WHEN WAS THE FIRST TIME ANOTHER MAN HAD YOU? by CecilBCK
Discover the intense emotions and unforgettable experiences in 'When Was the First Time Another Man Had You?' by CecilBCK. This erotic sex story explores desire, intimacy, and passion, taking you on a thrilling journey of exploration and connection. Dive into a captivating tale that ignites the senses and leaves you wanting more!<br/>
“When was the first time another man had you?,” my lady Edna asked me, Gabor, just after she had watched and enjoyed another much younger man, Jensen, give me an incredible head job.
So good with her watching, Edna and me talking dirty to each other while the much younger man Jensen, pleasured me. Jensen was our bi-sexual toy boy we share every few weeks.
Edna talking even dirtier to me, tongue kissing me, while she watched Jensen giving me fellatio, a head job, sucking my cock, edging me to an incredible orgasm.
It wasn’t long after the same man had tongue fucked her while I watched, masturbating while I watched. Jensen is a very talented boy, just past twenty, around twenty years younger than Edna and me.
“When was the first time another man had you Gabor?,” my lady Edna asked again, as the three of us were sharing our hot tub.
“Would you really like to know?,” I replied, knowing she would like to hear the salacious details, and wanting to tell her for my perverse pleasure while we were in the hot tub with our mutual male toy boy.
“I was in my early twenties and bi-curious, working as a sales representative. On the way home one night I bumped into Eddie, one pf my clients, a much older man, around sixty, when I stopped to buy a few groceries. He invited me to dinner right then at a close by restaurant.
“We were very comfortable with each other over dinner. He told me he lived with his two older sisters in the best street of one of the best suburbs. His face became flushed as he kept staring at me, making me feel like a sex object for him. Did I want to be sex object for him?, I asked myself as he became more blatant. Touch dickie, play with dickie, he told me with his hand over my crotch, as we readied to leave.
“Thanks for a wonderful dinner Eddie,” I told him as I shook his hand and made a hurried exit.
“On the way home I couldn’t help thinking about the pass Eddie had made at me. A much older man finding me sexually attractive, wanting to play with my cock. Though not the first time I refused after a man had made a pass at me.
As soon as I was in the door, I undressed, looking at my naked body and my erection in the mirror. Masturbating while I thought about another man, a much older man giving me a head job, my first one ever from a male, my bi-curious side in overdrive.
“A few days later I emailed Eddie. ‘I owe you a dinner. I have something you wanted for you. Eight-thirty Friday, my place. The dinner can wait.’ Hoping my email wasn’t too subtle for him. His email reply read,I want the something you have for me more than ever. See you Friday.
“Just before eight-thirty on the Friday my bi-curious side was in extreme overdrive. I was naked under my short black, silk dressing gown, the feel of the silk on my naked body and tumescent cock so good, so arousing.
My plan was as soon as Eddie arrived and settled I was going to take control, stand in front of him, slowly open my gown open and show him my cock and balls. Ask him, “Is this what you wanted Eddie?,” with a real boner for him. A crude, though exciting seduction.
“While I waited for Eddie, the feel of the silk on my tumescent cock was so good, so arousing as I stood in front of the mirror, teasing and sliding the silk over my cock, watching it stiffen, wondering if an older man would be able to bring me to orgasm, make me orgasm for him.
“When Eddie buzzed the intercom, I had a full on boner, a thick, nine-inch erection for him, trying to hide the tent in my gown after I slid on a cock ring while he made his way up. Any doubts about a much older man giving me a head had disappeared.
“I felt good, totally in control when I opened the door for Eddie, his eyes all over me, dwelling on the tent in my gown. You are an exciting boy, a very exciting boy, he told me as I opened my gown for him, my erection pointing upwards at him.
“And a very big boy. Much bigger than I imagined. Is all that just for me? You are huge, you must be nine-inches and so thick, he muttered excitedly with a hand around my erection.
“I have never had a man or a boy as big as you, he told me, as I soaked up his flattery.
“He had full control of my erection in his hand as he repeated the word purple, confirming he was a dedicated fellatio addict . Something Edna does for me, repeating the word purple while prepping me for a head job. Edna told me the word purple naturally contorts your lips into the perfect head-giving pout. The lips are slightly curled and pillowy, which makes them feel wetter and creates ideal suction.
“His mouth was wet and warm, creating ideal suction, like a vagina, His lips and tongue, living, roving, pieces of sexual pleasure on my erection.
“Eddie was a very exciting male lover that night and many other nights. My two orgasms on that first night were unlike any previous orgasms from a female.
“The next Friday, my girlfriend at the time wanted to watch. Fine by Eddie and me.
“On the third night he bought along a folding X-frame, expertly assembling it and cuffing me to it. His whip on my ass was a bonus, my erection responding. Exciting new levels of sexual pleasure for me.
“The monthly orders for me from his business were now in five figures, my boss asking facetiously if I was having it off with him to obtain such large orders.
“He took me shopping to buy me a new outfit. He knew exactly where to go. Watching as the male shop assistant gave me feminine clothing to try on my naked body. Wanting me to a be cross dresser for him. Black stockings and a garter belt, a cup-less bra, a range of frilly crotchless skimpy black knickers, some short leather skirts, even a pair of heels.
“As soon as we arrived home he insisted I change into my new outfit for him, in another room. When I emerged wearing heels, the bra, leather skirt, and garter belt to hold up my stockings, he almost ripped the skirt off me, focusing on my cock framed by the garter belt. The first time a man had raped me, though it was consensual.
“One night he arrived with second man, a boy really, it was very exciting, new levels of sexual pleasure, watching the naked boy, much younger than me, giving me fellatio, a wonderful head job, the first time anyone had watched me receiving sexual pleasure.
“Then watching Eddie giving the boy fellatio, slightly jealous while the boy teased my cock with his hand, my cock growing into a new erection as he gave me a hand job, just as Eddie had planned.
“When Eddie kept asking me if I would like to marry him I became restive. Perhaps the relationship had run it’s course, even though the sex was better than ever.
“My boss was so impressed with the ever increasing size of the orders Eddie kept on giving me, he offered me a promotion, a posting to a distant city. An easy out of my relationship with Eddie.
“The last time he had me, sharing me with one of his young toy boys, almost made me regret my decision to move on. The first time I orgasmed three times in a session for him. So good.