Where it happened: college dorm
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
It was my second year of college and her first. I’m not sure what first attracted me to her. We ended up together for twelve years before we split and I’m not sure why. At first there was some sort of raw sexual power that just faded, along with the years. Anyway, for our first date, we borrowed a friend’s car, went to the local Steak and Ale, had a nice meal and a couple of beers. Then off to the Point, a point overlooking Kansas City. We had a blanket, took it into the woods and started hugging and kissing, and a little groping. Over the next few weeks we did more and more heavy petting in Billy’s car and elsewhere. Finally, my roommate moved out of the dorm and she started spending the occasional night. Despite lots of fingering and lots of lube, she was very tough to open up. It was frustrating for both of us. I think we felt we were “in love” because we both had someone to care about. Anyway, the night it happened, we were in my room. I was putting my dick in getting nothing but resistance and soon came all over everything. I went down on her, tasting my own cum dribbling back into her cunt. I pushed finger after finger into her while I licked her clit. Then I got into position, pushed harder and harder, and all of a sudden pushed though her hymen, came quickly and brought her off by hand. She got up to take a pee and clean up. The sheets were crimson red, sdomething that happened the next couple of times we did it. Truth be told, it wasn’t that great for either of us. Even though we married and had a great daughter, we divorced after being together almost twelve years. I don’t think sex was ever that great with her. The anticipation of getting laid the first time is more than it’s cracked up to be. It does feel better than jerking off, but it never felt great with her, it was just having sex, not making love. My second wife, seven years younger than I, also was a virgin when we met. We took things very slowly before it happened. I wanted everything to be right for her. We made love, not just had sex, and have been doing it ever since. Thirteen years later, I can honestly say that I’ve never “fucked” my wife. Evertime, we try to treat like the first and get lost in our love for each other. She is the most important thing in my life.
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