Losing My Virginity with Dave

He spread my legs further apart and crawled up so his face was right at my pussy. My embarrassment returned and I put my hand over it. He took my hand away and told me how beautiful my pussy was. His finger was stroking up and down lightly between my wet lips. He said he loved watching my lips swell as the blood flowed into them and watch the little droplets of lubricant form as my sexual desire grew. My name is Trish. I just turned 16 last November. It was a cold winter day in December. My girlfriend and next-door neighbor Jen and her single Dad had just taken off on a vacation visiting Jen’s Grandparents. I was playing in the snow building a snowman when a friend of Jen’s Dad stopped in to take in the mail and check on their house.

His name was Dave, probably around 35 years old. We had met several times and he was quite attractive and well built. He waved and said hello as he got out of his car and headed for the mailbox. I waved and we started a conversation about nothing much. He asked if my Mom was at work and I said yea. He said he was checking on the house and asked if I ever smoked pot. I told him I had tried it. Marijuana was quite prevalent in school but I didn’t care for it and hardly ever smoked. He asked if I would like to try some he had picked up. I can’t imagine why I said OK.

He opened the garage door got in his car and drove in the garage as I followed behind. Dave closed the garage door and we entered the house, which was not warm, so he turned the heat up a bit. We went down to the basement and Dave checked the furnace and water pipes. He glanced at the hot water heater and noticed it was still set on high. He started to turn it down to save on energy then glanced up at me sort of smiling and decided not to. We went back upstairs and sat down on the sofa in the living room. I still had my coat on but had kicked off my boots at the entrance of the house.

Dave got up and went to the kitchen and started mixing a drink, rum and coke. He asked if I would like one. I shyly said

"Sure."

Jen and I had drunk quite a bit over the last year or so. My Mom let me have wine at dinner when we went out from time to time and Jen had drunk a few times in front of her Dad. Her Mom hated it when her Dad let her drink but we never had more than one or two at the most.

Dave came back with the drinks and sat down next to me at a comfortable distance. I sipped my drink as he took out a tiny pipe and a small plastic wrap. I noticed the drink was quite strong but it tasted good. Dave lit the pipe taking a drag off of it and handed it to me.

"Hurry before it goes out." he said.

I didn’t really have time to think about it. I took a deep breath full of smoke and almost choked. I think I coughed and sneezed at the same time. We both laughed but I really felt embarrassed. He took the pipe back and took another hit then handed it back to me. I could already feel a flushness coming over me. I took a smaller breath inhaling and feeling the effect right away. I gave it back to Dave and said

"That’s enough for me."


He took another hit and sat the pipe down in an ashtray.

We sat and sipped on our drinks discussing life. Dave said I had grown up to be a very attractive young lady. I thanked him but didn’t really feel that attractive. He asked if I had a boyfriend. I told him I had a few dates with a guy but was not going steady. He asked if I had had sex yet.

Most of the girls had been experimenting but I was still a virgin.

For some reason I didn’t blush at the question but just said;

"No, not yet."

He asked what the other girls thought about their experiences. I answered that most didn’t think it was such a great deal. For some reason talking with him about sex seemed normal. He said with time and experience it would become quite pleasurable. I asked him when he had his first sexual experience. He looked at me a little surprised and said he got a late start. It wasn’t until he was 17 when he was in the Navy.

He said; "with your looks you could have any guy in school."

I said; "Right! I don’t think so."

He looked at me and smiled, shook his head and looked down at the floor. Then stood up and said

"Follow me." as he took my hand and led me into the master bathroom.

He stood next to me in front of the mirror and said

"Look at yourself closely. You have the most beautiful red hair I have ever seen". I could feel his hand gliding down my hair to my shoulders. "Look at those radiant clear green eyes. They are absolutely beautiful. Your nose is perfectly proportioned for your face. Now look at your lips. The top lip is perfectly proportioned to your lower lip at 1.3 times the size. Notice what is called Cupid’s Bow; how the skin in the middle under your nose is like a tear drop with the lips rising around it on both sides and the slight curve of the upper lips as they extend outward. They are young and plump and look so sensual."

He took a finger and wet it in his mouth and lightly glided it across my lips. I felt a little shiver go through me at his touch. I stood there staring at myself in a new way. Everything he said about my face was true. He continued;

"Take your coat off." I threw the coat on the floor. "Take that heavy sweater off".

I looked at him strangely.

He said; "I’m not going to attack you!" and we laughed. I took the heavy sweater off and dropped it on my coat. My turtleneck fit my body closely.

He said; "Look at your body." I could feel my breasts swelling with blood. I had one of those comfortable thin fabric bras on.

" I remember when you were totally flat chested. Look at how your breasts have developed." I looked at his face in the mirror. His eyes were on my nipples trying to burst through my bra. They were showing through my turtleneck like two nubs. I was afraid he was going to touch them but he didn’t. I did feel his groin against my right hip and it sent a shiver up my legs.

He continued on, his hands were now on my waist standing behind me,

"You don’t have an extra ounce of fat on your body and any guy would feel proud to have me in their arms." I felt a lump against my butt, his eyes were still on my nipples. I felt limp. All the admiration and the pot was lingering in my head. I started to retreat to the living room. As I picked up my coat and sweater I heard the water go on in the Jacuzzi tub.

He said; "It's pretty cold outside and not very warm in here. I think I will take a hot Jacuzzi. Want to join me?"

"No I don’t think so" was my reply.

We wandered out toward the living room. He stopped me in the hallway and said "Come on".

I said; "No way! My Mom would kill me and besides you’re too old for me."

Dave said; "Too old for what? What are you planning to do to me in the Jacuzzi?"

I said; "You know what I mean." We went back to the living room and sat down with the hot water running in the tub. I sipped on my drink with naughty thoughts in my head. I was thinking of the night before when I was masturbating in bed.

Dave had to wake me out of my trance. He was talking to me but I hadn’t heard a word. He had slipped closer to me, one of his knees was touching my leg.

'God there’s that feeling in my groin again.' I thought.

He said; "Come on Trish, take a Jacuzzi with me. I won’t do anything you don't want".

I didn’t say no, but just continued with my drink. After a little more conversation and rum Dave stood up and took my hand. I got up trembling.

I said; "I can’t, it’s not right".

He said; "God knows I won’t say a word."

My legs were following him to the bathroom with my hand in his. The tub was about full as he shut the faucet off and felt the water.

He said; "It’s nice and hot". He lifted his sweatshirt above his head "You going in with your clothes on?"

He took off his T-shirt and I looked at his naked chest. I pulled my turtleneck out of my jeans and lifted it over my head. 'Jesus, what am I doing?' I think.

I was fumbling with my jeans button and zipper as Dave sat on the tub and took his shoes off. He stood and undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. He sort of walked out of them as I sat on the tub and pulled my tight jeans off. My hands were shaking.

I looked up at him as our eyes locked on each other. He was in white briefs with a black pouch for his penis. They looked quite neat. His body was athletic - about six feet tall. I could see the bulge in his briefs. I stood up afraid to take anything else off. I was standing in my bra and panties looking at this almost naked man.

I watched as his thumbs slipped under the elastic band and he bent down as his briefs went to his feet. He walked out of his underwear towards the tub. He nearly touched me as he walked by. I stared at a man’s penis and balls for the first time. It wasn’t that attractive I thought to myself. The hair around his privates was close cut, but not shaved.

Butterflies were fluttering in my stomach as Dave stepped into the tub and I got up the nerve to take my bra off.

He sat half way down and said "Damn it’s hot." He looked up at me glowing. "God your breasts are more beautiful than I imagined. They were swollen larger than I ever saw them myself."

I blushed and felt the flush as my chest turned pink. I thought for a moment about getting in with my panties on but my hands were already pulling them off. His eyes were glued to my clean-shaven pussy. I quickly slipped into the hot water on the opposite side of the tub, sort of toes to toes across from him. The hot water felt good. He reached over to the jet switch and turned them on.

God it felt good, the hot bubbles hitting my body. I lay back with my eyes closed enjoying the feeling. This 35 year old guy was the first man to see me naked and he really thought I was beautiful. He actually made me feel proud and beautiful.

After a short period Dave asked me to come over and sit between his legs. I said, no way!

He said; "I won’t touch you just slip over here. I want to show you something."

I said laughing; "I know what you want to show me."

He smiled and said; "No, not that, besides you already saw that." We laughed. I guess he saw me staring. He kept coaxing me until I finally slipped over between his legs. I was being torn up inside with emotional crosscurrents.

He said; "OK now lower you head on my shoulder and relax." I lowered my head but was not relaxing even though it felt good lying back against his body.

He lowered his hand down to the floor beside the tub and picked up this piece of hose about three feet long.

I asked; "What’s that?" as he turned down the jets.

He said; "You’ll see." as he worked one end of the hose into a jet next to his leg. He worked it under his leg and my leg and pointed the other end up between my legs. I felt his left hand against my leg as he held the hose. I was really nervous. I shouldn’t be doing this. His other hand reached for the jet switch and turned it up to high. I felt this rush of hot bubbles in a heavy current running up between my legs and I almost jumped completely out of the water.

Dave said; "Whoa Nellie, relax lay your head on my shoulder and try to breath normally." He took my hand and directed it to the hose he was holding so I could direct the stream of hot bubbles.

All of my fears and inhibitions were overtaken by shear pleasure. Hot bubbles were blasting my labia, clitoris, and anus. I had never felt such pleasure. I felt his hands move up to my breasts. I didn’t try to stop him. His hands were now on my breasts caressing them as I felt an orgasm building. He kept whispering in my ear; relax, breath, let it come slowly. Now his thumbs and forefingers were pinching my swollen nipples rolling them back and forth. I thought I was going to explode; then the contractions started.

They must have lasted for a full minute.

I hesitated only slightly after my first orgasm then directed the flow back up my legs again. Now Dave was holding me to him tightly his lips were on my neck kissing me as I waited for my next orgasm. He pulled the hose from the jet just before my second orgasm.

He said "Slow down, there’s plenty of time." I felt totally frustrated as the feeling subsided. I just lay in his arms feeling his body against mine. I could feel his hard penis between my back and his stomach. I didn’t care how old he was, I wanted to feel that next orgasm. I wanted to feel his hand on my pussy holding it as tight as he was my breasts but I just laid there feeling the water and his body.

Dave whispered in my ear; "I would love to give you a massage if you have the time." It was just shortly after 1:00pm and we were naked with his hands on me and I was panting for more. I whispered back;

"I would like that." already imagining the feel of his hands on my pussy.

We stood up grabbing the towels he had at the side of the tub and dried off. I didn’t feel embarrassed any longer and felt beautiful in front of him. We entered Jen’s Dad’s bedroom and Dave pulled down the covers and I crawled in on my stomach. Dave went back to the bathroom to find some massage oil.

He came back with a container of KY lubricant. His penis was sticking out and it scared me. It had to be 10 inches long. We could never have sex. I thought of a date I recently had when I felt my date’s penis as he touched me with his finger. It was nothing like this.

Dave got in to bed and straddled my thighs I could feel his balls against my buttocks. I could feel the oil dripping on my back then Dave's hands started rubbing it in. It felt great. I slowly relaxed as he massaged my neck and the muscles on my back. I could feel his fingers at the sides of my breasts as he massaged my sides. His hands worked their way down to my waist.

After finishing my waist he slid further down between my legs spreading them for room. I was never so embarrassed in my life, as my anus became exposed. He knew what I was feeling and said;

"You even have a beautiful ass." I felt the oil drip with some going between my cheeks.

I said; "Dave, what are you doing?"

He said "Try to relax." as I felt his hands massaging my cheeks. God, it felt good. His fingers reached deeper between my cheeks and I could feel them start to stroke my anus. I stiffened and said;

"Stop it!" He asked if he was hurting me as he continued stroking me. I said; "It’s just not right."

He said; "What gives pleasure is good."

I reluctantly gave in and let him massage my anus. It did feel good. Then he lowered his head and I could feel his lips on my cheeks. He was kissing me all over my bottom telling me how beautiful I was. Then I felt his tongue start down between my cheeks. 'My God, what is he doing?' I thought.

He told me I was washed clean by the jets and he wanted to kiss me. Then his hands spread my cheeks and his tongue was on my anus stroking it. I couldn’t believe what was happening. His face was buried between my cheeks as his pointed tongue pressed against my anus. He lifted his head and said relax your muscles and let my tongue go in you. Then he was down on me again and I slowly tried to relax my anal muscles and let him have his way. I slowly got used to the idea and even enjoyed it a little.

He had me roll over on my back. I felt the oil on my chest with his hands spreading it all over my breasts. My breasts were bursting. They seemed 20% larger than I ever saw them. This was not like being felt up, this was magic. He left my nipples for last. When his oily fingers started stroking my areola and tickling the little hairs I felt shivers. Then he started the familiar finger-thumb massage on my nipples.

When I felt his mouth on my nipples the first time I thought I was going to climax. God he was good. He sucked a little, nibbled a little, and kissed a lot. His tongue stroked them then he bent over and kissed me on the lips for the first time. Slowly at first then it built into a strong passionate kiss.

I was in heaven and I knew then that I needed him inside of me to fill the void in my stomach. I could feel my juices leaking out of me. The sheet was wet under me. He dropped down to the bottom of the bed and started massaging my feet.

I thought; 'he is so close what is he doing now?'

He massaged one foot for a while pulling on each toe with long strokes. It felt good and gave me time to cool down. Then he went to my calf and massaged my calf muscle. When he got to my knee his head dropped down and he took my big toe into his mouth and started sucking on it while lightly massaging the back part of my knee. I wanted to yell, fuck me now. Then he proceeded up to my thigh. He spread oil from my knees all the way up to my crouch, one hand on the inside of my leg, the other on the outside.

I felt the fingers of his right hand on the cheek of my left buttock while the fingers of his left hand slid along my crouch touching my natural juices. He worked on my thigh muscle always ending his strokes with his hands at the highest level. The oil was no longer thick on my thighs as it mixed with my natural lubricants. His finger felt so slippery.

My sexual desires had quickly returned higher than ever. I wanted to grab his hand and guide it to my wet oozing pussy, but I didn’t have the guts. He switched to my right leg, repeating the procedure I just experienced with my left leg. When he finished with my right thigh he looked into my eyes smiling.

I said; "Touch me," as he raised the container and oil dripped on my pelvic area. I felt it run down between my pussy’s lips. I wanted to cum so badly. As his fingers started to spread the oil on my lips I felt the orgasm start. He saw my convulsions and stayed on my clitoris until I finished, slowing his strokes as my contractions ended. I opened my eyes and saw him looking into mine smiling.

He said "I love watching you when you have an orgasm". I just smiled back and said; that felt so good.

He said; "You didn’t give me a chance to really massage your pussy."

He spread my legs further apart and crawled up so his face was right at my pussy. My embarrassment returned and I put my hand over it. He took my hand away and told me how beautiful my pussy was. His finger was stroking up and down lightly between my wet lips. He said he loved watching my lips swell as the blood flowed into them and watch the little droplets of lubricant form as my sexual desire grew.

He dipped his finger into a pool of my nectar running over my anus and stuck his finger in his mouth. He smiled at the taste and dropped it back down to scoop up some more. I felt his finger glide from my anus to my lips and it excited me that he liked the taste. Instead of moving his finger to his mouth he moved it to my mouth. I shyly opened my mouth and sucked on his finger tasting my own juices. It was a little like vanilla extract out of the bottle (I found out later the lube was vanilla flavored).

His fingers were now spreading my lips apart. He touched my clitoris, which was now exposed and said;

"This little thing is as hard as I am." His face came closer and I felt his tongue dancing on my clitoris. The girls had talked about oral sex and even though we touched each other at times I could only imagine what it felt like. It didn’t take long before that now familiar feeling of an orgasm started to grow inside of me.

He kept licking and I felt my hands go to his head. I pressed his face hard into me crushing my clitoris between my pelvic area and his squashed tongue while his hands were on my cheeks pulling me to him. The only thing he could do was move his head up and down a little as my contractions came again for the third time. He let me relax as he kissed me all over my pussy and thighs. I was glad I had recently shaved.

As Dave slid up my body my legs closed out of instinct and fear. We looked into each other’s eyes. My full breasts were pressed against his chest. We didn’t speak but our lips met and I had the most passionate kiss of my life. Dave whispered that he wanted me so bad. I felt him direct my hand to his hard penis. I was trembling with delirious pleasure and fear. It was wet and slippery in my hand but it felt so large.

He said; "I won’t do anything you don’t want to do but I need you so bad". The thoughts were flying through my head, pregnancy, disease, pain, saving myself for my future husband and the passion of the present time. I also felt sorry for him. He had given me so much pleasure with him getting nothing in return. Passion and sorrow won out as I felt his hand go between my legs spreading one away from the other. I helped spread my legs.

He positioned himself so that the tip of his hard penis was just touching the wet lips of my pussy. I held it at the right position and felt my lips spreading as the head of his penis entered me. He did this about four times. Each time was easier. I can’t express the wonderful feeling as the head slipped in over and over. Then the wonderful feeling of his head slipping inside again adding another inch. We continued doing this until he had about six inches inside of me. He said I can’t last much longer as he pressed deeper. Now he was moving faster in and out. We were both perspiring and my breasts were slipping against his chest as he slid forward and backward. Everything about it felt good.

Then I felt it. The head of his penis was against my cervix and going all the way in. I could feel the pain as he pumped harder and harder. I just held him tightly trying to slow his thrusts. Then I felt his groan as he squirted his first load of cum in me. I started making noises too and pushing against him so he thought I was cumming with him. It hurt, but I wanted the feeling of love more. I could feel the wet cum in me with no place to go. It would slip out with each thrust making weird noises. Then he just collapsed on me breathing hard.

His hard penis started to soften but I could still feel it inside of me. I had this contented feeling inside of me with him laying on me breathing hard knowing I had satisfied him. I was so worked up inside with emotions. Tears started welling in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. Dave kissed my tears and asked if I was OK.

I started sobbing and muttered; "I am so happy". I wanted to say; I love you so much, but hesitated.

I shifted to the side some so I could breathe easier but when I did I felt him slide out of me. I reached down between my legs and felt his cum oozing out of me. I scooped a little up and held his limp penis in my hand with his cum. The pain was subsiding. We both wanted to go to sleep but I had to get home before my Mom. We laid there with me listening to his heartbeat. He was telling me how hot and soft and wet I was and how it made him feel when he was inside of me. I felt like a total woman.

As I kissed him goodbye and left the bedroom Dave was taking the sheets off of the bed to wash. He pointed to some blood spots on the sheet and said I should get a check up. I managed to get home and wash up before my Mom arrived. I inserted a tampon and never had any trouble afterward. Until this moment I have never told anyone how I lost my virginity.

I would see Dave from time to time at Jen’s Dad’s place. Normally we would just look at each other and smile. Only once did we ever refer to that afternoon. I was at Jen’s birthday party and Dave wondered up to me put his arm around me and said;

"You know, your still a beautiful woman. I can’t tell you how much I think about that day and I will never forget you". I looked up at him with desire in my eyes and put my arm around his waist and said;

"Thanks Dave, I think of you too."

Now as I write this confession 24 years later I remember it as vividly as the day it happened. I now have a daughter 16 years old and a son 14. I am wondering how their first experience will go. Even with all of the sex education and books available there is really no way to prepare a woman for the first time. I just feel very fortunate to have had an experienced, loving individual help me through it.

Now I wonder where all that passion has gone. I have been married for 22 years and last week I had sex once. My husband finished and rolled over and fell asleep. My hand had drifted down between my legs and I slowly massaged my clitoris with his cum thinking of my first night until I heard his deep breathing. Then three fingers started stroking faster until I climaxed. My husband often comes home from work late. Sex seems to be more of an obligation than a desire. I wonder if my husband is having an affair with a more attractive woman.

Last week I wandered over to my bathroom mirror naked. I looked closely at myself.

My hair is still full and red, my eyes are still clearly green, and it’s the same nose. I looked closely at my lips and smiled remembering Dave’s words about Cupid’s Bow. The bow may have a few more wrinkles but they still are plump with a 1.3 to 1 ratio. My breasts are a little less perky but for a moment I feel this shiver run down my groin as they swell and the nipples harden. I held them and closed my eyes imagining him holding them in the Jacuzzi while I held the hose. I opened my eyes and could see the tears starting to run down my cheek. The thought of having an affair had been going through my mind a lot lately.

(As I write this true story I am sitting at my computer with only a nightgown on opened from the neck down. I’m sitting on a doubled towel and I’m having trouble keeping my finger out of my pussy. My nectar is flowing as I recall the details and recent events.)

I had gone to the mall last week and was lost in thought looking at a pretty purple lace bra and panty set at Victoria Secrets. A handsome man in a suit came up to me and said;

"My name is Dave and I couldn’t help but see you looking in the store window and I thought you looked like someone I would like to get to know better. I would like to buy you a drink." I looked up at him and thought for moment. He was quite handsome, dressed in a nice suit with shined shoes. I smiled at the mention of the name Dave and said;

"OK, I’m Trish."

We walked across the mall to Gilbert's where we sat in a booth. He ordered a Jack Daniels on the rocks. I thought for a moment and ordered a rum and coke bringing back memories. We had a nice interesting conversation. He was a stockbroker and married. He asked for my cell phone number as we left and said maybe we could have lunch some time. I said OK and gave him my number. I thought about it later;' he’s married, obviously looking to get laid.'

The very next day my cell phone rang at work. I answered and low and behold it was Dave. He said

"I would really like to have lunch with you tomorrow. Why don’t you meet me at Sharpies at the Hampton Inn near the mall at 12:15?"

I thought for a moment and feeling my chest flush and my nipples harden and said;

"OK 12:15."

I needed to be desired. I only had an hour for lunch so there was no chance of getting laid the next day but I wanted to look sexy. That evening I stopped in Victoria Secrets and picked up the bra and panty set on my way home.

I was filled with excitement the next morning. It felt good looking forward to something exciting. I spent extra time on my make up and hair, put on my new bra and panties and a shear see through low cut blouse. I matched it with a short tight skirt and four-inch heels. I was really nervous as 11:30 rolled by. I took off at 12:00 and told my boss I may be a few minutes late and he nodded OK.

I parked at the Hampton Inn near the entrance and walked in. There was a waiting room in the lobby before the entrance to the restaurant. I saw Dave stand and walk towards me with a menu in his hand. I felt radiant and excited. He gave me a peck on the cheek and said

"You have a choice."

He held out both hands; one contained a menu and the other a room key. I hesitated long enough to feel him press the room key to one hand. I was caught totally by surprise but I followed as he gripped my hand and led me to the elevators placing the menu on the waiting room table as we passed. Another couple got on the elevator and it took forever to get to the 7th floor. I felt myself flush and my chest turn pink as my breast swelled with sexual excitement. My groin was on fire. The other couple got off on the fifth floor and he held me close to him as we rose to seven.

I felt like that 16-year-old virgin with shivers running up and down my spine hitting those sexual points necessary for the juices to run. I slipped the magnetic key into the slot as we arrived at the room and opened the door. No sooner were we in the room he pulled me to him and started unbuttoning my blouse. I grabbed his belt, undid the buckle, and pulled it free. I undid his pants and slid them down his legs with his underwear as he pulled my blouse free.

His cock was standing straight out.

I undid my own skirt when he fumbled and let it drop with my panties. We moved towards the bed as I undid my bra and let it fall. I pushed him back onto the bed and he struggled to the center. We were both on fire. I felt beautiful and desired. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked on the head lightly. I brought as much spit in my mouth as I could and let it drop down around his cock for lubrication. I positioned myself straddling him on my knees. My hands were on the headboard and he positioned his hard cock under me.

I was already drooling my nectar as I sat halfway down on him. I could felt the head spread my lips. I love that feeling. I lifted myself all the way out then slowly lowered all the way down. It felt wonderful as he filled my void. I rode him like a bronco. His hands were on my ass pushing and pulling me back and forth. I was leaning forward crushing my clit between our pelvic bones. My breasts were swinging with my back and forth movements. The whole bed was moving, hitting the wall with each thrust.

He said "It takes me forever to cum on my back."

I said; "Good."

I closed my eyes as I felt my orgasm coming and thought of Dave entering me for the first time. After I climaxed I moved off of Dave’s thighs and lay on my back as he moved on top of me.

I said; "Please lick my pussy a little first." I was no longer 16 and in control. I felt his tongue on my pussy and I thought of my first oral experience. As I felt the pressure building inside the volcano between my legs I pulled Dave up my body. I had him enter me over and over with just the head of his cock. I could tell he was ready to cum.

I grabbed his cheeks and forced him fully inside of me. We grunted a lot and I let out a loud moan as my volcano erupted and spewed lava out of me. Dave said

"You are beautiful. I wanted you the first minute I laid eyes on you but I didn’t expect this."

I wasn’t embarrassed. I told him how I had been starved for affection and how I wanted to be desired for so long. He suggested we see each other maybe once or twice a month just to fuck and try new things. I hugged him and we kissed and I said

"That’s a good idea".

(I’m sitting at my computer chair on a wet towel thrashing my clitoris with my hand. I can feel it coming. Oh God!... I just climaxed and can’t wait for my next rendezvous with Dave.)