My first BBC
This is an experience from a few years back, when I was just 22, to be precise.
Quite a few folks have asked me about it, so I thought I should finally write it down.
Every autumn, our local opera is hosting a ball event before the season begins.
That year, a couple of friends, who were part of the extra choir and had an extra ticket, invited me to attend.
So, come that evening, I found myself standing at a cocktail table in one of the foyers of the opera building.
I was wearing my embroided black dress and sipping on a flute of prosecco, feeling generally bored.
The friends who had invited me were off somewhere, probably dancing together in one of the ballrooms or doing who knows what.
As I did not know anybody else, I was only taking advantage of the free drinks and hors d'oeuvres.
When I was about to finish my second prosecco and contemplating whether to head home, I was approached...
...another person who did not know anyone at the event and thought I looked the same.
His company had gifted him the ticket as he had to stay in the city for a business trip.
We started talking, and I don't know if it was the two proseccos, but I found the conversation and the guy really charming.
Soon we were dancing for a good while before taking a brief break to grab another drink.
To our total surprise, the bartender informed us that this was the last round.
We completely lost track of time and had been dancing closely all night(!), and now the event was about to shut down.
We looked at each other and knew that we didn't want to end the night like this.
As quickly as we could, we emptied our drinks and tried to find a more intimate space, but all of the lounge sofas were still occupied.
Then I saw a side door, and through it, we were in the empty backstage area.
I knew some of these corridors from when my friends from the extra choir had invited me previously to watch a show from backstage.
And we quickly found ourselves in an empty break room with some arm chairs and a sofa.
Somewhat out of breath, we still kissed each other as he drew me close.
I could feel his bulge through his suit pants and my thin dress, and I was impressed.
While we were dancing, I already brushed over it, but those had only been brief moments, and I hadn't realized his size, or maybe it had grown in the meantime.
I still don't know what came over me in that moment, but I had to see what I just felt.
Pulling away from our kiss, I looked him into the eyes while reaching down.
I could feel what was constrained within his pants.
Giving him a smile and still holding eye contact, I reached to open his pants.
He smiled back at me as I reached in and brushed over his underpants and the now throbbing buldge.
I reached further...
...at the end of the night (well the early morning) we parted with a kiss.
Very satisfied that we met each other and with what we have down.
As I walked back the final stretch to my apartment, I realized that this experience had thoroughly impressed me.
I would definitely look for more men like him as I still cannot describe how good he made me feel.
Did I mention that he had a BBC?
For reference, this was the dress that I was wearing that night (one of my favorites):
https://www.imagebam.com/view/GA8U4Y
Quite a few folks have asked me about it, so I thought I should finally write it down.
Every autumn, our local opera is hosting a ball event before the season begins.
That year, a couple of friends, who were part of the extra choir and had an extra ticket, invited me to attend.
So, come that evening, I found myself standing at a cocktail table in one of the foyers of the opera building.
I was wearing my embroided black dress and sipping on a flute of prosecco, feeling generally bored.
The friends who had invited me were off somewhere, probably dancing together in one of the ballrooms or doing who knows what.
As I did not know anybody else, I was only taking advantage of the free drinks and hors d'oeuvres.
When I was about to finish my second prosecco and contemplating whether to head home, I was approached...
...another person who did not know anyone at the event and thought I looked the same.
His company had gifted him the ticket as he had to stay in the city for a business trip.
We started talking, and I don't know if it was the two proseccos, but I found the conversation and the guy really charming.
Soon we were dancing for a good while before taking a brief break to grab another drink.
To our total surprise, the bartender informed us that this was the last round.
We completely lost track of time and had been dancing closely all night(!), and now the event was about to shut down.
We looked at each other and knew that we didn't want to end the night like this.
As quickly as we could, we emptied our drinks and tried to find a more intimate space, but all of the lounge sofas were still occupied.
Then I saw a side door, and through it, we were in the empty backstage area.
I knew some of these corridors from when my friends from the extra choir had invited me previously to watch a show from backstage.
And we quickly found ourselves in an empty break room with some arm chairs and a sofa.
Somewhat out of breath, we still kissed each other as he drew me close.
I could feel his bulge through his suit pants and my thin dress, and I was impressed.
While we were dancing, I already brushed over it, but those had only been brief moments, and I hadn't realized his size, or maybe it had grown in the meantime.
I still don't know what came over me in that moment, but I had to see what I just felt.
Pulling away from our kiss, I looked him into the eyes while reaching down.
I could feel what was constrained within his pants.
Giving him a smile and still holding eye contact, I reached to open his pants.
He smiled back at me as I reached in and brushed over his underpants and the now throbbing buldge.
I reached further...
...at the end of the night (well the early morning) we parted with a kiss.
Very satisfied that we met each other and with what we have down.
As I walked back the final stretch to my apartment, I realized that this experience had thoroughly impressed me.
I would definitely look for more men like him as I still cannot describe how good he made me feel.
Did I mention that he had a BBC?
For reference, this was the dress that I was wearing that night (one of my favorites):
https://www.imagebam.com/view/GA8U4Y
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