My Experience

SiLLymE · #1 05-09-2006, 06:32 PM

Having been in a serious relationship for several years, I was a loving and committed girlfriend to my ex. I believed in true love and happily ever after. I gave him my virginity, gave him BJs whenever he had the urge when my “auntie” visited (I wouldn’t have minded FJ during then as that’s the time when I was most “frisky” but he was superstitious of the blood), let him have anal sex when he wanted to explore etc. In short, I did not with-hold my body from him.

When we broke up, I was devastated to find out he had been visiting those sleazy KTVs in JB and even boasted about what went on and how he banged some of the hostesses to me.

My heart broke, and not only did I sink into a period of depression, I lost my rose-tinted view of the world and faith in men in general. I was losing weight at an alarming rate, grew paler as the days turned into months as I hid myself in my room, crying my eyes out.

One day, I just woke up and swore to myself that I would not shed any more tears for this worthless person whom I’ve lost 10 years of my youth to. I was still young, in my mid-20’s, and I would grab this opportunity to enjoy life. And what better way than to enjoy what I had missed out during that 10 years?

I went online and got to know J. We chatted for a few months, and I found him to be an interesting & witty guy. He’s half-Jap, single, around my age, and we clicked very well due to shared interests but I’ve always declined to meet up as I was uncomfortable of meeting up with guys when I was still attached. Conservative me huh? Well that was about to change, I told myself.

My first impression of J was that he’s cute in a nerdy way. Slim, average height, tanned, with Japs-slitty eyes, short curly hair and bespectacled. Later on I was to find out that he was attracted to me too. I’m about average height, very fair (and even paler after the bout of depression), wavy medium-length hair. My best features are my big round eyes, full pouty lips, smooth complexion and B-cup boobs.

He made me feel very at ease, and soon we were chatting happily away. What I liked about him was his honesty about anything & everything. He was not embarrassed to share that he had been visiting Geylang on & off and when he was posted to Thailand & Australia during his RSAF days, he sampled the merchandise there as well. Soon I was confiding in him.

I realized we were at the food court for hours, so I suggested we take a walk. Without realizing it, we ended up at my place. As I stayed alone, I invited him in. He sat on my single bed, and I walked to the other side to keep my jacket. I turned around, feeling a bit nervous, for the first time, since I met him. Maybe he suspected what I was going to do, maybe not, who knows? But he sat upright with his back towards me.

I lifted one knee and placed my leg in the middle of the bed, leaning my torso towards his back while the other leg supported my weight on the floor. “Don’t turn around” I whispered into his ear. My breath must have tickled his neck as I saw goose pimples pop up. He jumped slightly; surprised I was so near him. “Ok” he said simply.

Slowly, I circled my arms around his lean body and hugged him. It felt good to have body contact with someone again after so many months of isolation. And he’s quite fit, I could feel the tight muscles of his chest as I wrapped my arms tightly around him, pressing my boobs against his back. He tensed slightly and then suddenly, he relaxed into me, leaning back against my chest.

I slid both my legs down the bed, my inner thighs touching his jeans-cladded bum. Closing my eyes, I nuzzled his bare neck exposed from the collar of his polo tee, smelling him. I have a habit of smelling people that some might find offensive but I didn’t care, somehow I knew he would not mind. He had placed his hand on my knee, and was rubbing the skin there in small circles gently. I had to open my legs wide to be seated behind him, and that hiked up my short pleated skirt to indecent level, exposing pale white skin to his eyes.

Slowly his hand traveled up my knee to my inner thigh, and he twisted his body around to plant a soft kiss on my cheek. I kissed him back, a long one, and from a gentle romantic kiss, somehow it became urgent, frenzied. There was raw hunger and more, a desperation to be wanted and accepted by a man. I was fighting an inner demon which was repeating to me the cruel words my ex had carelessly tossed to me when we separated. That I was lousy in bed and that I would drive any man to resort to $10 an hour hooker.

I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against his lips. Immediately he opened his mouth and accepted my gift, our tongues clashing in a moment of passion. His hand had not been idle, his right hand was busy fondling and squeezing my breasts whereas his left was rubbing my now damp cotton panties.

I moaned into his mouth, unable to contain myself. I wanted him so badly, wanted to feel the weight of his balls and lick the dewy opening of his cock, needed him to fill the moist emptiness between my legs and plunge his hard throbbing cock into my pussy. He must have sensed the intensity of my urges as he tugged the hem of my tee-shirt and pulled them up above my shoulders in one swift motion. That broke our kiss apart and he tossed my shirt to one side. He paused and looked at me.

SiLLymE · #2 06-09-2006, 08:48 AM

I glanced down at my half-naked body, trying to picture what I must have looked like to him. I was half-seated on my bed, with both my hands spread out on the bed supporting my weight, my legs wide apart, my hiked-up skirt barely covering my white panties. My body was too pale and despite losing so much weight, I needed some exercise to tone up the muscles. My rounded boobs pressed against the material of the white bra, moving up & down with my heavy breathing. My bra was slightly askew, so that my left nipple peeked out from above the lace.

His eyes latched on to my exposed nipple, and he reached out, pinched it lightly. I gasped. Both my nipples hardened instantly, and I felt a tingle below. Lowering his head, he kissed my neck, licking the tender flesh, making a wet trail downwards towards the swell of my boobs. He cupped my right boob, squeezing hard while his tongue found its way to my nipple. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked and licked vigorously. I felt his fingers slide under my panties from the side opening and when he started rubbing the swollen nub, I threw back my head and moaned. The sensation was driving me crazy with lust. I moved against his hand, rubbing against his fingers, wanting more. I reached out for his crotch, wanting to undress him and he pulled away from my reach. “Let me serve you first” he said quietly, giving me an almost loving look.

He went back to lavishing kisses and licks on my breasts. He bit and suckled on my swollen nipple, while his other hand pushed its way under my bra and cupped my breast. My hand was moving against his arm, rubbing, wishing that I could touch more of him.

“You’re so wet” he moaned, barely audible as his mouth was still pressed against my breast and he held one nipple between his teeth. He pried my pussy lips apart, and slowly inserted one finger into my cunt. “Aaahhhh….” I moaned as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy. He tugged on my nipple and bit down on the nub lightly, and the pain mixed with the pleasure his finger was giving me was almost unbearable. I held on to his head against my breasts as he increased his fingering pace, inserting a second finger into my twat, moving faster and faster while I grinded my loins against his palm.

“More… more…” I panted.

“Tell me what you want” he commanded me. I barely heard him and gasped “W..what…?”

He repeated and I looked at him through the haze of lust & passion, unable to comprehend. He waited, his fingers still in me, and I bucked once in a silent plea telling him not to stop, but he refused to move his hand, stubbornly waiting for me.

I felt heat on my face, embarrassed suddenly. Here I was, almost naked, at his mercy, and there he was, looming above me, still completely clothed, and in control, except for the obvious bulge underneath the zipper of his jeans. Sensing my hesitation, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his skillful fingers which were imbedded up to his knuckles deep in me.

“I want…I want you in me….” I moaned.

He smiled, and the warmth returned to his eyes. Pulling his fingers nearly out of my twat, he plunged them back in to the hilt and started thrusting into me with short sharp jabs. “Oh God… Oh God….” I gasped, grabbing his arm and squeezing with all my might. He increased his tempo and after only 5 or 6 more finger-fucks, I shuddered uncontrollably as with a loud “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh……!!!” my body jerked in spasms and I came and came and came.

When I finally landed back onto ground zero and opened my eyes, I found him lying by my side looking at me. One arm was draped casually across my chest, the weight flattening my breasts. Somehow, without me realizing it, he had managed to unhook my bra and I was bare-chested.

I flushed. We didn’t say anything, just lying next to each other until my breathing slowed to normal speed and I must have dozed off from the experience because the next thing I knew, I woke up with a start when I felt wet nudges against my breasts and something forcing its way into my pussy.

I opened my eyes to find J on top me. It had grown dark while I slept and it took me a while for my eyes to adjust. He was naked, and for that matter, so was I. Wow, I was to learn, undressing women was one of his many talents.

He was licking my breasts again, suckling hungrily on the pointed tip like an infant. His legs rested between mine and I felt his hardened cock throb deep in me. He must have felt me stir cos although I did not make any noise, he looked up at me looking at him.

He paused, as if seeking my permission and when I made no movement, he propped himself up on both hands. I clenched my vagina muscles the way my ex had taught me, squeezing his hardened cock with the warm internal walls of my pussy. He reacted with a sharp intake of breath. The muscles on his arms strained as he tried not to crush me with his weight and he was starting to breath more heavily.

I clenched again and this time he groaned, “Geez, you’re so tight…don’t move!” closing his eyes, and started to move within me, a millimeter a minute. Oh boy, no way was I going to last that long! I was impatient and starving, and I wanted dessert NOW. You don’t show a woman who has been on a year-long diet an international buffet que and expect her to start with soup of the day!

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started grinding my body against him with each of his thrusts. He knew I wanted it hard and fast. Kissing me deeply on the lips, he upped his pace. I moaned, opening my mouth in an invitation, hooking my legs up around his waist to give him better access and locking both arms around his neck. He plunged his tongue and cock into me simultaneously. Withdraw. Plunge. Withdraw. Plunge. In. Out. In. Out.

“Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder! Aaahhhhhhh……” I whispered, almost unaware I had said it out loud. This seemed to turn him on more, and he released all restraints and started plunging at me wildly and uncontrollably. His tight balls slapped against my bum with each plunge and the room was filled with the squishing sounds of our fucking. We were rocking my bed so hard that I feared we would have broken the legs of the bed. But for the moment, that was beyond my care. All I could concentrate on was the pleasure we were sharing. His eyes were shut, and he was muttering “God, so tight, so wet…you want that babe? You want that?! You want me to fuck your cunt?”

He pushed away, straightening his body so that he was kneeling between my legs, but his cock was still planted deep in me and I felt his cock twitch with each of his movement. I unlocked my legs from his waist and he pushed my thighs apart, spreading my legs wide open, staring hungrily at the spot where we were joined together, where his cock disappeared into my shaven pussy.

He pushed into me, pulled out and slammed his cock in again, grunting with the effort, never tearing his eyes away from my pussy. With each forceful thrust from his body, I was jerked against my bed and I felt my boobs wobbling sideways. He tore his eyes away from my pussy long enough to grab my quivering breasts and squeezed them roughly, kneading the meaty flesh. I moaned and he laughed “You like that babe? You like me to fuck you, huh? You’ve got nice tits. Such big nipples, they’re made to be sucked on. You like me to do this?” and he pinched my hardened nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger, tugging at it, testing the elasticity. Pleasure shot through my entire body with the sensation and I could only nod helplessly in agreement to what he was doing.

I was equally as fascinated by the sight of his long fat cock sliding in and out of my twat, at the contrast between his tanned and slightly muscular frame against my pale skin. He reached down and started rubbing my clit simultaneously thrusting into me. I moaned at this assault to my senses as I felt the first wave of a great orgasm sweep through my body. I shuddered uncontrollably as he continued fingering my clit, and tensed up as I felt another orgasm ahead. He was practically slamming himself against my pussy, and the rough handling pushed me over the edge just as he roared his release as he shot load after load into my pussy. The warm jets of spunk against the walls of my cunt gave me tiny little orgasms and I gasped from the sensation.

He collapsed onto me, his face pressed between my breasts and we were both breathing hard, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I could not breathe properly with him on me, and started pushing him away but he didn’t budge. He pressed both my boobs together while he nuzzled the valley between, rubbing his face lovingly against me.

That was an unforgettable experience I had with J, who eventually became my best friend and closest confidante. He was the one I went to when I had relationship problems, he was the one who lent me a shoulder to cry on when I was down. He was there when I needed physical release and he understood and empathize with me. Rarely he judged me on my actions or behavior. So when people ask me why I do not get attached, I just shrug it off. What’s a gal got to do when all other guys pale in comparison to my best friend?

This is my first try at writing, and this happened a few years back, so I may have left out some minute details I can’t recall. I will continue to write on my other experience soon. Do let me know if there’s any way I can improve.

Regards
Just A Gal

SiLLymE · #3 06-09-2006, 09:51 AM

I glanced down at my half-naked body, trying to picture what I must have looked like to him. I was half-seated on my bed, with both my hands spread out on the bed supporting my weight, my legs wide apart, my hiked-up skirt barely covering my white panties. My body was too pale and despite losing so much weight, I needed some exercise to tone up the muscles. My rounded boobs pressed against the material of the white bra, moving up & down with my heavy breathing. My bra was slightly askew, so that my left nipple peeked out from above the lace.

His eyes latched on to my exposed nipple, and he reached out, pinched it lightly. I gasped. Both my nipples hardened instantly, and I felt a tingle below. Lowering his head, he kissed my neck, licking the tender flesh, making a wet trail downwards towards the swell of my boobs. He cupped my right boob, squeezing hard while his tongue found its way to my nipple. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked and licked vigorously. I felt his fingers slide under my panties from the side opening and when he started rubbing the swollen nub, I threw back my head and moaned. The sensation was driving me crazy with lust. I moved against his hand, rubbing against his fingers, wanting more. I reached out for his crotch, wanting to undress him and he pulled away from my reach. “Let me serve you first” he said quietly, giving me an almost loving look.

He went back to lavishing kisses and licks on my breasts. He bit and suckled on my swollen nipple, while his other hand pushed its way under my bra and cupped my breast. My hand was moving against his arm, rubbing, wishing that I could touch more of him.

“You’re so wet” he moaned, barely audible as his mouth was still pressed against my breast and he held one nipple between his teeth. He pried my pussy lips apart, and slowly inserted one finger into my cunt. “Aaahhhh….” I moaned as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy. He tugged on my nipple and bit down on the nub lightly, and the pain mixed with the pleasure his finger was giving me was almost unbearable. I held on to his head against my breasts as he increased his fingering pace, inserting a second finger into my twat, moving faster and faster while I grinded my loins against his palm.

“More… more…” I panted.

“Tell me what you want” he commanded me. I barely heard him and gasped “W..what…?”

He repeated and I looked at him through the haze of lust & passion, unable to comprehend. He waited, his fingers still in me, and I bucked once in a silent plea telling him not to stop, but he refused to move his hand, stubbornly waiting for me.

I felt heat on my face, embarrassed suddenly. Here I was, almost naked, at his mercy, and there he was, looming above me, still completely clothed, and in control, except for the obvious bulge underneath the zipper of his jeans. Sensing my hesitation, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his skillful fingers which were imbedded up to his knuckles deep in me.

“I want…I want you in me….” I moaned.

He smiled, and the warmth returned to his eyes. Pulling his fingers nearly out of my twat, he plunged them back in to the hilt and started thrusting into me with short sharp jabs. “Oh God… Oh God….” I gasped, grabbing his arm and squeezing with all my might. He increased his tempo and after only 5 or 6 more finger-fucks, I shuddered uncontrollably as with a loud “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh……!!!” my body jerked in spasms and I came and came and came.

When I finally landed back onto ground zero and opened my eyes, I found him lying by my side looking at me. One arm was draped casually across my chest, the weight flattening my breasts. Somehow, without me realizing it, he had managed to unhook my bra and I was bare-chested.

I flushed. We didn’t say anything, just lying next to each other until my breathing slowed to normal speed and I must have dozed off from the experience because the next thing I knew, I woke up with a start when I felt wet nudges against my breasts and something forcing its way into my pussy.

I opened my eyes to find J on top me. It had grown dark while I slept and it took me a while for my eyes to adjust. He was naked, and for that matter, so was I. Wow, I was to learn, undressing women was one of his many talents.

He was licking my breasts again, suckling hungrily on the pointed tip like an infant. His legs rested between mine and I felt his hardened cock throb deep in me. He must have felt me stir cos although I did not make any noise, he looked up at me looking at him.

He paused, as if seeking my permission and when I made no movement, he propped himself up on both hands. I clenched my vagina muscles the way my ex had taught me, squeezing his hardened cock with the warm internal walls of my pussy. He reacted with a sharp intake of breath. The muscles on his arms strained as he tried not to crush me with his weight and he was starting to breath more heavily.

I clenched again and this time he groaned, “Geez, you’re so tight…don’t move!” closing his eyes, and started to move within me, a millimeter a minute. Oh boy, no way was I going to last that long! I was impatient and starving, and I wanted dessert NOW. You don’t show a woman who has been on a year-long diet an international buffet que and expect her to start with soup of the day!

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started grinding my body against him with each of his thrusts. He knew I wanted it hard and fast. Kissing me deeply on the lips, he upped his pace. I moaned, opening my mouth in an invitation, hooking my legs up around his waist to give him better access and locking both arms around his neck. He plunged his tongue and cock into me simultaneously. Withdraw. Plunge. Withdraw. Plunge. In. Out. In. Out.

“Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder! Aaahhhhhhh……” I whispered, almost unaware I had said it out loud. This seemed to turn him on more, and he released all restraints and started plunging at me wildly and uncontrollably. His tight balls slapped against my bum with each plunge and the room was filled with the squishing sounds of our fucking. We were rocking my bed so hard that I feared we would have broken the legs of the bed. But for the moment, that was beyond my care. All I could concentrate on was the pleasure we were sharing. His eyes were shut, and he was muttering “God, so tight, so wet…you want that babe? You want that?! You want me to fuck your cunt?”

He pushed away, straightening his body so that he was kneeling between my legs, but his cock was still planted deep in me and I felt his cock twitch with each of his movement. I unlocked my legs from his waist and he pushed my thighs apart, spreading my legs wide open, staring hungrily at the spot where we were joined together, where his cock disappeared into my shaven pussy.

He pushed into me, pulled out and slammed his cock in again, grunting with the effort, never tearing his eyes away from my pussy. With each forceful thrust from his body, I was jerked against my bed and I felt my boobs wobbling sideways. He tore his eyes away from my pussy long enough to grab my quivering breasts and squeezed them roughly, kneading the meaty flesh. I moaned and he laughed “You like that babe? You like me to fuck you, huh? You’ve got nice tits. Such big nipples, they’re made to be sucked on. You like me to do this?” and he pinched my hardened nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger, tugging at it, testing the elasticity. Pleasure shot through my entire body with the sensation and I could only nod helplessly in agreement to what he was doing.

I was equally as fascinated by the sight of his long fat cock sliding in and out of my twat, at the contrast between his tanned and slightly muscular frame against my pale skin. He reached down and started rubbing my clit simultaneously thrusting into me. I moaned at this assault to my senses as I felt the first wave of a great orgasm sweep through my body. I shuddered uncontrollably as he continued fingering my clit, and tensed up as I felt another orgasm ahead. He was practically slamming himself against my pussy, and the rough handling pushed me over the edge just as he roared his release as he shot load after load into my pussy. The warm jets of spunk against the walls of my cunt gave me tiny little orgasms and I gasped from the sensation.

He collapsed onto me, his face pressed between my breasts and we were both breathing hard, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I could not breathe properly with him on me, and started pushing him away but he didn’t budge. He pressed both my boobs together while he nuzzled the valley between, rubbing his face lovingly against me.

That was an unforgettable experience I had with J, who eventually became my best friend and closest confidante. He was the one I went to when I had relationship problems, he was the one who lent me a shoulder to cry on when I was down. He was there when I needed physical release and he understood and empathize with me. Rarely he judged me on my actions or behavior. So when people ask me why I do not get attached, I just shrug it off. What’s a gal got to do when all other guys pale in comparison to my best friend?

This is my first try at writing, and this happened a few years back, so I may have left out some minute details I can’t recall. I will continue to write on my other experience soon. Do let me know if there’s any way I can improve.

Regards
Just A Gal

SiLLymE · #4 06-09-2006, 09:51 AM

I glanced down at my half-naked body, trying to picture what I must have looked like to him. I was half-seated on my bed, with both my hands spread out on the bed supporting my weight, my legs wide apart, my hiked-up skirt barely covering my white panties. My body was too pale and despite losing so much weight, I needed some exercise to tone up the muscles. My rounded boobs pressed against the material of the white bra, moving up & down with my heavy breathing. My bra was slightly askew, so that my left nipple peeked out from above the lace.

His eyes latched on to my exposed nipple, and he reached out, pinched it lightly. I gasped. Both my nipples hardened instantly, and I felt a tingle below. Lowering his head, he kissed my neck, licking the tender flesh, making a wet trail downwards towards the swell of my boobs. He cupped my right boob, squeezing hard while his tongue found its way to my nipple. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked and licked vigorously. I felt his fingers slide under my panties from the side opening and when he started rubbing the swollen nub, I threw back my head and moaned. The sensation was driving me crazy with lust. I moved against his hand, rubbing against his fingers, wanting more. I reached out for his crotch, wanting to undress him and he pulled away from my reach. “Let me serve you first” he said quietly, giving me an almost loving look.

He went back to lavishing kisses and licks on my breasts. He bit and suckled on my swollen nipple, while his other hand pushed its way under my bra and cupped my breast. My hand was moving against his arm, rubbing, wishing that I could touch more of him.

“You’re so wet” he moaned, barely audible as his mouth was still pressed against my breast and he held one nipple between his teeth. He pried my pussy lips apart, and slowly inserted one finger into my cunt. “Aaahhhh….” I moaned as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy. He tugged on my nipple and bit down on the nub lightly, and the pain mixed with the pleasure his finger was giving me was almost unbearable. I held on to his head against my breasts as he increased his fingering pace, inserting a second finger into my twat, moving faster and faster while I grinded my loins against his palm.

“More… more…” I panted.

“Tell me what you want” he commanded me. I barely heard him and gasped “W..what…?”

He repeated and I looked at him through the haze of lust & passion, unable to comprehend. He waited, his fingers still in me, and I bucked once in a silent plea telling him not to stop, but he refused to move his hand, stubbornly waiting for me.

I felt heat on my face, embarrassed suddenly. Here I was, almost naked, at his mercy, and there he was, looming above me, still completely clothed, and in control, except for the obvious bulge underneath the zipper of his jeans. Sensing my hesitation, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his skillful fingers which were imbedded up to his knuckles deep in me.

“I want…I want you in me….” I moaned.

He smiled, and the warmth returned to his eyes. Pulling his fingers nearly out of my twat, he plunged them back in to the hilt and started thrusting into me with short sharp jabs. “Oh God… Oh God….” I gasped, grabbing his arm and squeezing with all my might. He increased his tempo and after only 5 or 6 more finger-fucks, I shuddered uncontrollably as with a loud “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh……!!!” my body jerked in spasms and I came and came and came.

When I finally landed back onto ground zero and opened my eyes, I found him lying by my side looking at me. One arm was draped casually across my chest, the weight flattening my breasts. Somehow, without me realizing it, he had managed to unhook my bra and I was bare-chested.

I flushed. We didn’t say anything, just lying next to each other until my breathing slowed to normal speed and I must have dozed off from the experience because the next thing I knew, I woke up with a start when I felt wet nudges against my breasts and something forcing its way into my pussy.

I opened my eyes to find J on top me. It had grown dark while I slept and it took me a while for my eyes to adjust. He was naked, and for that matter, so was I. Wow, I was to learn, undressing women was one of his many talents.

He was licking my breasts again, suckling hungrily on the pointed tip like an infant. His legs rested between mine and I felt his hardened cock throb deep in me. He must have felt me stir cos although I did not make any noise, he looked up at me looking at him.

He paused, as if seeking my permission and when I made no movement, he propped himself up on both hands. I clenched my vagina muscles the way my ex had taught me, squeezing his hardened cock with the warm internal walls of my pussy. He reacted with a sharp intake of breath. The muscles on his arms strained as he tried not to crush me with his weight and he was starting to breath more heavily.

I clenched again and this time he groaned, “Geez, you’re so tight…don’t move!” closing his eyes, and started to move within me, a millimeter a minute. Oh boy, no way was I going to last that long! I was impatient and starving, and I wanted dessert NOW. You don’t show a woman who has been on a year-long diet an international buffet que and expect her to start with soup of the day!

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started grinding my body against him with each of his thrusts. He knew I wanted it hard and fast. Kissing me deeply on the lips, he upped his pace. I moaned, opening my mouth in an invitation, hooking my legs up around his waist to give him better access and locking both arms around his neck. He plunged his tongue and cock into me simultaneously. Withdraw. Plunge. Withdraw. Plunge. In. Out. In. Out.

“Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder! Aaahhhhhhh……” I whispered, almost unaware I had said it out loud. This seemed to turn him on more, and he released all restraints and started plunging at me wildly and uncontrollably. His tight balls slapped against my bum with each plunge and the room was filled with the squishing sounds of our fucking. We were rocking my bed so hard that I feared we would have broken the legs of the bed. But for the moment, that was beyond my care. All I could concentrate on was the pleasure we were sharing. His eyes were shut, and he was muttering “God, so tight, so wet…you want that babe? You want that?! You want me to fuck your cunt?”

He pushed away, straightening his body so that he was kneeling between my legs, but his cock was still planted deep in me and I felt his cock twitch with each of his movement. I unlocked my legs from his waist and he pushed my thighs apart, spreading my legs wide open, staring hungrily at the spot where we were joined together, where his cock disappeared into my shaven pussy.

He pushed into me, pulled out and slammed his cock in again, grunting with the effort, never tearing his eyes away from my pussy. With each forceful thrust from his body, I was jerked against my bed and I felt my boobs wobbling sideways. He tore his eyes away from my pussy long enough to grab my quivering breasts and squeezed them roughly, kneading the meaty flesh. I moaned and he laughed “You like that babe? You like me to fuck you, huh? You’ve got nice tits. Such big nipples, they’re made to be sucked on. You like me to do this?” and he pinched my hardened nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger, tugging at it, testing the elasticity. Pleasure shot through my entire body with the sensation and I could only nod helplessly in agreement to what he was doing.

I was equally as fascinated by the sight of his long fat cock sliding in and out of my twat, at the contrast between his tanned and slightly muscular frame against my pale skin. He reached down and started rubbing my clit simultaneously thrusting into me. I moaned at this assault to my senses as I felt the first wave of a great orgasm sweep through my body. I shuddered uncontrollably as he continued fingering my clit, and tensed up as I felt another orgasm ahead. He was practically slamming himself against my pussy, and the rough handling pushed me over the edge just as he roared his release as he shot load after load into my pussy. The warm jets of spunk against the walls of my cunt gave me tiny little orgasms and I gasped from the sensation.

He collapsed onto me, his face pressed between my breasts and we were both breathing hard, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I could not breathe properly with him on me, and started pushing him away but he didn’t budge. He pressed both my boobs together while he nuzzled the valley between, rubbing his face lovingly against me.

That was an unforgettable experience I had with J, who eventually became my best friend and closest confidante. He was the one I went to when I had relationship problems, he was the one who lent me a shoulder to cry on when I was down. He was there when I needed physical release and he understood and empathize with me. Rarely he judged me on my actions or behavior. So when people ask me why I do not get attached, I just shrug it off. What’s a gal got to do when all other guys pale in comparison to my best friend?

This is my first try at writing, and this happened a few years back, so I may have left out some minute details I can’t recall. I will continue to write on my other experience soon. Do let me know if there’s any way I can improve.

Regards
Just A Gal

SiLLymE · #5 06-09-2006, 09:51 AM

I glanced down at my half-naked body, trying to picture what I must have looked like to him. I was half-seated on my bed, with both my hands spread out on the bed supporting my weight, my legs wide apart, my hiked-up skirt barely covering my white panties. My body was too pale and despite losing so much weight, I needed some exercise to tone up the muscles. My rounded boobs pressed against the material of the white bra, moving up & down with my heavy breathing. My bra was slightly askew, so that my left nipple peeked out from above the lace.

His eyes latched on to my exposed nipple, and he reached out, pinched it lightly. I gasped. Both my nipples hardened instantly, and I felt a tingle below. Lowering his head, he kissed my neck, licking the tender flesh, making a wet trail downwards towards the swell of my boobs. He cupped my right boob, squeezing hard while his tongue found its way to my nipple. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked and licked vigorously. I felt his fingers slide under my panties from the side opening and when he started rubbing the swollen nub, I threw back my head and moaned. The sensation was driving me crazy with lust. I moved against his hand, rubbing against his fingers, wanting more. I reached out for his crotch, wanting to undress him and he pulled away from my reach. “Let me serve you first” he said quietly, giving me an almost loving look.

He went back to lavishing kisses and licks on my breasts. He bit and suckled on my swollen nipple, while his other hand pushed its way under my bra and cupped my breast. My hand was moving against his arm, rubbing, wishing that I could touch more of him.

“You’re so wet” he moaned, barely audible as his mouth was still pressed against my breast and he held one nipple between his teeth. He pried my pussy lips apart, and slowly inserted one finger into my cunt. “Aaahhhh….” I moaned as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy. He tugged on my nipple and bit down on the nub lightly, and the pain mixed with the pleasure his finger was giving me was almost unbearable. I held on to his head against my breasts as he increased his fingering pace, inserting a second finger into my twat, moving faster and faster while I grinded my loins against his palm.

“More… more…” I panted.

“Tell me what you want” he commanded me. I barely heard him and gasped “W..what…?”

He repeated and I looked at him through the haze of lust & passion, unable to comprehend. He waited, his fingers still in me, and I bucked once in a silent plea telling him not to stop, but he refused to move his hand, stubbornly waiting for me.

I felt heat on my face, embarrassed suddenly. Here I was, almost naked, at his mercy, and there he was, looming above me, still completely clothed, and in control, except for the obvious bulge underneath the zipper of his jeans. Sensing my hesitation, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his skillful fingers which were imbedded up to his knuckles deep in me.

“I want…I want you in me….” I moaned.

He smiled, and the warmth returned to his eyes. Pulling his fingers nearly out of my twat, he plunged them back in to the hilt and started thrusting into me with short sharp jabs. “Oh God… Oh God….” I gasped, grabbing his arm and squeezing with all my might. He increased his tempo and after only 5 or 6 more finger-fucks, I shuddered uncontrollably as with a loud “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh……!!!” my body jerked in spasms and I came and came and came.

When I finally landed back onto ground zero and opened my eyes, I found him lying by my side looking at me. One arm was draped casually across my chest, the weight flattening my breasts. Somehow, without me realizing it, he had managed to unhook my bra and I was bare-chested.

I flushed. We didn’t say anything, just lying next to each other until my breathing slowed to normal speed and I must have dozed off from the experience because the next thing I knew, I woke up with a start when I felt wet nudges against my breasts and something forcing its way into my pussy.

I opened my eyes to find J on top me. It had grown dark while I slept and it took me a while for my eyes to adjust. He was naked, and for that matter, so was I. Wow, I was to learn, undressing women was one of his many talents.

He was licking my breasts again, suckling hungrily on the pointed tip like an infant. His legs rested between mine and I felt his hardened cock throb deep in me. He must have felt me stir cos although I did not make any noise, he looked up at me looking at him.

He paused, as if seeking my permission and when I made no movement, he propped himself up on both hands. I clenched my vagina muscles the way my ex had taught me, squeezing his hardened cock with the warm internal walls of my pussy. He reacted with a sharp intake of breath. The muscles on his arms strained as he tried not to crush me with his weight and he was starting to breath more heavily.

I clenched again and this time he groaned, “Geez, you’re so tight…don’t move!” closing his eyes, and started to move within me, a millimeter a minute. Oh boy, no way was I going to last that long! I was impatient and starving, and I wanted dessert NOW. You don’t show a woman who has been on a year-long diet an international buffet que and expect her to start with soup of the day!

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started grinding my body against him with each of his thrusts. He knew I wanted it hard and fast. Kissing me deeply on the lips, he upped his pace. I moaned, opening my mouth in an invitation, hooking my legs up around his waist to give him better access and locking both arms around his neck. He plunged his tongue and cock into me simultaneously. Withdraw. Plunge. Withdraw. Plunge. In. Out. In. Out.

“Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder! Aaahhhhhhh……” I whispered, almost unaware I had said it out loud. This seemed to turn him on more, and he released all restraints and started plunging at me wildly and uncontrollably. His tight balls slapped against my bum with each plunge and the room was filled with the squishing sounds of our fucking. We were rocking my bed so hard that I feared we would have broken the legs of the bed. But for the moment, that was beyond my care. All I could concentrate on was the pleasure we were sharing. His eyes were shut, and he was muttering “God, so tight, so wet…you want that babe? You want that?! You want me to fuck your cunt?”

He pushed away, straightening his body so that he was kneeling between my legs, but his cock was still planted deep in me and I felt his cock twitch with each of his movement. I unlocked my legs from his waist and he pushed my thighs apart, spreading my legs wide open, staring hungrily at the spot where we were joined together, where his cock disappeared into my shaven pussy.

He pushed into me, pulled out and slammed his cock in again, grunting with the effort, never tearing his eyes away from my pussy. With each forceful thrust from his body, I was jerked against my bed and I felt my boobs wobbling sideways. He tore his eyes away from my pussy long enough to grab my quivering breasts and squeezed them roughly, kneading the meaty flesh. I moaned and he laughed “You like that babe? You like me to fuck you, huh? You’ve got nice tits. Such big nipples, they’re made to be sucked on. You like me to do this?” and he pinched my hardened nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger, tugging at it, testing the elasticity. Pleasure shot through my entire body with the sensation and I could only nod helplessly in agreement to what he was doing.

I was equally as fascinated by the sight of his long fat cock sliding in and out of my twat, at the contrast between his tanned and slightly muscular frame against my pale skin. He reached down and started rubbing my clit simultaneously thrusting into me. I moaned at this assault to my senses as I felt the first wave of a great orgasm sweep through my body. I shuddered uncontrollably as he continued fingering my clit, and tensed up as I felt another orgasm ahead. He was practically slamming himself against my pussy, and the rough handling pushed me over the edge just as he roared his release as he shot load after load into my pussy. The warm jets of spunk against the walls of my cunt gave me tiny little orgasms and I gasped from the sensation.

He collapsed onto me, his face pressed between my breasts and we were both breathing hard, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I could not breathe properly with him on me, and started pushing him away but he didn’t budge. He pressed both my boobs together while he nuzzled the valley between, rubbing his face lovingly against me.

That was an unforgettable experience I had with J, who eventually became my best friend and closest confidante. He was the one I went to when I had relationship problems, he was the one who lent me a shoulder to cry on when I was down. He was there when I needed physical release and he understood and empathize with me. Rarely he judged me on my actions or behavior. So when people ask me why I do not get attached, I just shrug it off. What’s a gal got to do when all other guys pale in comparison to my best friend?

This is my first try at writing, and this happened a few years back, so I may have left out some minute details I can’t recall. I will continue to write on my other experience soon. Do let me know if there’s any way I can improve.

Regards
Just A Gal

techienator · #6 06-09-2006, 10:40 AM

wow, another female samster?? brave of you to take the first step in posting your experience here.. sorry to hear about ur past relationship.. hope the one tat you are relating now is the current one and all the best for your relationship..

sianren · #7 06-09-2006, 11:06 AM

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Originally Posted by SiLLymE

One day, I just woke up and swore to myself that I would not shed any more tears for this worthless person whom I’ve lost 10 years of my youth to. I was still young, in my mid-20’s, and I would grab this opportunity to enjoy life. And what better way than to enjoy what I had missed out during that 10 years?

Hi SiLLyme, sorry to hear that your 10 years of youth is wasted on your EX....but I sure U should already read all other guys sexual experience and desire to try out something (New)...

Nice we have a female samster to share your personal experience , frankly speaking though I have of doubt about (are you really a female samster here), but try to play cool sister...Camping here