For a while I lived in this housing complex that has a lot of young single people. It had a central outdoor mailbox area where foot traffic flowed through. There was this really cute guy I would see sometimes, and we'd crossed paths more than once when we both had dates with us. I was going through a particularly gay time in my dating life, so he'd only seen me with women. Eventually he broke the ice in a flirty/friendly way by complimenting me on a recent babe id been with, and we ended up exchanging numbers (it's neighborly!). One thing led to another, and we became routine TV buddies for the end of our NBA team's season.

Things were always flirty, but they really took a turn to the more direct the night that he figured out I was bi. I told him how I was mostly with girls who were rather short (I'm 5'3") recently, and how I missed being wrapped up by a big spoon type. He charmed me into his lap, and I got really cozy while watching a post season game I didn't care about. I could feel him getting stiff, and eventually he grabbed my thick butt meat and pulled it apart a little so that his erection was pressed firmly against my ass. He brushed my tits through my clothes and nuzzled my neck and generally gave me the cozy boy vibes I'd been missing. From that time forward he would expect me to sit in his lap at some point when I came by.

I was a bit naive and having him wedge his hard bulge against my asshole made me wonder questions like "what could it possibly mean? He must just want to be really close to me, for comfy snuggly vibes" haha. My panties were often wet when I got home, and I patiently waited his next move. He had a natural top energy that made me really passive. One time when I was getting really squirmy, he wrapped his hand around my torso, seat-belt style. He placed his hand on my throat - it wasn't super threatening, just very casually commanding. He told me that when he held me by the throat he was indicating that he would be doing something new, and wanted me to keep still for him. I blushed so hard but behaved as requested. He wedged between my ass cheeks, as was his way, and started grinding into me while holding me more aggressively against his lap. Finally I gave in completely and became a whimpering mess with his hand delicately keeping me in place.

He teased my clit through my panties until they were soaked, and then made me stand up in front of him. He took off my clothes, leaving those wet panties for last. He gently pushed me forward so my hands were on the coffee table and slid them off. They stayed around my ankles, which made me feel super slutty for some reason. He reached his large strong hands towards my ass, spreading my cheeks and giving him a full view of my asshole and fat puffy pussy. He kissed my pussy sweetly, making out with it while my knees quivered. My skin felt crazy - cold from being naked in his living room, hot and flushed with excitement, cold from the sweat.

He spoke up, asking when the last time a boy had fucked this perfect pussy. I told him it had been a few months and got a huge wet kiss on my kitty. After that he ate me out for maybe fifteen minutes - it felt like forever in this bent over position that was hard to maintain. I was so happy to be placed just like he wanted me, and didn't move without instruction. He caught on to this and praised me for being so well behaved.

Eventually he pulled back and it was quiet for a moment. then I felt a glob of cool saliva make contact with my asshole. He asked how long it has been since a boy fucked me there, and I blushed even harder. It had been a lot longer, definitely over a year, maybe two. Anal sex was a big deal to me, and only my most comitted boyfriends had been patient enough to get me to give in. Next I felt his broad flat tongue pass over my rose bud, massaging my tight hole with non-penetrating moves. despite myself I moaned and whimpered, encouraging him to put his finger tips on my clit and start working me into a frenzy. I was so nervous that I couldn't come, but he was very pleased with how I kept position for him.

Eventually he sat back and pulled me into his lap again. He took my panties off the floor and licked the crotch right in front of me. I was wide eyed and over whelmed, but when he told me to open my mouth I didn't question it. He stuffed my panties in my mouth and put me back in his seatbelt position. His hand returned to my throat, his full fucking boner to my wet warmed up asshole, and his hand to my clit. He started whispering in my ear about how fucking good I was, how much fun he was having and expected we would have together. How I was so beautiful and he could tell from just his tongue that I was tight all over. As he talked sweetly into my ear he teased my clit and moved his hand between my nipples and my throat. I lost my sense of time and place and he began grinding into me from underneath again. I was impressed with how strong he was, something that really sticks out for me when hooking up with men.

When I was really close he started explaining to me how long he'd been setting this up, all the ways he would toy with me and how cute he thought my innocent reactions were along the way. A lot of things came into focus and I felt like a dumb slut eating all the bread crumbs that led to my panties being stuffed in my mouth. When he started telling me how he wasn't surprised at all to find i was a submissive ass slut, I came all over his fingers and lap. It did not help my case, lol. Thanks for reading :)