I usually try to pay attention to any “new” local men. I don’t live in a big metro area and being in the buckle of the bible belt sure doesn’t make it very easy to meet men in this lifestyle even though you would think the numbers are skewed in my favor. Not all men are “up” for being with a married woman (even with hubs blessing). Not all men are “up” for being watched or joined (which hubs loves so I try not to seek out a lot of play with those not interested in that). Not all men can host and since we still have a child at home and nosey neighbors, the logistics of where to play can be a deal breaker for some (and often I suspect it is because they are stepping out behind their partners backs no matter what their profile lists as their status though I know some it has been about having kids at home still as well). So, when I saw a “new” profile local to where my office is, I tried to connect. We finally were in the lower Midwest chat room at the same time a few different times this last week and I was happy to have a chance to find out a bit more about him (even though in the back of my mind I was thinking he was a bit young for me at almost 33).
I couldn’t help but get excited at the possibility of meeting someone new (which happens fairly rarely anymore) when he seemed to be a genuine and respectful man and at least open to learning more about me. We had some good chats, and I wasn’t seeing any red flags or deal breakers. We moved off site to texting just for simplicity and to allow for a bit more openness than one usually wants in a public chat room. We shared a few PG-rated pics, and he had a really cute smile and nice hair and a clean shaven face (woohoo). And he seemed to like my pictures well enough even if I am not as young and hot as I once was. As the young thing from a few weeks ago…I have a great rack and a cute face…which must be good enough for most men even if I could stand to lose some weight these days.
We chatted a fair bit the afternoon before the MU football game. He said he was taking off the next day to run errands and rest up after probably having a few beers the night before. I suggested it might be nice to get lunch Friday since he wouldn’t be rushing to get back to work and we could have a nice little meet and greet without any pressure. But at 11:30 AM Friday, he said he just wasn’t feeling up to it (tired and a bit hung over). I said I understood and went to lunch with a platonic friend who is getting ready to move for his job. Thankfully, last minute change of plans didn’t offend my platonic friend.
The chat with Como4fun69 resumed after he took a nap and woke up feeling better. I was totally not feeling my work on Friday afternoon and jumped at the chance to go meet him instead. I asked if he wanted to hang out a bit and he said yes and invited me to his apartment. I usually try to do first meets somewhere public, but I felt comfortable enough to say “ok”. Plus, if we wanted to kiss or mess around a bit, better to do it in private (and I will note here that I had been feeling a bit horny). He asked me to give him about 20 minutes to clean up as he hadn’t expected company. I waited just a few minutes and then headed over as it is about 15 min away. I got there and we hung out in his kitchen just talking and then moved to the couch and talked a bunch more. Mostly we talked about platonic topics…our work, families, etc. It was great getting to know him and he more than held up his end of the conversation. It was getting kind of late, so when he got up to use the restroom, I got up and stretched a bit and then started getting ready to leave.
He came back into the room, and we started talking about the hot wife journey I’ve been on and I kind of brushed my hand against his arm because up to this point (like 2 hours in) we hadn’t even touched! I guess he took that as a sign as it was ok to make a bit of a move and we kissed for a bit. Mmm…I love kissing so much. He asked if it was ok to play with my boobs and I said yes. And it didn’t take much encouragement for his hands to get more serious about wandering…grabbing my ass and breasts and hair to deepen our kisses. I could feel his need (well it was pressing against my leg – hard to miss – LOL HARD ). I felt him a bit over his shorts, and he seemed like he had plenty to work with there. I think he asked if we could move to his bed so he could taste me, and I told him no that I needed to get going soon. Oops…I should have left then…but the kissing was good, and it was so difficult to stop. He had me pushed against the counter with his body pressed against me and it was just hot!
Next thing I know, I had pushed up my shirt and bra, my pants are open and pushed down, his shorts are at his ankles, and I have my hand wrapped around his thick cock stroking him. He’s petting me and kissing me and getting me pretty worked up. Damn…I should have started this an hour ago! But it was fun, so I finally was like…ok, let’s move to your bed…a little taste won’t take that long. So, he moved the laundry he’d been folding before I got there out of the way and smoothed the covers and I laid back on the bed and welcomed his sweet face in between my thighs. We’d left our pants in the kitchen, but my shirt was still technically on. I had it pushed up so I could play with my breasts. He had his hands on my thighs or ass I think and then his tongue was buried in my pussy. Mmm…love that. I did put my hands down into his hair (he has nice hair). At one point he held my wrists by my hips…kind of a dominant move that was hot, but I did think I might need him to let at least one of my hands go so he could add some fingers into that wet pussy. LOL
One of my hips was starting to cramp a bit so I sat up and had him lay down telling him it was my turn. I started sucking his cock for a bit. It is very thick, and I was trying to be careful not to knick him with my teeth. I was kind of laying to his side leaning over him and he asked me to shift my hips so that we would be in 69 and he could eat some more of my pussy. I did as he asked and, after nearly fall off the bed, settled in and enjoyed his tongue while I tried to give him some good head in return. I did tell him to warn me if he was going to cum (that is just polite guys). At one point, he kind of pushed me off of his cock (getting too close to cumming perhaps?). I continued to lick and tease him, but not suck as earnestly.
I knew he was wanting me to cum, but I just didn’t think that position was going to get it done so I got up and went in the kitchen to retrieve my vibrator from my jeans pocket. When I came back in, I told him I was going to have him help me cum. Given more time, I might have played more and seen if he could have figured it all out for himself, but I was running so late by this point. I laid on my back and had him lay next to me, kissing me and guided his hand down to finger me. Then I started buzzing my clit. I knew I was pretty turned on and it wouldn’t take super long with a little BOB help. As I was doing it, he took my leg that was closest to him and pinned it between his legs… another little power move that I found super hot. Again…not scary…I am certain he’d have let me go if I had asked. But I was feeling good and pretty soon I was cumming on his fingers. Mmmm…needed that!
Then I shifted and took him into my mouth again. I was not wanting to leave him blue balled. I blew him with as much enthusiasm as I could muster while still trying to be careful with teeth. At one point, I paused for some breath, and he told me he had condoms if I wanted to fuck. I don’t fuck on first meets (and frankly I usually don’t trade oral sex either, so this had gotten plenty out of hand already). I told him “no” and went back to giving him my best effort to get him to cum in my mouth. I guess we hadn’t really made a solid plan for what to do when he came, but I think he sort of panicked in the moment and just kind of pushed me off of his cock and grabbed it with his hand. He didn’t want to get cum on the comforter and I didn’t want it on my shirt. I got some on my hand and he got a fair bit on his, but at least the bedding as spared. He brought me a towel to clean up after he washed his hands. I went to the bathroom and finished cleaning up before quickly getting dressed. He said that was a pleasant surprise and not at all expected since the plan had just been to “hang out”. Yeah…same!
I gave him a hug and kiss goodbye before zooming down the highway home. I texted him when I got home (I always think it is sweet when someone asks me to do that – like they care enough to wonder if I made it ok). I texted hubs about what had happened and realized I had failed to take pictures. Thankfully, he was pretty understanding about it. Daughter was home from college and a little annoyed she was home alone as the boys were hunting. Mom guilt was real, but I made it up to her with a Sonic slush and onion rings and a good two-hour chat before she headed out to her friend’s house.
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I cheated and skipped ahead in the stories. Very hot and interesting to see your progress over the years. You've gotten comfortable and confident enough to bring out the secret weapon more readily to get over the top.
Oh to think where this could have gone if the time was utilized better! Hopefully you'll get another chance and any awkwardness is surely passed now.
"I did tell him to warn me if he was going to cum..." Would have been OK with him coming in your mouth? (On first date, in general?)
Like: That you had a vibe at the ready.
Don't like: No pictures!!
I would have been fine with cum in my mouth though likely wouldn't have swallowed... I'm not a big fan of that and rarely do for someone new unless I really know they expect it. And even then sometimes I choke in the moment (literally or figuratively) and don't do it.
@CL_Love I think most men would take "warn me if you're going to cum" as "don't DARE cum in my mouth!" I know I would. Then we he belatedly felt it happening, there was no time to discuss, so he pulled away and let it fly wherever.
My friend D used to love for me to cum in her mouth, so she could give half of it back to me in a kiss. 😁
@CleavageFan4U LOL - the real question is if you liked getting half of it back in a kiss.
Interesting...It really never occurred to me that he would think it meant he couldn't cum in my mouth. I just seriously wanted to be prepared for it so I could point the tip a bit more towards my cheek or put my tongue over the end so the first couple more powerful spurts didn't hit my gag reflex.
@CL_Love I didn't mind the taste of my own cum (had eaten it out of her pussy before), and I found the concept (called "snowballing" apparently) EXTREMELY HOT.
Ahh, I see - you needed to prepare for what was to come (pun intended). Like I said I'm thinking most men would hear "don't cum in my mouth" so as unsexy as it is, additional clarification might help. But I realize things were a bit off timing-wise for you two this time.
@CleavageFan4U I had a guy that prior to cumming (and in fact, in many conversations prior to hooking up), thought the idea of snowballing was super hot...but in the moment when I pulled him to me to kiss him (again, this was HIS idea), completely resisted and pulled away from me as I tried to kiss him. This guy was really struggling to accept his sexual identity and kinky desires. I was hoping to help him by showing him I didn't judge his wishes and was willing to assist in making some of his fetish fantasies come true. But alas, once he came and some blood had returned to his brain...he couldn't cope.
@CL_Love I've only ever eaten my own cum, but when I was dating the couple, HE damn nearly pushed me out of the way to eat my cum out of his GF's freshly fucked pussy. I don't really see it in gender affinity terms, just upping the intimacy by sharing body fluids. I'm the same way with lapping up squirt and letting a lady taste her pussy on my lips during a kiss after eating her.