The Sexual Memoir of Emma: A Whole New World (3 page)

“No, I don’t own a vibrator.
And Alec is pretty hot, but I thought dorm security wouldn’t let
you bring non-residents inside later than, like, ten o’clock?” The
whole table erupted in laughter at my answer.

“You are just the cutest
thing and you don’t even know it,” exclaimed Bryan.

“You can bring anyone you
want up to your room. They just need to sign in and show a photo
ID,” said Robbie with a reassuring tone.

“Oh,” I said, the
possibilities running through my mind. The image of Alec on top of
me came to mind again. This time he was pounding me and squeezing
my breasts together. I had always wanted to be fucked like that, to
be taken with total abandon. I was not a virgin but I had never
been fucked before. My high school boyfriend, Chris, was the
sweetest guy and the perfect person to be my first. But I was his,
also. Unlike what I heard about my high school friend’s boyfriends,
he did not take to sex like a fish to water. It was like he was
stuck in second gear. But we were best friends and I didn’t want to
hurt him by breaking up over sex. College provided the perfect out
for me. Now I could explore myself and other people without any
guilt.

Chapter 4

Our crowd had moved on from
putting me in the hot seat. However, all this talking and thinking
about sex had my vagina humming. I could feel the alcohol kicking
in a bit, too. I saw Alec motion towards me holding my drink. I
tried to excuse myself and the teasing started up again.

“There she goes. She can’t
hold it in. Emma’s got to get her some of that!” Bryan
said.

“Don’t be too long. He does
have other customers, ya know,” Robbie said chuckling and motioning
to everyone at the table.

“You guys,” I said in my
friendly banter voice. As I walked over to the bar I could feel the
juice that had escaped me rub against my folds. It also took a
little effort to walk straight. I didn’t feel like I was drunk but
definitely buzzed.

The heat from meeting Alec’s
gaze and the alcohol in my system made me feel flush. We both
smiled as I reached the bar where he was waiting for me with my
drink.

“They giving you a hard time
over there?” he asked, his accent singing to me.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” I
replied, feeling emboldened from my liquid courage.

I reached over to take the
drink and his finger caressed mine slowly. His azure eyes
penetrated mine and I wanted to feel his lips at that moment. I
think he wanted it, too, but the bar stood between us.

“Don’t put this one on his
card. He was only buying us one round. I’ll pay for this myself.
How much?” I asked, wanting to get the business out of the
way.

“Six fifty and I’ll need to
see your ID.” A playful grin flashed across his face.

“I, uh, well…”

“I’m just playing with you,”
he said. He leaned forward, his face only inches from mine. I could
smell the mix of liquor and musk emanating from his
body.

“I have a break in a little
bit. Would you care to join me in the back?” he asked
softly.

“Yes.” I felt myself say it
automatically.

“I’ll motion to you when
it’s time, princess.” Slowly I walked back to the table sipping my
drink.

“She’s going quick tonight.
Hey Emma, maybe that should be your last Long Island Iced Tea for
tonight. Those are pretty strong. Why don’t you stick to beer from
now on,” Robbie said.

“They don’t taste that
strong,” I objected.

“Just trust me newbie.
You’ll be hurting in the morning if you don’t.”

But I wanted to be hurting
in the morning, though not from a hangover. I wanted to feel my
pulse in my swollen pussy lips from having been fucked really hard.
I didn’t know how this evening would go but I decided at that
moment to feel Alec inside me before I went to sleep.

The group continued hanging
out and swapping stories about people I didn’t know. A waitress had
finally come over and got everyone’s drink orders along with a food
order. More and more people were coming into the bar now as it was
getting close to ten. It was an even mix of college age and twenty
somethings. Our table had become prime real estate. Because of
this, our crowd had taken on mock entitlement attitudes which were
illustrated by loud demands in every sentence.

I laughed and participated
as best I could. I was watching Alec the whole time. His movements
were quick and efficient. Graceful, even. A current of desire ran
through my body as I wondered if he would move the same way with
me. He was a man, after all, not a boy. Anticipation was driving me
wild and I was getting impatient for him to take his
break.

Finally, after an agonizing
hour, he motioned me towards the back of the bar. I excused myself
to go to the ladies room and my crowd must have believed me since
there was no teasing as I left.
If they
only knew. I’m going to seduce the bartender,
I thought.

Chapter 5

I had to maneuver through
the crowded bar to get to the back and I was still tipsy. When I
reached the back hallway he was already there by a door labeled
‘Employees Only’. I watched as he took a key from his pocket and
unlocked it. I knew then that I would be successful, that I would
get to have Alec, my first man. It wouldn’t be on my bed as I
imagined it but after that last hour of anticipation and my pussy
getting more wet every ten minutes, I didn’t think I could make it
to the end of the night. He quickly opened the door and slid his
hand around my waist pulling me inside, shutting the door and
locking it in one motion. We stood in the dark, silent, our bodies
only inches from each other.

“Is there a light? I want to
see you,” I asked.

“Whatever you want, love.”
He flipped the light on and I could see him gazing down at me. He
was a few inches taller so I had to tilt my head up slightly. He
snaked his arm around my waist again and pulled my body against
his, staring at me with those blue eyes the whole time. I could
feel his tremendous hard cock underneath his jeans pushing against
me. He was so big. I was sure he was bigger than Chris. This was
going to be fun.

“Emma, you beautiful young
thing.” His hand slid over my skirt down along my ass until I felt
his hand on the back of my leg. My skin rippled with excitement at
his touch. He slowly pulled his hand up so it cupped one ass cheek,
lingering there. With his other hand he started unbuttoning my
shirt. I reached up to help him.

“Emma, I need to have you.
Is that ok?” he asked.

“Yes, yes. I want you to
take me. I want to have a man take me.” My shirt was off now and
his hand was cupping my breast outside of my bra. I laid my hands
on his chest. A small amount of black chest hair escaped through
the collar of his shirt. My hands reached down to pull his shirt
up.

“You’re not a virgin are
you?” he asked with sudden alarm.

“No, no, I’ve done it many
times. Just not with a real man. Will you fuck me, Alec?” The
combination of alcohol, anticipation, and his hands on me gave me a
wonderful feeling of being one with my body. Every sensation was
heightened and time slowed down. I was experiencing life through my
body now and wanted, no, needed to feel our bodies succumb to
sexual longing.

As if to answer me Alec
quickly pushed me against the wall and began ravishing my mouth.
His lips were soft and his hot tongue pushed into my mouth
exploring with urgency. He pulled his hand from my ass around to
the front and quickly moved my panties over to slip two fingers
inside me. We both moaned in unison. He slowly pulled them out
halfway then rammed them up in again. My skin quivered and I felt
the pressure of his palm against my lips and clit. He slid his hand
back and forth, his fingers going in and out of me, his palm
rubbing my bud. The sensation was driving me wild and I hungered
for more.

I wrapped one leg around him
and pulled his shirt off of him. His chest was broad and muscular
with a small amount of his black chest hair contrasting with his
pale skin. I stroked the outside of his jeans feeling his rock hard
cock. That was going to be a lot more than two fingers. I didn’t
know if I could take it but I definitely wanted to try. He pulled
his hand out of my pussy and went about pulling my panties down as
I undid his jeans and pulled them down.

“Do you want me to suck your
cock?” I asked. I had never said those words before and I felt
empowered saying them now. I was a woman now, in charge of my own
destiny, out on my own. And I was going to enjoy a hot bartender
tonight.

“That would be such a treat,
love.”

I kneeled down with my
panties at my ankles and marveled at his long, red, throbbing
penis. It was so wide I could barely fit my hand around it. I knew
I wouldn’t be able to go very deep with my small mouth. My dripping
wet pussy was all I cared about. As long as he could fit inside me
there, life would be good.

I stroked him with two hands
and licked all around and up and down his shaft. I placed my whole
mouth over his tip and wasn’t able to get much deeper. I slowly
sucked his tip and tickled underneath with my tongue. I had read
about that trick in a magazine and Chris had loved it. Alec moaned
softly as I did this. He had both hands tangled in my hair and
gently began pushing me to go deeper. His hips slightly rocked as
well. His huge cock was going further and further back in my mouth.
My jaw popped with each stroke and my involuntary choking reflex on
his tip made him shudder with pleasure.

“Ah, yeah, Emma, right
there, love,” he cried. I could hear the muffled sounds of clinking
glasses from the bar and the slick sounds of my mouth and hands on
him.

I couldn’t take much more
and now I was so wet I could feel more of my cream dripping down my
thigh.
I’m an empowered woman,
I thought.
Make him take
you
.

I pulled my mouth off of his
cock and ran my eyes up his torso reaching his blue eyes that were
looking at me worriedly.

“Sweetheart, are you ok?” he
asked. “I didn’t mean to push you. But you’re so beautiful and you
feel so good.” His accent made me want to suck him more even though
my throat hurt.

Still kneeling, I asked as
sweetly as I could to give him no choice, “Alec, will you fuck me
now…hard?”

“Whatever you want,
love.”

I stood up and slipped one
leg out of my panties and leaned up against the wall again. Alec
did the same with his jeans and underwear. His large endowment
stuck out as he pushed against me. He pushed it down so that it was
under my wet pussy lips. He reached behind me to unclasp my bra and
slipped it off, pausing to stare at my breasts. I hadn’t finished
filling out until last year and was glad that final bit came in to
make me a good c-cup. I appreciated my size since I was an a-cup
for most of high school.

He cupped my round breasts
with both hands and pushed them together. Then he pulled out both
of my nipples causing a combination of pain and pleasure to zip
through my body. An involuntary moan escaped from me. Alec kneeled
down to suckle one of my nipples and massaged the other. I ran my
hands through his thick black hair and enjoyed the feeling of his
hot tongue on my nipple. The sensation made my bud grow with
excitement. I could easily imagine the feel of that hot tongue
licking circles around my clit and pointing up inside my entrance.
I shuddered at that thought, wanting to feel that sensation more
than anything. But my pussy screamed for attention and relief. I
pushed his head away from my breasts.

“Now…fuck me, please,” I
begged.

“That’s what I was waiting
for, love.”

Alec grabbed a condom from
his pants pocket on the floor, stood up, expertly slipped it on,
and pulled one of my legs up around his waist. He guided his huge
cock to my pussy and slowly pushed it up through my wetness to the
channel beyond.

My head tilted back in pure
ecstasy as his cock filled up my pussy and my mind. I could feel
every millimeter of his shaft sliding inside my sex. Finally the
tip reached the deepest wall at the end and I cried out in pain and
pleasure. I had never felt that before. This sexy man was filling
me up completely in a way no one else had.

He slowly began rocking back
and forth while licking my neck. He was so deep inside me his hips
were almost supporting me. My arms wrapped tighter around his head
with each small thrust. He began pulling out further and further
each time causing me to have to support myself again. I had to
concentrate to accomplish this small task because all my brain was
capable of was screaming for more--more of his huge
cock.