"I want you to tell me a story." I whispered in your ear.
Words I've said before, as we lay next to each other in bed.
Dressed down to our matching, grey, Calvin Klein underwear, we are gently exploring each other's bodies with our fingertips. Taking care not to get too intimate, just yet, as to let the sexual tension build. We're lightly kissing each other's necks, lips and ears, giving one another goosebumps.
We've been down this road before, you have an idea of what kind of story that I want to hear, but, you're not about to let me off that easily.
You want me to tell you exactly what I want.
"What kind of story?" you ask.
"Well, you know how sometimes I like fantasising about you um, with someone else." I reluctantly tell you.
"You mean how you love thinking about me fucking another man?" you ask, as you reach down and give my already hard cock a firm squeeze through my briefs.
The light grey fabric of my briefs cannot hide the wet spot quickly forming at the tip of my cock, as you continue to gently tease and stroke me.
"Ohh, fuck" I moan, getting lost in the sensation for the moment. I snap out of it and focus on the question that I still haven't fully answered. "Well, I know you had some history before me, but I don't know about all of it....surely, you've had a one night stand, at least once anyway? I ask, not fully sure what I want the answer to be.
"At least once" you say with a sexy smirk, looking off as if you're thinking back to that, or those, nights.
I swallow hard as my heart begins to race. "I'd love to hear about one of those nights."
"Really, that's something you really want to hear?" you ask.
The question is rhetorical. My heavy breathing as you continue to stroke my rock hard, leaking, cock through my briefs is all the answer you need.
"Ok then, if you're sure."
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"I was out with some friends one night. Nothing too crazy, just a few drinks at a bar downtown. I dressed casually, wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a loose fitting plaid shirt with a thin, white t-shirt underneath. I hadn't gone out with the sole intention of meeting someone, but I still put on a pair of cute, lacey black panties because, of course, you never know.
We had just been hanging out, chatting over a few drinks and before long, we all had a good buzz going. Eventually, the lights got a bit darker and the music got a bit louder and a few people got up and started to move and dance.
Feeling no pain, we decided to join in.
Of course, it wasn't long before we had attracted the attention of a couple guys who had been sitting near us earlier in the night.
One of them leaned in and introduced himself. I responded by putting my hands on his shoulders and coaxing him into dancing with me. He was cute, with nice, strong arms and I was starting to feel kind of horny.
Eventually we took a break from the dancing to get a drink. We walked to the bar together but before we could get there he leaned in and whispered in my ear "I think you're so sexy, do you want to get out of here and come back to my place?" I was surprised by his bold proposition, but more than a little turned on by the question.
No, I don't, I told him, watching a disappointed look come across his face.
His disappointment would be short lived, though, as I told him that he could, however, come back to mine.
He smiled at me and ordered us a round of tequila shots which we downed before leaving the bar, hailing a cab, and heading off into the night.
When we got back inside my place we barely had the door closed behind us before we were all over each other."
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You're still stroking my cock through my briefs, as it continues to strain against the thin material. I'm squirming at your touch, breathing heavily anticipating where your story will lead. The power you're holding over me is driving you wild. I reach over and slide my hand between your legs.
You close your eyes and sigh softly, before grabbing my hand and pushing it away.
"You're going to have to wait. You asked for a story, you're going to get one." you say with a smirk, before sliding your hand down under my waistband and wrapping your fingers around my bare cock.
You slide down my briefs, finally releasing my cock from its constraints, before continuing.
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"We started making out as I pressed him up against the inside of the front door. He wrapped his hands around my waist and grabbed my ass, pulling me against him. I pressed my knee between his legs and could feel he was already getting hard.
We continued like that for a few moments until I broke contact, grabbed his hand, and motioned for him to follow me to the bedroom. He gladly obliged. I gave him a sexy grin as I looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants.
I stopped him at the edge of the bed, kissing him again as I reached down and began to undo his jeans. I helped him out of them before motioning for him to take a seat. I stood there for a second, taking in the moment, before dropping to my knees.
I slid my hands over him, feeling the outline of his growing cock. I loved to tease, but I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed at the waistband of his briefs and removed them as well.
He was rock hard at this point. I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft a couple times before finally taking him into my mouth. He let out a moan as I sucked on his tip and squeezed his shaft with my hand. I felt so sexy on my knees between his legs, as he slipped my plaid shirt down over my shoulders.
He could see my hard nipples straining through my t- shirt, revealing how turned on I was. I continued to pleasure him, his breathing getting more ragged as he grabbed at whatever part of me he could get his hands on.
I could tell that he was getting close, I'm sure you can imagine how I was making him feel, when suddenly he stopped me and asked me to stand up.
I obliged and he stood up with me, kissing me passionately before turning us around and laying me down on the bed.
