Do you remember your second?

[Wonderer67]

first was a good time gal I met at work while in high schools she had a slutty reputation and she earned it!

My second was my first wife. (I’ve had a few). She was a lovely woman and five years older than me. Even then I was into older women. She was a pretty good lay and while I am over it, I do feel guilty about cheating on her, which broke up our marriage.

 

[WhO2]

My second was in college. Her BF went to college 4 hours away and she needed someone to tell her she was pretty and fuck her when they were apart. Not a bad situation, but in my mind we were in love. Took me too long to figure out i was her diversion.

 

[WendyTrilby]

Love this question because no one has ever asked it before, and mine was a pretty good story.
I remember my second more fondly than my first.

My first was Alex, my summer boyfriend before starting senior year. We did it together for the first time and several times that summer. Being that age, we were so horny, it was anywhere and everywhere. I remember loving the song 'Night Moves' because of the line 'Backroom, alley, or the trusty wood.' Yup, those three locations and more.

But the real memory of that summer was my second. That was Brian. Brian was dating my friend Suebell (that was her real name), and that summer was their first experience as well.

July 3rd, Suebell was out of town with her parents. Brian’s family is gone, but he’s home. Alex and I spent the night in Brian’s sister’s room (I told mom I was at Suebell’s house). It was my first time spending the entire night with Alex. Alex’s parents came by to pick him up early for a family road trip, and I lay low, planning to leave when they had gone.

I went into the Jack and Jill bathroom to take a shower just as Brian entered from his room. There had been a lot of tension between us that summer, and this perfect storm of a setting was plainly evident. There were no words exchanged. We just went right at it.

I spent most of the morning there in Brian’s bed, then went home, and then back to his for fireworks.

We never slept together again, but we did share that one day, and for a while it was the best sex I had ever had (mind you, it was only my second).

I used that experience (the bathroom part forward) as the basis for my Lit story “My Virgin Summer.”

Alex is long out of the picture. Brian is, too. Suebell stopped talking to me in senior year. I think I know why.

 

[YourSecretDesires]

Second was in the woods on campus on the way home from a party. Don't know her name. I fingered her and she jerked me off. That was the end of that!

 

[Britva415]

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?

I don't think there are any I don't remember. 40 years and roughly 25 partners, depending on what "counts" or what we're counting.

 

[LadyJen7]

Remember my second guy. Still doing it with him. Been a long time. Been good times.

 

[slichy]

He was the friend of a guy my cousin liked. She talked me into going to a party with them because she thought the guy was into her. The guy liked us both so I acted like I liked his friend more so he'd pay attention to my cousin but that backfired. He was more into me because his friend talked about what all we did. But it worked out ok. My cousin gave up on that guy and met the guy she is still married to now ( about 20 yrs later ) and I bought a truck off my 2nd guy and he cut me a deal because of our past. I'm not sure what happened to the guy who liked us both.

 

[SweetCuriousDarling]

My first was my first serious boyfriend. He was older than me by 6 years. And it was terrible. I don’t think there was ever a time in our 6-month relationship that i enjoyed a sexual experience with him, which is unfortunate, but at the time, I didn’t know any better.

My second was a guy I met when I was a freshman in college. We were in class together, and he was even older than me than my previous boyfriend. He was very confident and very forward. Prior to meeting him, due to the very insulated, sort of cliquey atmosphere of my high school, it had never really occurred to me that people might find me attractive, let alone ‘sexy.’ This guy changed all of that. He made it clear that he found me not only attractive, but sexy. He pursued me openly, even when I told him I had a boyfriend. His advances and the ensuing realization that I had other options are what led me to break up with my boyfriend, who was really only causing me a lot of disappointment and anxiety.

While I won’t say that sex with my second was physically satisfying for me, it was definitely…eye-opening. It was adventurous, and sparked my curiosity about the elements that excited me versus the things that didn’t. He really started me on my initial path of sexual exploration. For example, we often had sex in his car, down country roads. He lured me into a college stairwell and had me suck his cock. He fingered me in an alcove between buildings on campus. He was the first to have me lick my own juices from his fingers. We were not a match for many reasons, so we never really dated, but it was an enlightening experience.

 

[RDNTDGR]

her name is Kat. We are still great friends. She was my 2nd. We were never BF\GF. She was the "other woman". We were in high school. She knew I had a GF. I met her in science class, 11th grade. She was attracted to me. I asked her over to study. We really did study, the first evening. The 2nd evening, we were studying, then I just made an aggressive pass on her. She let me. I kissed her and played with her breasts. I asked her to come back sometime @ night time. She did. She snuck out of her house and came over and spent the night with me. Back in the 80s, girls didn't shave their pussies. Her pussy was fully hairy and beautiful. Her lips hid behind the bush. I fucked her, no protection. I always came inside Kat. She is so good, I would have been proud to have a child with her.

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[WardPike]

My first partner was terrible, totally lifeless. My second partner taught me how to love a woman, and I will be eternally grateful to her.

 

[desperado1089]

I have yet to experience a "second." When I do, I'll let you know.

 

[AdeptOralist]

My second was Sandy, the wife of a co-worker. Him and his wife and me and my wife would go out dancing. One night we traded partners for a few dances. She told me that she would like to do the horizontal bopp with me. I had been married seven years and had never cheated. We talked off and on for a week, then met at her house when her husband had taken their kids to a baseball game. My wife was always reserved when she had orgasms. Sandy went wild when she came. Grabbing my head while yelling oh yes, oh yes. Or while fucking she would almost buck me off of her. After that first time I couldn't get enough. A couple of weeks later on our lunch break her husband said, "I think my cheating wife is up to it again". I about choked on the soda that I was drinking. He never found out that it was me that was cuckolding him. Sandy and I only fucked a few more times after I found out that she was fucking two other guys too

 

[irishblade]

I haven’t had a second yet. Still with the first. I may never get a second which sounds crazy to say. Life sure is funny that way Lol

 

[AdeptOralist]

I've led a sheltered life, I've never had a second, 37 years without straying. I'm more tempted since being part of this community

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