The Story of Stephanie (Part 7)
After my meeting at the hotel, I never really heard from that man again. I knew though that I'd done a good job. I wanted to do it again. But I wanted to take my time. Find the right man. When I say man, I mean a real man. Not a silly wee boy just looking for a shag. I wanted to chat to someone, maybe for a few weeks, even months, to build some trust. I felt my next step was to go all the way. I was ready.
I started chatting to a man from Fife. His name was Kevin. He was an older gentleman, just what I was looking for. He seemed very pleasant. Well mannered and polite. We chatted for a good number of weeks. I knew I wanted to meet him, but I had to be 100% ready. We exchanged numbers and began to text each other regularly. We spoke about meeting on numerous occasions. But getting a date set was proving problematic. Eventually, we decided on a date. A Saturday night, at my place. This was actually gonna happen! I was nervous, but excited. I'd used toys loads of times. Dildos, butt plugs etc, but this was gonna be my first real cock in my ass. I knew I wanted it.
As the day was approaching, I was getting more and more nervous. But I knew I had to do it. I'd bought some sexy new lingerie for the occasion. I knew he liked pvc, so I bought a pink and black pvc basque and thong set. I knew the rest of my outfit, I had that planned for weeks. Black fully fashioned stockings, black heels and my favourite little black dress. Sorted. I knew this would blow his mind. I couldn't wait to show him.
The day had arrived. He was gonna be at my flat about 8pm. It felt like such a long day. I was so nervous, but at the same time I couldn't wait. This was what I'd been waiting for for so long. I started getting ready at about 4pm. I wanted to take my time so I looked perfect for him. I got shaved, cleaned out my ass with my little douche, and then showered. My lingerie and clothes were all ready on my bed waiting. I put my basque, thong and stockings on, followed by my dress and heels. I started on my makeup. I wasn't the best at this, but I did what I could. I didn't look too bad I thought. I finished it off with my wig. I stood and looked in the mirror. I looked good! I think Kevin will think so too. It was 7pm now. He was on his way. He'd be here in about an hour. Now I was officially shitting myself!
As the time was getting nearer, I was up and down like a yo-yo. Pacing back and forth from the window looking to see if he was coming. I noticed a strange car turning into the street. He was here. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. It's very real now. He got to the entrance and pressed my buzzer. I let him in. I told him my door would be open and to let himself in. I was in the living room waiting for him. I didn't want to answer the door and have anyone see me. I heard the door open, then close. "Hello" he said. I walked out and greeted him with a smile. "Hello Kevin, nice to finally meet you." I walked over to give him a hug. Without hesitation, I kissed him, on the lips. My first kiss with a man. I could feel stubble. That felt strange, but not wrong. I took his hand and took him into the living room. I offered him a seat and asked if he'd like a drink. As he was driving, he asked for a coffee. So I went and made him one. I came back, coffee in hand, sat on the couch and started chatting to Kevin. I could tell he liked what he saw. He was full of compliments and couldn't take his eyes off me. Especially my legs. He was in love with them! The chat was getting more relaxed and we were enjoying each other's company. He finished his coffee. He asked if he could move closer to me. "Ok" I said. He came and sat beside me and put his hand on my knee. He started running his hand up and down my leg. This felt so good. Then he got closer and started to kiss me. I have to admit, I didn't think I'd like it, but it wasn't so bad. We were having a full on snog on my couch, getting rather heated. I was horny. We stopped and I told him to stand up. He stood in front of me. I kneeled down in front of him, unzipped his jeans, unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down, followed by his boxer shorts. He was already hard. I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking. He was big. I was loving this. Deep throating him and gagging, I'd been watching too much porn! He must've thought I'd been having him on and been doing this for years. He was loving this. He stopped me. Took off his shirt, pulled his jeans right off and was totally naked. He sat on the couch and I continued. I was so horny, I knew then that it was time. I was ready. I looked at him and said, "d'you want to fuck me?" "Yes, if your sure." He said.
I stood up, and removed my dress. I was standing there in my new pvc lingerie. His eyes lit up. He stood up and began to kiss me passionately. His cock was in my hand and I started to stroke it. I pulled down my thong turned around. I teased him with my ass. I think he was ready to explode. I reached over to the table and grabbed a condom and gave it to him. As he was putting it on, I started to lube up my ass. I was ready. I moved onto the couch and leaned over the back. My ass was almost begging him to enter it. I felt the tip of his cock press against me. "Go slow." I told him. He started to push in, nice and slow. As the head was almost in, it hurt like hell. I told him to stop. He pulled away and asked if I was ok. I wasn't expecting that. I thought I'd be ok. We waited a few minutes and I said we should try again, only this time I'll try sitting on him. He lay down on the floor and I straddled him. I took his cock and pressed it against my asshole. Slowly, I moved down on it. It was in! His cock was in my ass. This was good. Not painful. I started to move up and down on him. I started off slow, then picked up the pace. It was amazing. After a few minutes, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me again. We went back to the couch and I bent over. I felt him grab me by the hips and then felt his cock enter me. Now this was good. Every inch of his cock was deep inside me. Why was I scared all this time? This was amazing. I told him to start fucking me harder. I told him to spank me. I was acting out my pornstar fantasies!
Now, I don't know if it was the nerves, or the heat in the room, but I could feel Kevin starting to lose his erection. I asked if he'd like to stop for a bit. So we did. I asked him if he'd like me to help him. So I put on some porn and started to suck him off again. This was doing the trick. A few minutes later I asked if he'd like to try again. So we did. This time I was in the doggy position on the floor, facing the tv so we could watch the porno. He was quickly inside me again. Fucking me hard and fast. This was a dream come true. I started wondering how he was going to come. Inside me, or in my mouth. I wanted to taste him. I told him, when he was ready, to spunk in my mouth. Again though, he was starting to go soft. Maybe it was me. Maybe I was making him do too much. He apologised, more than once. I felt bad for him. But he didn't need to apologise. I loved it. I loved every second of it. It would only prepare me for future endeavours. For that reason, I'll always be thankful to him. He was my first. But certainly wouldn't be my last.
He got himself cleaned up. I wiped myself down and sat on the couch. We chatted for a bit and then it was time for him to go. I really enjoyed myself and he did too. I walked him to the door. We kissed and hugged and we said goodbye. I had a smile on my face that night. I felt I'd achieved something. It's certainly a night I'll never forget. I hope if he's reading this, he feels the same way. I've changed his name in this story, but I hope he knows it's him I'm talking about.
Thank you Kevin. X
To be continued.......
I started chatting to a man from Fife. His name was Kevin. He was an older gentleman, just what I was looking for. He seemed very pleasant. Well mannered and polite. We chatted for a good number of weeks. I knew I wanted to meet him, but I had to be 100% ready. We exchanged numbers and began to text each other regularly. We spoke about meeting on numerous occasions. But getting a date set was proving problematic. Eventually, we decided on a date. A Saturday night, at my place. This was actually gonna happen! I was nervous, but excited. I'd used toys loads of times. Dildos, butt plugs etc, but this was gonna be my first real cock in my ass. I knew I wanted it.
As the day was approaching, I was getting more and more nervous. But I knew I had to do it. I'd bought some sexy new lingerie for the occasion. I knew he liked pvc, so I bought a pink and black pvc basque and thong set. I knew the rest of my outfit, I had that planned for weeks. Black fully fashioned stockings, black heels and my favourite little black dress. Sorted. I knew this would blow his mind. I couldn't wait to show him.
The day had arrived. He was gonna be at my flat about 8pm. It felt like such a long day. I was so nervous, but at the same time I couldn't wait. This was what I'd been waiting for for so long. I started getting ready at about 4pm. I wanted to take my time so I looked perfect for him. I got shaved, cleaned out my ass with my little douche, and then showered. My lingerie and clothes were all ready on my bed waiting. I put my basque, thong and stockings on, followed by my dress and heels. I started on my makeup. I wasn't the best at this, but I did what I could. I didn't look too bad I thought. I finished it off with my wig. I stood and looked in the mirror. I looked good! I think Kevin will think so too. It was 7pm now. He was on his way. He'd be here in about an hour. Now I was officially shitting myself!
As the time was getting nearer, I was up and down like a yo-yo. Pacing back and forth from the window looking to see if he was coming. I noticed a strange car turning into the street. He was here. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. It's very real now. He got to the entrance and pressed my buzzer. I let him in. I told him my door would be open and to let himself in. I was in the living room waiting for him. I didn't want to answer the door and have anyone see me. I heard the door open, then close. "Hello" he said. I walked out and greeted him with a smile. "Hello Kevin, nice to finally meet you." I walked over to give him a hug. Without hesitation, I kissed him, on the lips. My first kiss with a man. I could feel stubble. That felt strange, but not wrong. I took his hand and took him into the living room. I offered him a seat and asked if he'd like a drink. As he was driving, he asked for a coffee. So I went and made him one. I came back, coffee in hand, sat on the couch and started chatting to Kevin. I could tell he liked what he saw. He was full of compliments and couldn't take his eyes off me. Especially my legs. He was in love with them! The chat was getting more relaxed and we were enjoying each other's company. He finished his coffee. He asked if he could move closer to me. "Ok" I said. He came and sat beside me and put his hand on my knee. He started running his hand up and down my leg. This felt so good. Then he got closer and started to kiss me. I have to admit, I didn't think I'd like it, but it wasn't so bad. We were having a full on snog on my couch, getting rather heated. I was horny. We stopped and I told him to stand up. He stood in front of me. I kneeled down in front of him, unzipped his jeans, unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down, followed by his boxer shorts. He was already hard. I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking. He was big. I was loving this. Deep throating him and gagging, I'd been watching too much porn! He must've thought I'd been having him on and been doing this for years. He was loving this. He stopped me. Took off his shirt, pulled his jeans right off and was totally naked. He sat on the couch and I continued. I was so horny, I knew then that it was time. I was ready. I looked at him and said, "d'you want to fuck me?" "Yes, if your sure." He said.
I stood up, and removed my dress. I was standing there in my new pvc lingerie. His eyes lit up. He stood up and began to kiss me passionately. His cock was in my hand and I started to stroke it. I pulled down my thong turned around. I teased him with my ass. I think he was ready to explode. I reached over to the table and grabbed a condom and gave it to him. As he was putting it on, I started to lube up my ass. I was ready. I moved onto the couch and leaned over the back. My ass was almost begging him to enter it. I felt the tip of his cock press against me. "Go slow." I told him. He started to push in, nice and slow. As the head was almost in, it hurt like hell. I told him to stop. He pulled away and asked if I was ok. I wasn't expecting that. I thought I'd be ok. We waited a few minutes and I said we should try again, only this time I'll try sitting on him. He lay down on the floor and I straddled him. I took his cock and pressed it against my asshole. Slowly, I moved down on it. It was in! His cock was in my ass. This was good. Not painful. I started to move up and down on him. I started off slow, then picked up the pace. It was amazing. After a few minutes, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me again. We went back to the couch and I bent over. I felt him grab me by the hips and then felt his cock enter me. Now this was good. Every inch of his cock was deep inside me. Why was I scared all this time? This was amazing. I told him to start fucking me harder. I told him to spank me. I was acting out my pornstar fantasies!
Now, I don't know if it was the nerves, or the heat in the room, but I could feel Kevin starting to lose his erection. I asked if he'd like to stop for a bit. So we did. I asked him if he'd like me to help him. So I put on some porn and started to suck him off again. This was doing the trick. A few minutes later I asked if he'd like to try again. So we did. This time I was in the doggy position on the floor, facing the tv so we could watch the porno. He was quickly inside me again. Fucking me hard and fast. This was a dream come true. I started wondering how he was going to come. Inside me, or in my mouth. I wanted to taste him. I told him, when he was ready, to spunk in my mouth. Again though, he was starting to go soft. Maybe it was me. Maybe I was making him do too much. He apologised, more than once. I felt bad for him. But he didn't need to apologise. I loved it. I loved every second of it. It would only prepare me for future endeavours. For that reason, I'll always be thankful to him. He was my first. But certainly wouldn't be my last.
He got himself cleaned up. I wiped myself down and sat on the couch. We chatted for a bit and then it was time for him to go. I really enjoyed myself and he did too. I walked him to the door. We kissed and hugged and we said goodbye. I had a smile on my face that night. I felt I'd achieved something. It's certainly a night I'll never forget. I hope if he's reading this, he feels the same way. I've changed his name in this story, but I hope he knows it's him I'm talking about.
Thank you Kevin. X
To be continued.......
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