0 comments/ 11923 views/ 0 favorites Not Just a Tip By: CanadianGuy24 The party was shit to begin with. My three friends who I came with had already hooked up with three of the best looking girls at the party and left me to my own devices. Not that I was ugly by any means - some even find me attractive, but it's definitely my personality that wins the girls over, until they get me naked. Whether it's my small frame or my meek nature girls are always shocked when my pants come off. Let me be clear though, my cock is not a 10 inch monster that you read about it other stories. It's about 7 inches, and about two and a half fingers widths thick. However, I am small, 5'8" and about 130lbs, so when my cock is hard, and jutting out from my small frame it looks majestic. The other thing is my balls, they hang rather low, which makes my cock look even bigger. So, there I was sitting on the couch waiting for - God knows what, and she comes in. I recognised her from the coffee bar just around the corner from my house. Her name was Lacey and she had blonde curly hair just past her shoulders and these sparkling blue eyes. I stopped in every morning for my same drink and she knew me by name, and the flirting I thought was what she did for a tip. The thing that most stood out about her was her pearly white teeth - just this amazing smile that she had, so warm and comforting. There was the obvious amazing at least C-Cup tits and an ass that would not stop, but all in all her face was the most amazing feature. She walks into the party and things start to get interesting, she looks around, not really looking for anyone, and then her eyes find mine, she smiles - heart melts and she walks over. She's in this amazing skirt that is just to her thighs (classy and yet slutty at the same time) and a white collared shirt that goes to her elbows. She's wearing funky "cat-like" glasses to complete the ensemble. "Hey Darcy, what are you doing here?" "Not much Lace, my friends sort of ditched me." "Sorry to hear that," she smiles, "Mine too, well they were supposed to come, but they sold out, I figured I'd come anyways. You wanna get a drink?" "Yah, for sure," I say. No way am I leaving now. We go and grab a drink. We both like rum & coke, obviously a match made in heaven. The minutes fly by and turn into hours, and before I know it, it's 3 in the morning and we're both pretty tipsy.... I offered to walk her home, but she said she lived across town. I happened to live a five minute walk away and the alcohol induced courage made me say, "Well, my couch is free, if you want." She looked at me with those blue eyes... "Yah, that would be great Darce." We made the journey to my house, sort of leaning and walking against each other my arm around her shoulder, it was heaven. We made it to my house - which was a disaster zone, I told her to have a seat on the couch and I would tidy up. I grabbed her some water and threw a bunch of stuff in the laundry. "Do you have a t-shirt I can borrow?" She asked... I grabbed her a shirt that wasn't exactly oversized, hoping it might spark something. I tried to be a gentlemen, but I had this streak of wanting to dominate this woman into submission. It's a thing I have. She went to change and came out wearing a white lacey thong, contrasted with her tanned legs it was incredible, she had obviously taken off her bra as the material of my shirt stretched against her breasts outlining her nipples. "Are you tired?" I asked. "No, but I need to lie down, i'd love to keep talking though, where's your bed?" She walked towards my room and I followed her, followed that ass as it shook back and forth with each step that she took. She lay down in my bed and I lay beside her, I put my arms around her and we talked... my hand resting on her stomach, she grabbed it and put it between her legs. "You want this don't you Darcy?" I was shocked... but I knew what I had to do - I had to fuck this girl. For the skinny guy everywhere I had to make sure that I fucked this girl hard and long. "Yah, I do. And you're going to give it to me." I said, shocking myself. "Good. Because I've been waiting since I met you for you to fuck me. Now Darcy, I have a secret to tell you. In the coffee shop, and on the street, I am the sweet, girl next door type. In your room, and for you, for as long as you want. I will be your whore. I will do whatever it is that you want, and if you make a rule for me, I promise I will not break it. I just need you inside of me... now." This was too good to be true. A girl I could take home to my parents - and then fuck long and hard and all night? I pulled her onto her stomach and hopped down the bed, spreading her legs and slapping her ass for good measure. "From now on, you will call me sir. Everything I ask you to do, you will do, right?" "Yes sir." Spank. "Louder Lacey." "Yes sir!" I rolled her thong down her legs and off smelling the sweet aroma and her pussy oozed juice all over my bed. I turned her over onto her back and noticed her smoothly shaven pussy except for a racing stripe right up the middle. "Stand up" I commanded. "Now take your shirt off you little slut. Good girl. Now I want you to stand there and play with your titties for me, and play with your pussy for me... until you are begging me to fuck you." She slipped two fingers inside of her juicy slit and began to pump them in and out as her other hand tugged on her nipples - her eyes rolled back in her head as she finger fucked herself... moaning and licking her lips... her pearly teeth looked all the more amazing now as she smiled and tried to catch her breath as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm. My cock was straining to get out of its pants, but I knew it would be more than worth it... "Fuck me Darcy" she said straining to catch her breath. "What?" I said, with a sly smile. "Fuck, me, Darcy." I slipped off my pants and got her doggy style onto the bed, I slipped into her moist damp wet pussy and began to thrust in and out, spreading her ass cheeks and slipping a finger up there, she gasped and moaned... but I didn't stop fucking her... "You like that you little tramp?" "I do, Darcy, I love your cock, it feels sooo big!" "That's because it is big, and even for a slut like you, it feels big, doesn't it?" "Yes sir," I continued pumping into her, I could feel and hear my balls slapping up against her skin I reached around and cupped both her breasts between my hands, squeezing and molding her flesh and pinching her nipples.... I reached around with one hand and began pinching her clit, which was protruding so much from her pussy that I had no problems finding it. I knew I owned her, I knew that she would be mine from now on, so when I felt my orgasm building I had no qualms letting loose. But to make sure I asked... "I'm going to cum soon Lacey, where do you want it?" "On my face and in my mouth sir, if that's okay with you." It was perfect. I pulled out and she eagerly turned around, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, smiling and looking up with me as I shot load after load over her beautiful face and into her awaiting mouth. She took her finger scooping up my cum and licking it off her finger. I crawled into bed, exhausted and happy, we slept sound that night and just before we drifted off to sleep in each others arms, Lacey looked at me and said, "I've loved you since I first met you Darcy." "Me too." And that was that. Not Just A Touch And A Tickle Not just a touch and tickle... Marie looked at me like she couldn't believe what I was saying. "You are so blatantly innocent Janice. No wonder you have difficulty in holding onto a relationship" she groused - sounding like for the entire world she was being bullish and spiteful to me. She obviously saw the upset in my eyes saying; "Oh dear! I don't mean to offend you Janice; I simply meant that you need to come out into the real world and not be stuck in that imaginary world of fifty years ago. Couples have sex period now and it is no longer thought to be shameful indulging before marriage, when now even marriage is not an option to enjoy a perfect loving and sexual relationship." "But it is just the way I am, being the daughter of a vicar. I guess I have been brought up under strict religious guidelines and for me to indulge in any kind of sexual foreplay is repulsive." "Come off it Janice, you must have had a sexual awakening like most do when puberty sets in." "I did, I cannot deny that and frankly I do feel ashamed when I have partaken in any foreplay, like John likes me to French kiss him whilst I touch him down there. It just does not seem right, let alone the other things he asks me to do and be for him, under the excuse that it is all part of loving, and if I love him like I say I do, and then I should want to go further." "You poor thing Janice, you really are missing out on the real thrill and joy of giving and taking, is that not what the bible preaches?" I guess she was right to a degree but I just feel I am not ready to indulge in heavy sex like she does from all accounts. I told her so. "Then I am sorry but I doubt in this day and age, you will ever establish a real close relationship with a boy." "What are you saying Marie? It is not all about sex surely; love and compassion come into it and respectability." "Fish!" she replied with a stupid grin on her face. "Loving a guy is about everything. I cannot believe that when you do French kiss and touch and hug John you do don't get those inner feelings that make you want to fuck!" "Now that really is too much, do you really have to refer to such a wonderful intimacy between two people as that, it is so degrading." "My God! Janice. I am simply saying it how it is, no matter how one describes it, I simply mean that it is natural, if you think anything of John and you fancy him that you would like to go further than just a touch and a tickle. You say John seems to be losing interest, well of course he is don't you see that? He wants you, he needs to fulfill his natural red blooded urge to have you complete. Just at least show him you are interested and give him something to look forward to. It is true not all of us want to go through with the whole thing, maybe we need the time to adjust, maybe some of us want to be sure that it is love on both sides before we do that. Most guys are not so emotional as us and aim to gratify their sexual issues just for the experience, it is not a question of love but more a matter of getting his leg over.." "Thanks for being such a good friend Janice. I do begin to see your side of it and I know John is backing off because he starts to make excuses for not seeing me, and I find myself crying. I do love him so very much but I just wanted to do it right that's all." "Then you need to talk to John about it, explain how you have been brought up and maybe you can come to a compromise. I know of two girls who regularly do something for their guys without going all the way. I remember Lizzy telling me that at first she thought it repulsive to do anything orally but actually came to enjoy it. And afterwards she felt rewarded in having made her guy happy and released all those real sexual tensions guys have." "You mean taking her guy by mouth" I asked. "You make it sound like a prescribed medicine" Janice laughed. "Look Reg and I do it regularly. It is wonderful and is an integral part of our foreplay. It makes for a wonderful and stimulating build up to a heavenly climax, and the way that he does it to me makes me feel so wanted and loved. His fuck is like a burst of energy, like a volcanic eruption that takes both my body and soul." I realized that now that word so basic and in that contact, seemed so right. If I was honest with myself there have been many times when John kissed and fondled me that I have dreamt of how it must feel. And likewise when he has prompted me to touch him there and I have felt it grow so warmly in my hand. But then my upbringing cuts in and I quickly remove my hand and my lips from him, and he looks abandoned and so very sorrowful. I try to console him by saying that I do love him but we must wait. Somehow I tell Marie about that and she responds like I knew she would. She uses a modern term about if I want to tick all those boxes then I should come out of mine and at least give the poor guy some hope. "He must be boiling over in his jeans. Just show him you love him and you want him, simply that and let your natural basic feminine sexuality take control, then you will know the wonder meaning of real love." She seemed sure of herself. She said I had all the feminine qualities some women would die for. Now was the time to share quality times with John. To surprise and show him you are a natural lover with no inhibitions. Marie did not need to describe the motions of foreplay. She said just to let nature take its course was the best. Adding that we are all diverse. That is the thrill of sex, learning the likes and dislikes of each other in every way. "And why not be basic when you tell him things, let basic instinct flower and allow the bee to take its pollen. When mine first planted his head between my thighs I held my breath not knowing how to react. But basic instinct soon put that to rights, and soon we were both at it, head to toe sucking., almost eating each other, and I simply cannot describe just how that feels, you have to discover for yourself, and exploration and discovery is so very, very wonderful, For me it is heaven of earth So there Janice, I have spoken my piece. I kissed her on the cheek and thanked her. I felt brave and determined now thanks to her. I realized what I was all about and nom more, those very secret session with a vibrator, imagining it was john inside me. That was so artificial and pathetic, even sad in my new reckoning and I intended to put that to rights that evening. I contacted John on the mobile phone and as sure as lately expected he said he could not make it. I don't know why I said it but I did; "It will be worth your while John and I mean it." I could almost hear him thinking in the brief silence that followed. "Sounds interesting" he responded at last. "That's up to you to find out" I said with a deliberate husky voice. Anyway he got the message: "Make it seven o'clock. We can do a movie or something." "That is not what I had in mind" I said. Then the pause again. Those thoughts ticking away. "Okay, I will pick you up as usual and we shall drive to my place okay?" And that was the beginning of a completely new relationship. "I love you so very much, it hurts" I said to John later. He looked at me thoughtfully. I kissed him. A kiss which soon developed and instead of the usual standard touching of tongues I urged him to indulge more. "What has come over you Janice Marley" John said looking very flushed and uncertain. I said that something had happened to me that day which made me realise just how precious he was to me. "I really thought you just was not interested in me as a long term project" he smiled.. "You sound as if I am taking on a business proposal or such" I laughed. He looked at me carefully. Unsure at first, After all I had led him a merry dance prohibiting his tantalizing moves .How frustrating that must shave been fore him. I aimed to put that to rights there and then. Then he smiled happily. I think he was starting to get the gist of the new changed girl in front of him, and when I slid my fingers very delicately and sensually across his chest and began to undo his shirt buttons he looked very lust and whispered that whatever it was that happened to me was great, that I had never ever undid his shirt before. "Shush!" I said and helped him remove his jacket and shirt until we were down to the bare essentials. "I have really neglected you for so long, I am a lucky girl that you have not given up on me, Look, I want and need you to know that I worship you and need you and..." His lips interrupted my words and we lavishly enjoyed a real deep French kiss that sent me dizzy. Then his hand clutched mine and led it to his beautifully warm bundle down under. But this time I had no intention of releasing the hold, I felt myself wanting more ot that which felt so good. The kiss finished, I kneeled down lavishing his chest and as if by instinct, there I was, diligently kneeling and facing his bulge which did look enticing having freshly grown in my hand through his jeans. He looked so enchanting and very sexy. "Perhaps you would like to unzip?" he asked with that tinge of excitement in his voice and now I realized what Marie meant when she talked about indulgence and she had suggested I take the bull by the horns and then I would enjoy the consequences. .This was no bull but the strength was there and there was I taking up John's offer then to be faced with a wonderful length of pure unadulterated masculinity I had ever seen, or touched or... yes I wanted that, it was as if John knew that too; "Go one he said, if you want to, I should like that very much." I was that close to him, my nostrils were touching the upright length of him which was bigger than I had imagined. I paused and simply took it all in, enjoying the aroma which was equally as tempting as it was to suck him. He stood there, offering it to me, his hand bunching his balls underneath to raise his credential nice and ready for my approach. This was a special time. I time I would remember forever. The time we really indulged in our very first sexual encounter and there was I 'sucking cock' for all I was worth - and enjoying it too. It felt warm and lovely to lick and suck every sweet inch. In consequence he lifted my skirt afterwards saying it was his turn and if was so lovely, I opened for him like it was an everyday happening and enjoyed laying back for him and letting him do what he loved doing down under, the feel of his fingers, his hands and his mouth and tongue really set me off in a delirious mode almost ordering him tom fuck me well and good, and in no time at all he had me over the edge of the settee and was well deep inside, thrusting into me like anything and it felt so good. I loved his fuck and he said I was the most wonderful and exciting girl he had ever known and. - wait for it - he asked me to marry him. ...