True story

So I’ve written a ‘story’, which is actually pretty damn true, therefore I post it as blog.

I didn't really use time to proof read it or anything and my english vocabulary still isn't the best. But maybe you'll enjoy the story anyhow, I hope so!

Well anyhow, make sure that you read the whole thing. It happened to me maybe 2 months ago(?)



Where was I? I was sitting on a couch. It wasn’t my living room, definitely not. I looked at the floor, and there were my clothes. I was wearing a long white t shirt, which smelled quite manly. ‘Not mine’ I thought. Then a door opened, and a man came towards me. I couldn’t really see who he was, but I know I was happy to see him. He was totally naked, and when I looked at his half erected dick, I knew that he was happy to see me too. “Now come here” and without answering he came closer, until he was standing right in front of me. I got up and kissed him, I stood on my toes to do that, but he wasn’t really in to it, just standing there not moving.
I knew what he liked, what all men liked, so I got down on my knees and touched his Dick. As I did, it moved a little, just like it would want to say ‘Hi’. I moved my head forward and touched the tip of his dick with my tongue, while massaging his balls with my hand. He sure as hell liked that and was hard in seconds, just then he was ready to really get sucked. I moved my head forward and back while doing crazy stuff with my tongue, and when I looked up to see his face I just saw him throwing his head back. After like a minute or so, I had the taste of sperm in my mouth ‘precum’ I thought, and stopped sucking.
I got on the couch, and ripped my shirt off, my boobs jumped a little as I did. I spread looked at him and said “won’t you repay the favour?” in the sexiest voice I could. And repaying he did I had to hold on to the couch, or I would have fallen over as he was licking and playing with his hands at the same time. Then everything was kind of blurry. I remember how he fucked me doggystyle. I was sweating all over, and I could smell his sweat too. I felt his hands around my ass, he had quite the hard grip I must say. And I felt how his cock went deep inside me, while I moaned everytime it went back out, a little. He must have been fucking me at an absurd speed. “Oh yeah, fuck me harder, harder!” I heard myself say.
He started slapping my ass, first very softly, but then he went harder and it did hurt quite a bit… “Yeah, harder, treat me like a slut” I screamed, and then he pulled my hair. That really hurt and now I was screaming in pain, but he was just encouraged by that. And after just a few more strokes, I came, passion and pain just so near to each other. Like he didn’t care about my orgasm he turned me around, and fucked me while looking at my face. I closed my eyes, and was kinda happy that it was just sex again, not sex and pain. But not even a minute later, he suddenly stopped fucking me, I knew he was about to cum, so I sat up and sucked his dick, seconds later his big white load “splashed” into my face. Much of it in my mouth, but some of it landed in my eye or my hair. “That was good”, I said.
But hold on, I promised a story, and all you get is a sex scene without any context? Alright, here’s some story for you…
I was at the bar, the bar I’ve been a couple of times with some friends of mine. But my friends weren’t there; it was just me and some liqueur. And I had drunk some.
You know, enough to make you forget what you wanna forget but too less to let you forget where you live. Well anyhow, I didn’t know anyone except the barkeeper, an old, short, black male with grey hair who I had seen twice or so. So I looked around and thought…
A bar, a bar is something for old people. I was in clubs often, listening to loud electronic music and spilling my drinks, meeting people but not hear what they say, fuck one on the toilet, that’s for young people, that’s what i know. But I felt like being old for once and that’s why I was sitting in a bar, thinking about why i was in a bar. Luckily a young white man with short brown hair derailed my train of thought.
„Shanina?“ he said. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, because he knew me and I couldn’t even barely recognize his face. I must have looked horrible and I’m pretty sure you could smell the liquor a mile away. « It’s me, Jon, Jonathan, I’ve been working with you on that student project » Of course that’s not 100% what he said, but that’s what I remember what he said. And a few drinks later and much chit chat in between I told him I had to go home. „You can impossibly be thin ing that you’ll be able to drive tonight? “ „You’re pretty wasted as well!“ I giggled and he then said that we could share a cab. Cabs are expensive and thus i was willing to agree.
Well then my memory is again a bit blurry, I think I almost puked in the cab and Jon then was so nice to take me to his place. Where he offered me to sleep on the couch. Sounds stupid now, why didn’t he offer me the bed and slept on the couch himself, but back then I would have been happy with the floor. I went to his bathroom and got naked, I just felt dirty somehow, maybe I had vomited, I can’t recall, so I decided to take a shower. And I did, it felt good how the cold water was running down my body. Jon lived alone I figured, but I didn’t have a problem with that and took his Shampoo, that smelled like After Shave somehow, I mean the typical manly after shave smell... I rubbed the shampoo in and in the process i got kinda horny. I think it was mainly the thought that i was totally naked in somebody elses bathroom using his shampoo that turned me on. I was drunk so I couldn’t stop my hands from moving towards my pussy. I just had to rub myself, fingers turning and twisting at my clit, but that kind of wasn’t enough for me. So I pointed the ‘shower head’ at my pussy and it felt wonderful. I felt every little waterjet on my body.
But i still was in need of more than just that. I looked around, and saw his razer. It was a Guillette, looked like one I used myself, just that his had a battery in it. I turned it on and it started to vibrate a little. Of course I instantly knew what to do with it and turned it around and stuck the not sharp end inside my pussy. Maybe it was the alcohol, but I didn’t feel much of the vibration. I didn’t really care because I was so wet already, I didn’t need any vibration. I just started pounding myself with the razor and I think I was moaning loudly while I did it. Well as said, my memory is a bit blurry but I think I came pretty loud under Jonathan’s shower, moaning in ecstasy. After I came, I suddenly felt a bit tired. I turned the shower off, put the razor back to its place, took my clothes and opened the door of the bathroom. Jonathan had brought a pillow for me(he laid it on the couch) and was drinking a beer.
First I was sure he heard me masturbate, because he was grinning at me, enjoining his beer, but then I realized that he was staring at my naked body. I kinda took advantage of the whole situation and walked to him, looking him right in the eye. I used a seducing voice and said “Baby, I sadly can’t wear any of these clothes no more, can’t you get me a shirt or something from you that I could wear for tonight?”

It was morning. I laid on the couch, and I was wearing a white t-shirt that went almost to my knees(I’m not a very very tall person) I walked to the kitchen, where Jonathan was making breakfast. “Jon, what happened tonight?” He had a look on his face that I couldn’t really identify. “Well after you were done showering, you kinda tried to seduce me. You asked for a shirt so I brought you one, then you said that I would stink, that I should take a shower and you would wait for me. So I took a shower and when I came back, you were asleep, so I went to bed too.” I was actually feeling quite happy that I didn’t let Jonathan fuck me the other night. At least that’s what I think, that everything after the shower was just a dream, but who knows…
I thanked Jon for not taking advantage of the situation and gave hime a kiss on the cheek.
After that I got dressed(I let him watch of course ^^), went home and had a headache for like a week…