Straight Female / 22
The Stranger In My Life
I grew up with a single mother, and had very little to do with my father. My paternal grandmother came through on birthdays and Christmas, but otherwise she was totally absent. We grew up without any spending money, and things like car payments and rent were always open discussions. I went to junior college, and finished an associates and went to work at this restaurant chain. The waitresses made more money, so I took up waitressing. That's where I met this man I'm going to kiss and tell about.
I ran into him right after work at Barnes and Noble. He was looking for some book and we crossed paths in the isle. He recognized me and I had to work at remembering him. He talked to me and I wasn't able to leave, he never touched me but he captured me. I said several times that I needed to leave, but he went on and ignored me. It was then around six p.m. and he said let's go to Panera's.
Like a dumb bunny I followed him. Everything my mother taught me about strange men was in my blind side. He offered me a ride in his car. Again, don't get in a car with a stranger, but there I was telling where I lived and everything. At my house, I still lived with my mother, my mother's car wasn't there and the lights were out. He followed me in to check that there wasn't someone waiting for me. Now this stranger was in my house and we were all alone and when he saw the panties on the floor of my bedroom he became sexual.
He picked up a pair of my panties and held them up with his finger. He smelled them. He told me smell can give you away, women smell different when they are ovulating. He sat on the sofa and asked me to come sit down on him and make his dick happy. On his lap he asked me to give him tits, he really liked tits and he wanted to play with my tits. Topless, sitting on his lap, facing him he kissed me and felt up around my waist and bottom. He opened his shirt so I could splash my tits against him, he pulled at my panties and I had to get off of him to take them off, now I was naked. He had taken the chance to get his dick out.
I sat on his dick like he asked me, to slide down slowly so he would enjoy it. With his dick in me, his hands on my tits, naked, my mother opened the front door. I didn't know his name. I didn't know anything about him. I had a total stranger in my mother's house and I was naked with him.
I had to move after that, for bringing a stranger into my mother's house to have sex with. My mother carries a grudge forever, and the shaming for letting a stranger, I didn't even know his name, have sex with me. I can't explain it. Stranger danger aside, I never once felt threatened. I went along with him, step by step by step until I was sitting naked on his dick in the living room.
He only sits in my section. He brings work people and they tip big. He tells them. I get envelopes with money and he gave me a loaner car. I sit on his lap and ride up and down while plays with my tits until he throws me off and gets on top of me. I have never had sex with any other man. He knows it and he wants it that way. I wouldn't dare let another man touch me.
I ran into him right after work at Barnes and Noble. He was looking for some book and we crossed paths in the isle. He recognized me and I had to work at remembering him. He talked to me and I wasn't able to leave, he never touched me but he captured me. I said several times that I needed to leave, but he went on and ignored me. It was then around six p.m. and he said let's go to Panera's.
Like a dumb bunny I followed him. Everything my mother taught me about strange men was in my blind side. He offered me a ride in his car. Again, don't get in a car with a stranger, but there I was telling where I lived and everything. At my house, I still lived with my mother, my mother's car wasn't there and the lights were out. He followed me in to check that there wasn't someone waiting for me. Now this stranger was in my house and we were all alone and when he saw the panties on the floor of my bedroom he became sexual.
He picked up a pair of my panties and held them up with his finger. He smelled them. He told me smell can give you away, women smell different when they are ovulating. He sat on the sofa and asked me to come sit down on him and make his dick happy. On his lap he asked me to give him tits, he really liked tits and he wanted to play with my tits. Topless, sitting on his lap, facing him he kissed me and felt up around my waist and bottom. He opened his shirt so I could splash my tits against him, he pulled at my panties and I had to get off of him to take them off, now I was naked. He had taken the chance to get his dick out.
I sat on his dick like he asked me, to slide down slowly so he would enjoy it. With his dick in me, his hands on my tits, naked, my mother opened the front door. I didn't know his name. I didn't know anything about him. I had a total stranger in my mother's house and I was naked with him.
I had to move after that, for bringing a stranger into my mother's house to have sex with. My mother carries a grudge forever, and the shaming for letting a stranger, I didn't even know his name, have sex with me. I can't explain it. Stranger danger aside, I never once felt threatened. I went along with him, step by step by step until I was sitting naked on his dick in the living room.
He only sits in my section. He brings work people and they tip big. He tells them. I get envelopes with money and he gave me a loaner car. I sit on his lap and ride up and down while plays with my tits until he throws me off and gets on top of me. I have never had sex with any other man. He knows it and he wants it that way. I wouldn't dare let another man touch me.
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