1. The Jockey: Prelude, 2, and 3


    Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Exhibitionism, Job / Office Sex, Male Domination, Teen, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: Newmachine, Source: sexstories.com

    In spite of its description as "Fiction," this story is actually an embellishment of real experiences I had with a girl during my time on the radio. The first several chapters are absolutely true, save names and locales. As the complete story is, while unfinished, a few hundred pages long already, it takes its time getting started, so be patient. MAY, 1999 I. Ashley was a caller. That's how it started. She'd called a few times over a few weeks, always asking to hear the same song, one that you could hear every forty-five minutes if you just turned your radio on. It annoyed me, but I knew to expect it from a Top Forty audience. After the second call, she'd engage me in conversation before making her request, in the beginning with the usual questions: what's it like to be on the radio, what do you look like, what's your real name, etcetera. Lately, though, we'd exchanged more relevant questions with each other: how was your day, have you seen this or that movie, what do you like to do with your time off, and the like. She was actually quite pleasant to talk to. She wasn't obnoxious at all. Her voice was soothing, and her speech was above par for her generation. She was really quite intelligent, and possibly more knowledgable about current events than I was. Talking to her during my shift was a welcome deviation from the normal brain-dead masses who called. Early on she told me that she'd just turned eighteen, and would be graduating from high school next month. When I asked ... her what her plans for college were, she said she didn't have any yet. She just wanted to take a break from school before committing to a career, and I complimented her on her wisdom. Our two-minute conversations continued. On a Friday night a few weeks after the first call, I had an on-location broadcast to make from a local nightclub. I made these appearances frequently, and they were almost always a treat. It was a chance for me to stretch my entertainment legs, and mingle with the population. It was also my chance to be the object of flirtation for seemingly unlimited numbers of stunningly hot, scantily clad young women. I'd never had difficulty getting women to take an interest in me, even before radio, but this was something different. The free pass that these appearances afforded me were certainly appreciated (a foot in the door, if you will), and I enjoyed without reservation the sexual escapades my pseudo-celebrity status rewarded. This particular Saturday evening appearance was the standard affair; I'd arrive at around 9:00, set up and be ready to roll by 9:45, make the first test signal to the studio to confirm reception, and make the first broadcast at 10:15. Over the following three hours, I'd make two broadcasts per hour, on the fifteen and forty-five minute marks. Between broadcasts, I'd circulate, hand out t-shirts and stickers, and perhaps hold random events inside the club, rewarding participants with promotional materials from the record labels. At around ...
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