I just read the thread on need help on getting started and it reminded me of my first time.
I was as nervous as hell fucking scared shitless, I mean really scared. But not quite as hopless as need help, I fiqured it out how to pick a lady and set it up with out any help.
Any way I had visions of cops busting me. A big ass boyfriend jumping out of the closet some crack addicted whore, forgive the word, ok, I know some lady just said she was offended by the word.
But an english prof told me in the right circumstance any word is ok, if its in the right circumstance.
And that was my thoughts and fears at the time a crack whore, was going to meet me at the door,
I booked the shortest session possible I think half an hour, I just wanted to get my first time done but I picked the classiest lady I could find with the best reviews I could find.
I wasn't even sure about what I wanted from her, I had ideas of just a meet and greet talk to see if this was for me.
The women was a dream magical. She took my breath away beautiful blonde. She met me at the door with a very short open house coat, bra and thong.
She took me at the door and kissed me, her tongue popped into my mouth, it was warm wet and soft.
I followed that white thong up her stairway, she was like a ghost I followed in a dream,
In her bed I just sat there and mumbled something that happens to me at the best of times when Im confronted with a beautiful girl, I can just loose the ability to speak.
The lady she was perfect. She never missed a beat.
She whispered something in my ear. So soft I wasnt even sure I heard it.
I can take care of you.
And she reached down my pants.
Amazing like a dream, I love her for that first experiance.
But it also scared me. I realized just how inexperianced I was sexually.
It took me two years to go back to her.
yeah I am that fucking stupid.
When I saw her again,
I thought she won't remember me.
But immediatly she asked
what happened to me, where did you go.
I had to tell her the truth,
I said you scared the hell out of me.
Why she wanted to know.
I told her straight she was too much of a women for me.
And now she laughed.
You still are I told her, but I grew a set.
An amazing women.
One of a few I met.
were still friends.
Only one of several sps I call friends.
Dam I love sp's
I was as nervous as hell fucking scared shitless, I mean really scared. But not quite as hopless as need help, I fiqured it out how to pick a lady and set it up with out any help.
Any way I had visions of cops busting me. A big ass boyfriend jumping out of the closet some crack addicted whore, forgive the word, ok, I know some lady just said she was offended by the word.
But an english prof told me in the right circumstance any word is ok, if its in the right circumstance.
And that was my thoughts and fears at the time a crack whore, was going to meet me at the door,
I booked the shortest session possible I think half an hour, I just wanted to get my first time done but I picked the classiest lady I could find with the best reviews I could find.
I wasn't even sure about what I wanted from her, I had ideas of just a meet and greet talk to see if this was for me.
The women was a dream magical. She took my breath away beautiful blonde. She met me at the door with a very short open house coat, bra and thong.
She took me at the door and kissed me, her tongue popped into my mouth, it was warm wet and soft.
I followed that white thong up her stairway, she was like a ghost I followed in a dream,
In her bed I just sat there and mumbled something that happens to me at the best of times when Im confronted with a beautiful girl, I can just loose the ability to speak.
The lady she was perfect. She never missed a beat.
She whispered something in my ear. So soft I wasnt even sure I heard it.
I can take care of you.
And she reached down my pants.
Amazing like a dream, I love her for that first experiance.
But it also scared me. I realized just how inexperianced I was sexually.
It took me two years to go back to her.
yeah I am that fucking stupid.
When I saw her again,
I thought she won't remember me.
But immediatly she asked
what happened to me, where did you go.
I had to tell her the truth,
I said you scared the hell out of me.
Why she wanted to know.
I told her straight she was too much of a women for me.
And now she laughed.
You still are I told her, but I grew a set.
An amazing women.
One of a few I met.
were still friends.
Only one of several sps I call friends.
Dam I love sp's
