Even eight years later I can hardly believe my experience. It all started with me and my boyfriend, Dave, getting in a fight on that fate filled Friday night.
Men behaving as children, I thought to myself. Why had I thought this Friday night would be any different than the last several. Dave, my fiancé, appeared to be more interested in hanging out with his marine friends then spending the night with me. That is how I found myself on a Friday night all dressed up with limited places to go.
I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Beth Travel. At the time I was nineteen , I'm now 27, I am 5' 8" with blonde hair that comes down to my shoulders. My ski sloped breast are a perfect 36C which helps to emphasis my narrow waist and exotic hips. When it came to boys and men I was a little inexperienced but as with any teenager I was full of life and the will to experiment. I enjoyed the thought of visiting new places, meeting new people and experimenting with my sexual desires. I was a little naive but was very willing to learn.
Dave, my boyfriend at the time, was nearly 28 at the time. He was 5'11", stick thin, and every bit the marine he'd signed up to be. He had a thin and narrow face hidden by large wire rim glasses and surrounded by thin blonde hair that was already starting to recede. His friends nicknamed him Dave the dork. However, there was something both physically and emotionally that attracted me to him. I was young and dumb and had never been in an adult relationship before. This may have accounted for some of the attraction. We had been living together for two months and everything was fine except for Dave's continual willingness to leave me at the drop of a hat to spend time with his marine buddies. Two to three nights a week Dave would leave to hang out with his buddies and I was starting to suspect he was having an affair with an old girlfriend.
Having expected to spend the night with Dave, I had dressed for the evening in my best black blouse, black skirt and heels. As I put on my favorite Lilac bra I had pinched my sensitive nipples so they were clearly visible through the bra. I chose not to wear any panties. I wanted to make sure Dave wouldn't make a mistake about how I wanted the evening to turn out.
Well maybe Dave would rather spend the evening with his friends, but I wasn't going to spend another evening watching movies alone. I thought as I headed out for the evening. I had been invited to a party latter in the evening. I decided to go to the high school football game until it was time for the party.
As I started climbing the bleachers I saw Josh. We had known each other since sixth grade and had always teased each other about becoming serious. Josh was six feet tall with blonde hair and blue eyes. Josh had been the star track team member and I had spent numerous high school days watching him turn laps around the track. I started to wonder what must be underneath those shorts he was wearing as I sat down on the bleacher next to him. As the game progressed, I saw Josh, eyeing my legs and almost staring at where my panties should be.
The game proved to be boring; our team was losing badly by half time. "Josh, do you want to leave and find something more exciting to do." I asked in my sexist voice. "I don't have any plans for the night and I thought maybe we could spend a little time alone reminiscing about old times." I did have the party I could go to, but those plans could change depending on Josh.
"Beth, why don't we go to my place and I'll see what I can cook up" Josh said as we both got up and headed down the bleachers. We made quite a pair walking down the bleachers hand in hand. What a sight we must have been with me in the short skirt, and Josh in his T-shirt and shorts.
At Joshes apartment, he spent quite a bit of time getting the place set up. He lit a candle in each room and I smelled incense burning throughout the house. The Lilac fragrance toyed with my nose.
"Josh, this is wonderful." I said as he took my hand and lead me to the dinner table. There before my eyes was my favorite dish of spaghetti with meat sauce. I watched Josh as he poured a glass of wine. I pulled by skirt up to give Josh a better view of my shaved pussy.
Josh set down across from me. We made small talk about school, graduation, and plans for the future as we sat and ate the excellent meal he had prepared. Slipping my foot out of my shoes, I slowly began to trace them up Joshes' leg. He didn't seem to mind my attention. This evening might turn out better than I had anticipated.
Leading me to the couch, Josh slipped a CD into the player. Looking me deeply in the eyes he said "Beth, we have been teasing each other for years but tonight let's stop the teasing and start doing what each of us wants." As he said this the CD began to play.
There on the screen, a man with a twelve inch cock was playing with the woman's' breast as his cock was pounding her pussy. "Does this excite you Beth." Josh asked as his hands touched my thighs.
"Yes" I gasped as I slowly leaned over and kissed him. I felt my body temperature rising as our lips met for the first time. My hands slid down to his trousers and I started to stroke his cock. Would he ever get hard I wondered. Then I realized he was hard but he definitely didn't have enough to satisfy my desires No wonder he could run like the wind. His manhood would definitely not offer any wind resistance. At that moment I felt sorry for him. He would never satisfy a woman on his own but I had been excited all day since he had invited me over and I decided he deserved a quick blow job for all the efforts. A pity blow job is what my girl friends would call this.
"Josh your my best friend and I really want to satisfy you" I lied as I leaned over and unzipped his pants. His midget cock was still flaccid reminding me of my nine your old brother's poor excuse for manhood. As I gently brought his cock to my lips, I thought of all the times I had imagined Josh oh top of me, fucking my pussy until I screamed. Now with his cock in my mouth, I knew I wouldn't even offer a pity fuck to this size member
Not surprising Joshes fully erect member didn't ever reach the back of my throat. After just a few seconds of sucking and licking, Joshes' weak stream went down my throat. From the look on his face you would have thought he was a god accepting the offering he deserved from his followers. After this minor eruption in my mouth, Josh curled up next to me and fell asleep. Hopefully plan number two will work out better I thought to myself as I left Josh with a smile on the corner of his sleeping face.
Staring at the dark windows of Eric's' house, I began to wonder if this was a cursed night. Then I heard Eric's' voice coming from across the street. As I walked toward the sounds, I heard water splashing and the unmistakable noise of a whirlpool. Peeking around the corner of their neighbor's house I saw Eric, Bob, Stacy and a female I didn't know drying off with towels.
"Eric, are you sure the neighbor won't mind us using the spa while they are out of town" I heard Stacy ask in her mouse like voice. Whining again, I thought to myself as I listened to their conversation. She must be very good in bed for him to stay with a woman who has that voice.
"It will be fine Stacy, What they don't know won't hurt them." Eric said in his commanding police officer voice. "Now that we're done, let's go back to our place and see what else is cooking." Hearing this I rushed back across the street before I was noticed by the group.
I watched as Eric walked across the street. A towel wrapped around his broad shoulders, his hairy chest exposed and his manhood barely covered by Speedo bathing trunks. Eric was 5'10, short black hair with a little boys face. Yet, he was very handsome at the same time with dazzling blue eyes. At 33 Eric had the physic of a man half his age. Most men that were almost twice my age didn't excite me, but as I watched Eric prance across the street I began to wonder how magnificent he must be in bed.
