I have never been much of a kisser.
That changed quickly.
Sitting at the cafe minding my own business, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I looked up into the bluest eyes, a well tanned and muscular body and a smile that could make me wet even if I was blind.
I couldn’t even answer when he asked to join me. With a dry mouth and wet pussy I nodded in affirmation.
His name was Steven and he was the president of a local fraternity. They were having a fund raiser and they hadn’t found anyone to work the kissing booth yet.
They couldn’t pay me but I could have all I could drink. Cleavage was a plus.
I assume he was a professor.
I have never been kissed the way he kissed me. It really made me weak in the knees.
He slipped me a piece of paper with his number and the words “Please call me at 7. Steven”
He asked me to meet him and gave me the address. it was one of the nicer hotels in the area. We had a few drinks at the bar and then went up to his room.
After he undressed me he lavished my body with kisses. His dick was rock hard and all I wanted was to be fucked.
Instead he mad us both cum simply by kissing.
It was so intense. I hope to see him again soon.