Alright guys so I was wondering what your best sexual experience was.
Below is my story, (Beware spelling and usage errors ahead)
Mine was a few years ago while I was in College. My roommate was a really douche bag. He had this ridiculously hot blonde girlfriend and he never trusted her. He would cheat on her all the time and never trusted her, hypocrite I know. I would learn from her later that the reason why he was such an asshole was he thought he had a big dick. Yeah let me just say I never once saw it. So I could only take her word for it. But I digress, I was a good roommate, so every time she would freak she would come to me and she would vent, I would reassure; life went on.
I remember the day I realized that this girl was amazing. We were sitting just watching TV, my roomie had soccer practice. All of a sudden one of my friends just starts spouting the ridiculousness that fills her head. The Blonde just sat quietly, then gave her defense. It was literally word for word what I was gonna say. I sat there with my mouth open for a good minute.
Anyway one day she calls me just crying, once again at the time I was being a good roommate. She then tells me how apparently she found out my roomie had be cheatin on her with 2 of her friends. She saw him kissing her friend and just went off on him. He broke up with her and she was feeling like crap. So understand that this is where the story gets funny, looking back I could have missed this opportunity had I not asked her to meet me for coffee the next day to talk.
Now I think you Deserve a description of the Blonde. She is 5'6, highly athletic, and an ass girls kill for. She also was smart enough to be able to understand what "Fluorescence" means. (Understand this occurred in California, some of the most beautiful women live there...few of them can add.) She had the deepest Hazel eyes of any woman I had met and she also had what I still think is the flattest stomach on the planet; next to Megan Fox. Funniest part, she was a nymphomaniac. She needed to orgasm about once every 3 hours to stay sane. This girl had a Shower head, a massager and a rabbit dildo, and still would get fucked senseless. But what was most interesting was, she knew me. I know that sounds weird but it is very true. She could tell when something was wrong and she could tell when I needed to talk to her. She just knew.
So fast forward to Starbucks, understand I was the nice guy in high school, so I had heard the whole hot girl/dumb guy thing. But as usual she used that one word we as men hate hearing. No not pregnant, Love. She was in love with him. I just remember thinking this is not good. But anyway 4 frapachinos, 3 hours of talking, lotsa music talk and she was finally ready to leave. She then did the most peculiar thing ever, she kissed me on the cheek. I put it out of my mind and left, went to a party got drunk with friends and poured myself into bed at like 4 in the morning.
Then it happened the text that would change it all. 6:30, yes thats right A.M. my phone rings. Thats 2 hours before my alarm for class and 4 before I actually was gonna get up. I eventually get to my phone and I see its a text from Blondie, it says 'hey wake up sleepy head!' I was speechless. I expected to never hear from this woman again, yet here she was textin me...really fuckin early.
So for the next week or so she would text me, and we would talk every night. Usually just to make sure she hadn't killed herself in depression. I really wasn't focusing on her but it would become readily apparent I should. Then on one Friday I get a text saying she wants to do something crazy.
As was her Friday ritual she had gone drinking with the girls. I had met them the week earlier and let me tell you, Blondie was the most attractive one by such a far shot the girls were just hoping to get laid by her offshoot. They all argued over which of the friends would get me and I just remembering her giving shit to all of them over it. Well her wonderful friends wanted her to do something crazy to get over my Roomie. So they suggested a Tattoo. Blondie said no, its LA guess what, yep aspiring actress. So they then decided on something alittle more fun.
Get this at 9:30 on a Friday I received a text saying 'you'll never guess what I got.' My reply; "Tattoo??" She said, "No better, I got a Clit Piercing." Understand I was at dinner with friends, I spat my Ice Tea in the guy Across from me's face. I was literally speechless. I was by no means devout in High School, yes I was the nice guy. But I was the nice guy who got laid, alot. I once had sex with all but 3 cheerleaders at my school. Understand it wasnt by my hand, they told one another and they all just got curious.
Understand I'm not a big guy. I'm 5'11, athletic build, broad shoulders, and messy brown hair. I have taken one form or another of martial arts my entire life and that kept me in shape. It also kept me from being stabbed a few times, but hey mixed blessings. And before you ask yes I am white, but my father isn't. He is as black a night. So the question I tended to get in High School, was "Is your dick big?" I usually would just reply "Eh, nope super small. Like embarrassingly so." In high school I was 5'8 with an 8.5 inch dick. Most woman were repeat customers. Many were surprised cause they thought I was telling the truth. But hey I didnt care. By the time I was a freshman in college I had a solid 9 inches. I got alot of sex. Too much at times, I would say college actually mellowed that out in me.
So when I say I was surprised by a clit ring it was actual surprise. I had literally never experienced one. So being the deviant I was I asked a simple question, "Cool. Can I See It?" I got the response "Of course silly why else would I tell you about it?" Over the next 2 days she would tell me all about how it felt and how she really wanted to fuck with it. So once again I pushed her to see if she was up to it.
Thank god for the man who created Picture Messaging. I received some of the most amazing pictures in those 2 days. Lingerie, Posing, Naked, Wet, Bikini, In a sex position, hell she even put her dildo in and took a picture. When Monday came around I had to see her. So I took the plunge, I asked her to come over.
I think she might have killed someone coming over to our school, she went somewhere else. Cause when I was going to my second class of the day I received a message saying "Hey so I'm 10 min away, are you in your room?" I was once again speechless. This girl dropped what she was doing on a Monday afternoon to come see me, just cause I asked. Let me just say I left class just as my professor was coming in. I then sent my roommate what would become our joke for the year, "Hey man I kinda need the room for a bit, is that cool?" God bless his heart for the response I got "Yeah man, after all the sex you've been let me have, You can have it for as long as you want." Dangerous, he just gave me permission to be alone with a Nymphomaniac for prolonged periods of time...simple to say I was giddy.
So I got to my room so fast I put the Flash to shame. I did the usual, Made my bed closed my closet, Lysol'd the crap outta my room (my roommate didnt believe in doing laundry.) So I just finished hooking up my sound system with some relaxing music and I hear a knock on my door. I open it to Blondie. She is standing there in a skin tight white tank top. He shorts were so small I could tell what color panties she was wearing, pink. No bra cause her nipples are rock hard. She flashed her smile and strode into my room like I had seen so many times...but this time she plopped herself down on my bed not his.
She had the usual stressful day and just wanted a friendly face. Boys listen to me now whenever a woman just stops by its never cause they wanna vent. They want whats in your pants. Play it cool. She said she was hungry, so we ordered from a close by Chinese food place. This place was awesome they would bribe the facilities at my school for keys to every dorm. They were the only place to deliver right to the door.
(To Be Continued)
Below is my story, (Beware spelling and usage errors ahead)
Mine was a few years ago while I was in College. My roommate was a really douche bag. He had this ridiculously hot blonde girlfriend and he never trusted her. He would cheat on her all the time and never trusted her, hypocrite I know. I would learn from her later that the reason why he was such an asshole was he thought he had a big dick. Yeah let me just say I never once saw it. So I could only take her word for it. But I digress, I was a good roommate, so every time she would freak she would come to me and she would vent, I would reassure; life went on.
I remember the day I realized that this girl was amazing. We were sitting just watching TV, my roomie had soccer practice. All of a sudden one of my friends just starts spouting the ridiculousness that fills her head. The Blonde just sat quietly, then gave her defense. It was literally word for word what I was gonna say. I sat there with my mouth open for a good minute.
Anyway one day she calls me just crying, once again at the time I was being a good roommate. She then tells me how apparently she found out my roomie had be cheatin on her with 2 of her friends. She saw him kissing her friend and just went off on him. He broke up with her and she was feeling like crap. So understand that this is where the story gets funny, looking back I could have missed this opportunity had I not asked her to meet me for coffee the next day to talk.
Now I think you Deserve a description of the Blonde. She is 5'6, highly athletic, and an ass girls kill for. She also was smart enough to be able to understand what "Fluorescence" means. (Understand this occurred in California, some of the most beautiful women live there...few of them can add.) She had the deepest Hazel eyes of any woman I had met and she also had what I still think is the flattest stomach on the planet; next to Megan Fox. Funniest part, she was a nymphomaniac. She needed to orgasm about once every 3 hours to stay sane. This girl had a Shower head, a massager and a rabbit dildo, and still would get fucked senseless. But what was most interesting was, she knew me. I know that sounds weird but it is very true. She could tell when something was wrong and she could tell when I needed to talk to her. She just knew.
So fast forward to Starbucks, understand I was the nice guy in high school, so I had heard the whole hot girl/dumb guy thing. But as usual she used that one word we as men hate hearing. No not pregnant, Love. She was in love with him. I just remember thinking this is not good. But anyway 4 frapachinos, 3 hours of talking, lotsa music talk and she was finally ready to leave. She then did the most peculiar thing ever, she kissed me on the cheek. I put it out of my mind and left, went to a party got drunk with friends and poured myself into bed at like 4 in the morning.
Then it happened the text that would change it all. 6:30, yes thats right A.M. my phone rings. Thats 2 hours before my alarm for class and 4 before I actually was gonna get up. I eventually get to my phone and I see its a text from Blondie, it says 'hey wake up sleepy head!' I was speechless. I expected to never hear from this woman again, yet here she was textin me...really fuckin early.
So for the next week or so she would text me, and we would talk every night. Usually just to make sure she hadn't killed herself in depression. I really wasn't focusing on her but it would become readily apparent I should. Then on one Friday I get a text saying she wants to do something crazy.
As was her Friday ritual she had gone drinking with the girls. I had met them the week earlier and let me tell you, Blondie was the most attractive one by such a far shot the girls were just hoping to get laid by her offshoot. They all argued over which of the friends would get me and I just remembering her giving shit to all of them over it. Well her wonderful friends wanted her to do something crazy to get over my Roomie. So they suggested a Tattoo. Blondie said no, its LA guess what, yep aspiring actress. So they then decided on something alittle more fun.
Get this at 9:30 on a Friday I received a text saying 'you'll never guess what I got.' My reply; "Tattoo??" She said, "No better, I got a Clit Piercing." Understand I was at dinner with friends, I spat my Ice Tea in the guy Across from me's face. I was literally speechless. I was by no means devout in High School, yes I was the nice guy. But I was the nice guy who got laid, alot. I once had sex with all but 3 cheerleaders at my school. Understand it wasnt by my hand, they told one another and they all just got curious.
Understand I'm not a big guy. I'm 5'11, athletic build, broad shoulders, and messy brown hair. I have taken one form or another of martial arts my entire life and that kept me in shape. It also kept me from being stabbed a few times, but hey mixed blessings. And before you ask yes I am white, but my father isn't. He is as black a night. So the question I tended to get in High School, was "Is your dick big?" I usually would just reply "Eh, nope super small. Like embarrassingly so." In high school I was 5'8 with an 8.5 inch dick. Most woman were repeat customers. Many were surprised cause they thought I was telling the truth. But hey I didnt care. By the time I was a freshman in college I had a solid 9 inches. I got alot of sex. Too much at times, I would say college actually mellowed that out in me.
So when I say I was surprised by a clit ring it was actual surprise. I had literally never experienced one. So being the deviant I was I asked a simple question, "Cool. Can I See It?" I got the response "Of course silly why else would I tell you about it?" Over the next 2 days she would tell me all about how it felt and how she really wanted to fuck with it. So once again I pushed her to see if she was up to it.
Thank god for the man who created Picture Messaging. I received some of the most amazing pictures in those 2 days. Lingerie, Posing, Naked, Wet, Bikini, In a sex position, hell she even put her dildo in and took a picture. When Monday came around I had to see her. So I took the plunge, I asked her to come over.
I think she might have killed someone coming over to our school, she went somewhere else. Cause when I was going to my second class of the day I received a message saying "Hey so I'm 10 min away, are you in your room?" I was once again speechless. This girl dropped what she was doing on a Monday afternoon to come see me, just cause I asked. Let me just say I left class just as my professor was coming in. I then sent my roommate what would become our joke for the year, "Hey man I kinda need the room for a bit, is that cool?" God bless his heart for the response I got "Yeah man, after all the sex you've been let me have, You can have it for as long as you want." Dangerous, he just gave me permission to be alone with a Nymphomaniac for prolonged periods of time...simple to say I was giddy.
So I got to my room so fast I put the Flash to shame. I did the usual, Made my bed closed my closet, Lysol'd the crap outta my room (my roommate didnt believe in doing laundry.) So I just finished hooking up my sound system with some relaxing music and I hear a knock on my door. I open it to Blondie. She is standing there in a skin tight white tank top. He shorts were so small I could tell what color panties she was wearing, pink. No bra cause her nipples are rock hard. She flashed her smile and strode into my room like I had seen so many times...but this time she plopped herself down on my bed not his.
She had the usual stressful day and just wanted a friendly face. Boys listen to me now whenever a woman just stops by its never cause they wanna vent. They want whats in your pants. Play it cool. She said she was hungry, so we ordered from a close by Chinese food place. This place was awesome they would bribe the facilities at my school for keys to every dorm. They were the only place to deliver right to the door.
(To Be Continued)