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Feels like the first time
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Feels like the first time I finally had the pleasure of meeting another member of this site the other night (morning really) and couldn't help but be reminded of the first time I had sex. I usually work until 2 a.m., come home, surf the Internet for a half hour or so and then go to bed. While I was here checking my account I received an e-mail from someone wanting me to come out and play. Included was a single photo of them. Being one who loves an adventure I replied back when and where, and we set up a location to meet. At this point, I was nervous as hell. Someone I had never met, never talked to before was meeting me in the middle of the night for a quickie. Risky. What if they were waiting for me with rope, knives, and a shovel. I played it very safe, but the fact that this was actually happening to me really got the blood flowing. The whole e-mailing back and forth and setting things up took an good hour and a half so I had plenty of time to think. I started shaking, and it was then that I thought about the first time I had sex. When I was younger and women were a complete mystery to me I used to shake uncontrollably with anticipation before the act. The excitement of feeling another body pressed up against mine caused my heart to race like a<b> jackrabbit </font></b>and the knowledge that I was about to surround myself with another person was enough to make me cum with only the thought. The same thing happened to me the other night. I, like most guys, would like to think that we can fuck all night, cum as many times as we want, and jump back into things 10 minutes after finishing. Unfortunately that's a pipe dream. Given the proper conditions (familiar partner, unplanned sex, proper foreplay) this can be accomplished, and I pride myself in my ability to control myself. But in this situation, like my first time, it was she who was in control. It was already 5 in the morning. We faced each other for the first time in the dark of the hotel room. She looked way more relaxed than myself, and it took everything I had to portray a sense of cool. We kissed for a short time before she began removing my clothing and I followed suit by removing hers. Feeling a little awkward (and chilly. Damn they keep those rooms cold!) I suggested that we move to the bed. In my mind I would take my time, sucking on her breasts and working my way down to her clit. I would take her in my mouth and bring her to her first orgasm that way before moving on to penetration. But, like I said, she was in charge that night and all I could do was hang on for dear life. She asked if she could take me in her mouth and I obliged her as coolly as I could. From the second her lips touched my dick all I could think of was how badly I wanted to cum. After two hours of anticipation, the excitement of having an experience that you only read about in movies, and the feel of a complete stranger taking me in her mouth you can't blame me. I thought about how I should have "rubbed one out" before I got there. I thought about how I fit so snuggly in her mouth and how great her lips felt at the base of my shaft. I thought about hockey and baseball. After a short while, without saying a word she stopped, brought her leg over my body and straddled me. She was ready. She paused for a second, decided that she wanted to start off on bottom and lay down beside me. "Are you sure you're ready?" I asked, trying to buy some time. "I thought maybe I could go down on you." No was the answer. "I'm ready to feel you inside of me." She was right. She was ready. I slid inside of her as gently as possible, both to savor the moment and to keep myself from cumming. I reached my hands and cupped her ass, so that I could use every last inch of what God gave me for her pleasure. Her pussy was nice and tight, and I could feel her muscles getting tighter she got closer to cumming. It had been a while since I had been in something as form fitting as her and it didn't help my situation one bit. My plans of flipping her over and doing her from behind exploded in a burst of cum. It was too much. She felt too good and the situation was too perfect for me to hold it any longer. I came. Not before she did, but I came. Feeling like the first time all over again, I wanted to apologize. With my first, I didn't even get past the head before I blew my load. Excitement took over and the realization that I was no longer going to be a virgin caused my body to react in a profound way. The same thing happened here. It wasn't a catastrophe by any means. She got what she had wanted, but I felt like I had let her, and myself down. I wanted to stick around for another round (believe me, I was ready to go again in no time) but she had to get some sleep before class in several hours. She said she enjoyed herself and I honestly think that she did, but I hope that I get that second chance to prove to her that the stamina is there. It's just funny how out of control "he" can be when someone else is calling the shots. So there's my first adventure. It was great. Not because I preformed like a stallion, but because sex hasn't been that exciting since my first encounters. Lately, in past relationships it gets to be something that you did because you hadn't done it in a while, so it's nice to have it feel new again. I hope that that is what this site can do for me: put the play back into it and make it crazy again. For any females that are interested, drop me a line. Just keep in mind once is circumstance, twice is coincidence, but three times is proof positive. |
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Chin!!!! I am so happy for you! I knew things would work out for you. Ranting and raving and bitching and the like didn't stop this woman from wanting to meet you at all. I am glad to hear that you had a great time. I am sure that she will meet up with you again. One morning with you will only whet her palate, she will want to have more of you in no time I am sure. Congratulations. Patience and faith are always going to pay off for you in the end. Next time you begin to think that you are lost to long dark tunnel of hopelessness, call on me and i will remind you that there are plenty more women out there like this lucky one you just met that are going to make it all worth while. Take Care ~SweetAngel ~Angel 
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Hey Buddy, Congratulations! I enjoyed reading your blog. Wish I had half your luck, though!
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9/16/2005 6:03 am |
Glad you had a great time! Don't worry too much about it...you both enjoyed yourselves that is what matters!
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