- ABOUT ME
I still get chills thinking about this man and this encounter. What an absolutely amazing story about the uncanny and incredible opportunities that life presents you. I was absolutely captivated by Toastmaster even before I met him. He is a technie guy and I have an absolute weakness for intelligent men who happen to wear glasses and speak multiple languages. I followed his technie forums for about 2 years before I finally met him at a conference where he was presenting. Once we finally did meet, unbelievable magic ensued…
There is a bit of a preamble to this story that needs to be explained. When I first encountered Toastmaster on his technie forum 2 years prior to our meet, I immediately told my co-worker about him out of sheer surprise that there was a technie guy who was not only smart, but also good looking. I developed this silly crush and Co-worker would tease me relentlessly.
Fast forward about 1 year… The company Toastmaster works for hosts an annual conference and I was giddy with excitement to be going. Co-worker attended with me and I was hopeful that maybe Toastmaster would be presenting at one of my sessions. I was somewhat disappointed that it did not turn out to be the case. As I found out later, Toastmaster WAS at the conference, he was just not presenting.
So another year goes by and I stopped following Toastmaster’s forums. I was completely surprised however, when my boss asked if I wanted to go to the conference a second year in a row. Although Co-worker attends every year, my boss usually rotates other team members. I said definitely without giving Toastmaster another thought.
It was a couple weeks before the conference and I was reviewing my schedule when I noticed a new session had been added. I looked at the details of the session and to my dismay, Toastmaster was presenting. I immediately signed up and alerted Co-worker who also signed up since the subject matter was relevant to both of us. The silly crush started all over again especially because I was finally going to see this man in person! I did not waste time in telling several co-workers about my silly crush and sending them a link that had his picture on it and a biography. I told everyone it was Co-worker’s job to make sure I did not make a fool of myself in front of Toastmaster. The excitement that had been dormant for about a year was now in full force!
It was the day of Toastmaster’s presentation and I was excited, but oh so nervous to FINALLY see this man in person. I had absolutely no game plan. My only goal was to see him in person and call it good. I arrived at his presentation about 15 minutes early. I was slightly disappointed because most presenters are at the front of the room setting up before the presentation. Toastmaster was not there. It was a huge ballroom so I was standing in the back somewhat in awe of how popular he must be to command such an audience, but also trying to figure out the best place to sit. Not only did I want Toastmaster to be able to see me during the presentation (yes, I was dressed strategically wearing a sexy, yet professional black dress), but I also wanted Co-worker to be able to find me when he got there. I was standing there when I heard a voice behind me say “Are you looking for a good place to sit?” I turned around and OMG, it was Toastmaster. I was beyond flustered. He was much taller than I thought and I gazed at him in awe. I was completely captivated. He gave me some suggestions about where he thought would be the best places to sit. I did not want our conversation to end, so I asked (like a dumb ass), “Are you the presenter?”. He said yes. I introduced myself and we shook hands I picked a row towards the front of class and sat on an aisle seat. My purpose was twofold – I wanted Co-worker to find me, but more importantly, I wanted Toastmaster to see me as he was presenting. Co-worker found me and sat next to me and I filled him in immediately on what had just happened. A few minutes later, Toastmaster came over to me and said “I see you found a place to sit”. He asked me what I was looking to get out of his presentation. Co-worker was trying to keep a straight face because he knew exactly what I wanted out of Toastmaster’s session – I wanted to get banged by Toastmaster. I managed to concoct some sort of an answer, completely professional of course.
The presentation began and within about 3 minutes into it, Toastmaster called me out in front of a room of several hundred people saying “…and this is why Nympho came today.” I was dismayed and blushing profusely. Co-worker texted me and said Toastmaster was making his interest known and it was up to me to do something. Extreme nervousness set in because I am not exactly suave when it comes to these situations (I usually have Sig helping me).
I hemmed and hawed the entire presentation about how to best handle the situation. I knew I had to do something, but I was not exactly sure how best to handle it. At the end of presentations, audience members can stay behind to ask questions and talk directly with the presenters. I contemplated standing in line and asking him out for drinks on the spot, but I did not want to put him on the spot and embarrass him in front of other people waiting to talk to him. I also contemplated sending him an email, but I was not sure if he would read it. In the end (and with Co-worker’s approval), I wrote him a note and planned to give it to him after the presentation as I stood in line. He would not be caught off guard and would not be embarrassed. The note was short and simple: I enjoyed his presentation and would he be interested in meeting for drinks.
As the presentation ended, I high-tailed it to the fast-gathering line. I was not the first person as I had hoped, but the second… actually the third since some rude guy took cuts. It was amusing from my perspective because I could see Toastmaster eyeing me in line and he was trying his darnedest to get done with the two people ahead of me and get to me. Finally it was my turn. I told him I really enjoyed his presentation and asked him if he would be interested in getting together for drinks. His response with no hesitation what-so-ever was “Absolutely!” and I handed him the piece of paper. We exchanged cordial “thanks” and I left the auditorium, not sure if I would be getting a response, but at least proud of myself, for getting out of my comfort zone and making the first move.
I received a text from Toastmaster later that night (Tuesday) wanting to get together for drinks Thursday afternoon. I was already asleep, so I responded the next morning saying that would be great. On Wednesday night, I received another text from him asking when I was leaving to go home. “I have to see you before you go” he said, but his Thursday afternoon got booked with meetings. I was at a customer party with Co-worker so I shared the bad news with him. I would not be able to get together with Toastmaster after all. Co-worker sprang into action and told me exactly what I needed to do so that would not be the case. I texted Toastmaster back telling him I was at a boring party and asked him what he was doing right now. He asked if I had eaten and suggested we meet for dinner. I told him I needed to run back to my condo to change clothes, but I could meet him at the restaurant in 20 minutes. I thanked Co-worker profusely for his advise and took off running to my condo to change into something sexy. I was in shock because I could not believe this was actually happening!
I arrived at the restaurant wearing a super hot black dress and feeling rather sexy. Toastmaster was sitting at the bar. Although he looked tired, he looked really happy to see me. We enjoyed a great dinner and wonderful conversation. He is a really interesting guy and I learned a lot about him, both personally and professionally. Yes I realize his ultimate goal was to woo me into the bedroom (I am not that naive), but I was his even before the appetizer arrived. He ordered tiramisu for dessert and moved to sit kiddy-corner at the table so we could share. I had a couple bites and then he leaned over and kissed me. He slipped his tongue in my mouth, but it was not in an aggressive, prodding way. It was heavenly. We had closed down the restaurant by then, so the PDA was noticed only by the wait staff.
We walked back to my condo holding hands. I think he mentioned how he knew this was a fuck call, but it was in a light-hearted sort of way. Hell, I couldn’t argue with that, although he did not have any idea as to the history behind this encounter. We got back to my place and I took off my sweater, exposing the sexy back of my black dress. I walked to the couch which was facing the window and slightly bent over it. He came up behind me and immediately slid his hands down the back of my dress and pulled my g-string up tight into my ass. OMG, how did he know that I absolutely LOVE that! We went to the bedroom and started going at it. He was a skilled lover, with a really nice-sized cock but curiously, there was no pussy eating. He fingered my ass teasingly, but not too much, so I knew he was open to ass fucking (bonus!). We fucked in every possible position and I had one of my massive orgasms as he fingered me while I stroked my clit. I am sure the whole building heard it, but I did not care. He was on top of me and I was massaging his back and shoulders as he obviously looked kinda worn out and stressed. I finally took him in my mouth and sucked him off and swallowed him. I was laying on his stomach and he was caressing me until I almost fell asleep. It felt so nice. He suggested we get together again tomorrow night.
I was Coworker’s hero the next day. He was in awe how I had a plan and executed. He basically said I was “magic”. Little did he realize, I had no plan; I merely got lucky because it was meant to be. There is no other way to explain it. I had another session with Toastmaster today and I was very excited to see him. I was again dressed strategically wearing a very form-fitting sundress. He was standing outside of the room talking to someone when I arrived and he stopped talking to say hello to me. He came up to me before the presentation and we chit chatted for a few minutes. I was mesmerized during the presentation more out of disbelief that OMG, this man’s cock was in my pussy last night! I left right after the presentation and received a text shortly after thanking me for coming.
I cannot explain it, but I knew without a doubt that Toastmaster would be contacting me that night. But I also knew he had a customer dinner. Even as the night got later and later, I just knew. Finally at 9:30pm, I got the text. He was stuck at the dinner and wanted to know if I was okay with him coming late. I was not okay since my cab was picking me up at 5am the next morning, but I figured, hey you only live once! We spent the next hour or so naughty texting which meant we were both on fire by the time he arrived at 11pm. I was wearing one of my sexiest black dresses ever (pretty much backless and frontless). It is so sexy I cannot even wear it in public. I rode down the elevator wearing the dress with these 3-inch sexy black heels. I was tired but man did I feel sexy. To my amazement he was standing there waiting for the elevator door to open. Someone must have let him into the building. He attacked me in the elevator kissing me and sliding his hands down the backless dress and immediately grabbing my ass cheeks and pulling them into him. He then focused on the frontless-ness of the dress and grabbed my tits as we started making out as we rode up the elevator to my condo. We were so on fire. We got to the room and I took off the dress but kept the heels on strutting around naked in these sexy shoes. I get completely turned on when I see myself fucking in front of a mirror, so I bent over a full-length mirror as he slid his cock in me from behind. We wasted no time and took it to the bedroom and started fucking again. I was dripping wet which explains why Toastmaster bent me over the side of the bed and easily slid his cock into my ass. We continued fucking and he fingered my ass while I stroked my clit until I had one of my massive orgasms again. I sucked him off and swallowed him again and we drifted off to sleep.
I wasn’t able to sleep that well, only because there was a lot of bar noise coming from the street below. At about 3:30am (my cab was comign at 4am) I saw him rustle, so I asked if would be okay to fuck him again. He said that would be fine as long as I made him cum. We fucked in several different positions until he finally came in me from behind.
The ending was a bit strange, but I think part of it was he was still half asleep. He said “Have a nice flight back.” Only because I don’t like weird endings, I texted him when I got home thanking him for the great time and expressing my interest in seeing him again if we could coordinate schedules.
Nympho: Thanks for the fun. I definitely enjoyed meeting you! Would love to get together again. Take care.
Toastmaster: I was good to meet you! Will keep you posted of my travel plans! Hope you got home safe.
30 minutes later…
Toastmaster: I want u again…
Toastmaster: You feel good…
Definitely a “stay tuned” with this guy. I think I may have given him a fuck of a life time which is why I think he’ll be back for more.
Sig and I were vacationing in Antigua. I must admit for being in a tropical location known for its snorkeling and idyllic conditions, we were both a bit disappointed (a story for another day). Because of this, we decided to be a little adventurous and visit Antigua’s only “official” nude beach.
Both Sig and I love to get naked at the beaches where we vacation in Mexico. However we are usually the only ones at the beach; this beach is different. We walked through a hotel complex and then entered through a gate with a big sign saying no cameras allowed. The beach was pretty empty except for a few other couples laying in lounge chairs. We walked about midway down the beach where there was just a handful of people. I took a cursory look of the surroundings and noticed one guy who stood out like a sore thumb. First off, he was black on an entirely white beach. Second, he was alone. And third, he was wearing round glasses. I have such a weakness for round glasses that I cannot even begin to explain and then for someone to be wearing them on the beach… I would call that as close to divine intervention as you can get! Because Antigua is entirely black (the only white people there are tourists and the rich people who can afford to live there), I knew right away he was a local.
Sig and I are very active people meaning we like to swim nude, lay out nude and walk the beach nude. We did all that and were really enjoying ourselves. We were sitting on the beach chatting when Evan goes down to the shore and starts rinsing off as he is facing us. Sig says “Check out his package. He is trying to show you what he’s got.” Evan was there for a VERY long time rinsing off and I was beginning to think Sig was right. Not only was Evan hung like a horse, but he rinsing off with a purpose – he was “testing the waters” with us (no pun intended!) . Were it not for Sig, since I do have tendencies to miss obvious signals, I would not have picked up on any of this. Heck, I was just enjoying the free show.
We started to pack our things to leave when Evan finally exited the water and walked down the shore past us. He turned around shortly after passing us then circled back, stopping to talk to us. We chatted for a few minutes. He did not want us to leave so soon; he said we should grab something to eat and then come back. I was trying to carry on a normal conversation, but what I really wanted to do was permanently gape at his amazing package! As we were leaving, Sig was hounding me to go get Evan’s phone number and meet him for drinks later. But I wimped out. Not only did I wimp out, but I was completely clueless of the signals. Sig was teasing me relentlessly about how I blew the opportunity big time. Of course he was right.
Basically I fretted about the “missed opportunity” for the next day and a half. There are people who live their lives to the fullest, taking advantage and acting on every opportunity. I wish I could be like this, but half the time, I miss the signals! At least I know this about myself and because of it, surround myself with guy friends and Sig who can translate for me and tell me what to do… but I sure wish I could figure these things out on my own sometimes!
So it was our last day on Antigua and Sig and I decided to go back to the nude beach. This was Sig’s idea since we did really enjoy ourselves and of course I did not object. I figured there would be absolutely no way that Evan would be at the beach again, but sometimes, life gives you a second chance… We parked our car and Sig pointed out that we had parked next to Evan’s car. Again, I had missed that from the time before. Sig told me I better get my game plan together and immediately the nervousness, but also a bit of excitement, set in. We walked to the beach and there he was laying in a lounge chair, reading a book, with his amazing package flopped to one side. We walked past him and set our stuff up on some lounge chairs somewhat near to him. I looked over and he waved at us.
Sig and I got naked and went swimming. Sig said he would stay in the water so I would have have an opportunity to go talk to Evan. So I got out of the water and went back to my lounge chair and laid out for a few minutes and thought to myself, “What am I waiting for. I have absolutely nothing to lose.” So I walked over to Evan and started talking. It was an amazingly refreshing feeling that I was standing completely naked in front of this strange man and yet, I did not feel uncomfortable in the least bit. His name was Evan. He works in landscaping. He asked if we had come yesterday because he had not. He does not like to come on the days he knows the cruise ships are in town, since they bring lots of people there for shore excursions. I also noticed he was wearing a wedding band, but I did not really care. So we chatted for a few minutes and then I went back to my lounge chair. After a few more minutes, he came over and we started talking again, mostly about the weather because it was looking very overcast. As he was standing there, I was able to sneak looks at his amazing cock and I did just that. Even soft, it was absolutely huge. Sig got out of the water and came and sat in the lounge chair next to me and we were all chatting. I was nervous because I was not sure what to do next and Evan was not leaving. I guess he took my approaching him as an outright invitation to fuck. Since there had been no fuck proposition up-to-this-point, I needed a private talk with Sig, so he could tell me what to do.
We told Evan that we were going to head to the other end of beach. Evan (understandably so) interpreted this as a “Follow us. We want to fuck.” Since it was getting rather questionable weather-wise, the end of the beach was empty. Sig and I started heading in that direction when it started raining. Sig said I better make up my mind quick because Evan was following us. It was really raining when we got to end of the beach so all of us were huddled under this sheet I had brought. As we were standing there, I did the unthinkable and reached out and started stroking his cock. He did not object in the least. I sat in a lounge chair and took him in mouth and started sucking him. He was really enjoying it and was moaning. I sucked him for a few minutes as he touched my tits and slid his fingers in my wet pussy commenting on how soft it was. I was going back and forth between sucking Sig and Evan, but was really focusing on Evan. He pulled out a condom (I guess he had circled back to his chair when Sig and I started walking to the other end of the beach to grab it.) I was slightly concerned and asked if he fucked a lot of women on the beach. He said he had only been with one other couple. He said what usually happens is a woman might spread her legs as he walks by, but he will not do anything (meaning approach her) until he gets an invitation from her. It is the whole nude beach etiquette thing. I guess my going over to chat was the invitation, even though no verbal proposition had occurred.
He bent me over the lounge chair and slid his massive cock in me from behind. I could barely take him he was so big, but somehow I managed. I was really nervous about a condom breakage (the condom looked ready to burst any minute), so he only fucked me for a few minutes, before I asked him to pull out. But oh man did it ever feel good! Right after he pulled out, he got a call (I’m assuming from his wife, so he stepped away to talk.). While he was on the phone, Sig bent me over and came almost immediately. Evan got off the phone and wanted to eat me out, but I explained that Sig had just splooged in me so that probably was not a good idea. Bummer because I really wanted to feel his head buried between my legs.
I started sucking him off. It was now pouring rain, but I barely noticed since my mouth was stuffed full of the biggest cock I had ever had. Sig asked Evan if he could take a picture of me sucking him off and he said sure. OMG, I had left the fucking camera in the car! I wanted proof that I had fit this man in not only in my mouth, but also my pussy! He finally came in my mouth moaning as he came. I swallowed because it felt so good. He rinsed off in ocean and all three of us started walking back. Sig was walking behind us a bit making sure the camera had not fallen out of the bag. As Evan and I continued on, he complimented me on my blow job and how nice my pussy was. It was very sweet actually. We got back to this roofed area where there were several people trying to wait out the storm. Evan went in, but Sig and I continued to the car. I gave him a wave and we left. That was it.
I do have some regrets about how it ended since it was somewhat abrupt… I could have invited him over to our place since we had one more night… We could have exchanged contact information since he had his cell phone with him… I could have left a note on his car. There are so many things I could have done differently, but such is life and that is the way it ended. I guess there is some peace of mind knowing if I am ever back in Antigua, there is a very likely chance I will run into Evan again at the nude beach…