My Only Experience

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  • friend
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  • college

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Section 1

I am not a cuckold or a Bull . . . yet, but I am moving in that direction. My only experience in this lifestyle happened when I was in college.

My best friend, Derick, and I shared a two-bedroom apartment that was less than a mile from our campus. We could walk, jog or bicycle to our classes in no time at all.

We also shared a fifteen-year-old chevy, which we used to go into the city on the weekends, or to drive to the local market for supplies.

One Friday I was prone on the sofa when Derick came out of the kitchen and said, “Hey man, let’s drive over to Club 66 and score some ass. I’m so fuckin’ horny I could fuck a knot-hole.”

I smiled and said, “What about Breann?” Breann was Derick’s main squeeze. They had been seeing each other for about a month, or so.

“She’s been out of town for a week. She’ll be back tomorrow, but I want some strange tonight!”

I was horny, too. I had not been laid in over a week. I stood up and said, “Cool. Let’s go get some pussy.”

Once our eyes adjusted to the dark interior of the nightclub, I saw an available table with three tall stools surrounding it. We sat down and a petite young waitress came over to take our order.

She was a beautiful, tall brunette, with stunning bright-green eyes. She looked at Derick and then to me. She gave me a come-hither look while she pulled her shoulders back slightly, which brought attention to her small, but shapely tits. Her rather large nipples, which were straining the material of her tight-fitting blouse, could be seen outlined in the soft cotton.

In a soft and sexy tone, she asked, “What’ll it be, Boys?”

As she spoke, she never took her eyes away from mine. I said, “I’ll have a Michelob. . . and a kiss.”

Still looking into my eyes, she leaned into me and when her lips were an inch away from mine, she paused and whispered, “Later.”

She pulled away and looked to Derick and said, “And what would you like?”

Derick ordered a Harvey Wall-banger and she walked away. Her ass was as tight as the skin on a snare drum.

Derick looked at me, smiled and said, “Dude, I think she’s hot for you.”

I didn’t answer, I just swigged my beer and pondered the possibilities. The waitress brought us our drinks and once again she never took her eyes off me, she asked, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

I smiled and said, “Yes, there is . . . give me your phone number.”

She winked, smiled and walked away.

I was disappointed by her apparent rejection of my request, but as I turned to Derick, I noticed Breanne walking toward our table. Derick had his back to her and wasn’t aware of her until she put her chin on his shoulder and said, “Hey, sailor, new in town?”

Breann has ginger colored hair and porcelain skin, with a light sprinkling of freckles that generally accompanies ginger colored hair. She placed her full lips against Derick’s ear and softly whispered into his ear. I was too far away and with all the ambient noise of the club, I could not hear her, but I did read her lips. She said, “I want to fuck you silly.”

I could tell by the expression on Derrick’s face that I was right.

Derick looked at me and said, “Hey, we’re gonna go back to the apartment. We’ll see you there.”

“Wait a minute, man. How am I going to get home?” I said in a panicked voice.

Before he could answer, the waitress came to the table and asked, “Can I get the lady a drink?”

Derick said, “No, we’re leaving.”

“Okay, I’ll leave the bill and you two can fight over who pays.”

I put my hand on hers and said, “I’ll pay,” and handed her my Visa Card.

She didn’t pull her hand back at first, and I could feel the electricity between us. She finally did take her hand away and took my card to the register.

Derick and Breanne, started to walk to the exit, so I said, Hey, don’t leave, I’m paying the bill and I need a ride home.”

Section 2

They came back to the table and Derick said, “I’m sorry man, but Breanne’s got me so excited that I only have one thing on my mind.”

As he was apologizing, the waitress brought me the Visa receipt and said, “Fill in the numbers, sign it and keep the yellow copy.” Again, she winked at me and then walked out of my life. I wadded up the receipt and stuck it in my pocket.

With every step I took while following them to the car, I became more and more angry about having to leave before I could score a date.

We got into the Chevy; me driving, them making out in the backseat. As we approached the apartment I tilted the rearview mirror, but all I could see was a ginger covered head bopping enthusiastically up and down on Derick’s lap.

After parking the car, I got out, slammed the car door shut and marched to the apartment and inro my room. I closed the door and flopped onto my bed. I grabbed a book I had been reading and opened it, but the words were a jumble of squiggles that were not decipherable. All I could see was the waitresses beautiful face framed with chestnut hair. Her mouth wide with full lips, and those green eyes took my breath away. I studied her nipples straining against her blouse to be free.

In addition to my fantasy, I could hear the moaning, groaning and ‘Oh, My Gods’ coming from Derick’s room. I grabbed my erect cock and began to slowly stroke myself. Just before I came, the noise stopped and while I could hear the talking back and forth, I could not understand what they were saying.

After a few minutes of silence, a naked Derick opened the door and walked in with his erection leading the way.

He looked at me for a few seconds and said, “I am so sorry we made you leave before you could score.”

“Me, too.”

“Breann and I want to make it up to you.”

“How?”

“Well, Breann wants to give you a blowjob.”

“What?! She wants to blow me?”

“No, we want to blow you . . . not both of us blowing you. Only her. But I agreed that she should get you off. Ah, shit, Bill, just follow me.” And he walked out of the room.

When I entered Derick’s room, Breann was lying naked on the bed and he was kneeling on the floor, with his elbows on the bed, talking to her. The air was heavy with their sex and the aroma hardened my cock until it felt like a bar of steel.

As soon as Breann saw me, she sat up, swung her legs off the bed and walked toward me. She was something to behold, her long, wavy hair falling over her shoulders and swirled around her pink nipples. Her breasts were large but firm. Her areolas were about two inches across and were tightly gathered around her thick, hard nipples. Her long, supple legs seductively moved her to me. The thick, red triangle of hair at the top of her thighs was erotic.

She knelt in front of me and looked up at me with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. She began to unbuckle my pants and dropped them to the floor. She did the same with my boxers, and then just studied my cock for a full minute and then took me in one of her hands and slowly stoked me.

I looked over at Derick who was stroking himself in perfect time with Breann’s strokes.

I hissed, “Derick, aren’t you going to leave?”

“No, man, I wanna watch.”

I looked down at Breann and she smiled at me as she took my hard cock into her beautiful mouth.

Her wet mouth was relentless, she didn’t ever slow down and rarely took her mouth from my cock. There was so much thick slobber covering my cock, that it looked like I had cum. The extra saliva made my cock slip in and out of her mouth with ease.

At one point, she moved from my hard-on to my balls. First, she slobbered and sucked on one nut and then the other and then both at the same time. She then took my cock back into her mouth and sucked me hard and fast.

I was moaning and calling out to God, when I looked over at Derick, he was in a frenzy of masturbation and his eyes were locked on Breanne’s mouth and my cock. I looked down at Breanne’s mouth around my cock and then I came. My knees went and I flopped onto the bed and her mouth never left my cock. She sucked until I was empty.

She popped my cock out of her mouth, turned to Derick and said, “I want you to cum in my mouth, too.”

Derick stood up an put his cock in front of her face and she took him into her mouth and within half a minute he exploded into her mouth. She sucked him dry and then turned her attention to my cock, which was erect again.

After my second orgasm, I went back to my room. While I was checking the pockets of my Levi’s, before I tossed them into the hamper, I discovered a crumpled piece of yellow paper, and after I straightened it out, I saw that it was the receipt from the Club 66, and on the back, written with a Sharpie, was a message, “My name is Heidi and my phone number is, 555-1234, call me . . . . ASAP. ‘ So, I guess I was the Bull in this scenario, but I am married to Heidi, and I need to convince my beautiful wife to let me watch her suck someone else’s cock. Wish me luck.

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