me. |
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Jenny-I would def say you are hot first of all. Can't really say that the bj was-never getting one from you-but probably on both counts-very hot. PS-born and raised in NEPA myself. Lived in W-B Scranton area for 47 yrs
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