#49, Guy's story: PART 2 /Ferry boat story. (Part 1 is ~2 posts prior.)
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Of course, the more I tried to ignore it and not think about it, the more rigid it seemed to become. At one stage I thought it was maybe going to rupture, which seems silly now, but at the time I didn't know. When we were talking and joking and laughing it was easy to not think about it, but our thinking seemed to be getting fairly fragmented. We'd had far too many cookies for our age, and would alternate between engaged and amusing talking to sort of zoning out for a few minutes at a time. This went on for a while. A couple of times, during the zoned out stages, I noticed Erica gazing in the direction of my shorts, which brought back my awareness, so I went to the toilet, which was an adventure in itself, trying to pee for the first time when stoned. Suffice to say it took a long time, and the darned thing popped back to fully erect as soon as my bladder finished emptying. I'd had boners before, morning wood etc, but this one was rather persistent. Must've been the hash cookie. (It has subsequently affected me the same way.)

Fast forward a few hours. We'd asked our parents if we could sleep on the deck, not wanting the claustrophobia of the cabin, and they wanted to know if we were OK, because we were talking funny. I can't remember who did it or how, but they were eventually reassured that maybe we had just a bit of sunstroke, so they were OK with that. We grabbed some foam pads and cotton blankets, and dossed down in our "spot". I felt deeply relaxed after a yummy meal, I think the cookies were starting to wear off, it was a beautiful night, and sleep came in about 5 minutes.
Some time later I slowly woke up to find Erica snuggled in behind me. She whispered "shh" to me, and I nodded, then spoke very softly to me in German, and one hand came around and started gently massaging my dick through my shorts. That felt pretty good. She smelled nice. Her voice, in a language I didn't understand, sounded sweet, and the whole experience was totally exotic, not to mention erotic. The first erotic experience I'd had. She put her hand inside my shorts and continued gently rubbing, slowly, so as not to make any noise. It took a looong time but when I came it was definitely worth the wait. I couldn't' believe what I'd felt, it was just brilliant. Then she kissed me, said something else, softly, in German, and rolled away back to her own mattress and went to sleep.
We arrived at our destination early the next morning, and had to say goodbye, and she behaved as though nothing had happened. But I'll never forget her face, her smell, the image of her breast, and the first ever orgasm I'd experienced, at her hand. Thank you Erica, wherever you are. (Not her real name, of course.)
True story.

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#48, Guy's story: A long time ago (1999-2000?) I worked with a Polynesian chick who I never really noticed before our Christmas party. I got real drunk and ended up dancing with her late in the party. At the end of the party we drifted into the hotel bar for the "after party". At that point, I figured I had to go. The Polynesian chick was kinda paying attention to me, but I didn't think she'd miss me, so I just got up and started to walk out. She caught me just outside the room and told me to wait and we'd leave together. We walked out of the hotel and were blasted by the cold. Felt great. We walked to her car and I don't remember how, but started to make out a bit. She told me, "You can't handle me." I thought, "Whatever." She said, in between kisses, "I'm a freak....you won't know what to do...." Again, I thought, "Ok, big talk...let's see where this goes."
I suggested we go back her place (very nearby), so she said to go get my car and to follow her. I SPRINTED to my car across the lot, got in, revved up and drove back to her spot, but she had already pulled out and was down the drive. I squealed around to catch up to her, but she'd already turned! I raced to catch up, coming to an interstate on ramp and couldn't figure out which way she'd went?! Nooo! So I crapped out. Or did I?
On Monday at work I debated whether or not to call her. Finally my dick took over and I did. She thought I just went home and thought better of hooking up. Um, no. So we set a date for dinner at her apartment. Fast forward...We drank a couple bottles of wine and then she went in her bedroom and brought back a black nighty and asked me if I liked it. Now I thought her kinkiness was having me wear this thing (whatever gets me laid!), but she was just showing me the get up I'd be ripping off her in about five minutes.
So she changes and leads me into the bedroom, plops me back on her waterbed (!) and unzips my pants. She sucks me for a while and as I move up the bed, she reaches into her nightstand and pulls out a little tin container. She takes a make-up brush out of the tin and proceeds to dust my cock. She says it's spices so my dick will taste better. Um....ok.
After a bit, I flip her over and go down on her for (seemingly) forever. (My previous girlfriend to her didn't like me to go down on her, but loved me to
finger bang her REALLY hard, so this was a chance for me to get back into practicing my oral arts.) After a long while down there we started fucking in so many different positions I lost count. The waterbed made it difficult to get leverage, but we just kept fucking and fucking.
At one point, she was on top and slid down to suck me some more (the wine helped numb my dick so I went forever without cuming...more on that later). She spread my legs and then pushed them back so she could suck my balls and then rocked me back a bit more and started tonguing my asshole. Whoa! That was a (very nice) surprise. (My first ass licking....Daddy likey.) So after a great long while of this, she got back on top of me and fucked for a bit more.
Now here's the part of the story where I lose most people: at this point we've been sucking and fucking for hours. I've had my way with her and she's had her way with me.. While on top of me, she asks, "Can I pee on you?" I ask if she means pee on my face? "No, just pee on you.." In my mind, I figure if I let her do this, then there is NOTHING I won't be able to do to her later. It's her bed (again, a waterbed with rubber mattress), so I say, "Sure." At this point, before I can change my mind, she raises up, and starts to pee on my crotch. When she's done, she slides back on and continues to fuck me even harder. Who knew urine was such a good lubricant?
Well now we're rolling. So we fuck and fuck and fuck some more. She sucks me again - my urine flavored dick! It's getting really late (or really early), and I haven't come yet. My dick is SORE. So while we're laying there for a breather I have her lick my asshole again (so nice I had her do it twice!) and then bend her over and fuck her in her (very tight) ass. We're so sweaty, my dick easily goes in and after a very short time, I finally blow the mother load. I've never come that much before or since. I just couldn't stop. And all the while I'm grabbing her hair and reaching around to squeeze her (fake) tit. I was just unloading on this chick. Ahhhhhhhh.
So, that was it for that night. It was 4am...we started fucking at 10pm. We rested for a couple hours (she in the very wet spot) and then I went home still not believing I got my cock dusted, my ass licked, twice, got pissed on and sodomized this chick. Absolutely true story!

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#47, Guy's story: We shared a bottle of wine and smoked a joint in central park, it was dark out and kind of late, probably around eleven or twelve. We were hidden among a cluster of rocks near the fountain and were making out furiously, the sweetness of her tongue making my cock throb. i caressed her lithe little body grabbing her round ass and squeezing her perfect tits. She rubbed at the massive bulge in my pants and then snapped my button and unzipped my fly. My rock hard erection popped out and she rubbed it all over her face slowly rubbing my big head over her lips, chin, cheeks while sensuously running her tongue along the underside of my throbbing penis. She keeps telling me how big and hard i am, I'm speechless with pleasure. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asks and my pulsing cock answers for me. She lays down on the grass, spreading her legs and i lick her until her pussy is dripping wet. I climb on top and start rubbing my dick into her clit and up and down her pussy smacking it to tease her. I finally squeeze my head in and she moans, i fucked her with subtle movement poking just my tip in and out of her tight pussy. I start pounding deeper and deeper slamming my rock hard erection into her wet cunt. Our juices are dripping everywhere and i feel her pussy squeezing my dick, contracting around my hardness. She's screaming for more grinding up against me and i keep pounding away while occasionally looking around nervously for people. A few minutes pass and i see a couple of people walking their dogs. I turn her around and she sticks her cute round butt into air giving me perfect access to her pussy. I shove my cock in and can barely last two minutes before i explode all over her ass my cum spraying all over her back and hair.

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#46, Guy's story: My family took a winter off when I was 12 to do a half-world tour, traveling like backpackers, using local transport, nothing much organized. My sister was almost 14. We both thought this "no resort booked" type holiday was a bit scary, but it gave us a few months off school, and out parents were like hippies, and did this sort of thing often (only not so ambitious-this was big), so it was OK, and overall we looked forward to it.

Turned out to be quite a mindblowing tour, in more ways than one. I lost my virginity that winter, in the tropics, to a girl of 18 who was working part time as a hairdresser at a beach hut in Thailand, but that's for another time. Maybe. This story is about...well, never mind.

We were on a ferry between islands, in the Indonesian archipelago. It was a two day voyage, the ferry was fairly basic, with one big room for sleeping, a kitchen/eating area, and a couple of toilets/showers. No pool, no bar, no separate accommodations. In fact, the local passengers mainly slept wherever they felt like, out on the deck if it was hot. I couldn't believe it when we got on, it was wooden, had a mast and sail, but also used the engine, and most of the crew spoke no English. The only other Westerners on the boat were another family from Germany, doing a similar thing to us, and a couple of random backpackers. My older sister befriended the German girl, who was about the same age, and "claimed" a spot at the very front of the boat, where there was room for four of five people to spread out in the sun on the wooden deck, and lean against a structure that I think was a store room. Me, my sister, the German girl, and her younger brother who was about 10, "hung" there, and enjoyed the view, talked, sunbathed, got bored together, swapped cassette tapes (the early version of MP3's) and generally got on. Andrea (my sister) had bought some homemade biscuits from a guy in Denpassar, near where we left from, and she then told us they were hash cookies, and we were all recklessly enthusiastic to try them. He had told her that "someone your age, only eat half. Wait one, maybe two hours. Everything very good. Very strong. Don't eat more." So the four of us shared two. Waited an hour, pretty much pretending to be stoned, and nothing much really registered as an unusual feeling. So we shared another two. It didn't matter that we were starting to feel disappointed by the cookies. It was a beautiful day, there were nearby spectacular thunderstorms, flying fish periodically burst out of the surface, skimmed along beide the boat, all silvery and graceful, some of the passengers were singing down the back while someone played what looked like a guitar but wasn't, the sea was like something out of a travel brochure, the German girl, Erica, was extremely pretty, her brother Christian, was quite mature for his age, and we got on well and nattered away forty to the dozen, and life was just good. The old diesel engine muttered away to itself and anyone else listening with a tuneful and relaxed babble, sending a gentle, barely perceptible tremor through the vessel. You could see how the sail billowed out a bit, and hear the lines holding it squeak and rub. The boat moved jauntily with the small waves, riding the swell, and I instinctively knew this was a good boat, happy in the ocean, seaworthy, and with a competent and cheerful crew. I felt great.

I first noticed it because the girls were laughing. They'd been laughing for what seemed a long time, although it wasn't. And the laughter had developed into an attack of the giggles. This seemed funny, so we started laughing, too, with no idea why. This made the girls laugh even more, and we suddenly realized at the same time that we were all whacked. This made us laugh more. And start to point out stuff to each other, like a patch of seaweed, or the way the sun glinted off the whitecaps, or another boat a mile or so away..all sorts of mundane stuff we got excited about, and made up dumb stories. It was fun. Everything seemed novel and remarkable and funny. At one point during this frivolity, Erica giggled extra hard, and sort of half doubled over, one of her boobs got loose, and we're like "woo-hoo!" "wow" and pointing. She laughed, too and tucked it back and jokingly said "well now you have to show me your penis. It's only fair" So I gave her an extremely quick flash of it over the waistband of my shorts, then put it away. Normally I would have been way too bashful to do that. She seemed surprised, smiled widely, and said "Big boy" which was real nice, even if it was crap. I was average sized, maybe a teensy bit above, but maybe it looked bigger because it was semi erect. It responded to the compliment (or maybe to the sight of Ericas' breast) by erecting a bit more, and then a bit more, until it became uncomfortable, so I repositioned myself to try and hide the bulge and tried to ignore it.

To be continued.

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#45, Guy's story: One day, I fucked my hot European roommate. I quickly showered then fucked my then-girlfriend when she came over. After she left, I went back to my roommate and fooled around some more with her. True story.

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#44, Guy's story: We'd gone out all night and danced and sweat and rubbed on each other and flirted with whoever looked. Back at her apartment, the two of us kissed like it had never happened before. We stripped and paid painstaking attention to the details. After about a half hour the dawn light was streaming through the window and the morning people were heading to work. We turned to sixty-nine. She was on top and, within a short time, orgasmed so violently that her legs and arms collapsed causing her crotch to suffocate me and my cock to push into her throat farther than she'd ever allowed it. Needless to say, I came just seconds after she did. We've gone our separate ways, but when I need to get off, that's the fantasy that I go to. True story.

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#43, Guy's story: My girlfriend and I were staying at a hotel in the middle of summer in a very warm city (Sacramento). When we checked in - it was the middle of the afternoon - I noticed that the windows had a heavy reflective coating on them in order to keep the sunshine and heat out. The hotel had exterior corridors, and I noticed that when we left the heavy drapes open and stepped outside we couldn't see back into the room, provided that the 'sheers', (the gauzy, semi- transparent curtains) were drawn. Even someone (or someones) on the bed only a couple of feet from the window was completely invisible to anyone passing by, although we could see them perfectly in the bright outdoor sun.

That was enough for us. While she was in the bathroom, I quickly got naked, and laid down on the bed, masturbating like a fifteen year old. I lay facing the windows, legs spread wide, and had a huge boner within seconds. The first people, a youngish couple, passed by almost immediately. If they had been able to see in, they would have seen my low hanging nuts bouncing up and down as I stroked furiously. My girlfriend joined me and we both lay on the bed, legs spread wide apart, putting on a 'show' for people no more than three feet away, but who had no idea we were there. My dick was harder than it ever had been before, and her pussy was wet. so I mounted her and we went at it., changing positions as several more groups of people passed by. Finally, one family with a couple of kids, including a very hot teenage daughter, paused for a moment right outside our room, engaged in a mild argument of some sort.. That put me over the edge. I exploded with groan loud enough so that I think they might have heard me, although they could never see inside our room. My girlfriend came almost as loudly as I unloaded a huge stream of cum inside her.

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#42, Guy's story: Once my girlfriend woke me up with a blowjob. There's nothing like waking up with a beautiful girl's mouth wrapped around your cock. She was doing it from the side so I played with her ass (which was in a thong) and her clit. I called her a nasty girl and she bobbed her head up and down on it and moaned. God that was hot. I love my girlfriend. True story.

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#41, Girl's story: One time in college I was at a party, pretty drunk, but so was everybody else. I got to talking to this cute guy and we were flirting with each other pretty wildly. We ended up in a dark corner of the room and he rubbed my clit and fingered me to orgasm. I took him home with me and fucked his brains out that night. That's probably one of the sluttiest things I've ever done. True story.

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#40, Guy's story: When I was young, in middle school, I started noticing my sister. She was blossoming in every way - hips, ass, tits. She was just a year older than me, but a freshman in high school. We've always been close... which with siblings of course means fighting just as much as it means loving.

When we got this age she became an emotional train wreck. Boys, school, out of school activities, parents... combine it all with hormones and just like most typical teenagers she became a walking disaster. She was often yelling, crying, storming out of the house... I can't say much more for myself, but she hit this phase much earlier than I did, even age wise. Even though I was younger and certainly less experienced with the world at the time than she was, she would still come to me for comfort. She was often in my room when she was crying... pacing around me at the foot of my bed spurting out the story of what made her so upset, of course, laced generously with obscenities and hitting my bed or the wall. It often ended with me holding her on my bed while she calmed down, lightly sobbing. Sometimes she would be so exhausted that she'd fall asleep.

This one time, I don't even remember why she was upset now, but she was extremely upset, pulling her own hair and screaming louder than usual. It ended, as usual, with me holding her while she calmed down. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed... her head was in my lap and I was playing with her hair. Her eyes were closed and I was looking down at her gorgeous body. I couldn't take my eyes off her chest... her bra was sticking out of her shirt and her breasts looked wonderful in it. I awoke from my breast-gazing slumber to her asking, "What are you looking at?" I didn't even notice her open her eyes as I had been too busy looking elsewhere. I said nothing. "Are you looking at my boobs?" she asked. I continued my silence. She turned over and sat up on her knees. She looked me dead in the eye, her face still red from crying and asked me again. I didn't know what to say. She sat back a little and put her hands behind her back. She undid her bra and lifted her shirt over her head and I watched as her tits came bouncing back down. She asked me, "Is this what you want?" and cupped them in her hands, pressing them together. She sat back up and pushed them into my face.

I had only been with a couple girls before. I had never had sex and the most I had done was make out with a girl while we were in our underwear.

She reached down and put her hand on my hard-on. I'm more assertive now that I'm older, but I wasn't at all then. She pushed me back onto my bed and mounted me. I was so confused, but I wanted whatever was about to happen to happen. She was beautiful and even though I had noticed her body changing I never actually thought about doing anything with her.

She bent down and kissed me and I kissed her back. She shoved her tongue between my lips and we started making out right there on my bed. My sister. Me. I put my hands on her waist, but she moved them up to her breasts. I squeezed them hard... they were fantastic. She took her pants off and mine too then got back on me. Now she was grinding directly on my cock. We kept making out... I rubbed my cock onto her, she rubbed back onto me and I came pretty quickly. Being young though, I didn't lose much hardness and she just kept going. I touched her everywhere... she'd often guide my hand somewhere else where she wanted it more apparently, sometimes squeezing it to make me grab her harder. Eventually she started grinding on me harder, faster, breathing heavily. She sat up and put her hands on my chest and started rubbed into me as hard and fast as she could. She started shaking and let out a few little yelps. I didn't know what had happened at the time because I had never made a girl orgasm before. She doubled over and just laid on my chest for awhile, stroking my body with her fingers. My cock was still pulsating under her pelvis. She dismounted me and pulled my pants off. I asked her, "What are you doing?", but she didn't say anything. Then she grabbed my cock which was as hard as could be, bent over and put it in her mouth. I had never had a blowjob before so I was in heaven. It didn't take me long and I came right in her mouth and she had no hesitation swallowing. She sat up and put her clothes back on, kissed me and left.

Plenty more happened between us after that, but that's for another day.

True story.

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