John and Sarah had worked at the same company for a while. Sarah often worked alone and struggled to form lasting relationships. Potential partners only wanted flings, despite her having much to offer. It seemed like she was always seeking the perfect partner, but her expectations were never met.
John was married but unsatisfied with his sex life. He got along well with his wife in many areas, except sex. Why?
His wife, attractive but conservative in bed. John had tried over the years to help her see things from his perspective, to be more open to new experiences. His efforts to change her or even start a dialogue failed. His wife, Anna, wouldn’t budge. He wondered if he needed to explore how to get his wife to be more adventurous.
The two got along great at work. They helped each other and had time for serious talks or playful banter. John remembered Sarah had a date and hadn’t heard what happened. A few days had passed, and he forgot to ask. That day seemed like a good time, especially since he remembered, and they had no pressing tasks.
Unexpected Revelations
“What happened with the guy you were supposed to meet? Did he not show up?”
“Oh, he showed up… ugh…”
“You never told me about the date.”
“There’s nothing to tell. I’m trying to forget that experience. I never thought I’d meet a man like that!”
“What happened?”
“Here’s how it went! I didn’t meet this guy for a relationship; I knew he just wanted a fling, but… I gave in. I hadn’t had sex in months and thought… since he looked good, I might as well enjoy it sexually. Judge me if you want!”
“Why would I do that? You have sexual needs too, not just us men. It’s natural to want that. Forget it! Tell me more!”
“I met him at the hotel he chose… we got to the room… Want details?”
“Tell me however you want, just so I understand what happened.”
“I have to tell you, or you won’t get it… Okay! We kissed, got heated. In a rush, we undressed. When I saw his size, I knew I had to suck him. I don’t know what was so special, but I felt I had to. I enjoy oral sex…”
“So… what happened?”
“He lay back… I straddled him, kissing wherever I could. I moved lower… kissing his chest, abdomen… then his cock. I grabbed it at the base and took it in my mouth. I sucked him like few men I’ve been with. But I knew when to stop.”
“Why did you stop?”
“That’s another story. Once, I let a guy finish in my mouth… I didn’t mind the ejaculation, but he couldn’t do anything after. He said that was it and I’d have to wait an hour for another erection. Since then, the guy I’m with doesn’t finish first… so I get something too.”
“I see!”
“Back to this guy! I had him all confused. Naturally, I wanted something in return… reciprocity. I lay back, he came over me… kissing, caressing… my face, ears, neck… he moved down, reached my breasts… sucked them in a great way. But I wanted more. I pressed his head lower. He went down but didn’t understand why I was pushing him away.”
“So…”
“He kissed my abdomen, navel… but nothing lower. I pushed again, he resisted. He stopped, looked at me, and asked why I was doing that. I said I wanted something too. His blunt reply was… I don’t lick where others have fucked!”
“What?!”
“Yes… that’s what he said. I wanted nothing more. Out of anger, I got up, dressed quickly, and left. I left him alone in the hotel room.”
“He didn’t say anything when he saw you dressing? Didn’t try to stop you?”
“I didn’t care what he said. I was too angry to stop. I felt smoke coming out of my ears. Anything he said wouldn’t calm me. Leaving was best. And that’s what I did.”
“I can’t believe a man like that exists. I miss doing that… I’ve forgotten what it’s like to give oral to a woman…”
“She still won’t let you?”
“No… not at all!”
“What does she say?”
“It’s unhygienic… not natural… I told her I want to, and it doesn’t matter. Her answer is NO. She thinks I want her to do it to me, which will never happen… and that’s it. Besides missionary and doggy, nothing happens. Sometimes, sex with her feels like a chore. I loved sex so much, but now… it’s boring and mundane. I can’t wait for it to end.”
“Have you faked an orgasm?”
“A few times. Just to end it. Not often. I assess if I can get away with it, so she doesn’t notice I haven’t ejaculated. I never finish inside. Most times, I finish in my hand. That way, I can trick her into thinking I’ve finished, then go straight to the bathroom to wash up. By the time she comes, I say I’m done. You know what I do after?”
“What do you do?”
“I take advantage of her falling asleep soon after, go to the living room, open a porn site, and masturbate. In many cases, I’ve had more intense experiences masturbating than having sex with her.”
“I’m sorry… Ugh… You’re unhappy too!…”
“Yes… I’ve even thought about cheating. I have frustrations, but she doesn’t understand. I miss that passion I had before meeting her. I miss getting oral. I miss a pair of lips sucking me until I lose my mind. I miss licking a pussy, tasting it… seeing how a woman reacts, moans, and sighs… how she orgasms. Do I even need to mention a 69?”
“Ew… What a crude word you used!”
“What word?”
“To lick a p…”
“You’re acting silly, like you don’t have one, like you’re a child…”
“It’s not that…”
“Then what?”
“It turns me on when a man says it directly. And not just that, it makes me want it so much…” she said, biting her lower lip.
“Is that your problem?… Pull down your pants and underwear, and I’ll lick you right now!”
“You’re crazy!… What if I like it and want more?”
“We’ll do it as many times as you want…”
“Go lock the door! We need to make sure no one comes in…”
Office Heat
John locked the door, then approached Sarah. She fidgeted, playing with her fingers. She could retract what she said, change her mind, but she still wanted this. She unbuttoned her jeans, looking at John. He was eager to taste her femininity. She managed to pull her pants down below her knees. She didn’t touch her white underwear. She still had doubts about going through with it.
Finally, she pulled them down to her pants. John’s eyes widened, seeing her fleshy lips. Sarah covered her eyes, a bit embarrassed by her action. John approached her, kneeling before her. She stepped back until her back hit the wall, followed closely by him.
She felt John’s hands on her thighs. She moved her hand aside to look at him. Gratitude showed on his face. He kissed her left thigh. He moved higher… reached her vagina… a quick kiss, looking into her eyes. She watched him, moving her hand to her mouth. She knew how loud she could get and didn’t want to make too much noise.
John pressed his mouth to her lips. Her large clitoris was immediately noticeable. After licking her lips from top to bottom, he focused on her clitoris. He touched it with his tongue, then his lips… He grabbed her buttocks and pulled her slowly. He pressed his mouth to her hot area. He sucked and pulled her clitoris with his lips. Sarah moaned softly, watching her colleague. He managed to give her more pleasure, and she barely managed to stay quiet.
John didn’t have a good position or easy access to her area. Since she couldn’t fully undress because it would be hard to get dressed again, he suggested she sit on a chair.
“Sit here on the chair and lift your legs up!”
“Lift my legs?”
“Yes.”
Sarah sat on the chair, leaning against the backrest, legs in the air. John, on his knees, came close to her, pressing his mouth to her already wet lips, making her moan louder. He managed to insert his tongue inside. One hand firmly pressed his head. With the other, Sarah tried to cover her mouth as much as she could.
John was still bothered by her not being fully undressed. He looked at her and told her to at least take one leg out. She complied. She managed to take her left leg out of the pants.
“Now it’s much better…” John said…
Her legs wide apart. He positioned himself between them. He took her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He sought to reach her area quickly with his mouth. She, too, couldn’t wait to feel the pleasure her colleague offered again. As he moved his head between her legs, she put her hand on his head and pressed it down hard.
“Here!… lick it!…” she said, satisfied.
“What?… You don’t say silly things!”
“Forget it! You have work to do! …”
