At 20, Ben was old enough not to have to resort to masturbation every time he got a little horny. Oh sure, he dated, but had only gotten lucky a very few times. It seemed as though the girls just didn't turn him on that much or else they were saving themselves for marriage. He resorted to the old standby, making it with his hand. As he lay in his bed, slowly stroking his cock and fantasizing about the beautiful pussy that he was ramming his cock into, the old familiar sensations began again. The stirring way off, in some distant part of his body, then the waves of pleasure that moved into... Continue»
I would like readers to be honest and tell me if you think there is anything wrong with me. Am I different from other girls? I am starting to become concerned that I will never settle down and get married. Two of my friends have already got married, and quite a few more have steady boyfriends for sex. My problem is that I can only seem to orgasm and be truly happy when I am in a new relationship. After a few weeks the excitement seems to fade and the relationship ends. My friends know that I only started having regular sex in April, and already I've had five boyfriends and one girlfriend.....
I met my latest boyfriend on September 3rd at a local swimming pool. I often go there on a Saturday but hadn't seen this boy before. I guess it was a purely physical attraction from the start because I noticed the bulge inside his swimming trunks first, and then his chest and legs. The fact that he was quite ordinary looking didn't seem to matter and when came across and chatted and asked me out that evening I was really happy. I went home that afternoon already in a state of wet sexual arousal and found myself fingering between my legs in the shower and again when I put my panties on ready to go out with him. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of his hands going down inside them.
But I was determined that I wouldn't have sex with him: not on our very first date. But I guess I was equally sure that I probably would have sex with him on our second or third time together. After our date was coming to an end, I tried to conceal the urgency I felt inside to have sex with him as he walked me back home, but I'm still not very experienced at hiding my feelings and he asked me if I'd go to bed with him.....and after some urging I finally agreed. I guess he knew that it was only a matter of time before I agreed if he asked me often enough. It was the first time I'd had sex with a man on a first date, and afterwards I felt annoyed with myself that I'd given in so easily.
Yet, the important point is, I had an orgasm almost as soon as he undressed me, or at least as soon as he had me down to my bra and panties, and another as his tongue started to lick under my arms and around my belly button, before going lower to explore between my legs. I had another as his cock started to part my outer lips, and several more as he penetrated me and started to push ever deeper and deeper inside my kang-kang with every successive thrust. Sex, sex, and more sex followed over the next fortnight. Once at the hospital, twice in my bedroom at home when my Mum and Dad were out, and at least three times in the bushes and long grass opposite our house.
But what concerns me now is that already my passion is no longer the same intensity as when we did it in his tiny and untidy bedroom in early September. He still seems to be just as eager for me, but I am finding it more and more difficult to orgasm when we have our sex. I'm not as wet when he enters me, and it's taking him longer to get me aroused. I fear that the same pattern is repeating itself as happened with Carlo, Lucio and the other men. Why can my friends seem happy and content with just one man, and yet already I'm falling out of love with yet another boyfriend.