My First Time with C, part two

(Read Part One)

Later I learned that one of two things sometimes happens the first time I have sex with a woman. I either can't get an erection for a short period of time, or, I can't cum. I fucked a certain woman for five or six hours, almost all night, and never came. She didn't complain, but she said she felt sorry for me. Maybe the latter was just a problem early in my life, because it hasn't really happened again.

With C, I felt my cock go limp. I really wanted to fuck her; everything we had done for weeks led to us being naked. Every email we sent; everything we said to each other; the way we looked at each other; the way we fell into each other's arms whenever we had the chance; everything spoke of sex. I am sure that people who knew us we certain we were fucking. We weren't, but we both knew we could once she got over the issue of me being attached, an attachment that ended a few months later, thank god.

She was understanding about the temporary impasse, which was a relief. It was also a relief to discover, a few minutes later, that my cock had caught up to my brain. I moved into the missionary position and moved slowly into her wet box, and man, it felt so good. I had wanted to be inside her for weeks, and there she was, completely naked beneath me, her breasts looking up at me, her nipples hard, her mouth open, eyes closed, pussy wet, hot, and hungry. And, I could fuck her as long as I wanted.

I felt her legs wrap partly around me, her hands on my back. She was breathing hard, panting as my cock slide gently in and out of her. I was amazed that she came so fast, but it gave me the opportunity to make her cum again and again.

The C Word

A friend of mine recently confessed that she has difficulty saying vulva and vagina, and that there is no way that she can say any of the other slang terms for the female pleasure zone. I have often wondered about what term women prefer and have been surprised by their answers.

One woman told me that she likes pussy, but that cunt is too harsh. Others have told me that cunt is a fine word and that they like it. One even said "there are some words you just gotta learn to say." Then, there are the variations, which usually mean terms that are somewhat vague, like 'down there'.

I'm flexible. If she likes pussy, I'll say pussy. If she likes cunt, I'll say cunt.

I'm tempted to ask what you think, but I am fairly certain that this blog is largely unread and maybe that is a good thing.

A Failed Breakup

We were supposed to break up, but it didn't take. Instead, last week, she was kneeling between my legs in a secluded corner of a semi-public building. We were supposed to break up because I am married and she is single. But, we cannot keep our hands off each other, even after all of this time, after an uncounted number of sexual unions, nekcing, blow jobs, finger-fucking, groping is stairwells, dark places, alley, theatres, parks.

We met last week. It was unplanned, unscheduled, and not supposed to happen. But, our hands touched, we kissed, we hugged, we found a place near by and I got my hands into her jeans and made her cum. I unhooked her bra and took her nipples into my mouth. I pinched her nipples. She unzipped my pants, took my cock into her hand, and then knelt in front of me and took my cock as far as she could into her mouth.

I love her mouth. I love cumming in her mouth. I love her.

I looked at this today (sexually explicit link).

Horny

I'm feeling very horny tonight. I don't suppose that there are any women in Toronto reading this blog ;-)

My First Time with C.

Aside from the fact that a cockroach walked up the wall a few minutes after it was over, and aside from the fact that I had a slight anxiety attack (after all I was married at the time), it wasn't bad once we really got going. For three weeks, we had kissed and touched, spent tons of time together, and drank lots of coffee. I don't remember the day, but I think it was January and cold.

We ended up at her place, having stopped for condoms along the way. That receipt, stuck in my wallet, caused me problems later, but that is another story. I think we ate first; we talked; we looked at each other. The rest is almost a blur. It was 10 years ago or maybe 11. Anyway, soon, I had my tongue in her mouth, my thigh wedged between her legs. Still dressed, we pressed our bodies together. My hand slipped under her shirt and I cupped her breast, still inside her bra.

I really don't know how we got to be naked. I love undressing women, but I can't really say how we lost our clothes. I sucked nipples, kissed her lips, held her breasts, and let a hand find her wet opening. She liked that. I might have made her cum like that, or her first orgasm might have been when my tongue started licking her between her smooth thighs.

She tasted good. I massaged her clit with my tongue, ran it around her lips, dipping it into her tunnel. She sounded good. She moaned. I was rock hard. I opened the condom, slipped it on, and then my worst fears were realized: I lost my erection.

Part two is coming up later...

Notes from the 1st marriage, Part 1

Courtship

In the early days, we had copious amounts of sex. There was, in fact, copious copulation. That is, once she finally gave in. She had been holding out. And then, when it finally happened, I discovered that she was not a virgin. I had so expected that she was, not that that made a difference to me. I didn't have some sort of fetish for untouched women. Even now, I prefer a woman who really knows how to fuck. I just assumed that she was a virgin and I was wrong.

We met in our undergrad, and within a few months, we were fucking like crazy. We screwed everywhere. Those were the days when we would visit my dad, go up to my old room and fuck, sometimes twice. We had sex 11 times in one week (that doesn't seem like so much now, I have to say). But, I remembered the number and I told my friend about it. I remember one night, we had sex 5 times on a water bed. That record stood for me for while: I broke it last year, 16 years later. That's not bad, I say. (Forget what you have heard about men being at their sexual peak at 18: that's a load of crap).

Suddenly, the sex stopped. Really, it slowed down. She was worried that I only wanted sex. That's what she said. I knew it was true, but I couldn't say that I only wanted her pussy. I did like being with her, but I knew I was constantly looking at other woman, thinking about their tits, wanting to see them stripped bare, wanting to lick and fuck them. Even then, I felt obsessed.

I dumped my small collection of porn before moving in with her. There wasn't much: just a few girlie mags, nothing hardcore. But, I remember that I had a fabulous number of wanks looking at the glossy cunts and hard nipples, wishing that I could be part of the photo.

Where have I been?

I know, it been ages since I lasted posted. Forgive me, for I have sinned. When I have a spare moment, I will update this blog.

A Sexual Alphabet

A is for ample, anal and ass
B is for breasts, bondage and boots
C is for clitoris, cock and curious
D is for dungeon, dildo and deep
E is for ecstasy, erotic and ejaculation
F is for finger, frolic and fuck
G is for g-spot, gay and gang bang
H is for hard, harder and hardest
I is for insertion, infidelity and inches
J is for jacking, jealous and jism
K is for kissing, kinky and knob
L is for lick, lesbian and latex
M is for masturbation, marriage and mammary
N is for nylons, necking and nooky
O is for onanism, orgasm and ooh!
P is for penetration, pumping and plundered
Q if for queer, queen and quench
R is for randy, racy and raunchy
S is for suck, slut and swallow
T is for tight, tits and tart
U if for uniform, undress, and unbelievable
V is for vagina, virgin and vixen
W is for wet, wild and willing
X is for x-rated, xxx and Xavier
Y is for you, yummy and yearn
Z if for zipper, zealous and zelophile

My First Time with S.

I remember that we had been necking a lot that summer. After a while, she let me play with her breasts. Soon, our making out sessions included me getting my hands up her skirt and into her panties. I remember how her face flushed and I knew she was wet even before I touched her. I felt her erect nipples, then worked my hand under her clothing until my fingers were inside her. I'd carry that smell of her pussy around on my hands for a few days before it was completely gone. As much as I loved this, I really wanted to fuck her.

I never guessed that it would happen in her single bed early in the evening with her parents watching Dan Rather in the living room only a few feet away. This time, I started to undress her. I wanted her naked. I got her top off and licked and sucked her nipples. She liked that, although I realized just then that she had never laid a hand on me, never once reached down to touch my stiff cock. She avoided it.

When her pants came off, I did what I thought was the natural and expected thing to do: I tried to go down on her and she stopped me! I was stunned. What woman, I wondered, doesn't like to receive oral sex? It makes no sense. She was not interested in giving me any either. But, fuck, we did.

There is nothing like the first time: the fast breathing, hearts racing, that first penetration, the wetness, the hot slippery wetness, the smooth slippery pussy, and I was thrusting and she closed her eyes. My tongue in her mouth and then on her tits, a hand tucked around her ass and rubbing her clit. There was no condom, just hard throbbing skin sliding into her wet hole.

She came, arching her back, eyes closed. I love that part, when she is done and you are not. You can try to bring her off again or just finish. (I also realized that she was a missionary girl). So, I stayed in that position, moved back onto my knees so that I could see my cock slip in and out of her cunt. I really wanted to roll her over, to screw her from the back, but I knew that wouldn't happen.

I was enjoying it still, the hot wet pussy, my cock, long and hard and ready to explode. I leaned in and whispered that I loved fucking and she cringed. She didn't like dirty talk. I wanted to tell her that her cunt was hot, that her tits looked awesome, but she clearly hated the word fuck. I sensed that she wanted me to finish. I wanted to see the action again, so I leaned back to watch my cock fuck her. And, soon I came. I really slammed into her and came hard. I may have said "fuck that was good," but I am not sure.

Soon, there was a wet spot on the bed.

Sexual Addiction

I haven't posted too much recently. I was wondering about the term sexual addiction, mostly because I wonder if I'm an addict. I can go without sex for a while but it an overpowering desire that I have difficulty suppressing. At one point in my life, I was married with two girlfriends, both of them very awesome. It seemed that I was continually having sex.

I am not sure that there are sex addicts. After all, if you took a self-diagnosed sex addict on a camping trip with no possibility for sexual outlet, I am sure that they would function fine and not have some sort of withdrawal event. That, to me, is addiction: the fact that you have withdrawal. I thought I was an addict, but I think that I am merely obsessed. I enjoy sex immensely.

There was a time when I was interested in phone sex, escorts, massage parlors, pornography, etc. I have now channeled that energy into real women who enjoy sex. My girlfriend doesn't want to have sex, she wants me to fuck her. That, I like. She loves to swallow. She likes greek. She's awesome. But, the truth is that if an awesome woman propositioned me, I would not refuse. Maybe I am just a slut.

Next week, we have plans to do this.

This has been a good week. This was a three blow job week. And, we had hot sex in a chair. Next week will be good. She has plans for me.

Today

Today was a good day. Anytime a woman chooses to give a blow job to a man is a good day. Even better is the fact that she loves to swallow. I can't begin to calculate the amount she has swallowed in the last year. She likes oral sex as much as I do.

Yesterday

She screwed me on a chair. But first, I went down on her. We have been having sex for over a year, and I am still so ravenously hungry for her pussy. It is perfect; it is beautiful; it smells good; it tastes divine; it feels good. I can't get enough., and I have licked her to several orgasms in a row.

There is something so awesome about being straddled on a chair. It may be that her tits are at the right height: they stare me in the face and I can pay lots of attention to them. I can reach around and get my fingers inside her ass. She loves that. I love the way she rides me, the way she only seems to care about herself. The way her head arches back when she cums and then says she wants more.

My First Visit to a Massage parlor (a few years ago)

I have only gone a handful of times, and not for at least 4 years.

On the advice of someone posting on TERB, I took the subway and headed north. I had never done anything like that before, so I thought,why not? I paid my $25 or $30 to a woman and was led into a room with a massage table. She told me to undress and that the attendant would be with me soon. I stripped off and relaxed, face down, on the massage table.

Soon, a young, slim, Asian woman entered. She asked if I preferred oil or powder. I choose oil. She began to give me a gentle back massage. After a few moments, she started working on my legs. Every now and again, her hand grazed my testicles. Later, she slipped a hand under me and found that I was hard. She asked me to turn over so that she could do the front.

At first, she paid some attention to my chest and front of my legs, but them she put more oil in her hands and lubricated my cock. She didn't really say anything. She worked her oily hand up and down. After some time, I grabbed her ass and then I came. She got a hot towel and cleaned up the mess.



Resistance is Futile

I have finally given in to the idea of maintaining some sort of online journal or diary or record of my sexual side. I have other blogs, but I think that a separate one would allow me wider range to discuss this part of me.

I am not sure how often I will be able to update this blog, but if you come back, you will see for yourself.

I am a straight male with a very strong sexual appetite.

I would love comments.