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Men........what was the best sex you had???
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I can't say THE best, but ONE OF the best:
In the late 60's, a bit short of my twenties, I was like almost every other male of that age, perpetually horny. I self gratified on a daily basis, sometimes more than once a day. And unlike a lot of the stories of the 60's and "free love" I had sex only twice, both times were nothing to brag about.
I met her at a party. Most there were coupled up, but a few of us were single. She was sitting in a corner by herself, so I wandered over to talk to her, if for no other reason then not to stand in a room full of people alone.
She was a bit shy and self-conscious. She was no raving beauty (but then I was no Robert Redford either). Her face was plain, not ugly just one of those average faces you see. But she had been in a car accident and had a bad scar on her upper lip that extended from the corner of one nostril to the middle of her lip on the opposite side. I could tell it embarrassed her. Her body was also thicker than average.
We talked for a while and under her shyness she was smart and witty. Somewhere along the line (I was drinking and had hit that fearless stage between sober and utter drunkenness) I asked if she wanted to go upstairs to one of the bedrooms with me. I remember she didn't look at me, only nodded.
I got up, took her hand and led her upstairs to one of the rooms. When we got there, being a neophyte at it, I wasn't sure what to do. She knew. She began to take off her clothes. I did also. When we were naked she climbed onto the bed and I followed.
She had large breasts, with large dark brown areolas and nipples that stood up. She pulled my mouth to one, and for the next few minutes I alternated sucking from one to the other. As I did, I put my hand on her leg and moved it up to her pussy. This was the 60's. Shaved genitalia wouldn't come into vogue for years yet. But she was shaved, and very, very wet. Her labia were slippery, and it was easy to slide two fingers into her.
When I did, I felt her arch her back and heard her moan.
I thought I might have hurt her, so I asked, "Are you okay?"
The only answer I got was her hand on the back of my head, pulling my mouth to hers. We lay there kissing as I fingered her. I wasn't sure at the time, but after a few years of sexual experience, I'm positive she had her first climax right then.
I had read a lot of porn magazines and had read accounts of guys eating a woman to climax. I wanted to fuck her, but I also wanted to try licking her. As I slid down in preparation, she put her feet on my shoulders, which spread her wide and gave me access. As I noted before she was wet. By the time I went down on her it was dripping down the crack of her ass. And when I put my tongue between those bare, warm, pink folds, I was instantly hooked on her taste and almost came on the sheets.
The second time she climaxed as I ate her, there was no doubt. I could feel her pussy gently, rhythmically pulsing against my tongue as she did, and as she did, she had a death grip on the back of my head pulling my face tighter to her pussy. that was the first time (but by no means the last) I experienced being smothered in a pussy. When she let go, I moved up and entered her. It took all of three or four strokes before mine hit me.
We spent the rest of that night licking, fucking and in between talking. Around 5 AM she said she had to go. By that time I was fucked out, and I think she was too. We got dressed and went downstairs. Only a few people were still there.
She put her hand on my chest and said, "I have to go."
Like a dumb ass hillbilly hick, I had no idea what to say, so I said the only thing I could think of, "Thank you."
As she walked out the door I was in a haze made from equal parts sexual gratification, exhaustion and wonder. I went home and went to bed, sleeping most of that day. It didn't hit me until that evening after I woke that I never got her name. I think I intentionally didn't. Had I, I would have been driving to where ever she was to spend another night with her. But I was in the wild oats phase and was terrified of commitment, so I didn't. But that night has stuck with me for the last 52 years, it was that good.
Comshaw
In the late 60's, a bit short of my twenties, I was like almost every other male of that age, perpetually horny. I self gratified on a daily basis, sometimes more than once a day. And unlike a lot of the stories of the 60's and "free love" I had sex only twice, both times were nothing to brag about.
I met her at a party. Most there were coupled up, but a few of us were single. She was sitting in a corner by herself, so I wandered over to talk to her, if for no other reason then not to stand in a room full of people alone.
She was a bit shy and self-conscious. She was no raving beauty (but then I was no Robert Redford either). Her face was plain, not ugly just one of those average faces you see. But she had been in a car accident and had a bad scar on her upper lip that extended from the corner of one nostril to the middle of her lip on the opposite side. I could tell it embarrassed her. Her body was also thicker than average.
We talked for a while and under her shyness she was smart and witty. Somewhere along the line (I was drinking and had hit that fearless stage between sober and utter drunkenness) I asked if she wanted to go upstairs to one of the bedrooms with me. I remember she didn't look at me, only nodded.
I got up, took her hand and led her upstairs to one of the rooms. When we got there, being a neophyte at it, I wasn't sure what to do. She knew. She began to take off her clothes. I did also. When we were naked she climbed onto the bed and I followed.
She had large breasts, with large dark brown areolas and nipples that stood up. She pulled my mouth to one, and for the next few minutes I alternated sucking from one to the other. As I did, I put my hand on her leg and moved it up to her pussy. This was the 60's. Shaved genitalia wouldn't come into vogue for years yet. But she was shaved, and very, very wet. Her labia were slippery, and it was easy to slide two fingers into her.
When I did, I felt her arch her back and heard her moan.
I thought I might have hurt her, so I asked, "Are you okay?"
The only answer I got was her hand on the back of my head, pulling my mouth to hers. We lay there kissing as I fingered her. I wasn't sure at the time, but after a few years of sexual experience, I'm positive she had her first climax right then.
I had read a lot of porn magazines and had read accounts of guys eating a woman to climax. I wanted to fuck her, but I also wanted to try licking her. As I slid down in preparation, she put her feet on my shoulders, which spread her wide and gave me access. As I noted before she was wet. By the time I went down on her it was dripping down the crack of her ass. And when I put my tongue between those bare, warm, pink folds, I was instantly hooked on her taste and almost came on the sheets.
The second time she climaxed as I ate her, there was no doubt. I could feel her pussy gently, rhythmically pulsing against my tongue as she did, and as she did, she had a death grip on the back of my head pulling my face tighter to her pussy. that was the first time (but by no means the last) I experienced being smothered in a pussy. When she let go, I moved up and entered her. It took all of three or four strokes before mine hit me.
We spent the rest of that night licking, fucking and in between talking. Around 5 AM she said she had to go. By that time I was fucked out, and I think she was too. We got dressed and went downstairs. Only a few people were still there.
She put her hand on my chest and said, "I have to go."
Like a dumb ass hillbilly hick, I had no idea what to say, so I said the only thing I could think of, "Thank you."
As she walked out the door I was in a haze made from equal parts sexual gratification, exhaustion and wonder. I went home and went to bed, sleeping most of that day. It didn't hit me until that evening after I woke that I never got her name. I think I intentionally didn't. Had I, I would have been driving to where ever she was to spend another night with her. But I was in the wild oats phase and was terrified of commitment, so I didn't. But that night has stuck with me for the last 52 years, it was that good.
Comshaw
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Probably when we were new to pegging. The whole session was so intense. It felt like one long orgasm with powerful waves.
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At my age? The next, assuming it happens.
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I was Just poking fun at her thread she created, where she bragged about having sex four four hours.
I have never actually shagged the user "Saint_Ann." I don't even know her (assuming it's really a female.)
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