In appearance, I am a tall, muscular man, I exude confidence in my abilities and myself. In my interactions with people, most people sense quickly and correctly that in all aspects, I am strictly a beta male. It seems I have been this way my entire life, at least as far back as I remember.
For instance, I was a straight ‘A’ student all through school. Why? Because my mother said I was smart and she expected my grades to prove it. I also excelled in high school sports. Why? Because it was something my father expected of me.
When I hit puberty, like most young males, I became obsessed with sex. Not only with masturbating myself, but I became hyper-aware of anything remotely sexual, from the developing sexuality of my peers, to the already developed adults that I encountered.
It was also around this time frame that I discovered one of the nearby drive-in theaters played adult movies. I quickly became a smut connoisseur of sorts. Well, as much as a teen male could by hiding in the weeds and watching the movies through a knothole in the fence.
In retrospect and possibly telling as to how my sexuality was evolving, five minutes after watching a film, I couldn’t for the life of me recall any of the faces in movie, but the swell and contours of a breasts the cleft and folds of a vulva, the veined shafts of penis, those images I could remember vividly.
By the time I was graduated from high school, I had managed to have intercourse with one girl, while a couple of other girls I dated encouraged me to feel their boobs and to finger them, that’s as far as they wanted to go.
My straight ‘A’ grades had earned me a full academic scholarship to several universities, I chose a state university four states and twelve hundred miles away from where we were currently living.
After just a few weeks of living in a two person dorm room, I found myself sitting on the edge of a bed with my roommate’s cock in my mouth.
Dave, my roommate, had always seemed to come back from taking a shower wearing nothing but a towel. As he would move about the room, or sit on the furniture, the towel always seemed to separate enough to expose his cock to me.
On the day that I became his cocksucker, Dave had come back from taking a shower wrapped again, only in a towel. He had sat on the edge of of his bed facing me and let the towel fall completely open, unabashedly exposing his hardening cock to me. I was mesmerized and couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of his rising penis. Dave’s hand started gliding up and down the shaft of his now fully rigid cock as I continued to sit and watch him pleasure himself.
Taking my lack of protestation as his cue, Dave stood up, has hand still masturbating himself and stepped across the four feet of empty space that separated our beds. When he was standing directly in front of me with his penis just inches from my face. He pushed his cock down so that it was pointed at my mouth and told me that he was certain his cock would feel a lot better if I sucked him instead of just watching him jack off.
It was also during my first semester of college when I met a woman that officially introduced me to to my submissive side. I had taken an evening job restocking shelves at a nearby convenience store. Shirley was the evening assistant manager and in charge of our shift. She was thirty something years old, very thin, almost to the point of being skinny, dark haired brunette. She said she was originally from New York and was currently married to an Air Force who grew up nearby. Shirley rightly sensed that I would be amenable to her advances and wasted no time explaining what she wanted from me sexually. She offered to teach me everything I would need to know about being able to please a woman with my tongue and mouth. In return, and under no uncertain terms, I had to agree that my dick was never going to ever leave my pants during our trysts. She wanted to keep it so that only her husband ever fucked her.
I spent many an hour in the store office kneeling between Shirley’s legs. She was a patient teacher and I learned a enormous amount about orally pleasing a woman.
Only once, about a week before the end of our time together, did she violate the rule about my penis remaining in my pants at all times, surprising me when she gave me a hand job with what seemed like almost an entire tube of Oil of Olay.
Seven months after teaching me how to please her, Shirley moved away with her husband when he was transferred out of state.
When the freshman year ended, so did Dave’s college aspirations. In retrospect, I came kayseri escort to realize that other than the excitement I experienced each time he presented his hard cock to my mouth for service, once he ejaculated, I was as done with him as he was with me.
Fast forward to midway through my senior year, and I while I still serviced an occasional random guy, much more of my time was going to experimenting with older females. There was a club in town, not too far from the university, where women in their thirties and far older looked to hook up for one night stands with younger men.
These mature women appealed to me far more than my fellow female students. They knew what they wanted and went after it. Hooking up with these older women seemed to satisfy an innate deep need that I had to feel wanted and desired. Even if only for a brief moment.
It was against this background in my life that I met Nicole, the woman that agreed to become my wife.
I was working at a gas station right off I-57 when Illinois got hit by yet another February snowstorm. The State Police closed down all of the interstates and state roads in the area. Fortunately, there was a hotel just on the other side of the interchange from where I worked and since I lived in a nearby town, my boss handed me a hundred bucks in cash and let me off work so that I could get a room for the night. I called the hotel and managed to get one of the few rooms they still had available.
Since it was only 6:00PM, I went to the hotel bar to see what was happening. The place was crowded with stranded travelers and a few people who lived in town. The bar had a restaurant area, an arcade, a couple of pool tables and a fair sized dance floor. It was a happening place for a small town along the interstate.
I had bought a drink from the bar and walked around the outskirts of the dance floor looking for an empty table. As you might expect with the captive crowd, all of the tables were taken. I contented myself with leaning against the wall and watching people dance.
My peripheral vision picked up someone pointing at me. Turning my head in that direction, I noticed a very cute brunette, still in the process of lowering her arm, sitting with a stunning blonde who beamed the most glorious smile at me when we made eye contact. Pushing myself away from the wall, I headed over to meet them.
I hadn’t made it halfway to their table before two other guys had arrived and asked them both to dance. Disappointed, I continued past their table, acting as if that hadn’t been my destination after all.
I watched enviously as the two guys danced with them. When the current song ended, it seemed to segue perfectly right into the next, and the four of them continued dancing.
I wrote it off as a missed opportunity and went over to the arcade. I fished out a quarter and put it in the machine. “Wonk, wonk, wonk.” the arcade game ended. As my hand reached for another quarter, my left arm was suddenly being hugged into the soft breasts of the blonde who had flashed the brilliant smile at me.
Looking up, she said “You still have a chance to get lucky tonight if you’ll get your ass over to our table and sit with us.” With a gentle tug of her body, keeping my arm firmly nestled against her bosom, she led me to their table.
We introduced ourselves. The brunette was named Nicole, call her ‘Nikki’ she said, and the blonde was Barbara, or ‘Barb’ for short.
Right after our introductions were made, the man who had danced with Nikki earlier came over to the table carrying three drinks. He seemed a little irked that I was there.
The ladies put their heads together and whispered to each other. Ultimately, Nikki stood and went to dance with the guy.
After they left, Barb put her left hand on the table so that I couldn’t miss the glittering wedding ring she wore as it caught the light. She told me if I still wanted a chance to get lucky that night, that I had better ask Nikki to dance when she returned and then begin focusing 100 percent of my attention on Nikki.
When Nikki got back, she accepted my offer to dance and onto the floor we went. The music was fast and so we danced fast. The guy who had bought the drinks was sitting at their table talking with Barb while waiting for Nikki to return.
The next two songs were slow, and we held each other close and swayed to the music, on several occasions, Nikki purposefully shifted her position so that my penis was being pressed against her warm belly.
Nikki told me that she and Barb had been on their way back kıbrıs escort to Chicago from a business trip they had taken to St Louis. I-55 was closed south of Springfield, so traffic that was headed to Chicago was shunted to the longer I-57 route. They drove through the worsening snow until they decided they could go no further and it would be better to put in for the night before they got stranded. Since they didn’t wait for the last minute to pull off the highway, they did not have a problem getting a room.
When we returned to their table, Nikki left me there with Barb while she headed off to use the bathroom. While she was gone, Barb told me what work as an actuary at a large insurance was like.
When Nikki arrived back at the table, Barb did an excellent job making herself scarce getting up and dancing, leaving us alone to talk. Nikki commented that being 5’7 she preferred to go out with men who were six feet tall or taller. Since I was 6’3, I wasn’t put out by that at all.
She also mentioned that she was looking for someone who was smart and had prospects. Hey! Another win for me, as I was near the top of my class at a nationally rated university for my degree.
She also told me, while putting her hand on my thigh and staring intently in my eyes, that she was looking for a guy who could adapt to a woman who had a very strong sex drive and definitely liked exploring her boundaries.
I looked back just as intently in her eyes and told her that I adored women who stated frankly what they wanted.
She leaned forward on her chair, kissing me sensuously on the lips. She grinned and asked if the kiss had made me excited. I replied that it did, quite a lot, in fact.
Her hand slid up my thigh and started patting my lap. When her hand found my erection, she gave my penis a gentle but firm squeeze through my jeans she traced the outline between back and forth between her fingers before asking “Did I cause this?”
She accepted my groan as a yes.
“Well, just so you know”, she said pulling my hand under her dress and rubbing it against her very wet vulva, “I’m pretty excited too.”
When Barb returned to the table, Nikki told her that she was ready to leave and was going with me to my room. Barb said we would both have to stop by their room first.
Nikki and I followed Barb to their room. Once we arrived, Barb asked me to remain outside the room for a minute while she and Nikki talked. I knew Barb was looking out for her friend.
After a very short time, the door opened and Nikki told me to come in. Once in the room, Barb demanded my drivers license. When I asked her why, she replied that she was going to hold the license until the morning when she saw Nikki again, and further, she said she was also going to call her husband with the information before going to bed herself. I handed her my license and additionally showed her my room key number.
With Nikki’s safety no longer an issue, Barb handed me Nikki’s bag and told me in no uncertain terms that she was going to call my room at six in the morning and Nikki was to be cleaned up and in the restaurant ready for breakfast absolutely no later than eight.
With me carrying her bag, Nikki and I waded through the accumulated snow to my room located on the outside of the hotel. Once inside, she rummaged through her suitcase pulling out pajamas, and some toiletries. Nikki asked if I wanted to go to the bathroom before she did.
I said that would be great and went into the bathroom, I quickly went pee, and then (remember I didn’t plan on being here) wet a washcloth, rubbed some soap on it and proceeded to try to brush my teeth before using the same washcloth and giving myself a quick sponge bath.
Nikki then took her turn. While she was in the bathroom I turned on the television, put it on HBO, then sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Nikki to finish up in the bathroom.
In addition to brushing her teeth and cleaning herself up in a similar fashion as I had done, she also took the time to apply some perfume.
When she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing only the pajama top. She walked directly to where I was sitting, straddled my legs and began kissing me passionately. My penis began tenting my pants something fierce. Nikki stopped kissing me and started unbuttoning my shirt, once undone she pushed it off my shoulders. While I was shaking the shirt the rest of the way off Nikki pulled her top over her head and let it drop to the floor behind her. She pulled my head between her small breasts, using her arms to kind of konya escort press them against the side of my face. “Suck my nipples.” She breathed.
Remembering my lessons with Shirley, I generously wet her nipple, then alternated between flicking her nipple gently with my tongue and then sucking her nipple into my mouth while lightly pressing my face into her breast as the sucking pressure increased. Nikki began gyrating her pelvis against my lap.
I had just switched my attention to a new breast when Nikki suddenly pulled my belt loose and tugged the button on my jeans open. One of her hands pulled my underwear aside as her other hand firmly gripped the shaft of my penis.
Breathing rapidly, one of her hands sliding up and down my very stiff dick, she pushed me down to the bed by my shoulder and asked, “Where’s your rubber?”
It was only a matter of seconds in reality, but for me, time stood absolutely still while I stupidly blinked back at her with huge deer in the headlight eyes
“Absolutely, positively, no fucking! Got that?” She didn’t wait for an answer before scooting forward and covering my face with her pussy. She rubbed vigorously against my mouth and nose until she came, convulsing on my face while I held my mouth to her vaginal opening.
She rolled onto her side, simultaneously pulling me my head up and into passionate kiss. She kissed me fiercely, her tongue rapidly and thoroughly exploring my mouth. Breaking the kiss, she asked, “I’m quite sensitive right now, do you mind if we cuddle for a little bit?”
I agreed and soon our bodies were laying together closely, side by side. Nikki trapped my penis under her thigh because, due to the differences in our height, the head of my penis kept finding its way right to the cleft of her vulva.
After kissing gently for five minutes or so, both of Nikki’s hands slipped between us, finding my still fully engorged penis. I’m surprised I didn’t cum instantly as her fingers hands explored the length and girth of me, all while she breathed hotly on my neck.
With her fingers gently caressing the head of my penis, she asked if I wanted my turn now, or if I thought I could get her off with my mouth again first.
I replied by kissing her mouth while nudging her to roll on her back.
Nikki rolled onto her back, splaying her legs open and gently started pushing my head down towards her groin.
I knelt between her open legs, and gently kissed her at the apex of her mons. With my nose buried in the soft curls of her pubic hair, I breathed in deeply. God damn did she ever smell good.
I laid down, and teasingly kissed her upper thighs until my lips and tongue were caressing and nudging her labia. I knew from experience that this caused the clitoral hood to pull slightly against the clitoris itself.
Very carefully, I used my index fingers to part her labia, exposing her pink inner folds to my tongue. I lapped at the moisture exuding from her vagina. So light and slippery.
My index fingers moved from keeping her labia separated to very gently stroking her along both sides of her clitoral shaft as my tongue pushed into her.
Sensing that Nikki wanted more stimulation on her clitoris, I used my fingers to move the pubic hair away from her clitoris before gently sucking her clitoris to through my lips and forming a seal.
I let me hands fold over her mons trapping her pelvis firmly between my forearms, hands and mouth. By applying and releasing suction, I pulled her clitoris lightly but relentlessly through my lips. My face followed her hips, holding her clitoris between my lips as she bucked herself violently into a powerful orgasm.
Once again, we were laying on our sides, our murmurings to each other interrupted by fierce kisses.
Nikki suddenly pushed me over and onto my back, scrambling on top, she sat straddling my lower thighs.
Giggling, she reached forward, grasped my penis and began masturbating me. She said “I don’t think I’ve ever see a guys cock with that dark of a purple color.”
I came after no more than ten of her strokes. My cum shot everywhere, all over Nikki, all over me and all over the sheets.
I cleaned up the mess from our bodies and the sheets. We spent the next couple of hours getting to know each others bodies quite a bit more.
We were both sound asleep when the phone started ringing precisely at six.
With just a couple of minutes to go, Nikki and I entered the restaurant before eight. Barb was waiting with a cup of coffee and her suitcase.
As she was leaving, Nikki handed me a piece of paper with her phone number and asked me to call her. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and the two of them drove off.
I checked out of my room and went back across the interstate to see if I could make up the hours I had missed yesterday.
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