First Time In A Long Time 3

First Time in a Long Time

By Harrison Conway

"Shall we begin?"

I nodded my assent, his words barely audible over the pounding of my heart in my chest.

"Take off everything but your panties. Face away from me."

I complied, revealing my red lace and mesh bikini panties that had been hidden under my clothes.

"Mmmmm," he murmured, as he stepped behind me and his hand cupped my bottom. "Very sexy."

His fingers traced the material along the crack of my ass and around my hip as his body pressed against mine. I could feel his erection through his pants on my panty covered bottom.

His fingers found the bulge in the front of my panties and his other hand reached to tweak my nipple, causing an audible gasp to escape my lips.

"You are already leaking," he whispered in my ear as he squeezed me though my pretty panties. "Such a naughty slut."

"Yessss," I moaned, as much a reaction to his fingers pulling at my nipple as he squeezed me through my panties as a response to his words.

I reached between us and squeezed his cock through his pants, immediately feeling how much thicker he was, but he brushed my hand away.

His fingers found both my nipples and he pulled at them, eliciting a gutteral moan from my lips.

I couldn't take any more. My mind was a haze of animal lust and determination to fulfill my decades-long desire.

"Please..." I begged.

"Please, what?"

"Please, may I suck your cock?"

* * *

We'd met -- less than two weeks before -- on a message board. His username caught my eye, a combination of the biggest city in my area and the indication he was a dominant.

As a mostly submissive panty-wearing bottom, I was thrilled when we connected from the beginning. He was just a couple years older than me and our desires meshed in a way that was rare in my experiences of chatting with men on the internet.

He wanted to push someone to fulfill their kinkiest sexual desires; I wanted someone to take charge as I served another man for the first time in over 30 years.

He liked my panties; I liked that he encouraged me to be slutty and explore my mansex desires.

He had no interest in reciprocating. I cared only about getting him off.

For the first time since I was a young man, the prospect of sucking a cock seemed plausible, if only we could find a safe place and time.

Then it struck me. I had access to a relative's home that was being prepped for sale. The place was mostly empty, but it could work for a quick liaison.

On a Monday, as we chatted online about our weekend, I broached the subject.

I had a place, I wrote. Would he like to meet?

Yes, came the reply. Friday, midmorning.

Later, as I tried to focus on work, it struck me. After all these years of fantasizing and remembering a time of exploration with a friend as a young man, I was finally going to take another man's penis into my mouth again.

My mind raced with terror and anticipation. I couldn't wait for Friday. I wanted to cancel. I pawed through my panty stash looking for the perfect pair to wear for him. I hoped he'd back out.

It was exhausting

My desire led my fears by a nose all week. And when he messaged me on Friday morning, asking for directions and saying he'd see me in 30 minutes, there was no turning back.

* * *

As I turned to face him and sank to my knees, he unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down around his knees, revealing a cock that was nearly three inches longer and at least twice as thick as the thin four inches currently tenting my panties. It was the kind of cock you'd never have to apologize for, or worry that it wasn't adequate enough to satisfy a lover.

He grabbed it and gave it a stroke as I stared. It was beautiful.

I leaned in and gave the head a kiss, then let the shaft lay across my cheek as I kissed and gently licked his heavy balls as a silent thank you for what I hoped they would soon give me.

I let my tongue trail along the underside of his cock until I was back at the head. With no hesitation, I opened my lips and took his dick into my mouth.

As I set a slow, but steady pace, I couldn't help but moan around his shaft. I was doing it. I was really doing it.

And it felt... right.

From above, I heard him say "Is that what you wanted?"

"Mmm-hm," I moaned around his cock as I tried to take as much of him into my mouth as possible.

His hand found the back of my head and held me at the limit of my ability.

"Such a naughty slut," he said. "A natural cocksucker."

He grabbed my head with his other hand and began slowly fucking my mouth, with strokes that took all but his cock head out of my mouth before sliding back in to the edge of my gag reflex.

As he fucked my mouth, I was aware of the copious amounts of precum leaking into my panties, along with the involuntary noises coming from my throat.

His shaft began to swell and I could taste his precum in the back of my throat.

I prepared myself to take the first load in my mouth in decades. I was ready.

But he wasn't.

He let go of my head and pulled out, each of us trying to catch our breath.

He brought me to my feet and his fingers again found my nipples.

"You enjoyed that, yes?" He asked as he pulled on my titties.

"Yes," I moaned. "I love sucking your cock."

He reached down and hooked my panties under my erection.

"I can tell," he said. ""Look how excited you are."

He gripped our cocks together and gave them a squeeze. I shuddered and my breath caught in my throat.

I couldn't take it. I was on the edge.

I pulled away, seconds from shooting all over both of us.

He gave me a grin

"You want to suck me some more?"

I nodded.

He lowered himself onto a nearby loveseat and spread his legs.

Dropping to my knees, I crawled over and ran my tongue up his shaft.

"Lick my balls," he commanded, and I did.

But I wanted him back in my mouth. One long swipe up his shaft with my tongue and I took his head between my lips. I let my tongue swirl around it, eliciting a moan of delight.

I took more of him into my mouth, backing off only when I was afraid I would gag. His cock rubbed against the roof of my mouth and the sensation made my cock jump.

I heard him inhale sharply and I increased my pace.

His hand again found my head and I knew he was close.

His cock swelled and with a grunt, I felt his seed flood my mouth. I swallowed, twice, trying not to lose any of my reward.

I kept sucking until his cock stopped twitching, thrilled to get his load into my belly.

When I finally let his dick slip from my lips, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

"Is that what you wanted?" He asked.

"No," I said. "It's what I needed."

I sat back between his legs, as we both recovered.

Soon enough, it was time for him to go. As he stood to pull up his pants, I leaned over to kiss his cock.

"Do you want to suck it some more?" He asked.

I took him back in my mouth. Even soft, his cock was bigger than mine.

"Are you touching yourself?"

I shook my head no.

"Do it."

I reached into my wet panties and grabbed my cock. I knew it wouldn't be long.

"Mmmmmmm," I moaned around his cock, as my orgasm wracked my body and I creamed my panties.

Reluctantly, I let his cock go for the last time that day.

He zipped up and turned to leave.

"Next time, be waiting on your knees."