French Toy Boy
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The concept of love and sex has changed over the years. Psychology depicts love and sex as a cognitive and social phenomenon comprised of three different components: intimacy, commitment and passion. People haven’t changed – we’ve just realized that we needn’t be so uptight about our sexual needs.
Having sex is obviously the natural and desired physical manifestation of attraction. Most people want something more from a dating relationship – including honest and meaningful communication, vacations together, date nights, time together with friends, etc. Of course, sex is important to everyone.
But, sex is more than an act of enjoyment, it’s the aptitude to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, & so comfortable that it’s almost breathtaking to the point that you feel you can’t take it. You become one with another.
Here are some ideas to make your sex & dating relationship better:
• Enjoy a romantic dinner together.
• Give one another a long, sensual massage.
• Try watching an erotic video together.
• Explore new sexual positions, push your boundaries.
• Go on a romantic vacation or getaway with one another, free of distractions.
• Find common ground to share, like a hobby or sport you can enjoy together.
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This experience seems like lifetimes ago and I will freely and honestly admit I am nervous to write it because I do not want to miss out on special details. I am certain Nicole’s memories are different than my own and that the details she would recall are different that what I would recall. But still, I want to write this in a way to honor that special moment for each of us. So here it is.
Shortly after Nicole and I began dating I attempted to kiss her, but she shied away from me. I felt so unsure about what she really wanted afterwards that it was nearly a month later before I attempted to kiss her again. She told me later that she was beginning to wonder if she was going to have to kiss me instead. There really was so much shyness and so much hesitancy on my part. I even kind of wonder how she and I made it to the point that we did.
I can’t even recall how long she and I had been dating before the first time we had sex. At the time I am sure it seemed like forever. Now I think it probably was not very long at all. I picked her up from home to go out on a date. The car I drove was not the same as the one I described before. Unfortunately it developed far more problems than could be fixed.
When we went on our date we did not have many options. We were not yet old enough to drink, and that meant we were not old enough to go to the main dance clubs whose main source of revenue was selling alcohol. Luckily there was a place which set up a dance floor and for a few hours on Friday and Saturday nights permitted only teens (no one over 20 allowed). It was a strange mix because some teens are still so young to be out dancing like that, and the majority of them are still too shy to get out on the dance floor.
We did dance though. We smiled for each other, and tried to talk over the loud music, and enjoyed the lights. My favorite memory from that club was sitting with my back against the wall, while Nicole leaned against me. My right arm was over her shoulder and my finger tips caressed her thigh through her tight jeans.
I don’t know how long we stayed, but we both wanted something quieter and just to spend time with each other before we both had to return to our respective homes. We left and went to the same place to park where the other story (Sex With Nicole In A Car) would take place later. I remember my ears still ringing from the music, and I remember we talked some but I can’t recall any of the words we said now.
I think after I parked the car we started kissing. I am sure it started shyly, but very quickly evolved into more excitement and passion. I did not know it at the time, but I tasted her arousal in her kisses. I also didn’t know it, but tasting a woman’s arousal through her kiss is an incredible aphrodisiac for me. The more we kissed, the more inflamed my lust became.
Each moment of kissing pushed me to be bolder. I touched her through her clothes, nervously moving my hand closer and closer to her breast until it was warmly pressed under my palm. She shifted to press it into my palm even more giving me the sign that she wanted me touching her.
We kept kissing, sometimes pausing to whisper something to each other, but mostly enjoying the thrill of our tongues together, and the way our bodies were becoming so inflamed with lust and desire for each other.
When I finally dared to let my hand slip into the waist of her pants, she offered only desire and no resistance. My fingers slid into her pants and lifted the waistband of her panties to allow those same fingers to slip between her legs. What I found took my breath away and pushed me to the height of my desire for her.
She was so wet that her panties were coated with her juice, and my fingers were sliding against the fabric and against her skin easily. I knew then how ready she was to have sex and I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled my hand back and worked to remove her pants. Unbuttoned, unzipped and sliding down her hips.
As soon as they were out of my way, I released my cock from the restraint of denim and cotton. I moved over to her seat. My knees were on the rough floor of the passenger side. It took some shifting and moving before I was properly lined up.
I was past the point of waiting, but not past the point of being gentle. I let my cock slide into her gently. There was no resistance because she was so wet. I couldn’t even slide all the way in, but she felt so incredible. I have never been able to think of any words that could possible describe the feeling of being inside of her that first time. I just know that in that moment I could feel the entirety of my cock surrounded by the most beautiful and pleasurable sensation I have ever known.
When I recall that moment, I do not remember thinking of the person under me who was sharing the experience. I just remember that moment and that feeling of pleasure surrounding my cock.
When I moved, sliding my cock back so I could thrust into her, I became aware of her intensely. I tried to study her, to understand her pleasure and desire. I think my effort to study that night was futile though. All of my senses were being overwhelmed with pleasure. The scent of her was clean and clearly and unmistakable within the small confines of my old car with its old car smells. The movements of her body sent shivers of pleasure through me. The soft moans she allowed herself to make were a thrill to my ears, and the sight of her body underneath me, where her bare skin was glowing from lamplight was a feast to my eyes. The softness of her everywhere she touched me and the heat radiating from her body permeated me. Lastly, I could still taste her kisses in my mouth.
I never had a chance to last. In that moment, and in that feeling, I am not sure any man could have lasted for very long. When I came, I tried to push deep into Nicole, but the seat was still in my way. I could feel my cum flooding out of me and into her. I could feel each spurt of my cum fill the shaft of my cock to overflowing before the throbbing sent it jetting into her. My entire body trembled with my orgasm, but I remained quiet for fear of being overheard.
When it was over, we kissed and shared the moment of pleasure for a few minutes more before we had to rush to leave.
Later we talked and we both admitted that the first time we were more in lust than in love, but we did fall in love.
The position we were in, and the seat prevented me from breaking her hymen. Nicole was a virgin, and technically was still a virgin after that night. I have not told the story of when she truly gave her virginity to me. This story, about the night in the car was like the first for me. My cock was wet from her, and my seat was stained from my cum and her juices. I will be very demanding of myself when I write the story of taking her virginity, because that is when it was her real first time. To this day, so many years later, I do still love her and care about her, and I want her to read that story and remember with the same feelings that I remember it with.
HaHa Haha. This role-playing nurse needs to understand how to play this game. Can anyone give her some pointers?
Why do cats get hairballs?
Cunnilingus: The act or practice of orally stimulating the female genitals.
That is the definition from a dictionary. Clearly I need to practice more.
I don’t know if I am the best at going down on a woman. I have my own technique and tricks that I have come to believe work for me. I know that I have lots of readers of both sexes. Even though the comments come from women. There are still plenty of men coming by to read. Hopefully we can get at least a little discussion going about this topic. After all, I truly wouldn’t mind getting a few ideas for things that I could do better.
Here is the art of eating pussy from my perspective. I know there is no one technique that works for every single woman. Some women can be stimulated by tongue and mouth for much longer than the endurance of my tongue and mouth. Some are so sensitive that they seemingly cannot endure more than a few seconds.
When I go down on a woman. I try to determine what she needs more in that moment. Do I go very slowly and tantalizing across as much of her skin as possible, delaying as long as possible before my lips touch her pussy? Or do I seemingly without warning suck her clit between my lips?
When I go slow. I kiss and nuzzle lots of skin. My tongue takes in the taste of neck, tits, stomach, thighs, knees, and more if I am of a mind to do so. When I do this, I especially like teasing with my tongue by getting as close to the pussy as I can without actually letting any part of my body touch the pussy. The crease of the leg at the top of the thigh, the inside of the thigh are two of my favorite spots to tease with when I do this.
I have never used what I call the porn technique where my tongue simply goes in circles around the labia and sometimes brushes the clit. When I finally get to the pussy. The tip of my tongue separates the lips of the labia and holds it open as I move my head in closer. My tongue licks the clit in multiple directions.
I enjoy sucking the clit between my lips and teasing the tip of it with the tip of my tongue. My arms will wrap around the thighs and leave the woman no choice but to have my face pushed hard into her pussy, and her clit sucked as far into my mouth as I can manage.
I have no inhibition about pushing my tongue inside the pussy. I love the feel of a pussy wrapping around my tongue and feeling the muscles squeezing my tongue like they will squeeze my cock when I bury it inside her. I especially love doing this during orgasm so that I can taste the orgasm as it happens.
Obviously I could go on with more and more descriptions of what I like to do to pleasure a woman when I go down on her. I am stopping her with the description of the two things I like to do the most. Please share your thoughts on eating pussy and let’s create a world of incredibly awesome pussy eaters.
The Answer to the question above. They get hairballs from licking so much pussy.
I have a fantasy I have not shared yet. I want to push the limits of pain. Not mine. Another’s pain – my submissive. I want her to get on her hands and knees for me. I want to get out my paddle and my small whip and I want to lay into her ass with both. I want to hear them crack with each hit. I want to hear her gasp with pain with each hit until she can’t take any more.
When I am done with her ass, I want her to crawl to my feet, kiss them, and beg for permission to please me. I will simply stand there silently. Watching her. Watching her kiss my feet and beg. Watching her bare back and her bright red ass.
I don’t know exactly what I will do to her next. I may grab her hair and pull her up. I can see me keeping her on her knees and holding her up by her hair while I guide my cock into her waiting mouth. Filling it completely and stopping her from begging me anymore.
I can see me getting behind her. Sliding my cock into her pussy. Grabbing her hips and thrusting into her raw ass with all the power I can muster in each thrust. With every intention of making her ass sting and hurt every time my cock buries itself inside her cunt. My body slapping her tender skin every time my balls slam into her clit.
Whatever it is. It will be my choice and it will be me using her in any way that I want. Right now I couldn’t care less if she cums or not. I don’t care how much pain she feels as long as she is not hurt. Before I am done, her tits will be bruised, her neck will bear red marks from my teeth and fingers, and she will know that I have used her.
I wonder which of us would be using the other the most though.
Continued from Part 1
Later that evening, I got to watch something I have wanted to watch for a very long time. I watched two of the men sucking each other off. I don’t know if it was Frank and one of the other men or if it was the other two men. It didn’t really matter to me who it was. I just wanted to watch. I watched them as they ran their hands over the other one’s chest and stomach. They were really enjoying giving the other one pleasure. It was interesting the amount of joy they received from giving the other one pleasure.
When the men were done, I started kissing the other woman.
I enjoyed running my hands down her body and feeling her soft skin. My fingers explored her tits, even pinching her nipples and feeling them harden under my touch. I felt her stomach shudder and she inhaled sharply when my hand moved down her stomach. I caressed across her ribs and I ran my hands down her back so I could grasp her ass. I could hear the moan in her throat.
She broke the kiss and made me lay back onto the bed.
“I want to taste you.” She told me.
She kissed me timidly. I sensed this was the first time for her to go down on a woman. Shyly, she started to lick my pussy. She would dart her tongue in and out of my pussy. She just seemed to know how I liked to have my clit played with, and she pushed three fingers inside of me at the same time. I couldn’t help but moan and grind my hips so that my pussy pushed against her face.
“Turn around so I can taste you too” I told her.
She positioned herself over me so she could go right back to eating me. She wasted no time pushing her fingers back into my pussy and using her wonderful lips and tongue on my clit.
I wrapped my arms around her legs and used my hands to open the lips of her pussy. I felt nervous because I had never done this to a woman before. I opened my mouth and led with my tongue as I lifted my head straight to her pussy. I inhaled the scent. It was an incredibly strong scent of sex. I had smelled this scent before at times I had gone down on Frank to get him hard enough to fuck me again.
In moments my tongue was fully against the lips of her pussy and I liked the taste. I stopped hesitating and licked her. I pushed my tongue into the folds of her pussy and felt it slide inside. I liked the feel of her pussy around my tongue every time I slid my tongue into her. It was almost as though her muscles were trying to draw my tongue deeper into her.
The things she was doing to my pussy were so intense. There was no chance I could hold back an orgasm. I felt it building and I grew tense trying to hold it back. I wanted to feel her cum on my tongue. I wanted her to push down on my face hard and fuck my mouth with her pussy and just cum on me until she couldn’t breathe.
My hands grabbed her ass and legs even tighter and I pulled her tight against my face just like I wanted her to do on her own. I felt her push her fingers even deeper into my pussy and she started sucking my clit. Her other hand had a death grip on my leg and I realized she was going to cum soon.
I pushed my tongue deeper into her pussy, forcing it in as far as it would go. I felt her pussy pressed hard against my chin and realized her clit was rubbing against my chin. My face was so wet that her clit was easily sliding back and forth over my chin while my tongue flicked in and out of her pussy.
I couldn’t take anymore and I cried out into her pussy when she made me cum. I felt the vibration of her moaning into my clit when she came with me. I felt my body trying to buck against her, and I felt her body trying to buck against me. I had her ass held so tightly she couldn’t possibly move my head and tongue away from her pussy.
In moments I couldn’t take anymore, my clit was getting too sensitive and I pulled my head back. I was just about to find a way to make her stop when she turned her head away from my clit. I could feel her hot breath on the inside of my thigh. She was panting just like I was, and we were both sweating from the pleasure we gave each other. I held her there and she gladly didn’t move while we just continued to tremble with pleasure with our bodies held so closely together.
After a few minutes we both had regained our breath enough to move. She rolled off of me toward the two men she came in with. I realized Frank was on the other side of me when he slid close to me and pulled me into his arms. I turned to face the other three, pressing my back against Frank. His soft wet cock pressed against my ass, while he held me close, as if to pull me into his body, or to reclaim me as his. I smiled in the afterglow of really amazing sex and just relaxed into Frank’s embrace.
At one point in time Frank and I were able to see each other on a regular basis. Circumstances have changed since that time and unfortunately, that is no longer the case. It has been a long time since I have seen Frank. Honestly, a few hours used to seem like an eternity. However, there are occasions that I dream about being with Frank. This happens to be one of those dreams.
At the beginning of the dream, Frank and I have just had very satisfying orgasms. This is strange because most of the time at the beginning sex hasn’t happened yet. Anyway, Frank is above me up on his arms looking into my eyes. We smile at each other, and Frank drops his head so our foreheads are touching. He tells me, “Sweetie, I have to move.” I frown at this statement, but I unwrap my legs from around his legs. I know I was holding him there on purpose because I wanted to keep him on top of me as well as inside of me for as long as I could.
Frank moves off of me and lies on his side with his head propped up on his hand. He has this look in his eyes. I’ve seen this look. I know this look. He has something planned. I ask the question with the look on my face.
He smiles at me and tells me, “I invited some friends over.”
That explains what he was doing at the door. He was making sure it was unlocked so we wouldn’t have to get out of bed to let them in. I roll over so I can press my back against his chest. He knows I want him to hold me and he wraps his arms around me. I love it when he holds me. It’s like he is trying to pull me full length into his body. It always made me feel safe, secure, and loved.
Frank starts to kiss and nuzzle my neck. He latches on with his mouth. I put my hand in his hair to hold him to the spot, begging him with my actions to brand me as his.
A short time later, Frank’s friends showed up. Two men and a woman. Frank and I are still in bed, completely and gloriously naked. The others decide they are overdressed and they begin undressing. I assist the two men, and Frank assists the woman.
I got the better end of this deal. I help the men out of their shirts, and help myself to the pleasure of caressing their bare chests with my fingertips. I can’t resist but to lean forward and kiss and taste their bare skin one after the other.
Each one takes hold of one of my tits as if they are in perfect sync with each other. With a brief look passed between them, they lean forward and each takes a nipple into their mouths. The sensation of having both of my nipples sucked at the same time causes me to shudder uncontrollably. Without thinking clearly, my fingers wind into their hair and I hold them both there.
I remove my hands from their hair and caress their bodies as I work my fingers down to their pants so I can undo the buttons and get their pants off. The feel of their tongues on my nipples and their hands caressing my back, my ass, my legs, and even my pussy are making my pussy throb and I need to feel a cock inside of me soon.
In the back of my mind I know Frank is enjoying taking the clothes off the woman, but at this point in time, I don’t really care.
Both of the men help me get them out of their pants, while somehow always keeping a hand on my skin, and mouths kissing and sucking on me.
I hear the woman moaning and I realize Frank has slid his hard cock into her. I know exactly what she is feeling. I find myself laying on my back and the soft head of a cock pressing against my pussy. I know I have become incredibly wet, and that my juices have mixed with Frank’s cum inside of my pussy. There is no resistance as this man pushes his cock into my already well fucked pussy.
I feel the cock of the other man rubbing against my lips. He wants some satisfaction as well. I enjoy the taste of the cock on my tongue. I start to lick and suck him so that he knows that I enjoy pleasing a man with my mouth.
It doesn’t take long to get the cock in my mouth about ready to explode. I can feel the cum starting to move up his shaft. I have never liked the feel of a man cumming in my mouth so at the last second I pull him out right before he cums. The angle he is at when he releases shoots his cum onto my chest. The man inside of me starts to pump harder because he wants to be able to feel the satisfaction as well.
An orgasm starts to build in me as he pumps harder and faster. I try to hold it off, but it’s building too quickly. I cry out as the orgasm wracks my body.
Continued in Part 2
This is another of my old memories. Not as old as the memories with Nicole. Still, it predates much of what has been written here.
Leigh and I met at a time I was dating a friend of hers. Even then I should have known better. It was obvious that the girl I was dating at the time and I were on different paths. She was destined to go Westward, and I was destined to go Eastward with both of us crossing large bodies of water. At the time, Leigh was on the same path as her friend.
The relationship between Leigh’s friend and I ended just before she and Leigh moved to another city (one which I would join them in later). This gave Leigh and I a chance to spend a two day road trip with each other in my latest small car. It wasn’t all bells and whistles. I hadn’t gotten over the friend or the end of that relationship, and we witnessed a tragic event during that trip. Still, we did talk and get to know each other during that time.
Two months later I caught up to Leigh in the next city, but she was already packed and leaving again. Her path had changed and now we did not know where she was going. My path remained unchanged for the next six months. During that time I chose to marry, and because of that marriage, I did not go East across the ocean as planned. I found myself in the middle of America.
To my surprise, Leigh was there too. She was married by this time and pregnant. It was not long afterwards that my own wife became pregnant. We were friends in all ways, and neither of us was willing to cheat on our spouses. I can also safely say that Leigh hid her feelings well. I did not know that she wanted to get to know me better since before the two day car trip. Circumstances were always against us.
Years later, and more moves to other cities for both us found us each single. We did not live close to each other, but she traveled to see me. We spent a weekend together and it was the first time we were both single.
I knew it was possible that she and I would have sex while she was visiting. I didn’t know how to feel about that though. She was my friend, and I really cared for her as my friend. I feared sex was something that could cost me that friendship which I treasured.
I drove four hours to meet her at the airport. She kindly drove on the way back (too many hours awake for me). We were both completely exhausted by the time we got back to my home. We briefly talked about sleeping arrangements and decided to share the bed and for each of us to sleep as we were used to. For her that was a loose t-shirt and underwear. For me, it was underwear only.
We climbed between the sheets, and talked a few minutes before sleep claimed both of us.
We have talked about that night since then and neither of us really knows what truly happened. Maybe it was the proximity of warm skin and that we both snuggled with each other during our sleep. Maybe it was the scent of the opposite sex filling our senses during our rest. Maybe it was the skin, or the touches, or maybe there was always something there.
We awoke, and we kissed. It was shy and tentative for both of us. We were both uncertain about whether or not we were doing the right thing for ourselves, and for our friendship. We were both wanting though. It had been too long for each of us to truly enjoy another person’s company.
The hands started exploring and it was not long before the only three articles of clothing were gone and we laid naked in each other’s arms. I was hard and ready and I wanted her. She was wet and ready to accept me.
I took control and I slid into her. Caught between the needs of my own lust and the desires to insure she received her pleasure as well. I kept enough control to bring her to satisfaction. It was not easy because my own lust just wanted to take over and get its own satisfaction. I kept it reined in just enough. Enough to prolong the pleasure and it enjoy it that much more and enough to give Leigh as much or more pleasure than she was giving me.
We spent the majority of that weekend together like that. We were caught up in each other’s arms, exploring each other’s bodies. Discussing the past and wondering why we waited even though we well knew the exact reason. We shared time together without distraction. We did not lose our friendship, or how much we cared for and about each other. Sex just added a new dimension.
That weekend I confessed a responsibility that I had to attend to. One that kept her and I apart for a few more years before she and I came back together again.
Continued From Sex With A Co-Ed Part 5
I did not need to relax long. My cock was still stiff inside her pussy because I did not cum with her. I just needed a moment to catch my breath, to let my muscles recover a bit before I started again.
Juliann was content to hold me there caressing my back. The feel of her finger tips across my skin seemed to seep under my skin, into my blood, and through my cock. I didn’t want to move because I wanted to lay there and enjoy.
She turned her head to kiss my neck. She wasn’t intense about it. It was soft and sensual, and everything we both needed in that moment. I could feel her hot breath cooling the sweat on my neck every moment her lips were kissing my tender skin.
I don’t know how long we lay like that with her kissing me and caressing me, but I did notice the moment she shifted her hips and caused my cock to slide out slightly and then slide back in. The feel of her pussy sliding along the length of my cock went through my body. It went down to my toes, and up to the top of my head. Every tired muscle forgot that it was tired.
I knew though, that I needed to change position and change the way her pussy would feel around my cock before I could cum again. I had gone too long fucking in one position without cumming to be able to cum from that position. I pushed myself up off of her and let my cock slide out. She immediately frowned, letting me know she didn’t want my cock to slide out.
“Turn over on your hands and knees,” I told her with a smile.
Juliann smiled back at me and turned over as quickly as she could. It seemed only a second and her beautiful ass was right before me. I slid forward on my knees, taking that ass into the palm of my left hand. My right hand took my cock and guided it right back to her pussy. I didn’t just slide in, I pushed in all the way. I grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled tight, forcing every bit of my cock into her very wet pussy.
I felt her shudder as she gasped out, “Ah, yes!”
I relaxed my hands on her hips and began thrusting into her. I felt her pussy pushing tightly against the underside of my cock with every thrust. She rocked with me, meeting every thrust with my body slamming into her ass, making her muscles jiggle from the impact. If anyone was close enough, I know they would clearly hear the slapping sound our bodies made every time I thrust into this sexy co-ed.
I felt my cum rising into my cock and I knew I would not be able to hold back if I wanted to. It was coming up so fast. I used everything I had to just slow it down because I wanted her to cum with me. I was so caught up in the feeling of my impending orgasm that I had no idea how close she would be to cumming.
Somehow I was thrusting into her even harder and faster. My fingers were digging into her hips and ass. I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t control my fingers grabbing her so tight I was sure I would leave bruises. I couldn’t stop thrusting into her.
Then it hit. I pulled her ass against me with all of my strength. I buried my cock deep into her cunt. My ass clinched with the effort and I came inside of her. I could feel my cock jumping inside her pussy. I could feel my cum shooting out of the end of my cock and into her. I could feel the cum squeezing through my cock where her pussy was holding it tightly.
Somehow I registered the sound of her cumming with me. My eyes were closed, while I panting and uttering with gasps and growls of pleasure while I just kept cumming inside of her.
I couldn’t believe how much cum I felt pour through my cock because I thought I had put most of my cum on her tits. It did come to an end though. I felt all of my muscles give away at once. I became dizzy and leaned forward.
Juliann leaned forward with me and we both slid down to the bed. I managed to shift and fall onto my left side beside her. She turned onto her left side with me. My cock was free of her pussy, but neither of us felt enough energy to slide it back in. We just lay there together, trying to catch our breath.
That night was the change of everything, and of nothing. We were both so thirsty we got up and must have drunk a gallon of water before going back to the bed and collapsing under the covers. We had sex once more in the middle of the night and again in the morning after the sun came up. She joined me in the shower where we washed each other and realized we both had some really sore muscles.
We didn’t change our friendship. Somehow we both fully agreed we didn’t want to be in a relationship, and it just didn’t seem right to try and be in a relationship with each other. We got together for sex a few more times before we ended up going separate ways.
That first time, though, was the most intense, and the most memorable night we shared.