JustPoppinBy
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Long, but worth it
Warning: Some subtle bragging in this thread
As the title suggests, today I got laid for the first time. And it was.......................ok.....but not spectacular.
First off, until today the furthest I had ever gone with a chick was only making out with her shirt off (so i guess that's first/second base, not too sure).
However, today the possibility presented itself for some ass. Let me explain.
This chick (we'll call her 'jessica' for sake of argument) was over studying at my place. I would say she's a varying 6 or 7/10. Big tits, tight ass but let's just say she shouldn't bank on her modelling career. Regardless she was the type of girl that if you asked me honestly I'd have to say "ya I'd hit that ass, just wouldn't go bragging about it."
Thing is, she's in a relationship with a guy (he's only previous sexual partner) but he's a huge bytch so she definately wears the pants in that relationship. And as we all know, chicks, at their deepest level, really want to be dominated like the little nymphos they are. I knew this (thanks sosuave) so I had played my cards perfectly when I had harmlessly flirted with her in the past.
Going into the study session this afternoon I was pretty sure I was gonna leave with at least a BJ - her buying signals were blatantly obvious. I mean shyt, she had clearly done all the studying she needed (practically could recite the whole textbook) and couldn't stop placing her hand on my thigh.
So I decide that this kind of readily available no-strings attached pu$$y only comes along every so often and I'd probably be kicking myself in the future if I turned down this casual sex (Christ, I've waited long enough to get some ass considering that I'm a pretty decent looking guy with a good rep). Not to mention that if anything went wrong, it's not like she'd go blabbing without looking like a cheating s1ut herself.
Still with me? Good!
She literally lays herself out on the bed for me (still fully clothed) and tells me if I want her, I can take her.
To refrain from feeling like slut she resists a bit as I go to take off the pants right away (fuk foreplay, this is bootycall-type sex - straight to the action baby!).
Unfortunately her efforts are futile and I get her naked. Double Cool.
So there it is folks, my first naked woman specimen, live and in person. It would have been comical to be watching me from a 3rd person perspective at that exact moment because I froze for what felt like 10 minutes! Seriously, I was thinking "uuuuhhhh what now?"
So like any red-blooded man I gave those boobies a quick fondle and then headed straight for the 'goods'. And like Dane Cook says - she had a nice "situation" going on down there. An impressive trim job to say the least, and I was able to find the tunnel without having to ask for directions.
So I decide "fuk it, if she's let me get to this point, there's no reason to think she'll have an aversion to a little finger-bang"
(keep in mind, she's completely passive during this whole process, preferring just to close her eyes and go with it - I think she was really getting off on the ME dominating her thing)
I was able to find that "rigid dime-sized" g-spot area immediately (I'll now no longer believe anyone who says they couldn't find it...morons, I swear) and she seemed to like me rubbing it. Oh, did I mention, the first time you stick your fingers in a vagina, it FEELS exactly like you think it will. A little warm, a little wet, a little spongey...you get the idea (I'm not trying to turn this into some Penthouse story).
So after my finger started getting sore I thought, "perhaps a little taste is an order" and proceeded to give it a lick. But when I got down there I had a sudden change of heart. It's not as if it tasted bad or anything, I just didn't feel like starting a job I wasn't about to finish. (Did I mention my parents were home at the same time in the living room listening to classical music?).
So I then announced "Enough of this" and grabbed a condom from the bedside table (helps to be prepared folks. I doubt she would have stuck around while I ran down to Wal-mart). Sure enough she didn't resist.
Oh and yes there WAS that moment of fumbling with the condom wrapper. After all, my fingers were slippery from my previous task so I ended up having to use my teeth which was kinda badass in the end.
I whip off my clothes only to find, to my horror, that my best friend was only at half mast.
Initial thought: WTF?!?!! I can get a hardon rigid enough to dent 2" steel just from seeing the fabric of an exposed thong on a chick on the street, but here I am, quite literally INCHES from the hole I had spent the past few years of my life gaining admittance to, and here I was partially flacid.
Believe me, panic set in for a good minute before I managed to 'shake' it back to life such that I could get the condom on. Thing is, even then it certainly wasn't at the level of hardness that I've come to expect from my wang.
She's still on her back, legs open.
Either way I figured if I didn't act quickly she'd get redressed and I'd experience blue balls of epic proportions.
So I do it.
It slides in...
That's one small thrust for man.
One GIANT thrust for this man!
I follow that up with a second
And then a third (phew, haven't become a two-pump chump so finishing anytime now won't be looked upon as shameful)
So here I am hitting this with a smile on my face reminiscint of a kid with down-syndrome who scores his first goal in a soccer game.
"Slower. It hurts" she says.
My ego is bout ready to burst. (And no, I'm not saying I'm anything larger than average. Although my e-penis has known to be around 9"X7" range).
She's still more than willing to be controlled by me in every which way.
So I flip her on her over and start going at it doggy. I feel like a rapper!
I actually found this to be a rather inconvenient position because my dyck was coming in about level with her snatch but if anybody knows anatomy it's much better if you're coming down at a bit of an angle otherwise you're kinda slamming the top wall of her vagina and your dyck falls out a lot. Tough to describe, but it called for some on the spot innovation as I put one leg up to get realigned.
Without having to concentrate on looking her in the eyes and not making stupid facial expressions, my mind begins to wander.
"So this is sex," I think.
"It's kinda...overrated."
This is when I suddenly gain some perspective and start to pay attention to the situation instead of mentally applauding myself.
"It feels like I'm wearing a god damn chocolate bar wrapper around my schlong. This condom has effectively eliminated 99% of all sensation!"
I pull my johnson out and try and readjust the condom a little but it keeps bunching up throughout the ordeal (don't think I unrolled it as far down the shaft as I was supposed to).
At this point I'm well aware that the numbing of most all pleasure by the condom is what has allowed me to last so long.
She turns her head and says "it's much easier without the condom" basically giving me the invite to go bareback because she's on the pill but that goes against everything I've ever been taught, not to mention that I won't necessarily have the control to pullout in time at the end.
Deciding to lighten the mood a little I threaten to stick it in her ass. She takes a pass on the idea but not with the intensity of someone who'd never try it (hmmmmm maybe next time)
At this point I decide that I might as well bust a nut because I have things to do and chicks aren't huge fans of marathon sex (especially because the techniques in my arsenal are fairly limited due to my very limited experience...basically there's the fast thrust and the slightly-slower-but-still-fast thrust haha).
Unfortunately there was simply not enough sensation to get me off despite a fury of deep thrusts that left her wincing. I smack her ass a few times to keep things interesting and she just loved it. (If you're confident enough, it's a great way to demonstrate your dominance in the bedroom.)
Finally signs of control arise from her.
"I want to be on top."
Now who am I to deny a lady the pleasure, so sure enough she hops on tops and starts grinding at my pole like a seasoned vet. Apparently she enjoys this more than anything else I've been doing. Unfortunately in this position we get the most trouble from the condom bunching up and a minute or two later it falls off completely.
We decide to call it quits. I haven't busted but I think she thought I did which is why the condom came off?
So in true gentleman fashion I walk her to my front door and say in all my-lameness "you're the most fun study-buddy I've ever had".
So after she leaves I attend to some unfinished business *cough* and drop my sheets in the laundry.
Warning: Some subtle bragging in this thread
As the title suggests, today I got laid for the first time. And it was.......................ok.....but not spectacular.
First off, until today the furthest I had ever gone with a chick was only making out with her shirt off (so i guess that's first/second base, not too sure).
However, today the possibility presented itself for some ass. Let me explain.
This chick (we'll call her 'jessica' for sake of argument) was over studying at my place. I would say she's a varying 6 or 7/10. Big tits, tight ass but let's just say she shouldn't bank on her modelling career. Regardless she was the type of girl that if you asked me honestly I'd have to say "ya I'd hit that ass, just wouldn't go bragging about it."
Thing is, she's in a relationship with a guy (he's only previous sexual partner) but he's a huge bytch so she definately wears the pants in that relationship. And as we all know, chicks, at their deepest level, really want to be dominated like the little nymphos they are. I knew this (thanks sosuave) so I had played my cards perfectly when I had harmlessly flirted with her in the past.
Going into the study session this afternoon I was pretty sure I was gonna leave with at least a BJ - her buying signals were blatantly obvious. I mean shyt, she had clearly done all the studying she needed (practically could recite the whole textbook) and couldn't stop placing her hand on my thigh.
So I decide that this kind of readily available no-strings attached pu$$y only comes along every so often and I'd probably be kicking myself in the future if I turned down this casual sex (Christ, I've waited long enough to get some ass considering that I'm a pretty decent looking guy with a good rep). Not to mention that if anything went wrong, it's not like she'd go blabbing without looking like a cheating s1ut herself.
Still with me? Good!
She literally lays herself out on the bed for me (still fully clothed) and tells me if I want her, I can take her.
To refrain from feeling like slut she resists a bit as I go to take off the pants right away (fuk foreplay, this is bootycall-type sex - straight to the action baby!).
Unfortunately her efforts are futile and I get her naked. Double Cool
. So there it is folks, my first naked woman specimen, live and in person. It would have been comical to be watching me from a 3rd person perspective at that exact moment because I froze for what felt like 10 minutes! Seriously, I was thinking "uuuuhhhh what now?"
So like any red-blooded man I gave those boobies a quick fondle and then headed straight for the 'goods'. And like Dane Cook says - she had a nice "situation" going on down there. An impressive trim job to say the least, and I was able to find the tunnel without having to ask for directions.
So I decide "fuk it, if she's let me get to this point, there's no reason to think she'll have an aversion to a little finger-bang"
(keep in mind, she's completely passive during this whole process, preferring just to close her eyes and go with it - I think she was really getting off on the ME dominating her thing)
I was able to find that "rigid dime-sized" g-spot area immediately (I'll now no longer believe anyone who says they couldn't find it...morons, I swear) and she seemed to like me rubbing it. Oh, did I mention, the first time you stick your fingers in a vagina, it FEELS exactly like you think it will. A little warm, a little wet, a little spongey...you get the idea (I'm not trying to turn this into some Penthouse story).
So after my finger started getting sore I thought, "perhaps a little taste is an order" and proceeded to give it a lick. But when I got down there I had a sudden change of heart. It's not as if it tasted bad or anything, I just didn't feel like starting a job I wasn't about to finish. (Did I mention my parents were home at the same time in the living room listening to classical music?).
So I then announced "Enough of this" and grabbed a condom from the bedside table (helps to be prepared folks. I doubt she would have stuck around while I ran down to Wal-mart). Sure enough she didn't resist.
Oh and yes there WAS that moment of fumbling with the condom wrapper. After all, my fingers were slippery from my previous task so I ended up having to use my teeth which was kinda badass in the end.
I whip off my clothes only to find, to my horror, that my best friend was only at half mast.
Initial thought: WTF?!?!! I can get a hardon rigid enough to dent 2" steel just from seeing the fabric of an exposed thong on a chick on the street, but here I am, quite literally INCHES from the hole I had spent the past few years of my life gaining admittance to, and here I was partially flacid.
Believe me, panic set in for a good minute before I managed to 'shake' it back to life such that I could get the condom on. Thing is, even then it certainly wasn't at the level of hardness that I've come to expect from my wang.
She's still on her back, legs open.
Either way I figured if I didn't act quickly she'd get redressed and I'd experience blue balls of epic proportions.
So I do it.
It slides in...
That's one small thrust for man.
One GIANT thrust for this man!
I follow that up with a second
And then a third (phew, haven't become a two-pump chump so finishing anytime now won't be looked upon as shameful)
So here I am hitting this with a smile on my face reminiscint of a kid with down-syndrome who scores his first goal in a soccer game.
"Slower. It hurts" she says.
My ego is bout ready to burst. (And no, I'm not saying I'm anything larger than average. Although my e-penis has known to be around 9"X7" range).
She's still more than willing to be controlled by me in every which way.
So I flip her on her over and start going at it doggy. I feel like a rapper!
I actually found this to be a rather inconvenient position because my dyck was coming in about level with her snatch but if anybody knows anatomy it's much better if you're coming down at a bit of an angle otherwise you're kinda slamming the top wall of her vagina and your dyck falls out a lot. Tough to describe, but it called for some on the spot innovation as I put one leg up to get realigned.
Without having to concentrate on looking her in the eyes and not making stupid facial expressions, my mind begins to wander.
"So this is sex," I think.
"It's kinda...overrated."
This is when I suddenly gain some perspective and start to pay attention to the situation instead of mentally applauding myself.
"It feels like I'm wearing a god damn chocolate bar wrapper around my schlong. This condom has effectively eliminated 99% of all sensation!"
I pull my johnson out and try and readjust the condom a little but it keeps bunching up throughout the ordeal (don't think I unrolled it as far down the shaft as I was supposed to).
At this point I'm well aware that the numbing of most all pleasure by the condom is what has allowed me to last so long.
She turns her head and says "it's much easier without the condom" basically giving me the invite to go bareback because she's on the pill but that goes against everything I've ever been taught, not to mention that I won't necessarily have the control to pullout in time at the end.
Deciding to lighten the mood a little I threaten to stick it in her ass. She takes a pass on the idea but not with the intensity of someone who'd never try it (hmmmmm maybe next time
) At this point I decide that I might as well bust a nut because I have things to do and chicks aren't huge fans of marathon sex (especially because the techniques in my arsenal are fairly limited due to my very limited experience...basically there's the fast thrust and the slightly-slower-but-still-fast thrust haha).
Unfortunately there was simply not enough sensation to get me off despite a fury of deep thrusts that left her wincing. I smack her ass a few times to keep things interesting and she just loved it. (If you're confident enough, it's a great way to demonstrate your dominance in the bedroom.)
Finally signs of control arise from her.
"I want to be on top."
Now who am I to deny a lady the pleasure, so sure enough she hops on tops and starts grinding at my pole like a seasoned vet. Apparently she enjoys this more than anything else I've been doing. Unfortunately in this position we get the most trouble from the condom bunching up and a minute or two later it falls off completely.
We decide to call it quits. I haven't busted but I think she thought I did which is why the condom came off?
So in true gentleman fashion I walk her to my front door and say in all my-lameness "you're the most fun study-buddy I've ever had".
So after she leaves I attend to some unfinished business *cough* and drop my sheets in the laundry.