Penny's Worth - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Penny's Worth - Chapter 1

... was in the room with us, I didn’t care. I was oblivious to anything other than this complete stranger that I was throwing myself at. At some point we pulled ourselves apart. His only words was, “Wow.” That seemed to say it all for me, too. After recovering my senses, I turned to look at Dave. He wore a huge grin that said he approved of Penny’s flagrant behavior. I turned around a few times to show Jason the goods. I’d dressed in the same outfit I’d worn to the parking garage a few months before. The young man was nearly drooling with lust. “So, Jason, are you interested?” He stammered, “I can’t wait,” before pulling out his wallet. He produced a pile of tens, twenties and a couple of fifties onto the table. He looked slightly embarrassed at the small denomination bills. “Sorry, tip money.” “As long as it’s legal tender, it’s all good.” This made it official. I was doing this for cash. I motioned him to sit in the chair. I sat on his lap and began to kiss him again. He wasn’t an experienced kisser, but it didn’t matter. It was one of the most exciting make out sessions I’ve ever had. I periodically opened my eyes. His were closed, but Dave was watching intently, with his cock pressing up through his pants. Once more, coming up for air. “What would you like me to do for you?” Jason as so anxious. I hoped I wasn’t deflowering him. “We can have sex, right?” “There are all kinds of sex we can have. Is there anything you’d especially like?” Jason admitted he wasn’t that well ...

... versed in advance techniques. Imagine a twenty-two-year-old male, who hadn’t been patrolling the internet for every weird act known to man. I suspected he was being shy. Taking his hand, I helped him stand. “Let me be your guide. I promise, you’ll have a great time.” I pulled his sweatshirt over his head and unbuttoned his shirt. Then his jeans were removed. He hadn’t bothered with underwear. He was heavily manscsaped, which I liked and had a black tribal tattoo around his bicep. Presenting myself to him, I had him untie the laces of my leather vest. My breast fell out to greet his curious fingers. I began to moan from his gentle touch. I looked at Dave as he licked his lips with quivering enthusiasm. He’s never witnessed another man handle my hooters before, although he had seen them handled by Quinn. It was different seeing another male caress them and begin to suckle their firm nipples. I checked to see that he was nodding with both pride and approval. “Do you mind if I get naked, too?” Although outwardly barely cognizant of the other male, he managed to said, “Sure, it’s cool.” Dave had told me later that the deal he’d struck with Jason was that we’d split the cost of me, and I’d take them both on. But, Jason would get first crack at my pussy. Jason’s hand moved down to remove my short skirt and then rubbed my hot box through the silky fabric of my panties. “Man, you’re so wet.” So I was. This encounter had me so excited, I was ready to do nearly anything. “Put your fingers in ...