The Night That Changed My Life Forever - Sex Stories

The Night That Changed My Life Forever

... to end up telling them that they were going to have sex, but they could stay and watch if they wanted! Sally took great pleasure in describing every erotic detail of the evening. Sally’s tale really got me excited; after lunch, I decided that I was not going to go through life in a sexual vacuum. I did not want to become like Sally, but I wanted more than what Jonathon could give me. I started to go to an upscale bar where a lot of eligible guys would hang out and play pool. Lots of guys would try to make out with me; however, I decided early on that if I was going to do this it would have to be with someone special, a man that would treat me like a fine lady and satisfy my needs as a woman. Week after week I went to the bar, lots of ordinary guys trying to make out with me but nothing special. Then one Friday I noticed a new guy at the pool table. He was about 6’4", slender build, but very muscular. His clothes were obviously custom tailored, the fabric looked very expensive and they fit him perfectly. He wore a rather tight golf shirt that really showed off his pecks and rippled abdomen. But what really got my attention were his pants, they were not especially tight but tight enough that I could tell he was very well endowed. I watched mesmerized as he finished the game. I could not take my eyes off him. I’m sure that he could tell I was watching, but he only glanced over once or twice. He must have been thinking about me because I noticed by the end of the game his cock ...

... began to swell. It hung down well past his prominent balls and extended down his right pant leg. After the game was over, he walked over to the bar and wrote a note. He then turned and walked, or should I say strutted over to me and asked my name. He then looked me in the eye and handed me the note, turned and walked out the door. He motioned to the valet attendant, and a few moments a black BMW 760i pulled up. Jock got in and sped away. After he left, I read the note. It said, “Be here next Friday. Wear a tank top and white slacks”. It was signed Jock. Damn, the nerve of this guy. Telling me what to wear and I haven’t even met him yet. After getting over being pissed, I spent the rest of the week shopping for a tank top and a bra that really showed off my D sized breasts. Oh by the way, let me tell you a little about myself. I’m 5’2’ tall and have long blond hair. I work out regularly at our extensive home gym and have held my weight at 115 pounds. My breasts are a generous D without a hint of droop. My body measures 39-24- 36. I guess I’m a little top heavy, but it’s mostly because my boobs are so firm they really stick out from my body. Thanks in part to Jonathan, I have never been pregnant, and my tummy is as flat as can be. My bottom is nicely curved but a little on the small side. The only thing I have had done to by body is have a “little” collagen inserted into by lips. Now they are a little larger than normal and quite plump. I’m really pleased with them, when I put on ...