Sandy Gets the Munchies
Erotic Couplings Story

Sandy Gets the Munchies

by Belted and Teased 18 min read 4.5 (6,000 views)
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Sandy was sitting at a booth in a bar with her newfound friends. She had moved from flyover country to the big city and was fortunate that her new co-workers had quickly taken her into their circle. It had made the culture shock easier having other young women to guide her... even if they often were oblivious that they were introducing her to new things.

One of which was the proper use and abuse of young men. You read that right, abuse, not care. They were not introducing her to S&M, but how to manipulate and get what they wanted... without giving anything back. She was amazed... they seemed so cruel and heartless. At the same time, she was learning things she wanted to try.

Like finding out what a "munch" was, and which guys were munches but did not know it. Most guys were not trying to be munches. The girls just manipulated them into it.

A "Munch" was a guy... a man... whose only sexual activity involved cunnilingus. He never, ever, got to enjoy intercourse with his female partners... because they found him unworthy. He could lick them to the extent they allowed, but they would enjoy intercourse only with someone who could please them.

The Munch they were telling her about was Jimmy. They had all had "sex" with Jimmy, but he had only performed cunnilingus upon them.

Sandy queried, wide eyed, "So he does not like putting it in girls? He just likes eating pussy?"

Keisha slurred, "Word on the shtreets is he's a bum lay..."

Corrine chortled, "Oh, hell no, girl. He'd hump you like a horny puppy if you let him. The trick with these guys is you gotta make 'em think they are gonna get some. But then after they buy you dinner, maybe a gift and flowers, you let 'em eat you out. But then you make some excuse... ya just started your period... your momma called, and your dog is sick, whatever, and leave before they get theirs..."

Sandy said, "That seems awfully mean... isn't that kinda being a cock tease?"

The girls all laughed, and Darla said, "Not kinda, sweet tits... fuck 'em. Or don't fuck 'em!" Which brought on more laughter.

They all described the guys they had done this to, and Charlotte described the last time she had done it to Jimmy, who she said was a particularly easy mark.

She took a drink, then told her story, "I don't know why, but Jimmy just keeps comin' back for more. We've all been out with him, he's eaten all of us out, and not one of us has fucked him. You would think he would learn. I think I was the last one. He took me to dinner and a movie, a really nice restaurant too. We got back to his place, and I got him into bed. I just pushed his head down to my pussy and he got to it. Girl, that sonofabitch likes eatin' pussy. A lot of guys just lick for a minute then try to mount you and ya gotta tell 'em they ain't done. Not Jimmy. He LIKES it. He took his time and knew just what to do. I almost felt guilty... almost."

The other ladies nodded in agreement.

"So... he makes me cum... a really GOOD cum... and as soon as I get over it, I push him away and close my legs... I shriek, OMG! You made me orgasm so hard it started my period! Then I apologized while the poor dumb bastard stood there with the hardest dick I ever saw, dripping pre-cum all over his floor..." She shook her head and chuckled while the others laughed. "I'm sure he jacked off as soon as I got outta there."

Darla surprised the hell out of Sandy when she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. She put it on speaker.

A deep male voice answered sleepily, "Hello?"

Darla slurred, "Jimmy! Shweetie! I needz a favor honey bunch..."

The voice answered, a little more awake, "Sure, Darla, what do you need?"

"Honey... we got this new girl at work... fresh off tha farm honey... freckle faced red head. She don't know the shitty... the city... an' I thought who do I know that knows ever-thing and could show her around? Of corsh I tot of you..."

Sandy was waving her hands frantically, trying to say, "No!!"

The voice replied, "You bet, Darla. When?"

"Howsabout Shaturday? Shaturday work for you, Shandy?"

Sandy nodded her head resignedly.

After the call was disconnected, Corrine contributed, "We expect a full report Monday morning, newbie!"

Jimmy picked Sandy up outside her apartment building Saturday about 10 AM.

She was surprised to find he drove a nice car, but not an overpriced model. She was also impressed to see a well built, handsome, intelligent gentleman who held doors open for her and treated her with respect.

Jimmy was smitten from the beginning. She was a mousy red head with freckles not only on her beautiful face but spattering her cleavage which was on display from a low-cut top. He had an erection at once, but he was also enthused about the level of conversation. This was a smart lady. She did not seem as vapid as the others he had dated.

First, he drove all over town, showing her the sights; landmarks, historic buildings, and bridges, explaining their importance and history. They went to a couple of museums and had dinner at a roof top cafe on a skyscraper so they could discuss the view. They seemed to be hitting it off.

That evening he invited her back to his place for a nightcap. After a couple of drinks, they began kissing and fondling each other on his couch. It was not long before their clothes came off. She was impressed with his physique, and he felt blessed to be with her once he saw her naked. Perky, upturned B cups, a flat tummy, and a sexy bubble butt. His arousal was on full display, and Sandy thought he had a nice dick, although she did not have much experience in that department.

She did not have to guide him or push his head between her legs. Apparently putting her first came natural to him. They never made it to his bedroom. He gave her a full body massage there on the couch before kissing his way down her body. He payed a great deal of attention to her breasts, kissing, suckling, caressing, lashing her little nips with his tongue. She was moist and ready for what came next, even though she was nervous about having him explore her nether regions.

Jimmy moved slowly down her abdomen to her womanhood. She tensed up as he approached her most private of locales. But then he moved past it and slowly kissed his way down one leg and up the other. He took his time sucking on her toes and massaging the bottoms of her feet. She did not have the impression he had a foot fetish, but OMG that felt good. She almost had an orgasm just from his attentions there.

When he made his way back up her thighs towards her private parts, her instinct was to press her legs closed in embarrassment, but she forced herself to open them wider... she wanted this. He had been so loving and attentive.

Jimmy found small, plump labia covered in a light down of pubic hair. They were damp from her arousal and her scent was intoxicating. He tenderly outlined her nether lips with his tongue, then sucked each into his mouth and massaged them with his tongue. Her guttural sigh told him he was right in taking it slow and exploring her body.

She was still laying comfortably on the couch, he was on his knees on the floor, her legs wrapped around his head.

He parted her labia with his tongue, tracing his way from the bottom to the top. He noticed she tensed up a bit... okay, she was not ready for penetration, so he skipped darting his tongue into her, although he wanted to taste her.

He moved to her clitoral hood and found her bud. She gasped when he sucked it entirely into his mouth and bathed it with his flattened, soft tongue. She instinctively began pressing against his face, wanting more.

So, he gave her more.

She had a very pronounced clitoris... he pointed his tongue and began lashing it back and forth, up, and down while caressing her mons with his lips. He moved both hands to her breasts and tenderly flicked her nipples, adding to the electricity coursing through her body.

Her orgasms took over her body. She lifted her butt to get closer to him, her fingers clutched at his hair for purchase and to hold him in place, and she trembled all over as she experienced the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. She screamed and she moaned.

Jimmy was thrilled to have sent her over the edge so successfully. He kept at her, trying to keep her cumming for as long as possible, to take her to new heights. And he accomplished his goal. She was thrashing about, begging him to never stop.

When she eventually did come down from mount orgasm, she collapsed, momentarily exhausted. To her surprise, Jimmy did not immediately try to ram his hard on into her. Instead, he lay his head on one thigh and savored the aftergo with her. Wow. That was nice.

She remembered she had to extricate herself from the situation before it progressed. She spoke softly, "That was amazing... could I have a glass of water? That took a lot out of me."

That made Jimmy feel good. "You bet. Be right back..."

When he walked back into the living room with a glass of water and an erection, he discovered the mousy little woman hopping on one leg, trying to quickly put her pants back on, her breasts jiggling as she flopped awkwardly.

She realized she had been caught. She should have just grabbed her clothes and ran out the door. She stammered, "I'm sorry! My dog called... my momma is sick!"

Fuck! She was not as smooth at cock teasing as the girls were... they made it sound easy! She collapsed back onto the couch as he laughed. He handed her the glass of water.

She drank, then spoke softly, dejectedly, "I'm sorry. The girls said you were really good at giving head, but that I should not let you... you know..."

He remained standing. There was no animosity in his voice, "Let me guess... Darla, Corrine, Charlotte, and their crew. Did they say why they like doing this to me? Why you should?"

She wanted to cry. "They said you were not good at it... but that is not my reason..."

He was patient, "What is your reason?"

It took her a moment to speak. When she did, it was halting. "I... you are looking at a 25-year-old virgin. I promised myself I would not have intercourse til I got married... I told momma I would save myself til then. But the girls said you gave great head... and I never had that before... so here I am. I am sorry... but I can't do you..."

She noticed his dick seemed to get even harder, and it leaked. She had seen them before, had been in heavy petting sessions with guys. His seemed nice.

She was surprised by his response.

He spoke pleasantly, "Okay, I respect that. That's no problem... I am honored you chose me to go down on you."

His erection was telling a different story. It bobbed up and down and was so hard it was shiny.

"Are you sure? You aren't mad?" She pointed at his penis.

He sat at the opposite end of the couch so she would not feel threatened. "I really do respect you wanting to wait... I would not want to interfere with that. You made a confession to me, so now it is my turn, I guess. Have you ever heard of orgasm denial?"

She shook her head no.

"It is where someone LIKES being denied. I don't know how it is for a woman, but for me, I like being this hard. I like the sexual high. I mean, don't get me wrong, if you or one of the others wanted to fuck, I'm all in. But this feels good too. I have not even masturbated in nearly a month because it feels good..."

Sandy was shocked, "Holy cow... I could not possibly go that long... I masturbate all the time."

Jimmy blushed. Less for her admission than because she must think he was a pervert. "I do masturbate, and not all women are like your friends, so I do get some occasionally. Its kind of a thrill not knowing if a girl is gonna leave me hanging or not because I get so aroused, so hard, when I get to make a girl cum... like you."

Now she blushed, "I really am sorry."

Jimmy smiled, "Don't be. I love the tease... your friends don't know that, so I let them play their game. Tell you what, I promise I will not try to deflower you... I really do think it is cool you are waiting. But... we could do something for each other..."

Sandy was apprehensive, wondering if this was a trick or gimmick like how she had ended up here after taking the girl's advice. "Umm... what is that?"

"Well, making love to you... you in particular, believe it or not... really, really turns me on. The tease is incredible. The more you cum, the more I want to..."

She was intrigued, "Okay?"

He hesitated. "Well... something your girlfriends never found out because they always ran off... I really like to perform cunnilingus... the orgasms you had? Most women that stick around can have at least half a dozen of those... getting stronger each time... and I love to do that..."

Sandy felt her womanhood moisten, "OMG."

He continued, "So you get something your friends don't, and I get tormented because we both know I won't be cumming tonight... are you in?"

"Can I tell them about it?"

He smiled, "Oh, please. Please do."

Sandy stood, widening her stance to display her sex, "Take me to your bed, stud."

Jimmy picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. This resulted in the spongy head of his phallus being enveloped by her nether lips. It was an incredible tease for both of them. He knew all he had to do was let her weight drop onto him and he would pop her cherry. She wanted to press downwards to find out what he felt like inside her. They both had to resist the temptation.

He carried her to his bedroom and lay her gently onto his bed. Then he lowered himself between her thighs again and began making love to her with his mouth again.

He knelt at the bedside. He had to. If he dared to lay on the bed where his cock would press against the mattress, the friction would have caused him to lose it within minutes. But with his manhood hanging free with no contact, he at least had a chance. It pulsed, it leaked pre-cum, but he did not lose it.

Jimmy took his time.

He also had to exert effort to ignore his own needy cock and his own desires, and to focus only on her pleasure. This was a skill which should not be taken lightly. To be able to ignore his own exceedingly tumescent manhood occasionally tapping at his abdomen as if to say, "Hey! What about me?!" To instead think about what touch or kiss to provide which part of her body so as to heighten her experience and drive her to the ultimate orgasms.

Accomplishing this was a thrill for him.

Sandy was aroused from all the talk, and not a little bit about the idea that the guy licking her twat would not be trying to push his dick into her... that he would not even cum tonight. She did not understand why, but it turned her on a great deal.

Jimmy sensed this from her demeanor, understood it from the evidence... he could see and feel how wet she was, could feel the heat... so he dove right in.

Lashing her clitoris passionately, he was intensely aroused when she began crying out in orgasm, thrashing about, and clutching his hair.

"OMFG!! Oh, gawd! FFFFFUUUCCKKK!!"

What took her aback even more was that once she calmed from this amazing orgasm, he began caressing her body. He tenderly traced his fingers across her shoulders and arms while he softly kissed her breasts until she was again mindlessly, gently bucking her hips upward in need.

Then he slowly kissed downwards until he was suckling her labia again. Again, he took his time, building her up until she grabbed the back of his head to keep him in place. He used this as a signal to lavish attention on her clitoris until she was again crying out in orgasm, fucking his face, and shuddering all over.

Never having experienced this level of attention before, Sandy was nearly insatiable. He repeated his loving assault on her until she had gone through at least a dozen orgasmic episodes. It was a record for him also.

Finally, she weakly pushed him away, muttering a thank you several times. She had not even planned to stay, but now, exhausted, she drifted off to sleep in his bed.

In her stupor, she never even noticed how aroused he was. He lay next to her, his phallus so turgid it was shiny and looked as if it might burst, flexing, and popping upwards repeatedly. It leaked pre-cum, and he had to focus to calm his breathing. He was proud of himself for pleasing her so well. He was proud of himself for not grabbing his dick and rubbing it til he shot jizz all over himself. He was proud of himself for not plunging into her sleeping body.

It took him much longer to find slumber. But eventually he did.

There is nothing quite like waking up to the aroma of bacon frying, and the aroma of a well pleased woman still on your face.

The only thing better is walking into the kitchen to find that incredibly beautiful woman naked except for the button up shirt she stole from your closet because she did not have clean clothes of her own since she had not intended to spend the night in your arms, cooking your breakfast. The tail of the shirt barely covered her perfectly rounded ass, teasing with a better view as she moved. The front did not fit her the way it did him, because of her shapely freckled breasts, adorned with hickies he had put there, cleavage on display because the top buttons were left open for comfort.

The image did absolutely nothing to diminish his erection. Damnit, he wanted her. He wanted to bend her over the dining room table and ram his needy cock home. But he couldn't. FUCK.

After they finished the breakfast, she had prepared, he could not help himself. He picked her up and laid her onto that table and ate her for dessert. Sandy was giggling and laughing as he did so, the excitement that he just could not get enough of her thrilled her soul. Her laughter turned to moans, then ecstatic cries as her orgasms overtook her.

After her first round of release, he looked up at her, enjoying the view of the underside of her breasts, "Thank you for the breakfast, it was delicious. But not as delicious as you..."

He put his head back down into her sex and gave her another round. This time he manipulated her nipples at the same time, to give her a trifecta of orgasmic sensations.

He wanted to use one more "trick" to send her into the stratosphere, but he could not because he could not penetrate her to massage her G-spot. He was disappointed but used all his talents he could.

As they showered together afterwards, she could not help staring at his tumescence, "OMG, Jimmy, that looks painful. Doesn't it hurt? Do you want to do something about it?"

He smiled, "It does hurt, but in a good way. Yes, I do want to do something about it, but at the same time, I don't. I want to see if I can go another week, build the frustration some more..."

She stroked his manhood very, very lightly, so as not to ruin it for him by setting him off, "Maybe I could come over and add to the torment a couple times this week? Give you a Sandy snack?"

He shuddered, "Please... please do."

Monday morning Sandy did not realize it, but she practically danced into the office at work.

She felt so fucking good! Or "no fucking" good!

Keisha spotted it first, "Oh, girl got some!"

Darla looked up and also observed the signs, "You're welcome, country girl..."

Corrine laughed, "We're taking you to lunch, kiddo, so you can tell us all about it."

Sitting around a table at one of their favorite restaurants, the interrogation began.

Darla queried, "So, was he as good as we said?"

That was easy. Sandy blushed, "At least... best I ever had."

Corrine smiled, "Told ya! So how did you make your escape?"

Sandy hesitated, which only meant she had everyone's undivided attention "I, um, kinda screwed that up." She described saying her dog had called because her mom was sick. And that she had ended up staying as a result. She did not share her vaginal virginity... somehow, she trusted Jimmy with that information, but not her friends.

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