14 years ago I posted a couple of stories from my first sexual experience, which…
Pays to be a Daydreamer
Rachel works in the office. She is a very beautiful young woman, she just turned twenty yesterday as a matter of fact. I spend a lot of time with her lately. Mainly because part of my job is making sure that she does her job correctly. I don’t mind spending the time, in fact I am quite happy to sit next to her and just watch her every move.
Today was like any other day. Or so it started out.
I was called into the office to sort out a problem she was having. I am used to her wearing skin-tight clothing, and often, the type of tops that plunge showing off her more than ample cleavage. Today, she was wearing a green t-shirt. Not revealing, but extremely tight and perfectly outlined her huge tits. I could not take my eyes off of them!
I sat down in the chair beside her, hoping that she would not see the bulge in my jeans. When she spun around to face me, I got a perfect glimpse of her chest and could tell that she was not wearing a bra! Talk about becoming even harder! I was straining so hair, I thought the crotch of my jeans would rip out!
So, I quickly leaned forward to conceal my boner from her. Just thinking about it right now brings the boner back. Anyway, I sat there, content as a pig in shit, watching her move about. Each time she leaned forward, I smelled her soft brown hair, as clean as a mountain stream. Must be the shampoo she uses. She would occassionally look back to me, her deep brown eyes glistening. If her body wasn’t enough to get me started, just looking into her beautiful eyes could give me a woody.
A few moments went by like this, my cock straining more and more. When her hand brushed against my leg, I thought I was going to shoot right then. Then I noticed something. Something strange. She was looking at my crotch. I was in panic mode for a second, and I shifted in my seat, trying to conceal myself. She just looked up and smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth that were perfectly straight from the braces she wore up until a month ago.
Her hand climbed higher and higher, but so, so slowly. Finally her hand was upon my erection, tracing the outline with her fingers. I felt so near sweet release, but I focused on something else. At least I tried to. She reached for my hand, pulling it to her chest. I could do nothing but close my eyes and concentrate on the sensations of her hand caressing my cock and feel of her warm breast in my hand.
My hand slipped just inside of her shirt, squeezing a handful of her gigantic tits. Her nipples hardened beneath my fingers. The sweat on her breasts, just made me want her even more.
Her fingers toyed with my zipper, finally unzipping my pants and pulling out my rock-hard cock. She lovingly stroked it, her soft hands meticulously exploring every inch of my cock. I felt so near explosion, but kept on fighting the urge. I nearly came as I felt her hot breath on my tip. Her wet tongue wrapped perfectly around my shaft, giving me a wet massage.
When her lips finally slid down my shaft, I had to struggle to not cum right away. My hands had moved away from her breasts and were now resting on her head as I stroked her long brown hair. My eyes rolled back as a wave of the inevitable courses through my veins. My breathing quickened, and I thrusted my hips towards her slightly as I erupted with volcanic force, emptying myself in her mouth. She hungrily lapped my cock, cleaning every last ounce of the fluid.
As our lips met, I could taste myself and became aroused by it as her cum-filled tongue danced playfully about in my mouth.
She pulled away slightly, resting her hands upon my shoulders. She began gently shaking me…then harder…and harder…
“Phil, damn it!” I heard her soft, sweet voice say. “Snap out of it!”
I looked into her eyes inquisitively, clueless as to what was happening.
“Where did you go?” she asked. “Help me finish these reports! Then you can take a nap!”
I have spent the rest of my morning, trying to figure out exactly what I did during that time away from Earth. Nobody is telling me, and Rachel just smiles deviously and licks her lips…guess I’ll never know for sure…