Breaking the streak

[AbeFroman]

Greta was the receptionist at my office, where I had worked for about 8 months. I was 22 and fresh out of school. The DC area was where it seemed like everyone in the tech industry worked, on the east coast anyway. She was a decent looking girl, short hair, cute face without wearing a lot of makeup, not much older than me, perhaps 24. She had a nice chest, often showing just enough cleavage to ignite the imagination, but not get herself branded as a slut. Her lower half was a bit of a mystery since she usually wore a conservative skirt. Her legs looked ok, but it was hard to assess her ASSets. I assumed them to at least be decent, but I never wasted a whole ton of though on the matter. We always flirted, mostly because we were among the youngest people in the office. I worked for a group of guys that did network administration and helped out with people’s desktop systems, which often left me with a few down minutes here and there a day when I could swing by the front desk and chat. However, I knew this wasn’t going anywhere, Greta was married and I wasn’t really interested in fucking with that. The pitter patter of flirting went on for months, but started to pick up late in the summer. I’d worked at this company since January, after graduating in December. I was a little put off by the escalation in our flirting, because she was married. She’d do things like visit my office and hug me around the neck from behind and press her breasts against me, spread her legs if she was facing me while wearing a skirt or touch my knee and run her hand a little too far north for platonic comfort.

Don’t get me wrong, I was turned on, but her being married put me off straight away. I started avoiding Greta on a regular basis, but she often came looking for me. It was no fun to be pursued by someone whom you really couldn’t get with. I came in early; just make sure I didn’t have to see her at the front desk. My thinking was that this would be one less time having to dodge her flirting. Then it happened and I am still not sure I wasn’t rooting for it. My office mate, Pablo, came in one morning and said that Greta was on some kind of war path over her husband and she wasn’t wearing her ring. He said I should really watch my ass around her now. It was no secret that Greta and I flirted a lot and the guys in my group knew that she was ramping up the pressure on me. I spent the rest of the week avoiding Greta, but she was waiting for me on Monday morning when I came in.

Now, I’d been on a dry spell for about 2 months, which just about any 22 year old guy would consider as the step before life support. I lived out in DCs western burbs with 2 friends from college. Matt was the ultimate wingman, he was waiting for his GF to graduate next year. John was just as single as I was. We often hit the bars together picking up chicks, but this was getting old fast. Living in the burbs saved a lot of money, but the social scene was a dead end. It was the same women weekend after weekend.

Greta came clean about separating from husband. Apparently dude spent too much time playing some online video game and ignored her. She said that she was sorry for the tension between us, but she’s had thing for me for a while and wasn’t quite sure where things stood with her hubby. She suggested that we go for drinks later that week which went well. Our conversation had a good flow and pretty well stayed away from the sexual tension that was between us, which you couldn’t hack through with a machete. Since drinks went well we decided to go to dinner on Friday. Dinner was more of the same, we talked easily about our friends, families, shit we were doing. It was fun. It was refreshing to be with someone new. We sat chatting at the table for easily an hour after we were done. Eventually we left, I drove back to the office, so that Greta could get her car and call it a night. I pulled up by her car in the garage and was about to get out of the car, so that I could get my goodnight kiss. As I stop, she says, “hang on, I just need grab my bag and we can go”. Holy fuck, this broad was closing me right there on the spot. My cock sprang to life. I went for zero sexual excitement to a blue vein throbber in an instant. I was positively dumbfounded. Greta got back in my car with a wink and tossed her bag in the backseat. Now, sitting in the bucket seats of my red targa top Supra, my boxers were binding up a little, and my cock was asking for a lot more room. I was pretty much at my maximum arousal which was making me a little uncomfortable. I grabbed Greta by the back of the neck and pulled her close to kiss. It felt so high school, making out in the car, but who cares, there was nobody else in the parking garage at 9 at night. She immediately put her hand on my leg and it didn’t have to go far to find the bulge in my pants. I could feel the beat of my heart, in my cock. I don’t think I had ever been this turned on. Maybe it was the layoff, I don’t know. I slid my hand up her skirt and she was soaked. My car soon filled with her scent, it was heavy, musky, sexy, immensely arousing. We only made out for a couple of minutes, a wet spot had already formed on my slacks from pre-cum. I took my foot off the break and the car started to roll, which broke our kiss. I wasn’t wasting any more time.

 

[AbeFroman]

Surprisingly, I don’t recall that we chatted much during the ride back to my place. I pulled up out front of the townhouse and we went inside. John was sitting in the living room watching TV, Matt wasn’t around. I quickly introduced Greta and ushered her upstairs to my room. As soon as I closed the door and turned around, Greta was right there, she practically ripped open my pants and let them fall to the floor. She tore the front of my shirt open and the buttons went flying. She took down my boxes and gasped, “that’s not going to fit”. I’d never thought of myself as that well endowed. At best, I am 8”, usually a little less, but at that moment, my hardon had to be at its full engorgement. I looked down at it, it was reddish purple, the head was shiny from the river of pre-cum which had been flowing since our kiss. There I stood before her, naked, while she was still fully clothed. Greta guided me over to my bed and pushed me back. I sat there with my engorged cock in my hand, stroking while Greta stripped for me. Normally this would have been something I wanted to savor, but my cock was killing me. As she stripped, she chided me about stroking it too much and told her to hurry up. She climbed on top of my and slid her slick pussy against my rock hard cock while nibbling on my neck. I struggled to get out from under her, I really just wanted to plunge my cock into her. She sensed my pace and perhaps my need to cum. She slid down onto the floor, on her knees and began sucking my cock. I must admit, it wasn’t the best blow job I had received by a long shot, but it didn’t take much to get me to pop. As I was cumming, my cock slipped out of her mouth. A jolt of cum streaked across her cheek into her hair, another on and over her shoulder and some on her chest. Greta looked a little shocked at the experience. Her cum covered face really kept me turned on. I pulled her up onto the bed with me, I wiped off her shoulder and began to kiss her. I could taste my salty cum, but what did I care it was mine anyway. She quickly relaxed and so did I. It felt so good to finally bust a nut which had been building for at least an hour and probably weeks.

As she relaxed, I slid down between her legs and began to go about licking her pussy, which was soaked. It smelled heavenly and tasted even better. She wasn’t quite up to date on her maintenance, but it was obvious that kept it shaved bald. Her inner labia were a nice dark pink shade and hid behind the outer larger labia which I didn’t mind, although I will admit to being a fan of larger more prominent inner labia. As I tongued her she squirmed and eventually began to hold my head down into her pussy when I hit spots she liked. She moaned lightly and bucked her hips at times. My face was already covered in her juices when she exploded in my face. Greta sat up, almost straight, her legs locked around my head and she screamed out loud. As she relaxed, I became aware that I wasn’t the only one to hear her scream. Downstairs, my idiot roommate was now yelling “First down”! Since it was Friday, I knew there was no football on and so did Greta. I was so embarrassed. That fucker was cock blocking me from downstairs. Fucking douche. After a minute or two Greta began to giggle and laugh at the situation. With that behind us, we relaxed and began to kiss, passionately and then Greta asked me if I was going to be good for another round, she said, “her inner pussy, needed to be pleased too”. I said I thought I would. She began to fondle my semi-flaccid cock and started to kiss and lick my cock as it began to revive itself.

Greta climbed on top of my cock. I was pretty close to my full arousal as Greta began to ride my cock. She road me very aggressively, thrusting her hips forward while arching her back. She leaned back, grabbing my lower leg with each hand while she was grinding her pussy on my hard cock. I could feel the front wall of her cunt on my cock very distinctively. I could feel bump of her g-spot on the head of my cock. I was rubbing her clit as she rode me. She was starting to get a little loud again, but I didn’t really care and neither did she. Her motions were definitely hitting my cock in spots it hadn’t been stimulated ever before. It wasn’t long before I could feel my second orgasm building and then all of a sudden Greta lurched forward, her mouth wide open she was starring into my eyes as she came. I begged her not to stop going as my orgasm was getting close too. She rode me up and down until I started to cum and she grabbed my balls, really hard, I came cursing a blue streak. It was really amazing.

We fell asleep together and woke up together. Our morning sex was nothing compared to the night before, but it was satisfying. I knew I had to get her out of the house soon. I’d already seen the clock and knew it was 1030. We were having a BBQ and ton of friends over, including a gymnast named Dara whom I had been trying to get with for weeks. I didn’t want to spoil that. Greta mentioned that she had plans with this girl Sue from work, but could break them if I wanted her to. I declined and told her I would come over to her house on Sunday. We got dressed and I took Greta back to the office to get her car. After I left her, I smiled a wry little smile and took in Greta's scents which were still in my car and on my body. I called the house and got my shopping list of the BBQ, so that I could stop on the way home.

 

[AbeFroman]

A couple more parts coming. I'll try and keep this going for a little while.

 

[imminda]

Nice.

 

[RubberHarley]

In your future story, maybe work in the two girls together. Would be hot.

 

[AbeFroman]

I sat there on the end of my bed, while the shower warmed up. The soiled sheets were in a ball on the floor and I became aware, that I was getting aroused from Greta's scents. I stroked my cock as it thickened, I could really smell the sex now. Fortunately for me, I heard the guys out in the yard screwing around and getting the grill going, so I hit the shower, but it was impossible to let me erection go down as my thoughts shifted from Greta to Dara. Dara was a gymnast and coached at one of DC's universities with Dan's roommate Barry. She was thin, too thin to be honest. 20 lbs would look great on her I imagine. She looks a lot like Tori Spelling with a deep tan that can only come from working 4-5 hours a day and spending the rest of the day covered in sun tan oil. Dan and I were classmates and stoning buddies from way back in the day. The two of us were responsible for blowing the stereotype of computer science students. His roommate Barry was the world biggest douche. He was the kind of guy who always assumed the worst about you the moment he saw you. He was the dick who remembered that you didn't hook up with 'that' girl from the bar, the first night you met, even if you sent pictures of her sucking your dick a week later. And he remembered this shit forever. To know Barry was to hate his guts. Dude never got laid and never seemed to be to bothered by taking shit for it. Dara dated a friend of Barry's named Brian. Brian was a bit of a loser, but in general a good guy. He moved to FL in the spring, so he was out of the picture. Having gotten the down low from Brian, I knew Dara was an epic lay. I hope I don't end up disappointed.

People came and people went all afternoon. Dara came with her friend Michelle, who was a senior on the univeristy gymnastics team. She was shorter than Dara, perhap 5'1" with strong, thick theighs and little bit of a bubble butt. Her hair was short and black. We went though a ton food and beer as the day was winding down. Matt had left for a date with his girl, while John, Dan, Barry, Dara, her friend Michelle and I sat around the living room passing the bong. The bong hits were my idea, I knew it would get Dara loosened up, although I didn't think she would need much. She'd come over here commando while wearing short shorts and wasn't too shy about giving me and just about anyone else a view of her shaved kitty. Through her skin tight tank top, it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra either, nor did she really need it, except that her nipples became very prominent every time she went inside to the airconditioning.

It wouldn't be long before Dan was passing on bingers and eventually be passed out. When it came to throwing down, Dan only had one speed, ramming speed. How else do 2 guys blow the stereotype for a couple dozen computer geeks. John, Barry and Michelle were sitting on the couch and I was on the love seat with Dara. At some point Michelle stands up and begins to strip for Barry and John. Dara and I just sat there and watched. As she ran out of clothes, she leaned forward and unzipped Barry shorts and started to go to town on him. John mumbled something about a gangbang and stood up. I couldn't quite see what Barry was packing and perhaps its because John had stood up and taken out his dick which was likely to block the sun. Dara gasped when he did and I was kind of surprised by it too. I'd obviously never seen it hard and only flaccid a couple of times in various locker room settings. John's cock had to be like close to a foot long. At 6'2", John had big hands, but I noticed he couldn't get his hand all the way around it as he was lining it up to penetrate Michelle. John took a couple of tries at Michelle's pussy, but it seemed like he was having trouble getting it in. Eventually, he relented and got down on his knees to lick her pussy from behind. I was rock hard and Dara was rubbing my bulge though my jeans while held her close to me and stroked her side and tummy in the gap between her shorts and tanktop.

Michelle continued to pump her head into Barry's crotch like a pro while John had gotten things lubed up in back and was now driving his cock into Michelles hairy pussy. Dara was beginning to unbutton my jeans while we watched the porno unfold in my living room, right in front of us while I'd brought my hand up to cup Dara's small, firm, perky breast. The nipple was rock hard. She shuddered as my hand brushed across her nipple. Michelle finally came up for air and stepped away from John, but only for a moment, so that she could push him down on the couch and mount him. Then it happened... Barry stood up and in the moment all the shit he'd ever shovelled anyone's way, came tumbling back down on him. Barry might have had 5 hard inches of needle dick. The worlds biggest dick simply wasn't going to measure up in this room. I stiffled a chuckle, but Dara didn't. She giggled and Barry turned beet red and Michelle looked over her shoulder at us and flashed a half hearted smile. Barry got defensive, and blurted out something about how much meat I brought to the party and Dara wriggled away from me and opened my pants and took out my cock, I was pretty well engorged, somewhere in the region of 7.5". Michelle cooed at the sight of my cock and Dara told her, "you have more than you can handle there, this one is mine". Barry called the girls cunts and stepped over to Michelle's ass, to DP her. Of course it went right in.

Dara was now deepthoating me. With my eyes closed, I sunk back into the love seat. Every nerve ending in my body was electrified. I could feel every fiber of the couch tickling my bare ass as Dara pumped my cock with her mouth. It was an experts blowjob. I couldn't imagine a better blowjob, in comparison with Greta's somewhat feeble attempt last night. All I could hear was Michelle gunting and groaning on John's cock, I didn't expect that Barry's small dick was going to be causing her much pleasure. I was trying to slow Dara down a little, I could feel my orgasm building and I wasn't sure I would have more than one this afternoon, after morning sex and marathon sex the night before, but Dara didn't seem to be taking the hint, so I literally grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off of my cock so that I could return the favor for her. She quickly removed her shorts and tank. Her bonze body was magnificent. No hint of a tan line and not a stiching hair on her body besides what was on her head and eyebrows. Her long straight golden blond hair cascaded down to the middle of her back. She stood before me naked smiling down at me as I slid off the couch and began kiss her flat belly and caress the small of her back and her ass. Dara was a little bit wobbly in her knees as the two days of stubble on my chin passed over the top of her slit.

Barry was on his back on the floor which Michelle riding him in her ass while she was trying take John's massive cock in mouth, but she wasn't having a ton of luck. He was getting a little more than head, although it was very spirited head. I had my head burried in Dara's pussy. It was delightful. Her juices were like honey dripping over my face and in my mouth. She was moaning with delight and holding my head to her pussy with both hands. It was very sexy to be dominated like this. I had done similar things with girls so many times before. This was so hot, to be pleasing someone like this, to have Dara using my mouth like this, it was a gigantic turn on. Dara came repeatedly and made sure that everyone in the room knew, as well as our neighbors. Dara got down on the floor with me and in one quick plunge, had me balls deep in her hot wet pussy. In the mean time, John was getting close to his climax and for some reason felt I needed to watch. John calls my name I look over and he blows his load all over Barry who is trapped under Michelle. Barry is quite clearly disgusted and getting really pissed at John while we all laugh at him. Michelle begins to lick the cum off of Barry's face and chest.

Dara's pussy feels amazing on my cock and I am feeling no signs of losing my potency after 2 sessions in the last 24 hours. I look up to see John's cock in Dara's mouth. She was a little more successful than Michelle at taking John's gigantic cock down her throat, but she's not taking it easily. Her gagging and gurgling sounds are hot and while she's struggling, she's also enjoying it. I don't know where Barry went, nor do I care. Michelle is now licking Dara's ass, pussy, my shaft and balls. I've never had someone lick and suck my balls while I was fucking someone. It was amazing, but she stopped too soon as John decided he wanted her ass. Michelle wasn't having any part of it and I can't say that I blamed her. I am guessing that Barry's cock was less than half the length and a third of the thickness.

John settled for Michelle's pussy again. Not a bad consolation prize. While John plowed into Michelle's pussy, she began working on my balls again and Dara switch positions so that we were in a 69. With two hot girls working my cock I wasn't going to last long. My orgasm was off the charts. I blew my load in Dara's mouth while Michelle was sucking my balls, it made my ears ring and sadly, my cock was running out of stamina.

The girls cleaned up and left, Barry and Dan were gone. John and I sat there in the living room not saying much when I broke the silence and complemented John about the size of his cock. He called it a mixed blessing and lamented that Michelle, who is a tiny girl, was never going to get him down her throat and certainly not in her ass. "I guess, but then again, your always gonna pull ass when we go to the beach", I said, reminding him of the year on spring break where he hooked up every single day for a week. Its the perfect piece of advertising in a wet pair of trunks.

 

[beckx23]

great stuff!!!

 

[AbeFroman]

I got up late on Sunday morning, knowing that Greta was expecting me around lunch time for another go around. Not that I was bitching, after the longest dry spell of my adult life, but I was feeling kindda wiped out and not entirely motivated to go bang the shit out of Greta, especially after Dara's far superior performance the day before, but hey, pussy is pussy, so I got my shit together and out the door to Greta's. It was a terrific late summer day, so I took the roof out of my car for long ride down to Greta's. This girl definitely not geographically desirable. I pulled in to Greta's driveway, she was out front in cutoff short shorts and a sweat soaked t-shirt. She looked good and I forgot about her weak oral efforts from a couple nights ago. The sweaty shirt clinged to her body. It looked good clinging to her firm breasts and flat tummy. Her skin was tanned and glistening in the sun. I was definitely in the mood to fuck now.

We get inside and Greta informs me that she has a surprise for me. She sits me on the couch and quickly strips down. Her tan lined body looked great. My cock was straining against my boxers and a flow of precum started immediatly. Greta dropped to her knees and reached up the leg of my shorts to find my pulsing, slick cock. She quipped at how easy that was. Duh! I'm a dude, most guys are gonna be turned on by a hot, sweaty, naked chick fondling them. With a little help from, she managed to wrestle my shorts off of me and release my cock from its confines. Greta began working my cock with her hand while giving me some much improved head. She worked my shaft up and down, spending ample time sucking my balls. Her technique was much improved and when she asked I told her that I was loving it. She began pumping more of head and shaft into her mouth and I could feel my orgasm coming. She was taking about half of my cock in her mouth while applying just the right amount of preasure on my balls. Just as I was about to cum, Greta slipped a finger into my ass, I was a little shocked, a lot stimulated, it was hot. It was a mind bending orgasm and Greta took my entire load down her throat. She came up for air, wiping my cum from her face and announced that she was going to get a shower as her brother and girl friend were coming over to grill. I put on my pants and turned on the baseball game.

I sat there reflecting on 2 vastly different sexual experiences. I went a little cold at the thought of Greta telling Sue about our sex and Sue giving Greta sexual advice. Sue was like the Jabba the Hutt of human resources. I knew that Greta married young and probably only had 2-3 guys before her husband, at the most. I shivered as Greta touched the back of my neck with a cold beer. I was greatful for the beer and the view. Greta had put on a short skirt and a tanktop. As she went to the kitchen, she fliped up her skirt revealing her bare bottom. Of course my cock sprang to life jsut as her brother knocked on the door. I sat for as long as I could, hoping to stifle my hardon. Greta introduced me to Ted and his girlfriend Mary. Ted was a good looking guy, nice and fit, perhaps 5'8" 165. Mary was much taller than him, but looked pretty good. She had long straight blonde hair and a nice tan jock body that I was fimilar with from all the athletic girls I dated though high school and college. We sat around watching the game, while Greta pulled some burgers in off the grill. Ted was pretty easy going, we chatted about baseball and other assorted shit. Mary was quiet. Dinner conversation was pretty lame chit chat and eventually Ted and Mary left.

I would swear that the door hadn't even closed before Greta was tugging at my pants. She led me to the bedroom we just plain stripped naked and jumped in bed to romp around. It was this evening when I found out that Greta was a screamer. It was embarassing, Greta was screaming my name at the top of her lungs. Her dogs were barking, the neighbors dogs were barking, I think every dog in the neighborhood was barking. Her neighborhs must have been laughing their asses off.

Monday at work was like a continuation of my weekend. Greta came into my office bright and early to chit chat and come on to me. I was trying to keep this affair under wraps, but Greta wasn't going to allow that. She kept spreading her legs as she sat on my desk. I was trying to ignore it, but I could smell Greta's sweet pussy and knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Eventually I was able to shoe her out of my office. I had shit do. Of course, as she left, she flipped up her skirt to show off her bare ass. I was turned on and it took me a while to get my mind back on track and I got my release at lunch time with a nasty, sweaty shag in the car.