One summer evening in Los Angeles, I had a group of friends over for a Saturday game night—including, by absolutely zero coincidence, my crush, Ryder*. He and I had been acquaintances for a while and the flirty chemistry was unmatched. Ryder was 5’10” with a scruffy strawberry blonde beard, twinkling blue eyes, and a dazzling, pearly white smile. I’d met him a few weeks earlier when I went to visit a friend at her restaurant gig and found myself instantly charmed by the hot bartender. Ryder was engaging, intelligent, well-traveled, and funny as hell, and the witty banter was instant. I sat at that bar for a few hours, well past the end of my friend’s shift. We talked about traveling—the places we’d been and the places we wanted to go. But where I really wanted to go with him was straight to my bedroom. Little did he know that when I invited him over for an innocent hang with our mutual friends, I’d just handed him a one-way ticket to his next exotic erotic destination.
The six of us played games all night long, laughing and boozing on my living room couch until about 11 p.m. Perhaps sensing my ever-so-slightly impure intentions, the other four members of our little party slowly trickled out, leaving Ryder and me to ourselves. I still couldn’t believe that he had come over, and all by himself—a gesture my horny brain and I couldn’t help but take as a sign that he must have felt the same spark I’d been reliving in my head since that night at the bar.
BRB, Banging My Crush
I Had Sex With My Crush in a Stranger’s Basement
As one does!
An Old Fashioned Public Hookup Is the *Only* Way to Consummate a Crush
Nothing cuts the sexual tension quite like getting eaten out against a chain-link fence in the park, am I right?
I Had Sex With My Crush in My Best Guy Friend’s Bed
To be clear, he asked us to….
We’d been sitting next to each other and playfully flirting all evening, and I think we both knew what was about to go down when the door closed behind the last guest. We had both dominated at game night, high-fiving and holding it just a little too long as I envisioned his strong hands wrapped around my body.
“So,” I said, turning towards Ryder on the couch and taking a sip of my drink as the sexual tension flooded my now nearly empty apartment. “Are you down to play one last game?”
“What do you have in mind?” he replied, his ocean eyes staring straight into the dirtiest corners of my mind.
I flashed a flirty grin at him. “Hide and seek.”
He laughed. “I haven’t played hide and seek since I was a kid!”
“I think you’re gonna like the adult version.”
I leaned into him so close he could feel my breath hot on his ear. “I’m going to go hide,” I whispered. “Count to thirty and then come find me.”
Up this close and personal, his aroma of tobacco-scented beard oil had an intoxicating effect. He smelled like a Los Angeles lumberjack and I couldn’t wait to taste his wood. (Sorry—couldn’t help myself.) He closed his eyes and I whisked myself off to my bedroom to find the perfect place to hide.
“Ready or not, here I come!” he bellowed.
I waited oh-so-impatiently as I heard his footsteps slowly creep towards my room, my pussy salivating in excitement with each step. From my hiding spot in the closet, I could hear the bedroom door open and his tread cross my floor as he slowly searched around the room, softly saying my name. “Serena…Come out, come out, wherever you are.”
Just then, the closet door slid open, revealing me standing there, butt-ass naked.
He gasped and smiled as my heart pounded in my chest. “You found me!”
“Yes, I did,” he said. He looked down at my breasts, really taking me in as he drew me close for the hottest kiss of my life. His tongue pushed down my throat as he pulled my naked body into his fully-clothed embrace, his hands gripping tight to my ass cheeks. Wasting exactly no time, he took my hand, guided me over to my bed, and laid me down as he buried his face into my wet pussy.
His scruffy beard slowly tickled the inside of my thighs, his tongue gliding against my clit as I moaned a passionate plea for him to keep going. He had his arms wrapped around me from underneath my legs, his strong hands holding my hips in place as I dripped in desire all over his eager face. Ryder slipped two fingers inside me, his tongue working my clit with expert-level precision. He pulsed his fingers in a perfect rhythm, making my back arch in blissful agony as I quickly approached orgasm. I felt my cheeks overheating and my face flushing bright red, my whole body twisting and turning in delight as I cruised through a gorgeous climax.
Ryder didn’t come up for air once until I pulled his head up from my lap and put his lips to mine. I could feel his heart racing through his chest as his tongue feverishly danced around my mouth. Flipping him over on the bed so I was mounted on top of him, I unbuttoned his white shirt and ripped his belt from his jeans, revealing navy blue boxer-briefs and the protruding outline of his throbbing hard cock, just waiting for me. I slipped my fingers under his waistband and grabbed his dick in both of my greedy hands, making him gasp in excitement as I slid his cock into my mouth.
I licked his shaft up and down, rubbing my pussy with my other hand. He placed a gentle hand on my head, softly playing with my hair in absent-minded euphoria as I pleased him. My hands slid up and down as I savored every ridge and vein of him on my tongue. I devoured his cock until he orgasmed, filling my mouth with an explosion of sweet and salty satisfaction. We stayed up for hours after, cuddling naked and basking in the triumphant afterglow of our mutual game night victory.
Alas, that was the last time I saw Ryder. I heard he quit his bartending job and is off traveling the world. So to you, my ever-adventurous playmate, I hope you find whatever it is you’re seeking out there—I sure know you’re good at it. And to you, dear reader, allow me to leave you with this bit of free dating advice: Next time you’re dying to put the moves on a crush, I highly recommend asking if they want to play a little game. “Ready or not, here I come,” indeed.
*Name has been changed.
