At Last

Ok, I'm sorry, this is the long-awaited (by me) story of my actor prospect. I'm sorry, things were still kind of busy when I finally had a story to tell, and then I got sick. Don't get sick, kids. It's annoying. No, I didn't have COVID either. I got the fun traditional kind of sick.

But before that, the show finished up and we had a cast party. My actor friend needs a name. How about Darren? Darren was true to his word, didn't say anything to me about hooking up during the whole show process, didn't get impatient, was a total gentleman. Still young enough to be my son, but when has that ever stopped me before.

But at the cast party, he sidled up to me and said, "Is it cool to ask you out again now?"

To which I giggled and acted very much not my age. I swear, sometimes I'm like a schoolgirl. What can I say? His attentions were very flattering.

He'd met Sveta when she came to see the play, and I thought maybe that would dissuade him a little, but no, when I giggled he grinned and then put his hand on my waist like he wasn't several inches shorter than me. "Now I know you know some quiet places around here for us to get better acquainted," he said. Cocky. No, that's not fair. Confident. And I like a little confidence in a guy. I swear, he wasn't pushy or sleazy, just confident.

"I'm not sure I want to get to know you like that," I said. He looked slightly deflated, so I hurriedly clarified, "I mean, I'd like to get to know you in a more comfortable way. Not having to worry about someone walking in. That kind of thing."

"Oh, so it's like that now, is it?" The grin was back.

"I'd invite you home, but Sveta's there and I don't want to share you," I said. I didn't mention that Zoe was also there. No reason to make things complicated.

"No, no, tonight's all about you." And he glanced around to see if anyone was watching and then pulled me gently to him and kissed me, his hand on the upper curve of my ass, his tongue in my mouth, not forceful, just comfortable. So yeah, we made out for a while. I'm pretty sure some other people saw, and I'm not crazy about that because I don't want them to think that this was something that had been going on previously. But we're all adults, and if it makes me seem a little slutty, well, I'm a little slutty.

Finally we broke away and adjusted ourselves back to somewhat normal. He said, "I got an apartment but it's a bit of a drive." Which was okay because my house was a bit of a drive too. And neither of us could afford a motel or anything like that.

So I told him I'd see him there. He gave me the address and then said he was going to take off, "to get things ready for you."

I told him, "I don't need rose petals and candle light." He laughed at that.

I had to stay around and say goodbye to people and it took me longer than I wanted to to get out of there. My panties were drenched already, but I managed not to leave wet patches on any seats. Okay, there wasn't much danger of that, but I really wanted to get some.

I drove to Darren's apartment thinking what an idiot I was being, but at the same time really wanted to rip my clothes off in his doorway and just take him up against a wall. I'm not sure if you've ever had that feeling, but it's frustrating: the feeling that you need sex really badly but the way you're going about it is a bad idea. I don't know why I felt that way, really.

Darren invited me in. "No rose petals, but I did get a bottle of wine," he said.

"Let's worry about refreshments later," I said, and surprised him a little by kind of throwing myself at him. But he adapted quickly and pretty soon his hands were all over my ass while his kisses moved lower and lower on my collar bone.

I hadn't worn anything special as far as clothes, but underthings, well, I anticipated that it might happen so I dressed up a little. When he got to my red lace bra he enjoyed looking at it for a few moments, then cupping my breasts, which I instantly felt shy about because they're not very big and I was sure he wanted them to be bigger. I didn't say that, of course, but it pulled my arousal back a little, I confess.

But then he was licking and sucking my nipples very nicely, and all the doubts and fears and negative stuff went away and I let him take charge because it seemed like he wanted to. I was in just my panties pretty quickly after that, and he was loving my ass in those red lacy panties, let me tell you. It made me blush how much he was all about my ass.

Before he could get my panties off though, I had my hands in his pants and let's just say that his confidence wasn't supported by any physical abnormality in the size department. He was fine. Thicker than long, but just fine. I got his cock out and started sucking it and he was more than fine. Grower rather than a shower, I guess. Not anything I'd put in my top ten, but he was courteous about getting head and he didn't try to shove it down my throat even after I get it down my throat a few times.

"God, looking down at you doing that... damn girl," he said, which I enjoyed as a very nice compliment.

"Do you want me to get you off first, or...?"

"Oh no baby, I want to get you off first," he said. Okay then, mama like.

We had made it to his bedroom by this point, somehow, and he gently guided me to my back on his bed, then slipped off my panties and started going crazy between my legs. The confidence was definitely well-founded as far as his cunnilingus skills are concerned. I'm easy to get off, which he enjoyed, but it was good head. Once I was tingling and flushed and breathing heavily from the orgasm, he pulled his clothes off and joined me in the bed. I felt him press the head of his cock into my pussy, thought for a moment about condoms, dismissed the idea, and enjoyed his kisses as we slowly, firmly made love face to face.

"I love doing it like this," he confessed. "A lot of girls like it from behind or on top..."

"I love it too," I said, kissing him. "It's so intimate." Then I laughed. "A lot of girls?"

"Oh, sorry, don't want you to think I'm some kind of man-slut," he laughed. Then he thrust and drove all thoughts out of my head for a few minutes.

Once I came back to myself and he was still fucking away, I said, "So, not a man-slut, but you've got experience."

"A bit," he said, confidently. "I lost my virginity to my older sister's best friend when I was... well, young. And I've always enjoyed it, you know."

"Oh, me too. Enjoyed it, I mean."

"Speaking of enjoying it, where would you like it?"

"Inside me please."

"Really? Damn girl."

"You can't knock me up and I love the feeling."

"Well all right then." And he started thrusting faster and then grunted and came in me. Well, grunted is a polite way of saying it. His O face was kind of silly. I don't hold it against him, but he sounded like porn and he looked like he was getting kicked in the nuts. But it felt good all the same.

He got up and got us two glasses of wine. "So, you like it inside?" he said.

"Always have."

And then we swapped stories for a few minutes. He does have some experience, I'll give him that. I made up a polite lie about my first time, just that it was an older man, that kind of thing.

The wine gave me a bit of a buzz, not in a bad way, and I started jokingly stroking his cock, which he didn't mind at all, and then we were making out again and he was inside me again and we just thrust against each other for a while before he said, "You need a bit harder?"

"Yes please."

"You want to ride me?"

"I will if you want."

"Naw baby, let me do the work." And he guided me onto my hands and knees and then got behind me and grabbed my ass and started pumping. A nice hard fuck after the somewhat gentler one earlier was just want I wanted, particularly when I was a bit buzzed, and he lasted longer this time, long enough to give me two Os, then unloaded inside me without asking which was fine.

"I can't let you drive home," he said after giving me more wine.

So I called Sveta and let her know that I was okay, just spending the night with Darren. She laughed and told me to enjoy myself. I love my wife.

We talked some more, then he fell asleep and I snuggled him for a bit before falling asleep too.

When we woke up in the morning, or rather he woke me up gently stroking my pussy, we fucked again, though it was kind of sleepy and didn't really go anywhere. Then we took showers, separately because he didn't have much of a bathroom. Then as I was getting ready to leave, he kissed me and passions ignited and we found ourselves fucking again on his couch, me sitting in his lap, him concentrating his attention on my tits, which they enjoyed. He came inside me again, and then we straightened ourselves up and I finally had to say goodbye.

He has my number and we've talked, but we haven't been able to figure out a time to get together again because of work and sickness. I don't know if he'll be a regular thing, but I'm going to ride the train until they kick me off it.

TMI Tuesday

From the vaults:

What do you wear to sleep in?

Usually nothing. Sometimes underwear. I wish I could say there was a method to my madness about this, but it doesn't even seem to be based on the temperature of the room. I've worn nothing to bed for a long time now, so that's just force of habit, but I don't know why I sometimes decide to wear my underwear. And sometimes it's just panties. I don't know. I'm a cypher wrapped in an enigma wearing cute undergarments sometimes.

Do you ever walk around your own place naked?

All the fucking time. I have to get out of the habit of doing that when I know we're going to have company. I've been sent diving for cover by knocks at the door.

Have you or would you ever answer the door naked?

I'm pretty sure I once told the story of how my sister and I answered the door to the pizza guy totally naked when I was much younger and more willing to do stupid things. I wouldn't do it now, even if the visitor was scheduled to see me naked shortly after entering the house. I'm just too self-conscious about it now.

What part of your body do you like to be on show? Why?

I think I've got a decent ass and legs. I am self-conscious about my tits because they're quite small for my frame, and my belly is where I gain weight. I'll sometimes show the butt off a little.

When sunbathing how much do you bare?

I don't sunbathe because I don't tan, I cancer. There was a time when I believed this wasn't true, and I've sunbathed in the nude. I don't really get tan lines but it ensures that every part of my body gets equally burnt.

Have you or would you bare all on a naturist (nude) beach?

I've told stories about beaches. I've bared all (borne all?) on beaches that weren't technically nude beaches. These days I have no idea where the nearest nude beach is, but I'd probably strip down to my birthday suit if the situation called for it.

Have you ever flashed your bits in public? If not would you if it turned your partner on?

I've done this plenty, albeit usually when there was no one else watching.

Have you ever given a striptease or has anyone given you one? Did you enjoy it?

I don't love stripping for a partner because I get self-conscious doing it. But I will, if it turns them on or something like that. I've been stripped for loads of times, and while it's not going to top my list of foreplay options, I enjoy it just fine. Usually with gals. Guys, sorry, I'm just not as visually stimulated by you.

Ever gone skinny dipping? Alone or with others?

I've told skinny-dipping stories on here too. Is it really skinny-dipping if you do it alone? Yeah, probably. I've been nude at the beach in the water. I've skinny-dipped in lakes. I've skinny-dipped at private pools. Basically, yes, I've done this.

Do you like to look at naked people or do you want show off your nakedness?

I prefer to look than show off these days. Actually, that's probably always been true. I'm more of a voyeur than an exhibitionist.

Sexually speaking, what’s the furthest you would go with a partner in public? Have you had sex in public?

I've fucked in public. I've probably told those stories too. I think the most public sex I've ever had was on a crowded, dark dance floor. That's hard to pull off, no pun intended. But I've fucked in public. I'd probably do it again. It's a real thrill.