I've struggled with how to tell her story of her night with Caleb. When she came home in the morning, after we fucked in our bed, she told me many of the details before falling asleep, and then later that evening with me pestering her for more, she told her story again and even staged some of the scenes for me, showing me how she got down on her knees for Caleb, for example. And we've been talking more since. So what I know of her night is scattered over several different conversations, many of which were very much in the heat of the moment. At first I tried transcribing our conversations, but that led to a disorganized mess, so what I'm doing instead is attempting a narrative of my understanding of what happened. That means some details are speculation on my part, but I'll do my best to capture the story as she's presented it to me. It's possible I play up the eroticism in some parts, but then, her story was just about the most erotic I've ever heard.
They arranged to meet at a little hole-in-the-wall bar near his place. He was just getting off work, so it was a late-evening hangout. Min-Ju says she was excited to see him but also really nervous. He was leaning against the wall reading something on his phone when she got there. She approached awkwardly, not sure how to great him. Then he looked up and smiled, showing his big teeth, and that made her feel safer. He pulled her to him and they kissed hello, on the lips but no tongue. She felt his beard against her skin as he pulled her close and into her ear said it was good to see her. He said she looked amazing and said something about how he's "going out with a fancy girl." She wasn't sure how to take that, if that meant he liked her dress or if he thought she was overdressed. He seems to be the kind of guy with the casual Urban Outfitters uniform, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt and boots, but she said he looked good. I can only imagine how awkward those first few minutes must of been for her. She's social when she really knows you, but new situations like this make her pretty quiet. Knowing I spilled already helped, she said. She got my first text when she was only a few blocks away from our house, and thinking about me cumming gave her a tingly feeling for when she met up with him. She said the first few minutes felt fine, but then she started to feel nervous as they walked into the bar and sat down. She wasn't sure what to talk about or what to do with herself or where to put her arms. She had her arms wrapped around herself in a defensive posture, but then she said she remembered me saying to think of it as play-acting and she dared herself to take his arm and lean into him as they sat down.
They sat at the bar in the corner on rotating stools. He straddled his stool and faced her. She insists she wasn't being cock-cracked, but yes, she totally told me she looked down to check him out. That detail may be real, or it may be something she put in to tease me. Either way, it worked. They talked about stuff, or mostly he did. She ordered a gin and tonic and drank it a little quickly. She felt his eyes on her, and felt her body getting heated. She says she likes the way he looks at her but it also scares her. The bar was really crowded on a Saturday night, which helped, too. Lots of visual distractions to diffuse some of her nervousness. The noise also meant they had to lean close into one another to hear. She said by the end of the night her stool was pulled up against his, with her sitting facing the bar and him sideways facing her. When she leaned just a little toward him, her shoulder rested against his chest and his mouth was right in her ear. He had his arm around her, lightly resting on her hip. At one point some friends of his came in and he introduced them. She doesn't remember who they were though. When she got my text with the picture of my spill, at first she couldn't tell what it was, but then when she looked closer she laughed out loud in surprise. He asked her what was so funny. She almost thought about showing him. When she told me this detail, she looked at me and asked, "Should I have?" This was as we were getting ready for bed Sunday night. The question caught me off guard and I stammered. She also commented that it didn't look like there was much sperm. It was a casual comment, but it had to have been deliberate. I asked if Caleb's cum is thicker, and she kind of patted my belly and said, "Aw, baby."
It was hard to get her to say much about what they talked about at the bar. She says she doesn't really remember, which makes sense I guess. They talked about work, mostly, and he asked about yoga. When his friends came in, he commented that one of them had just broken up with his girlfriend and they were probably out on the prowl. That brought up the subject of sex. She was nervous he would ask her questions about her dating life, which she wanted to avoid. She's still nervous about that part, not wanting to lead him on but also not feeling brave and confident enough to say openly that she's "open." It's still a foreign idea for her. At some point, he turns to her and asks, "Do you want to get out of here? If you want, we could go back to my place for a beer." Or something like that. She says the question came out of nowhere. I doubt that, but I can understand how it must have felt like that, even as the question was bound to come. She said yes. I asked if she really said yes with enthusiasm. She giggled and nodded. I tried to get her to play-act the "yes" for me; I told her I really wanted to hear how she accepted his offer of sex, because that's what it was. Somehow my earnestness descended into laughter on her part and we ended up acting silly together.
She said walking over to his place was maybe the scariest thing she's done. When I asked if her pussy was wet, she looked up at the ceiling and let out a long, drawn out "Yesssssss." She was scared but really turned on. She's always wondered what it would feel like to be going home with a guy just for sex, something her American friends talked about as though it's no big deal, even though for her growing up in Korea it's a very big deal, and now it was happening for her. She remembers it like a surreal dream. She's walking beside him, probably stumbling a bit, holding his arm and leaning against him, giggling as they walk up the stairs to his apartment, and she's thinking about -- and trying not to think about -- how soon she will be undressing for him and spreading her legs for him. She says she still hadn't really made the decision to fuck him, even though she knew that having gone this far it was now inevitable that she would. He would take her pussy, she knew. Some part of her knew her pussy was already his when she agreed to leave the bar with him... or really before that, when she left the house to go meet him... or even before that, when she was dressing for him and shaving her pussy for him. She admitted that even as she was lathering herself up and shaving she was thinking about his hard cock pushing inside her.
The apartment part was really awkward for her. She knew sex was going to happen, she wanted it to happen, but she felt really stiff and uncomfortable, which is understandable. When she and I first hooked up, she more or less jumped me, partly as a way to skip past that awkward seduction part that she didn't really know how to handle, and it sounds like she was feeling similarly with him, though she didn't make the first move. They were standing together as he's showing her his record collection. As someone who grew up in Korea, she didn't recognize many of the bands he was excited about, but she acted interested. They must have been standing close together, their bodies touching. She said she was very aware of his heat and his smell. She said she turned to him, tilting her head back in an offer to kiss her, and also said that he put his arm around her and pulled her into him, so it's not clear who made the first move. Maybe she's not sure herself. But suddenly they are kissing. She feels his hands all over her body, pulling her hips into his hard cock and grinding her against him. Her nipples are hard and she's on fire for him. She remembers going limp and surrendering into his arms, and imagines him taking her right there on the floor, hard and rough and raw.
She likes feeling how hard he is and rubs her tiny hands over the front of his jeans. It's hot to imagine her doing this, almost giving him a handjob through his pants in her eagerness for him. Apparently he said something like, "I love a girl who really knows how to fuck," and she liked hearing that. She remembers sinking to her knees without really being aware of it. Her dress is tight so she has to pull it up her hips in order to bend down. As she's down on her knees looking up at him, she wonders what I would think of her if I could she her like that. I assure her I feel amazed by her sexuality and her daring, and that I'm proud of her. That makes her smile. She unbuckles his belt and pants. She feels his breathing quicken and feels the heat emanating from his crotch. She likes it. She kisses his shaft through his boxers, tracing the outline of his shaft with her lips. I have to keep nudging her through all these details, assuring her I want to hear them. "Are you sure you're ok hearing about his cock?" she asks several times, and I assure her I want to. She looks thoughtful and smiles when I say that. And clearly testing me, she says, "Even if he's bigger than you?" My blush and groan was its own answer, and she kissed me.
She likes seeing his cock pressing against the thin fabric of his boxers, eager to get out, and she likes knowing she makes him hard like that. She tells me she wants to feel his balls, feel how full they are. When she pulls his pants down around his ankles and reaches up to pull down the waistband of his boxers -- guys, can you just imagine this scene! -- his cock flops out and pokes her in the face. Apparently he made some kind of apology, but she wasn't paying attention. It sounds like she was really in the heat of the moment, in a kind of submissive trance like how I feel when she is with another guy. It's hard for her to remember detail other than that she was hot to feel his cock, and that her dress was feeling to constricting. She reaches to her side and tugs down the side-zipper on her dress, and pulls her left arm, then her right arm, out of the dress. It slides off her shoulders to reveal the red lace bra beneath that holds in her full breasts. The dress is getting hot and tight around her. She wishes she can take it all off, but she's focused on his cock.
She's at his feet, her face pressed against his bare cock and balls feeling their heat. As she told me how badly she wanted to suck it, her hand was clutched around my own hardening dick. I asked her if she requested permission like she was supposed to, and she grinned at me. "Yes, baby, I did." I asked her to tell me exactly what she said, several times urging her to repeat it. I really wanted to here it, to hear just what my wife said to beg for this man's cock. She said she gently held his balls in her tiny hand as she looked up at him. She could feel the heat of his sperm in her hands, and her bra-covered breasts were pressed up against his naked and hairy thighs. He's looking down at her with an intense face. It intimidated her a little seeing his intensity and brought her out of her spell a little. It sounds like focusing on his cock right in front of her allowed her to distance somewhat that she was really with this other guy, a near stranger, which makes sense I guess. I'm not really sure how much this moment became awkward or scary for her. It all must have felt very real for her, and she must have felt pretty vulnerable. Some careful prodding led her to admit some of the vulnerability excited her. A part of her liked knowing she was helpless in her hands, that she wanted to be here but even if she didn't want to, she might be helpless to get away.
She stuttered at first and the words came out wrong. As a non-native speaker that makes her feel easily ashamed, but she says she pushed herself to speak again. "Can I suck him?" she asked first, to which he grunted a yes. When she asked me if that counted as asking permission, I said I didn't think so, to which she replied, "I didn't think so either so I asked again." She claims she begged him, holding her hands near his cock but not on it, and looking up at him. I can only imagine how hot that must have been. She said she said, "Please, Caleb. Please, may I have permission to suck your cock? Can I?" Here I have to wonder if she's embellishing a little for my sake, but I find myself believing her. If she can act the slut enough to be with him, I can believe she would let herself be so submissive. It must have been so scary but also so exhilarating and arousing for her. Her more earnest begging earned her a "Yes, bitch, suck me" from Caleb, and he put his hand on the top of her head to push her mouth onto his cock. The smell and taste of his cockhead suddenly filled her mouth, and she said she gagged a little before finding her stride. She hadn't expected him to pull her in so roughly with her hand, but it made her hot. She sucked him into her mouth. Then she looked up at him with her big dark eyes. She wanted to give him a blowjob he would remember. And she wanted to make me hot with jealousy for how she pleasured him.
I can only imagine how intensely hot that must have been for him. Looking down and seeing this incredibly hot petite Asian girl on her knees in front of you, her tight red dress sliding off her bare shoulders to show her sexy red lace bar, her hot wet mouth bathing your cockhead in her saliva, her hands holding your balls and she looks meekly up at you. Min-Ju gives amazing blowjobs. And yes, I was jealous as hell. It's one of those sad laws of relationships that blowjob frequency goes down over time, so it's actually been awhile since she's gone full-tilt on me. But it sounds like she really worked him over. She sucked him deep and range her tongue around the sensitive underside of his cockhead. And she really liked squeezing his balls and feeling how heavy they were. She likes sperm, and she kept reminding me how full he was, how much sperm was in their for her, as she told her story. At one point she pulled her mouth off him and kissed down his shaft to his balls, sucking first one then the other between her lips. He really liked that. He also liked having his fingers wrapped through her hair and kept his hand on the back of her head, urging her to take him deeper. She said he was a little too rough, and that it hurt at times but it also really excited her. He kept calling her a "bitch" and a "slut." The "slut" she liked but not the "bitch," but still she said she bopped her head for him and she must have done something to urge him to treat her so roughly. I asked if she gave him deep throat. At this point in her story her eyes are glassy and she's panting a little, reliving it. I'd even convinced her to act it out for me a little on her Tantus dildo. It was hot and sweaty and sexy as hell for both of us. She said she opened her throat and tried her best. She brought him into her throat but couldn't get his whole shaft in. The angle is wrong when she's on her knees, she deep throats me best when she lays on the bed and I'm above her, and she can deep throat me. But he was too big. She said, "I tried but I couldn't open for him the way I can for your cock."
He came with a roar, and pulled Min-Ju's mouth down onto him in a way that made her fear she would gag. The first spurt went straight down her throat into her belly, she said. She pulled back a little so the second spurted into her mouth... and the third spilled over her lips and she felt him leaking down her chin. She told me she looked up at him feeling battered and messy and wet, but on fire. She wanted to make me proud by opening her mouth and showing him. She knew that detail would really get to me, and it did. I still keep imagining in my mind the way her tongue and lips must have been covered with his sperm and she looked up at him. I imagine her licking her lips and smiling up at him, feeling both small and scared -- and triumphant.
(Sorry to stop here... more as soon as I can, and yes, there is more.... Hope you enjoy)