Where it happened: Basement room - party
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
I just had to send a note to #5299. Hey, don’t despair. A lot of guys that get into their twenties without getting laid get kind of frantic, especially when they see all of their friends getting it on with a new girl every night. I think you have gotten so obsessed by the issue that it has become counterproductive. I would suggest that you just make a few platonic female friends and promise yourself that you won’t even think about having sex with them. Girls can usually tell if a guy only has one thing on his mind, and it usually turns them off right away. Girls aren’t usually ready to jump into bed an hour after they meet someone, unlike most guys. One of these girls might actually get serious about you after you have known her long enough. Even if she doesn’t, she may set you up with a friend of hers who is looking for someone just like you. In the meantime, keep yourself sane with your strong right hand.
Here is my own story: I made it to age 20 with absolutely zero sexual experience. I had been on a few dates, but never made it past a few nervous kisses. I was in love with a girl who saw me more as a buddy, and never even let me kiss her. I finally gave up waiting for her to warm up to me, and tried to find some other outlet for my desires. I finally met a nice girl at a folk dance in my college town. She noticed me right away as a newcomer and asked me to join the dance. A few weeks later, she invited me to a party at her house. I went to the party, but I didn’t know anyone and mostly just moped around eating pretzels. The girl who had invited me finally asked me to come down to the basement and talk to her. We sat all alone on a bed in the basement and talked. Her cat jumped up on the bed and I started to pet it. She petted it too, and pretty soon we started holding hands. She actually made the first
move and started kissing me. We lay together on the bed and I started to fumble around under her blouse. About this time, another couple came down the basement and we had to stop and talk to them. A while later, a third couple joined us. I was really pissed, because things had just started getting interesting. My girl started throwing jelly beans at one of the other girls she knew, and she threw some back. The two girls got a real jelly bean fight going and then my girl pulled the blanket off of our bed and we hid under it. As soon as we got under the blanket the jelly bean fight stopped, and we felt like we were alone again. So I put my hand back under her shirt and unsnapped her bra. This was only the second time I had ever made it to “2nd base”, and I was thrilled. Pretty soon I let my hand wander down her stomach and slid it under the waistband of her long skirt. She sucked her stomach way in so there
was plenty of room and I slid my hand right on down to her vulva. It was incredibly wet and slippery, and I could feel a nice curly bush of hair against my palm. I slid my middle finger into her vagina and was amazed at how much room there was inside. I was also fairly amazed at how wet it was, and how I could feel all sorts of little ridges inside, just like the ridges in the roof of your mouth. She ran the zipper at the side of her skirt down very slowly, so that no one could hear it, but it was really loud all the same. Then she reached around behind her back and ran my zipper down as well. Needless to say, I was as stiff as a poker, and she worked hard to get my penis out through my open fly. It was all tangled up in my underwear, and she was only able to get it about halfway out. My zipper was scraping the hell out it, but I wasn’t about to complain. She started working her hand up and down on the part that was
sticking out. I sure didn’t need any more stimulation, because I was nearly ready to blow anyway. I slid both of my hands under the waistband of her skirt and quickly shoved her skirt and panties down to about the middle of her thighs. Then I rolled her over onto her back. She seemed to be cooperating, so I decided to go for it. I worked the rest of my penis out through my fly, and got the damned zipper down around the base where it didn’t scrape me quite so bad. Then I climbed right on top of her and started pushing. I got my penis about two inches between her thighs, but there it stuck tight. Her legs were being held together by her skirt and panties, and she couldn’t get them apart. I hadn’t thought much about the engineering aspects of what I was doing, and I had obviously done something stupid. But the girl was really helpful, and in a few seconds she kicked her skirt off and got her legs apart. The next time
I pushed, I got a couple of inches to go right inside. I had a really tight foreskin, and it hurt a lot as it got pulled back, but I wasn’t about to stop. I shoved again and got another inch or so to go in but then I couldn’t hold it back anymore and came all over inside of her. When I started to come, I froze and tried hard to make it stop, but everybody probably knows that never works. The girl didn’t know I had come, so she started to pump a little to get me started again, but I just couldn’t go on. She got dressed again under the blanket, and I looked around cautiously to see what everyone else was doing. They were mostly making out a little and trying hard not to look at us. I was awfully embarrassed that I had an audience for my first time. This girl invited me back alone the next weekend, and we spent an entire night together getting it right. I was extremely grateful to her (I still am). But we broke
up within another week or so. I was really sorry I hadn’t been able to do it with someone I was really in love with, but that didn’t happen for another five years, so I’m glad I didn’t wait.
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