CH.3 -- Fucked for the first time
My eyes squinted as the light broke through the blinds and delivered a bright wake up call. I was awake, but not ready to open my eyes just yet. Instead, I had visions of both Patrick's and Jordan's cocks pistoning in and out of my mouth until they attempted to water board me with their man cream. I had no hangover. I realized in that moment, I had not been as drunk last night as the first time I gave a blowjob, and last night, I gave 2 at the same time.
I made a pot of coffee as I relived and relished every moment from last night. I was still so horny. Jordan made me cum with such little effort; it was some of the hottest sex I had ever had, and I was the bitch being fucked, or at least, mouth fucked. My phone lit up with a text. I knew it was from Jordan.
"Seems like your fun continued last night," it read.
"Can't deny it," I replied back.
The texts went back and forth for a little bit. He told me he wanted to see me again that night, that he had to bartend, and for me to come up to the wine bar again. I was non-committal. There was still a small sense of disbelief, and I was holding on to that small bit as much as possible. Jordan knew better than I did. His last text read, "I know you'll show tonight. Can't wait to officially make you mine."
Evening came quickly. It was 8 o'clock and I realized I had a decision to make. I felt as though I had one last chance to resist. I knew that if I went to the wine bar, I was purposely seeking out gay sex. And I was seeking to pleasure another man, to taste his dick, to have his way with me, to have his cum impregnate my belly. I put up the weakest mental fight ever. My taste for cock was now insatiable. I couldn't wait to suck my next dick.
I turned on the hot water for the shower. Deciding that I was indeed a slut, I decided to make it more evident. I shaved all of my pubic hair. I then spent a few minutes shaving my balls. I was as bald as a stripper. I knew Jordan would approve.
My entrance into the wine bar was greeted with the largest, authentic smile I've ever seen on Jordan. When I sat down it turn into dominant grin, the grin you give when you know you've dominated someone else and they know it as well. He poured me a glass of wine and told me not to get too drunk -- that he wanted to make sure I remembered everything tonight.
After a few more glasses of wine, Jordan told me his shift was just about over.
"Where do you live?" he asked me.
"Why?" my immediate response.
"So I can come over tonight. Don't you want to get fucked for the first time in your own bed?"
How his bluntness always excited and shocked me, I'll never know. I had never thought about him coming over. If he knew where I lived, he would always be able to find me. I knew if he ever knocked on my door, my slutness would instantly come out and he could fuck me as much as he wanted. I would have no control for the rest of the time I lived there, but I knew I wanted to be fucked that night.
"Can't we go back to your place?" I asked, half-heartedly.
"Nah. Now that I know you're not going to murder me or anything, I want to see your place. I want you to sleep in the same bed you got fucked in."
I was still hesistant, but he was reassuring. His voice changed from the dominant boss to the soothing friend. I told him where my apartment was and wrote down my address.
"Okay, why don't you head back and get ready. I'll be done here in a few minutes and I need to stop by the store on the way," he said as he stocked bottles behind the bar.
"Get ready?" I asked inquisitively.
"Yeah, I'm going to fuck you in the ass tonight. Use your imagination."
He was not talking loudly, but I know the girls sitting next to me heard him. I saw them checking me out and whispering -- it was strange to know they had no interest in me and knew I wanted the bartender's cock. They spent more time admiring Jordan after they were done taking me in.
I went home and decided to shower again. I cleaned my ass as thoroughly as possible. I found some vanilla scented lotion that I used to massage into my asshole. I could smell the sweetness in the air -- it reminded me of a strip club, but I was now the sex toy.
I was still naked when I heard the knock on the door. I quickly grabbed a pair of tight boxer briefs and opened the door.
"Perfect. You don't waste any time when it comes to you getting cock. I've never met such an insatiable cocksucker before. I don't believe you've never done this before." He said it all so genuinely as he walked through the door. I blushed and silently closed the door behind him.
He asked for a tour, so I showed him where all the rooms were, ending in my bedroom. I sat on the bed and he ran his fingers through my hair and caressed my shoulders. I was already staring at his cock, licking my lips in anticipation. He adjusted his flaccid bulge and told me to lay down on the bed. He took off his pants and boxers and positioned his soft sex tube in front of my mouth. I took his tender meat all the way into my mouth and swirled my tongue around his tool. Was it possible I was enjoying every blow job more than the last one?
His cock began to grow in my mouth. I would hold it still to feel the pulse of blood beating against the veins in his flesh. He lowered himself on the bed and fished my already hard cock out of my boxers. He took it into his mouth and within seconds, our motions were in tandem in a hot side 69. I was moaning into his cock as he mouth explored my dick. He would life up my sack and tongue my balls and started to move down to my taint. I started moaning louder without realizing, my cock becoming ever more rigid. He pulled my boxers down to my ankles and told me to get on all fours. I turned around, my boxers still around my ankles on all fours and splaid my legs wide.
"God, you are such a loose cunt," he chuckled.
I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks as he took in the scent of the lotion. I felt a strong, wet muscle probing the edge of my anus. It circled once. The second time it was stronger and even more forceful the first time. His tongue attempted to penetrate my virgin man-pussy. I moaned.
"You have such a tight cunt. You're going to make me cum hard tonight."
He plunged his tongue back into the rim job. My boner was raging. I grabbed my cock to give it some relief. He grabbed my hand without his tongue pleasuring my black hole and slowed my hand. He would allow me to touch myself, but not to cum. His tongue was soon slipping past my now relaxed sphincter and lubricating my fuck hole. I wanted to cum so bad. I tried to jerk faster, but his hand tightened around my wrist.
"Please, I have to cum," I begged him.
"You will, but true sluts cum when they're getting fucked."
With that he turned me over on my back and pulled a condom out of his jeans pocket on the floor. He grabbed some lotion from the table and slathered it on his fingers as he easily inserted 2 fingers all the way up my ass. I groaned at the sudden invasion. My mind raced. This was what I wanted, but I wasn't sure I was ready to be fucked by a man. He ripped the condom package and slipped on the dick cover like a seasoned professional. I started to stammer that I wasn't ready. He plunged a 3rd finger into my fuck spot and pulled my legs up over his shoulders.
"I want to see your face as I fuck you for the first time. Don't be nervous, I promise, you'll beg me for more before it's over."
He lined up his veiny, pulsating thick cock to my hole and leaned into me. I felt the pressure at the entrance to my holy place, and the pressure grew as he leaned into me. He was practically supporting his entire weight with his dick on my doorstep.
"Push out."
I did as he instructed and immediately, his entire head raided past my entrance. I was being penetrated by an 8 inch cock. I gasped and started breathing hard. My face grimacing slightly. He start massaging my cock as my body relaxed again. I felt his snake slithering further inside of me. My anal cavern expanding to grip his cock. My body kept alternating between tension and relaxing as he violated me further. After a few moments, he leaned over me, put his hands on both sides of me to hold himself up, and began slowly sliding his cock in and out. He closed his eyes as he concentrated on the pleasure my ass was giving his cock. His strokes were slow, but determined. I could feel he was getting deeper with each thrust. Every few thrusts he would push in more and take my breath way as I gasped. I started getting used to his slow strokes when I felt his balls against my ass cheeks. I looked into his eyes as he smiled at me.
"Your pussy feels like velvet. I'm glad I'm able to get my entire dick in there -- that doesn't happen often."
He began to increase his pace. I looked up at him, my legs spread over his shoulders enjoying being fucked for the first time. I could feel the strength in his legs as he pistoned into my ass. Soon, my ass was his loose pussy and he began to pound me. The bed was creaking, I was gasping, and in between, the clear sound of his balls slapping against my ass.
He pulled out and I felt the vacancy in my entire body. He instructed me to bend over. I faced the headboard and did as he told me. My ass high in the air was greeted with the smack of his hand. I groaned because of the sting. He smacked my ass again, harder. I groaned louder, my right hand clutching the sheets. He pierced my already well-fucked hole in one thrust. I felt his pubes up against my ass. His hands held my hips like a vice as he started fucking me with a vengeance. I moaned every time his dick plunged into me and I was moaning loudly. I was trying to catch my breath as every thrust nearly took it away. I felt a boiling in the pit of my stomach, a sensation I had never felt before. The harder he fucked me, the more intense it got.
"Fuck me harder," I gasped.
"You like that, you little bitch?" He slapped my ass again. "Take my cock like the pussy you are."
"I want it, I want it, I want it."
His hands released my hips and I found my ass bucking into his cock, fucking myself with his hard tool.
"Mmm, that's it, whore. Fuck yourself on my rod."
He grabbed my hip with his left and with his right, forced my head into the pillows. He strokes were slowing, but kept hitting my prostrate. I let out a guttural moan into the pillows as he continued his machine like assault. My dick spasmed and I watched load after load shoot into my pillow. He was right, true sluts come while getting fucked.
"See, you little slut. I knew my dick would make you cum. You're my bottom bitch now. I'm going to fuck you over and over again this summer."
His talking and strokes had gotten sporadic. He plunged one more time as hard as he could into my ass. I threw my head down into my pillow...into my pool of slut cum. He ripped off his condom as he shot load after load onto my back. I could feel his hot sticky goo running down my spine. He wiped some of the drips with his finger.
"Here you are my little cum slut. Taste my fuck juice."
He fed me his cum yet again, which I greedily licked from his fingers. I still had cum on my face from panting into my own mess. He dressed while I laid naked and covered in cum.
"You are an amazing fuck. I'll leave these here; he laid the box of condoms next to my bed. Don't move these. I want to make sure they're constantly in your view so you remember whenever you're hungry for cock, I'll come fill you up."
He left me in the bed, exhausted, head spinning. My phone beeped with a text. I figured it was one last insult/compliment from Jordan. It was Jenny. "Jordan sounds like a cool guy. Guess you did have some fun..."
Fuck. I closed my eyes and passed out.
- Prepare to go back to the bar. He comes over, fucks you. He gives you head, and then starts eating your ass. Turns you over on your back, still getting your ass eaten, wants to fuck you, puts on a condom and lubes up. Doesn't give you much time to protest. On your back, doggy, on top, standing, one leg on the floor. Cums on your back and ass. Can be the end of the story - Patrick tells Jenny about you.