CFNM stories from a CFNM guru
Coach Torres has this technique of improving our focus in the game – every time we screw up, we lose a piece of clothing. For fresh recruits, it makes them lose weight faster and focus more, while the older players simply want to avoid looking like a runt. By the end of it, we’re all all doing sprints around the track in various states of nudity, the worst of us down to his boxers running barefoot on the asphalt.
It was embarrassing but it did the job – except one day, when some asshole decided to steal some of our clothes while everyone was running on the track. Whatever the prank, my buddy and I said “fuck it” and ran our happy asses back to the dorm so we could shower and get some fresh clothes (at least we had our boxers).
It was while running over there that a couple chicks approach us, leaking out from the back of one of the ground-floor dorms, like a house-party that was spilling to the outside. Being in decent shape, these girls invited us into the party for a drink and to “hang out” and we both just sort of shrug and go with it, figuring nothing could go wrong.
When we stepped inside, female pheromones were all over – that sweet scent that gets your dick hard – there were so many girls and no guys in sight. We start getting a little wood, when one of the girls comes up from behind and pulls off my shorts, two of her friends grabbing my arms to prevent me from reacting in time. “My friend here just became single again – come give her a taste of the single-life!!!” and the girls lead me up to a blond who grips my dick like a tourniquet, sucking my stomach and kissing around my hipsbefore finally burying my tall tommy into her mouth, a soothing, skilled, soft cfnm blowjob.
The girls are cheering their friend on, and the excitement has me hard as a rock, and my buddy is getting super-horny so he grabs another girl and after some flirting and groping, he’s eating out her pussy 69 style as she gives him a cfnm handjob, licking only the tip and the edge around it, tasting the head but always teasing him to want more. Meanwhile I’ve grabbed the blond and am pulverizing her face with my cock, my rocket-hard dick, ready to do some damage to her throat if I can.
I think I want to cum – but we both know better – Coach Torres didn’t teach us discipline for nothing! Running around the track naked, we weren’t the least bit shy now surrounded by these girls – and if we came now, we’d only ruin our rep with them. So I pull the blond off and bend her over the couch, and soon enough I’m driving my dick deep in her delicious derriere, penetrating her pussy and making the other girls wonder how they can get in on it. And they will. I start fingering the blond bitches ass as I fuck her, guiding her like a remote control, making her hips move to my gestures and soon enough I was laying on the floor, having her sit on me, as I face-fucked another girl who wanted some action. Hell yeah!
So at the university I used to go to, they got this bar for the 21+ crowd and before you start tossing doubts, I assure you its real and smart. Instead of having college kids out drinking downtown, they can sling a few beers right on campus near the dorms – so its safer for the kids and the university makes a profit. Fucking brilliant. As a bonus, most of the staff were students in their non-school hours, so you could always find a cute girl. As is my method, I pass by every so often to get a CFNM blowjob as I often get when they let the younger, freakier girls in.
The first thing that catches my eye is this fucking smoking bartender. Dark hair, dark eyes, new girl.
She’s got great tits and a sculpted ass, but I don’t let myself lose focus, I listen in about how she’s been up since 7 and needs to take a day off tomorrow but her sick days are already used up – which is when I tell her that I can get her the day off. I’ve been coming here forever and I’m tight with the owner, and we got an exchange going where he’ll help me out with the college crowd as long as I deliver a few beauties as well (which helps him sell more).
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Call me a bastard, or whatever you think right.
But Royce has taken pussy from me multiple times, either because his family was better off or he’d talk shit about me and hope I wouldn’t find out. Girls that I could have had – and would have treated right – he’d just fuck and dump. Still, he was a friend of a friend, so I couldn’t exactly beat the shit out of him either.
So when he’s getting married, the first thing I think about is his pretty blonde babe and the fact that she’ll need a bachelorette party. And this is why I didn’t fight with him:
One of my “winggirls” and mutual friend to everyone involved says she wants to throw the party for the girls – and of course, she tells me which company they’re hiring. We make it clear that I’m dancing, we’re hiring them as support, and the night of the party I show up with a mask so they can’t recognize me.
Now Royce might have more cash in the family – but lack of things to do just meant I spent more time at the gym. While he’s eating food at places I can’t afford, or watching TV with gadgets I don’t own, I’ve been honing my physique and the girls appreciate that. Above all, I see Romina – his girl – and that fat fuck has no chance compared to me in this domain. This is where I am better off.
I start putting the moves on her and she loves it. She wants to take off my mask, but I refuse, saying that its the last thing to go – and she’d have to help me with the rest. So she tugs my knickers down and with my longwanger in hand she goes “HOLY SHIT” and the girl next to her is staring too. I can see the hunger in her eyes, I bet Royce isn’t packing like this.
But I wanted more.
Making up for lost time, buddy that’s all!