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Coming out of my shell
Growing up I was a single child, did well
in school but didn’t have many friends. The later part was because of my weight.
At one point in 8th grade I weighed 250lbs. The summer before my freshman year I
ate very little, exercised more, and became more active. I quickly shed the
pounds to drop around 150lbs. Unhealthy I know, but I was happy to look
different. I joined our volleyball teams and basketball teams and lettered in
both of them my final three years of school. I also got a part time job working
as a lifeguard at a local YMCA. In addition to all that I had my first serious
boyfriend. All those factors led to me having a higher self-esteem but it wasn’t
until I was out of school that I began to come out of my shell, especially in my
sexual nature.
This story takes place the summer that I graduated. I was out one night with
some girlfriends at a local country bar for some dancing and music. About an
hour into the night I began feeling somewhat ill so I went outside for some air.
While out there I came across Mr. Conrad, the father of a teammate I played
volleyball with. We got to talking and I mentioned I wasn’t feeling quite well
but since I rode with the girls I had no immediate ride home. He offered me a
ride home, as he knew where I lived because he had picked me up for games in the
past. I went inside and spoke to the girls and updated them with what was going
on. With that Mr. Conrad and I were off.
About ten minutes into the ride home our conversation started getting a little
sexual which surprised me. What surprised me even more was the fact I was being
an open book with Mr. Conrad. He asked me about my boyfriend, how far we had
gone etc… I replied that I had lost my virginity the day after Christmas the
past year. I told him how I had given him blowjobs and engaged in intercourse
but that seemed to be what he was going for because we had broken up shortly in
April. Mr. Conrad just sat and listened to me and then asked me if I was feeling
a little better.
I told him I was and he asked if we could go somewhere to talk some more. I
agreed and he took some back roads to a deserted part of town and parked the
truck. We talked some more sexually and I learned he wasn’t getting lucky with
his wife but I could tell he was hoping his luck would change tonight with me.
He would end up getting what he had hoped for soon enough after I noticed the
bulge in his pants.
I undid the zipper of Mr. Conrad’s pants and he slid them off as we sat in the
front of his truck. I leaned over and I took the head into my mouth and sucked
on it as hard as I could. Then I released my lip lock and my mouth descended
downward. I took about half of it into my mouth and began to bob my head up and
down. Unexpectedly to him I went to work on his balls. They were very large and
I could only get one at a time in my mouth. After I had sucked each one into my
mouth and swirled it around I let his cock fall back down. I started sucking on
his dick again. I varied the pressure with which I sucked. I bobbed up and down
slowly and then I moved so fast that my head was a blur.
Then I stuck my tongue out so that it was flat along the bottom of my mouth and
sticking out passed my bottom lip. I put my mouth back on his dick and watched
his face. He was waiting for my tongue do something special and couldn’t figure
out what it was. He watched as more and more of his cock went into my mouth. I
think he realized that I was going to try to deep throat him (he told me later
he was 7 inches).
I stared into his eyes as I took his length down my throat. There was only about
2 inches left and I showed no signs of stopping. The muscles in my throat were
tight around his cock and seemed to be pulling it even farther down. It was then
that he pulled my head up and asked me to stop. He was close to cumming and he
didn’t want that to happen just yet. He insisted on returning the favor. He got
out of the truck and came over to my side and had me turn my body so that my
legs hung out of the truck. I knew what he was planning to do, he was going to
eat my pussy, something that had never been done to me in my life. I told him
this and he got a huge grin on his face, he mentioned he prided himself in his
skills of eating a woman out.
I removed my shorts and underwear and I watched him crawl between my parted
legs. He parted them wide, taking time to look at my wet pussy in detail. Then
he slowly lowered his head, breathing in deeply, smelling my pussy. I could feel
his breath on my pussy when he suddenly opened his mouth and licked the length
of my slit. I moved with pleasure and started playing with his hair. He teased
me with his tongue for a while and then he used it to part my lips, encountering
more wetness than before. He lapped up my juices and started flicking his tongue
across my clit. I moaned out louder and louder.
He seemed to know exactly how to please my hungry cunt. He sucked on my clit for
a while and then he slid his tongue inside my tight hole. He tongue fucked me,
faster and deeper, applying pressure to my clit with his nose. I pulled at his
hair with my hands, I wrapped my legs around his shoulders and I thrust my hips
up to feel more of him. When I couldn't hold back anymore I cried out loud and
released one of the most intense orgasms of my life. He may have been 46, but he
sure as hell knew what he was doing. Neither of us were done and he asked me to
get in the bed of his truck, which I obliged to.
He laid down in the bed of the truck and got aboard him. I grinded my pussy
against his cock to get it fully hard again. Within moments I achieved that and
I guided his cock into my awaiting pussy. I felt myself stretching to
accommodate his full size. He felt great inside me. I know knew this was what a
cock was supposed to feel like. This slow, torturous pleasure was what fucking
was supposed to be like. When he was buried all the way inside my cunt he
stopped, smiled at me and started sucking my tits. We lay like that for minutes.
His cock was firmly lodged in my hungry cunt and he was sucking my nipples. I
was impatient to feel more but he refused to move. He was in control of my
pleasure.
When he was ready he placed his hands on either side of me to give himself
support and then he slowly slid his cock almost completely out of my cunt. Only
the tip was still inside my hole and I moved my hips upwards to get him back. I
wanted him to fuck me. He quickly pounded back inside me again. His balls
slammed into my ass as he filled me. He pulled out again and slammed back
inside. With an ever increasing pace he was burying his cock deeper and harder
inside my tight hole. He slammed inside me harder and harder and every thrust
went straight to my clit, sending an electric shock through my body. I was
breathing faster and faster. I couldn't believe the pleasure he was giving me. I
was loving every moment of fucking.
I moved my hips to meet his thrusts, to get as much of his cock inside me. I
could hear the sounds of our fucking get wetter and wetter as my hungry cunt
worked overtime to produce more juices. I knew that I wouldn't last much longer.
He kept fucking me at the same pace as before while my pussy shivered and
convulsed around his cock. When I finished with my orgasm he pulled out and he
looked like a child on Christmas Day. We just sat there, naked, in the bed of
the truck and talked about what had just happened.
For that summer we ended up becoming fuck buddies until I had to go away to
college. We had some wild times but that night was just the start of me coming
out of my shell.
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