Househo's Joy Fuck Club

Date with BJ

09 Aug 2011 5 Comments

by househo in Relations Tags: anal, BJ, breast, car sex, cock, condoms, doggy style, kissing, lubrication, oral sex

So the big MFM party is later this month and I have yet to meet my selections for it.  Finally feeling better from all my crap issues, I send out a text to my two hopefuls.  Both answer and BJ immediately wants to meet.  Like today.   So I decide to finagle things at home to make this possible.

BJ is someone I have been chatting with for well over a year.  Last summer we tried a meeting but it was a bust.  Then we have had a few Webcam moments and a little phone sexing.  He has been very patient and non-demanding with me.  And that is what I found really appealing about him.  Oh and that he was super cute.

We met at a restaurant with a bar and he was already seated drinking a beer and munching some tortilla chips.  I ordered a glass of wine and we chatted some.  He is quite mild manner and easy to talk to, which is a big plus!  He wanted things to move faster than they were going.  My wine was two glasses and I offered for him to drink the other.  He quickly downed it before I drank the rest of mine.  I had mentioned a bit earlier that I had issues with alcohol interfering with my orgasms so I was not looking for a buzz. He mentioned that it goes that way with him as well. 

He had asked if I scoped out a spot for us to play and I said I did.  So off we went.  I had him drive us to a secluded spot in a business district that I knew was empty.  We parked and began making out in his car. It’s always amazes me how gentle men are with breasts.  Their touch can be so light and at times I want to scream in frustration with their butterfly kisses and tell them that it’s ok to be a bit rough with them. BJ was not seeing that off the bat.  He had taken a few moments to play with them while we kissed.  It was a nice tongue action and full lips that didn’t turn me off at all. 

He then stated his cock needed some attention. He took out his cock and I liked the size and length of it.  Not huge and just right! Sitting in his car going down on his cock was something I found uncomfortable but doable for the time being.  It now dawns on me how I bitched about the way men touch my breasts, well how about with men in regards to the way us women handle their cocks?  I did my regular thing of working up and down the length of the shaft before hitting the sensitive head and then sucking it into my mouth.  Luckily for me BJ is quite vocal in telling me what he wanted and kept asking for more tongue, more teeth and more spit.  It was like I was in a porn flick and I was going to town on this man’s junk.

I found it all hilarious and tried my best to keep my whore on, except I am such a jokester that it I would say something naughty and end it with a giggle.  I’m sure that did not come off as hot.

As he is all kicked back in the driver’s seat and I am eating his cock, I found myself increasing uncomfortable in my position and finally after a good time slobbering all over his dick. I decide to say it’s my turn.  Which he in turn mauled my breasts again and made out some more.

We then moved outside of the car which was much cooler than in the car.  He brought out a condom and started to slip it on.  I was looking it over and it being a white condom also tells me the lubrication isn’t that great on them.  That had me a little worried. I am not a condom fan that is dry. 

He had me move to the front of the car and take off my shorts.  Bending me over the hood of the car he enters me doggy style, which was hot.  I do wish though that he spent more time on me but too late I guess.  He begins to pound me from behind and it’s pretty amazing.  With moments of breaks, he would start back up and pound me even faster and harder from the last time.   At one point in time I wondered if I would lose a filling or something from the speed he was going at.  

At one point he would slap my ass and grab my hair as he continued to fuck me, while talking dirty to me.  Every time he stopped it was like putting everything on pause and broke the spell so to speak.  After several times of him doing this, I was pretty much done and waited for him to cum.  I even asked after a while, Did you cum?

I am not sure if he was controlling it because he said it took him a while to get there.  So I just let him do his thing.  I pretty much lost the excitement of it and wanted to see where this would go.  What really put the brakes on it all was when he started talking about me being ready for anal.   *sigh* Why do men do that?  How do you know we are ready, if we are not begging for it?  Just because we discussed it earlier about it being done at the party AND specifically stating that I NEED TO BE PREPED FOR IT!!  Doesn’t mean that if you are jack hammering my pussy that my ass will miraculously be ready for you dick!  What’s more is that he tried to take his liberties on this and I had to say No, you can’t go there.

So by now he stops and takes off the condom in hopes I will suck his rubber tasting cock and I don’t want to.  Ick..  So I spit all over it and stroke him.  He tells me he wants to cum on my face and I say sure as long as it’s not in my mouth.   So I continue to spit and stroke until he says he is going to cum.  Sure enough he gets some in my mouth and I immediately start to gag.  I can’t help it.  I immediately start spitting it out before I hurl.  My stupid faults for having my mouth open when he did. 

Now I have to wonder.. is this guy worthy of a ticket to our MFM party?  I sure as hell didn’t get off and he tried to take liberties instead of asking.  But then, I strung the man along for a year.  Thoughts?