Do you remember your second?

[KinoKe]

I think most of us remember our ‘first’. I know that I do. And it was a long time ago. But what about our second?

My first was the only woman I fucked for almost three years. Were we well suited? Yes. Probably. But then neither of us had anyone else with whom to compare things. I remember that we nearly had a four-way on one occasion. But then, in the end, we just watched them and they watched us.

My ‘second’ came about when my boss invited me to have drinks with a couple of women from out of town. He had designs on one of them. He needed me to ‘break them apart’ so that he could make his move.

Fred made his play in no uncertain terms. But even a proverbially-blind man could see that the object of his attention was not even vaguely interested. After a couple of hours, she feigned a headache and asked me if I could take her back to her hotel. I finally left her hotel at about 4:30 the following morning.

A few days after that, my first said that she didn’t think that things between us were what they should be. Maybe we needed a break?

For a couple of months, I had to rely on Mrs Palmer and her five daughters. But then, my ‘second’ phoned to say that she had moved to London. Did I want to catch up for a glass of something? I did. And that was the beginning of three years of fabulous sex. You name it, we probably did it. Unfortunately, she was then lured out to Australia by the prospect of a top job. I still think of her – probably more often than I should.

 

[FGB]

Yes.

Barbra Ann... at one time she was a Very young street walker in Houston. Must have been great training for sex!

Wow that woman knew how to fuck! Believed in starting off with a blow job cause it man the guy last longer.

I thought it was a bone back in those days anyway but...who was I to argue with a Lady?

 

[AllenJames]

Ah, yes - Seconds only by the calendar

My first actually eventually became my first wife - it was a complicated story which eventually collapsed under the weight. My second would be an Irish friend with benefits while I was living there. We would pair up from time to time the whole couple of years I was there - in between or after others. She was rather more experienced than I was even after my being married but with her help as well as the others, I soon caught up!

 

[Islander55]

My first was my freshman year in college and was an upperclassman who simply wanted to add another notch. Not really memorable except that it was my first time. The second was a guy I dated for the rest of the year. We had a lot of fun and I still remember him fondly. Like many college romances, it did not survive the summer.

 

[StrongMaster7]

My first was a my high school gf. We had sex five times a week for 15 months. Looking back, the sex wasn't very good, but it was better than jerking off and I felt like a total stud back then.

My second was a hottie in college. She was much more sexual and much more fun. And she was much sexier than my first. She wasn't emotionally mature, but I didn't care about that then. She was pretty, had big tits with huge nipples and she was trying to build a sexual resume. I was happy to help.

When she got too demanding I let her go. She proceeded to fuck as many of my friends as she could. Then she fucked all of her brother's hockey team. Glad I had my fun before she became the 'town pump'.

 

[Rockymtnman]

I have tried to remember for the better part of an hour. But I really can’t. Getting to old I guess.

 

[jerryb1966]

I remember my second....both first and second were virgins that I deflowered. Blonde, A cups with an ass that was spectacular. I was 20 and she was 19.

 

[Justfantasies]

I remember my second....both first and second were virgins that I deflowered. Blonde, A cups with an ass that was spectacular. I was 20 and she was 19.

Very hot

 

[luckyseven]

She was much more experienced than I was, and older too. We couldn't stop fucking and she taught me so much. She was still married but her husband was already living with someone else but added to my pleasure.

 

[hulmule]

My girl friend and i had a common friend, we would talk and i would ask her what did my Girl friend say?? Can i go to second base? So the common friend kept me informed on how things were going and my next move. So one night sitting with the common friend she told me my girl friend was ready. Told her i was very nervous and not sure what to do. Well the common friend was my first !! and my girl friend was the second !! She taught me how !! WOW, she always stayed in the side lines as i dated my girl friend. Watched her date common friends of mine. As we both weren't dating anyone at the same time we would hook up and take care of our needs. We remained friends and lovers until i married. Then she said no more...

 

[RockHardKP]

First was high school romance. We dated for 1 1/2 years before life took us in opposite directions. No dramatic break up.

Second was in college. We never really went out publicly. She lived in the same apartment complex and we managed to get together a couple times a week for sex, either her place or mine depending on our roommates schedules. Sex was awesome.....my one-n-only squirter !!

 

[oneblueye]

hey...

my second was just after i was released from the U.S. Army in 72', craziest little hillbilly girl I had ever known. That's still her title to this day.

 

[ChrissyCD64]

My second female was my now wife (my first was my mom), and my second male was my dad.

 

[Indianarotica]

My second

Well my second was thanks to my first. At 18 I was having an affair with the produce lady on the grocery store where I worked and I was planning on going to her house at lunch. When I got there her niece was there so we couldn’t play. But I did end up getting her number to make it look like I wasn’t there to bang her aunt. So we went out a couple times and had sex a few times.

 

[HubNerdUK]

My second came thanks to a New year's eve party back in the late 80s. We went, for a change to a friend's house (my parents always threw the New year's party). The house and garden were rammed and I kept seeing this one girl, nothing special about her apart from her ginger hair. All night I kept seeing her, finally I got the nerve to talk to her and turns out she was a cousin of my friend.

We got on very well, well as good as a shy nerd could (alcohol helped) as it neared the count down she asked if I would kiss her at the stroke of midnight. We kissed and she asked for another away from everyone. We went outside and kissed more there and our hands wandered. There was no where for us to continue in private so we headed to the bottom of the garden and into the shed.

This being my second time I was still a bit nervous, but she got up on the work table hiked her dress up and pushed me head first into her lap. Never done it before so it was tongue and mouth everywhere, but she slowed me down guided me as best she could until she made me stop. It didn't take much to get my cock in her and we were frantic at that point.

I came before she did, pulled it just in time and shot it on her ginger bush, she promptly finished herself off much to my viewing pleasure and we both snuck back out and into the party.

I only saw her once more at my friends birthday party she blanked me for the whole thing

 

[Asian_Flower]

Oh yes, my second was my first real man and my first real lover. He was much older than I was but the time we spent together made me the woman I am today. I will never ever forget him.

 

[Bigspurt]

I do

New. Years Eve. Spent the evening with my best friend and his sister. He went to bed and as I was getting ready to go home, she said that I should stay. She took my hand and led me to her room. I will never forget just how great it felt to fuck her. It was like her whole pussy would be pulled out as I pulled out. Really great grip.
We reconnected several years later on a camping trip.

 

[jehoram]

I should call my second my real first, because my actual first was practically a rape. She dragged me into bed, fucked me, and told me to to away. She didn't even speak to me afterwards, except to exchange polite conversation. I guess I was just another notch on her bedpost, so to speak.

But it was my second who actually took an interest in me, and we had a relationship that lasted almost a year before we parted ways, partially because she was a single mother who was looking for a father figure for her son, and I wasn't ready for that.

 

[BongoGal]

My second actually thought I was teasing him when I hinted around that he and I could do it. I learned that my reputation at the time was as being an untouchable hot chick. "Don't bother hitting on her because you won't get anywhere." I think he thought that I was going to cruelly tempt him and then slam the door shut. When I put his hand under my top, I think that's when he knew he was "getting lucky" that night.

 

[rocketeer50]

My first was my senior year high school girlfriend, a clumsy pairing happening just twice the summer after graduation. We went to college in different states and the relationship died a natural death. 45 years later, we had a torrid affair (we were both married) one summer and made up for all the earlier clumsiness. But that's another story entirely.

My second was freshman year in college with a librarian who took shifts at the reserve desk in the foreign language reading room. She was Creole Guyana, with beautiful long black hair, gold inlays around her teeth and gorgeous olive brown skin and a slim body with firm breasts. Very exotic. After frequenting that reading room several times I met her in a bar near campus and she took me to her apartment, within walking distance. We had a booty call relationship for two years, until I had a serious girlfriend junior year. She didn't mind my quick trigger for round one since at that age I was always good for a longer round two and another one or two in the middle of the night and morning. She said she loved feeling the heat of my cum.

 

[soflabbwlvr]

My second was an ex-girlfriend. We never got past seriously heavy petting while we were together, but a few months after we broke up she started calling me again. I ignored her, but she persisted and eventually I agreed to go on a picnic with her. I picked her up and we drove some distance to a heavily wooded and mostly empty park. We had our lunch in the grass, and shortly after we finished it started to rain. We piled into the backseat of my car and waited for it to stop. Well, things got hot and heavy in there, the windows were all fogged, and in no time our clothes started coming off. We fucked. It was her first time, and she was my second. We got together a few more times that summer. Each time was the same. She wanted a relationship, I didn't, so she threw some pussy at me to try and change my mind. Eventually she got the message that I wasn't interested in anything other than sex.

 

[mark_j]

First was a rebound for a friend's GF. Don't have any idea why she picked me.

Second, let's just say I'd rather forget about her. It ended up being a terrible mistake relationship wise. She was okay in the beginning but it sure didn't stay that way. Ended up being very toxic in the end.

I must have got it right the third time. Ended up married to her.

 

[oneblueye]

hey...

My second actually thought I was teasing him when I hinted around that he and I could do it. I learned that my reputation at the time was as being an untouchable hot chick. Don't bother hitting on her because you won't get anywhere. I think he thought that I ging to cruelly tempt him and then slam the door shut. When I put his hand under my top, I think that's when he knew he was 'getting lucky' that night.

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!!!

IF MORE GIRLS WOULD FOLLOW YOUR LEAD IT WOULD SAVE MEN EVERYWHERE FROM SO MANY LONELY FUCKING NIGHTS!
I know speaking strictly for myself that one clue woulda been all the encouragement I woulda needed. We would have been having sex right there, right that moment!!!!!

 

[BongoGal]

My second actually thought I was teasing him when I hinted around that he and I could do it. I learned that my reputation at the time was as being an untouchable hot chick. Don't bother hitting on her because you won't get anywhere. I think he thought that I ging to cruelly tempt him and then slam the door shut. When I put his hand under my top, I think that's when he knew he was 'getting lucky' that night.

I'll add that my second was one of the few guys I've gone to bed with almost solely because of his being good-looking. He was ruggedly handsome and strong. Very masculine. Thanks to this, he had been having lots of sex since high school. (I learned later that he once wound up in bed with a girlfriend's mom when he was a high school senior.) I wanted my second to have a lot of experience. My first was great, and we had a blast doing everything we could think of, but I was his first as well.

 

[Paul_Chance]

I've been wracking my brain sitting here trying to recreate the time-line of my sexual encounters and BongoGal's post reminded me of the order. I could remember who from those early days, and definitely remembered the first, but then I ran into a small cluster (three) and I couldn't recall the exact order.

My second was the older sister of a friend of mine. It was my second sexual partner and my first where there was essentially minimal actual relationship. We were acquaintances at best.

I'd been staying at my friends house off and on through the summer, he lived in town, I grew up on a remote ranch, it was during baseball season, so after an evening game I would just stay with him in town. His parents were gone most of the time, traveling for work, so we could hang out there without parental guidance. Technically, his older brother was in charge, but he was mostly living with his girlfriend so was rarely there.

His sister was a very attractive older girl (she was a law student) and we were all getting ready to go off to our distant colleges or enlist. She was there off and on through the summer and was friendly with us, but just casually. The night in question I was staying there alone (my friend had gone off with other members of the team to party and I'd passed for some reason). I was sleeping on the couch in their family room when she came home late that night. She went to bed, but came out of the bedroom after about an hour or two and said she couldn't sleep, and ended up watching some old late night movie with me.

Conversation turned to girl-friends - mine had left straight out of school to go to a summer session in college, so we'd ended the relationship - and then from girl-friends the conversation turned to sex, and from there into sex. She was very good (and I like to think I was good as well - I was passed the fumbling and frantic stage). She made it clear that it was a one-night show and not the start of a relationship. It was the first time I had oral sex (both giving and receiving) and it definitely began a life-long love of oral sex.