Sheri Q and A

Got a request on Twitter from @RyanHuddleston1.  You can totally talk to me on Twitter, guys.  It's amazing.  Not Twitter; Twitter is kind of silly.  But it's amazing that I actually pay attention to what people are saying to me on Twitter.  Something like that.

He asked for some Sheri stories... which I don't have prepared because I can't think of any worth telling right now.  So instead, I fired up the ol' IM (or whatever you kids are calling it these days) and asked her a few questions, hoping it might spark some recollections.  And then I lightly edited her answers and munged things around and so forth, and now, here, for the first time on television, Sheri answers some questions that I could think to ask.

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#1 - What's your favorite position?

Don't make me choose.  Okay, fine, doggie.  You mean with only one guy, right, because I can't think of the names of positions for three.  Or four.  But I really like doggie.  It's got a lot going for it.  It's easy to spank my ass.  He can switch to fucking my ass easily if he wants.  It hits good places in my cunt.  I don't have to look him in the eye if I don't really like him.  Kidding.  Mostly.

#2 - What kind of porn are you watching lately?

Been on a throat-fucking kick recently.  I don't like it that much when I do it, but watching those girls gag is sexy as hell.  Better if she's getting railed by another guy and they're fucking both ends really hard.  But that's just recently.  I'm cosmopolitan.

#3 - Who was the last guy you fucked?

This will hopefully be out of date by the time you post it, but a few days ago I had a gorgeous blond boy.  Very ripped, very stupid, but just so damn pretty.  Home from college, bless his heart.  I saw him chasing some chippies unsuccessfully and suggested that he'd have an easier time with me.  Those chippies didn't know what they were missing.  I blew him in an alley, but he lasted longer than I thought he would, so we went back to my place because I wasn't going to waste him on my mouth.  Once in the cunt, twice in the ass, I was walking funny the next day at work.  I might see him again.  So dumb though.  So very dumb.  Not one to keep, but I'll keep having a bit of fun with him while it lasts.

#4 - How about the ladies?

Trish. [Lexi note: Trish is my sister's coworker/lover.  Nothing serious; my sister doesn't get serious.  But they're a regular thing.] In the supply closet, actually.  We do it on breaks so it's not like anyone can complain.  I keep a double dil in my locker for us.  Last time was nothing special though.  We both were worked up and she whispered to me, "Supply closet in five," and we went.  No time for anything but a quick grope and gasp.  I think people could smell cunt-juice on us, but it's a shitty job and I don't give a fuck what they think.

#5 - Most interesting recent partner?

Shit, put me on the spot.  Okay, I was a guy's first a few months back.  Son of a friend.  She wanted him to get his dick wet before he was out of her house and she couldn't keep him safe.  As far as I know, there's nothing going on there like us [Lexi's note: she means incest] but he's a shy kid, real momma's boy, never dated, not many friends.  She wanted him to learn a few things.  I mean, you've been there too.  They're divorced and he doesn't have a strong father figure in his life.

She wanted it to be at her house.  I asked her if she was going to watch, which spooked her a little.  I said I was just kidding, I'd do it, blah blah blah.  I know the kid a little, I've met him before.  So I went over for dinner, then mommy said she had to run some errands and would he entertain me.  It took a while to get him to talk to me, but I just laid it straight out: "Your mom wants you to become a man in the privacy of your own home with someone who's going to help you out.  She's cool with it.  Might help you when you get to college."

He might have been shy but his eyes lit up.  Once I told him what the score was, he wanted to know if he could kiss me.  Hell yeah, kid, kiss away.  You can do other stuff too.  I told him we'd take it as slow as he liked, then we went up to the spare room because he didn't want me to see his room.  I think he's embarrassed of his furnishings or something.  Or he didn't want to get jizz all over his own bed.

I helped him take my clothes off, lay back, and told him he could touch or kiss or lick whatever he wanted.  He was in his undies and I could see the tent.  He liked playing with my tits a lot, liked sucking on them more.  But he really liked kissing me.  Sweet kid.  After a bit, I said I was going to suck him off, just to take the edge off, and he was fine with that too.  He didn't last long in my mouth but I told him that was fine, that now that he wasn't nervous we could keep going.

Then he asked me if I wanted him to lick me.  Sweet kid, like I said.  I said, "Hell yes little man."  No, I didn't say that, I was very respectful and gentle.  But I said I'd show him around, then gave him some lessons on pleasing a lady.  I told him that even if he was pretty quick on the draw, he could make it up to his lady by making sure she got hers, and the best way to do that is by going down town.  I think he was scared of it at first, but once he got to see the show, he liked making me moan.  I think he'll do all right with the coeds.

Then, God bless youth, he was hard again and I told him it was the big moment, let him choose how he wanted me.  He went with missionary.  Totally respectable choice, since it meant he got to see everything.  I helped him slip his cock into me and then told him that he needed to go slow with girls unless they said different, and I was saying different, so he could be as hard as he liked.

He was still gentle.  I had to help out with a finger or two until he got the rhythm.  He popped out once or twice, but come on, it was his first time.  When he almost jammed it in my ass I laughed and said that I didn't mind that but most girls would, so he needed to be careful.  His eyes got wide when I said I didn't mind, but he didn't do anything about it.

He lasted a respectable time, not long enough for me to cum but longer than in my mouth.  He gasped that he was going to cum and I just wrapped my legs around him and kept him there until he shot into me.  He liked that too.

Then we talked.  Told him some other useful stuff about sex.  Then we heard his mom come home and he was ready to run away, but I just yelled down to her that we were fine and she should make herself scarce.  I don't know. She could have been listening at the keyhole.  I think he's got a little kinky in him because once she said, "Okay, have fun," his cock jumped again and I told him to get ready for another.  Sucked him back hard, then when he asked if I wanted some of the same I said, "No hun, this is for you not me," and lay back again.  But he surprised me, asked me if I would do it from behind, and then when he was sitting back there, eyeing my butt, asked me sheepishly what I meant when I said I didn't mind.  He knew very well what I meant.  The kid's got internet.

I said, "Okay, I said you could do anything and it was for you."  So I helped him into my ass.  He was in hog heaven.  "Only with me," I said as I helped him in.  "Most girls need a lot more convincing."  Even after cumming two times before, my ass didn't let him last long, and he spent right into my butt with a cute little grunt.

He looked pretty worn out after that, so we talked a little bit more and then I pulled on some clothes to find mommy, told her he was a man and he'd done well, and was about to excuse myself when he came down and asked his mom, his mom if you can believe it, if I could stay the night.  She looked at me.  I shrugged.

We watched a movie, but halfway through I could see him eyeing me, so I whispered to his mom that he still had some needs, and she blushed a little.  I don't think she knew what she was getting herself into.  That's why she really should have taken responsibility for it herself.  But whatever.  He and I went back upstairs and I stripped down and told him to have at it.  He said, "I liked your butt, but I really want to kiss you some more while we do it."  So we fucked face to face again.  When I came, he was worried for a minute until I told him I was cumming, then he was pleased as punch.  I praised him a bit too much maybe.  He was getting off on getting me off.  But there are worse things.

He finished up after a while, then we finished the movie, then we went to bed.  I thought he might sleep with me, but he went to his own room and I got the wet bed to myself.  Whatever.  But after a few hours, he woke me up by sliding in next to me and said he didn't want his mom to know.  I told him she probably knew, but he said she was asleep.

We started out in clothes but that didn't last long.  He asked me if he could go down on me again.  Yeah, like I'm going to say no.  I came all over his face.  Then we just kind of made out for a while.  He wasn't a bad kisser, just timid.  I showed him a thing or two.  He just loved kissing me while holding my tits.

He couldn't stay hard though, and I said that was fine.  It had been a long day.  He looked sad until I told him I would make sure to get up early next morning.  Then he sneaked back to his room.  Wouldn't you know it, way too damn early he was back, sun just barely up above the hills, said his mom was still asleep and could I do it again.  I said yes.  What was I going to say?

His mom walked in on us as he was balls-deep in my cunt, hands full of tits, legs up over his shoulders.  She just took one look, blushed, and closed the door.  Breakfast was a bit awkward.  Nobody really said much.  I excused myself, although he followed me to the door like a puppy and kissed me like he was afraid it was the last time he was ever going to kiss anyone.

And then mommy didn't speak to me for a week.  I think she was pissed I corrupted him.  Serves her right for asking me.

I'd do him again.  Once the nerves wore off, he wasn't a bad lay, plus the thrill of doing it with his mom downstairs knowing what was happening.  Plus he was eager to eat me out.  I think if he can get over the first nerves, he's going to make those coeds really happy.

#6 - Worst sex recently?

I was drunk, he was drunk, he came all over my ass as he was trying to put it in, then he got really drunk defensive about it and we didn't go again.  He kicked me out and I left my panties in his bedroom.  I guess that counts as "sex" but it never got inside me and I got nothing out of it and lost a nice pair of panties.  But you know me.  I've lost more panties in strange places...

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Okay, that's all for now.  But if you've got questions you'd like to hear from Sheri, or Mike, or Sveta, or me, you can email me or comment or tweet.  Seriously.  If you ask a specific question I'll try to get the answer for you.  Or if you want me to ask these same questions of someone else, I can do that too.  You've got to ask.