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Slitfest (Part 4 of 4)
Hello. This is the fourth story in the "Slitfest" series, all
authored by yours truly. If you have not read the previous three
parts in this series, I suggest you find them and read them before
taking in this particular file.
My name is Denise and I am 26 years of age (another birthday has
passed). For those of you who like to use your imagination, I stand
5'6" and weigh 108 pounds, have long blonde hair and bluish-green eyes.
My measurements are 35c-24-34. If you read my prior stories, you will
know that I am a bi-sexual female.
As always, if you like my stories... please upload them to
computer bulletin boards and networks which allow adult material.
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I have lived with Barbara, my female lover,
for over a year now. We're very happy
together, and I have never been more content
in a relationship than I am right now. We
get along perfectly.
Despite that, however, I have developed a
wandering eye.
I find it hard to believe, but over the past
couple of months, I have actually developed an
attraction toward a man. The last man I dated
was Aaron, whom I was last with in late 1994.
Re-read my first text file (SLITFST1.TXT) if
you want to know about him. I do not hold
Aaron in very high regards. I last dated him
well more than two years ago. I thought that
concentrating on women would keep me more than
satisfied, but things have gotten so that is
not the case. It's quite surprising to me,
because as I said, I'm content with Barbara.
I could have her as the only one in my life,
but the two of us have the type of relationship
where it is okay to go out and have "flings".
Barbara and I understand that we can love each
other, but still have desires for others.
The man I developed an attraction for is named
David, and he works at the same corporation I
do. We do not work together, or in the same
division, but the two of us pass by one another
quite often during a typical workday. We do
work on the same floor. He initiated the
meeting, and ever since, the two of us have
exchanged friendly hellos and smiles each time
while passing by in the hallways.
I do not know how this little crush started.
I just, all of a sudden, found myself looking
at David, and finding him incredibly handsome.
I had almost all but sworn off men, after my
falling out with Aaron. But here I was, with
a renewed interest in the male gender.
I shared my feelings with Barbara, and she was
quite surprised as well. She is interested in
men, but has pretty much considered me a
lesbian ever since we first met.
Barbara told me to "go after" David. She has
always wanted me to develop some type of a
relationship with a man. Barbara really gets
off at the thought of being in a threesome
with me, and a man. She really likes to watch
men have sex with women, whether it be before
her very eyes, or on the television screen.
David had always been very nice and friendly
with me, but I couldn't tell if he had an
interest in me as well. I definitely had an
interest in him.
As luck would have it, I found myself working late one evening last
week, with David the only other person in the building with me. My
boss had a project for me to finish, and he needed it done first thing
in the morning. To complete it, I needed the company computers, so I
had to stay late and finish the project. I wasn't complaining, since
I would get paid a nice bonus for this extra work.
David was working late as well, as I said, but I do not know what
he was up to. It really had no consequence to me, since he worked in
a different division of the company than me.
It had taken over three hours, but I finally completed the project.
I took the paperwork and placed it in the mail holder for my boss, then
went and searched for David. I needed to tell him that I was finished,
because I could not get out of the building without him temporarily
turning off the security system. Otherwise, the alarm would have
sounded... it would have been too much of a headache to explain off.
I went to his office and found him seated at his desk, busy with
some paperwork. "David?" I said, and he looked up. "Could you shut
off the security system? I'm ready to go home."
"Sure, Denise," he responded. "But could you wait a minute? I'm
almost finished here myself."
"No problem," I told him, walking into his office. He had a
various collection of photographs on the wall -- aerial shots of both
Los Angeles and Long Beach. I looked at them, admiring their beauty.
I live in Long Beach, and Los Angeles is just up the freeway. It's a
very nice area.
"Denise?"
I looked over at David. "Yes?"
He smiled, then hesitated for a moment. "This may seem a little
forward on my part, but would you mind going out to dinner with me?"
I raised my eyebrows at him, never expecting such a request.
"Dinner?" I paused. "You... you're asking ME out? To dinner?"
"Yeah," he returned, a little nervously.
Over the past few months, whenever I thought of David, nothing but
lust and desire had went through my mind. I never thought of dating
him, or getting to know him on a loving type of basis. I never thought
of those things simply because I was not interested. If I were to have
any type of relationship with him, I did not want him to think of me as
a good and loving person. I wanted him to think of me as a piece of
meat, something he could use to unleash his passion upon.
I walked over to David, going around his desk, and stood before
him as he looked up at me from his chair. He still appeared nervous.
"I don't want to go out to dinner with you," I said, and it seemed
as though the very life had suddenly been usurped from him. "But, there
is something I would like to do with you."
"What?" he asked weakly, in a dissapointed tone.
Something snapped inside of me, and the next thing I knew, I was on
my knees before David, giving his mouth a full and sensuous kiss. My
hand reached down and searched for his crotch, and I felt what promised
to be a pretty good-sized cock underneath his slacks.
David could have never expected such an action from me, and he was
frozen for several seconds as I continued to kiss his mouth and rub his
crotch. He must have been in a state of shock, trying to piece together
what was transpiring between the two of us. I'm sure no woman had ever
been so forward with him. I even surprised myself.
David slipped down onto his knees in front of me, and then placed
his arms around my body. It seemed as though he had finally collected
his senses. He picked me up slightly, and suddenly he laid me down on
the floor beneath him. David reached down and fondled my breasts
through my white blouse, and then offered another heated kiss. I felt
his hands unbuttoning my blouse as his lips worked over my own.
His mouth soon detracted from mine, and he placed a series of
light kisses over my neck. My blouse was open now, and he pushed it
down from my shoulders, exposing the upper portion of my cleavage. He
buried his face there, swiping his tongue along the exposed area.
Suddenly, David had me turn over onto my front. He reached for
my blouse and pulled it completely down, then tossed it off to the side.
In a flash, my bra was off, and it was discarded as well.
I moaned lightly as he splayed a collection of soft kisses and
licks on the back of my neck, my shoulders and upper back. He reached
around and cupped my bare breasts, then stood up on his knees. I turned
and watched as David took off his shirt. I could not believe that I was
with a man, or how hot this scenario was making me.
David got behind me, and had me sit up, and rest my back against
his front. He used this opportunity to reach around and palm my breasts
with his strong hands. I looked down and watched as he tweaked my
nipples, and moaned in response. He bent his neck, and planted more
kisses upon my face.
He continued pinching and squeezing my nipples as I reached down
and pulled my panties off, from underneath my skirt. I did not even
bother taking off the skirt, for whatever reason. I hiked it up around
my waist, and reached down with both hands and spread my pussy. David
definitely saw me do this, and he immediately moved in front of me.
I held my black skirt in place as this gorgeous man attached his
mouth to my pussy and began to eat away at it. I spread my legs wide
for him, and reached down and caressed the top of his head with my right
hand as his tongue explored the center of my passion.
I had almost forgot what it felt like to be eaten by a man, and it
felt wonderful to be with David. His rough tongue and lips, and the
light stubble of facial hairs brought back exquisite memories.
I could not help but to touch myself, as I placed both hands upon
my breasts and started to grope them. Masturbation with my girlfriends
is quite common, and accepted, but I feared that David would object.
However, as I said, I couldn't help myself.
David was too focused on eating my pussy that I soon realized that
he probably wouldn't even care if I touched myself or not.
I felt his hands caressing my inner thighs, and soon my body was
rocking in a state of near-orgasm. It just felt so different, his
mouth, than what I had been used to over the past couple of years.
And because of that, it was very exciting.
His tongue swirled seemingly in all directions as I felt my passion
reach the breaking point. I really started to moan now, and then there
was the blissful release. The juices literally flowed from my body, and
it felt completely wonderful. Especially with a man.
It wasn't too long before I had recovered, and was back on my knees
before David. This time, though, he was standing, and I was unbuckling
his belt and pulling his slacks and briefs down.
As I got a good look at his hard cock for the first time, it struck
me big-time that I was actually with a man. I still found it hard to
believe. I was supposed to be fed-up with men.
I reached around and placed one hand upon his hip, then opened my
mouth and took the full length of his manhood between my lips.
I gripped the base of his cock with my right hand, then started to
slide his meat in and out of my mouth at a quick, steady pace. From
time to time, I would take it out and give it a long lick with my
tongue. But for the most part, I slid his cock in and out of my mouth.
I soon started to wonder how I could have gone without sucking a big
cock like this for so long.
I looked up at David with my sexiest expression, while simply
sucking away at the very tip of his cock with my vacuum technique.
I took it out and offered some more licks, then took his back into
my mouth and started bobbing my head back and forth.
David suddenly leaned down and pulled my head from his cock, then
smashed his mouth against mine for a passion-laced kiss. I bent my
neck fully and looked straight up while the two of us were locked
together, mouth to mouth.
I watched as David picked up his slacks, and pulled out his wallet.
He took out a latex condom, and then I realized that I was actually
going to get fucked by a man's cock.
It excited me, beyond belief.
A short time later, David was flat on his back upon the floor, and
I was kneeling over his crotch. Facing away from him, with one hand on
the floor for support, I bounced up and down upon his cock, with it
buried deep within the confines of my pussy.
I had been fucked by dildos quite often in the past couple of
years, but soon realized they were no match for a real, live cock.
It was incredible. I still wore the black skirt, but that was all I
had on. I held it up around my waist, so I could look down and watch
as his cock entered, exited and re-entered my pussy in a constant cycle.
I turned my head around and looked suddenly as I felt his hands
upon my ass. He palmed it, and pushed hard against it, and I moaned
down at him while continuing to bounce upon his manhood.
I tossed my head back and sighed louder than I had in a long time,
his cock piercing and filling my pussy like none before. I cupped one
of my breasts with a hand and squeezed hard, only adding to my pleasure.
Suddenly, David pushed hard on my ass, forcing my body away from
his. I tumbled over and looked up at him, and he got onto his knees
before me. He gave me yet another passionate kiss, then forced me to
get onto my hands and knees in front of him.
He positioned himself perfectly behind me, and then forged his
erection back where it belonged, in my pussy. Whether it be with a
dildo or a cock, getting fucked in the doggie-style position had always
been one of my favorite activities.
David used a series of quick, powerful thrusts, slamming his
pelvis against my ass. Each time, it felt like his cock blazed an
even deeper trail into my pussy. I simply couldn't believe it! No
man had ever fucked me this good!
His hands were rubbing my back, then my breasts. He moved them
to my ass and squeezed it hard, then caressed my upper thighs. He
made sure the skirt I still wore was bunched up, beyond my waist.
Why hadn't one of us just taken it off?
"I can't hold myself much longer," David grunted down at me.
"What do you want me to do?"
I looked back at him and spoke in a distressed tone. "I want you
to shoot your load over my breasts... I love that."
Both of us continued moaning and grunting as David gave me three
or four more thrusts, before pulling his cock out of my pussy and
slipping the condom off. I rolled around quickly onto my back, and
looked up with much anticipation as he grabbed his cock and aimed it
at my upper body.
Spurt after spurt of gooey man-liquid flied and hit my body,
mainly my breasts. I cupped them both and wiggled around beneath David,
experiencing an orgasm of my own.
Upon getting back home, I told Barbara of what
happened with David. She did not believe me
at first, so I simply stripped down and showed
her the cum stains on my breasts. I did not
bother cleaning up after my encounter with
David, for this very reason. Barbara was so
hot that I had actually had sex with a man,
that she took me to the bedroom and fucked me
harder than she ever had before.
After three or four hours, Barbara was finally
out of energy, and wanted to know the details
of my coupling with David. I told her every
last detail, then informed her that I would be
seeing David more in the future.
After some discussion with Barbara, I decided
to tell David of my love life. He was very
surprised that I was bi-sexual, and even more
surprised that my female lover was Barbara.
He had remembered her, from when she used to
work at the same company with us. I guess no
man could forget Barbara, because she is so
hot and beautiful.
David was instantly turned on when I told him
that Barbara and I wanted him to come over to
our house on the weekend for a three-some. I
told him that he was the first man I had sex
with since 1994, and that seemed to excite him
even more. I informed him that Barbara liked
to watch, and if she could watch him fuck me,
it would really turn her on.
It really goes without saying, but the time
with Barbara and David over the weekend was
simply fantastic. David has since become our
designated stud : he has promised to have sex
with either or both of us, basically at any
given time. And I can guarantee you that we
will see to it that David has all the pussy
he could ever dream about. Barbara and I are
even thinking of introducing him to Julie,
our lover friend from San Francisco. I
wonder if he can handle three women at once?
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My problems with men have risen from the way
they treat me, or mis-treat me. As I have
explained in prior text files, there seemed
to be something wrong with every man I ever
had any true feelings for.
I have learned that I do not need, or even
want, a man to love me. I don't want to be
cared for by a man, or respected. All I want
from men, from now on, is for them to fuck me!
Dripping,
Denise Q.
---THE END--- of Slitfest (April 17, 1997)
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