You are in a car. In the backseat. It is a familiar space. It is your cousin’s EH Holden. The night is dark, and the warm humid air smells of molasses and frangipani. You can just hear the small waves lapping the beach. The half-moon leaves a trail of sparks on the black ocean. As the scene clears and becomes solid, there is a someone beside you. You smell her shampoo. Her head is on your shoulder, and your arm around her, pulling her gently into your body. She is holding your penis through the open fly of your jeans. Her hand tightly around the base, squeezing it hard and rhythmically. This is the first girl who has touched your cock, ever, and yours is the first she has ever touched. Neither of you can speak. In the quiet you can hear soft murmurs from your cousin and his girlfriend in the front seat.

Your hand is gently and cautiously exploring the terra incognito of the space between her thighs. She had discarded her knickers at the Drive-In after your first clumsy attempt at exploration. Her pubic hair is soft and wet. You feel the warm moist flesh and find the opening of her cunt. She shifts to raise her hips to give you better access, your finger slides into her. Her vagina is warm and wet. You have no idea of what to do next. You kiss, awkwardly. Her kisses taste of coke.

There is a sound from the front seat. Your cousin groans and there is some fumbling and his girlfriend giggles. They both have a suppressed giggle. Then you smell it, it is familiar. You’ve smelt your own semen often enough.

After a long time of her squeezing, your cock is throbbing, you need her to move her hand. Your balls are tight and sore, it feels like you been punched in the stomach. In frustration you guide her hand up your shaft. You move it up and down quickly. Then you explode. Your whole body convulses, spasms of pleasure course through you and the world disappears for an eternal second. You let out an involuntary moan as cum sprays through her fingers, now wrapped tightly around the head of your cock.

“Oo wow,” she giggles in your ear. “Are you OK?”

“Great, I’m great… are you OK?”

You use the damp beach towel to clean her hand and you kiss for a long time. She wants you to keep your hand on her mound. It is warm and wet. You can smell her. It is the most sensual and erotic smell. In a few years, you remember this moment and that scent, as you breathe in a lover’s cunt for the first time. You tell her that you want to wear her like a gas mask, to have her perfume constantly. You often reflect on that night.

2.

You’re straight, right. Girlfriends, marriage, straight. A gay friend jokes that, in his experience, the difference between straight and “Bi”, he always used air quotes when he said Bi, was about a six pack. He wasn’t going to find out, you laugh.

“Do you like cocks?” she asks as she is gently fondling yours. It is soft and wet with sex. She likes the slippery feel of it after you cum inside of her. “Mm, I guess…” You are forced to think about this? Thirteen years in a Catholic boys’ school. Checking out the other boys in the showers. Playing with your mate, measuring each other. That time you both came while looking at an old “Playboy”. That weekend that you spent together in a remote shack. He flashed his cock and without thinking you masturbated together there in the dark moonless night. You counter with, “Do you like vaginas?”

She cupped your balls in her hand and rolled the tip of your cock between finger and thumb. “Yes, of course, what’s not to like?”

Your mind wanders and you share experiences with her. It is a stream of erotic consciousness, timed by her stroking your cock and balls. You tell her about a night in the bush, a fishing trip with your mate from school and some of his friends. You are all in your early twenties. You only really know one bloke, your mate from school, the others are new to you. As the beers kick in, one of the men calls to another “Oi Donkey, chuck us a can…”

Donkey, seriously, his nick name is Donkey. Instinctively you understand the social construction of this nick name. He has a big dick. Later after more beers, you say to another bloke, “why do you call him Donkey?” He grins and holds his hands about a foot apart and says, “Cos he's got a 9-inch cock.”  He downs his beer and yells out “Oi Donk, show us ya Donk...” There are a few minutes of ribald jokes and teasing.

“Don’t worry this is his party trick” Your mate says so only you can hear.

One of the guys goes to a Ute and grabs a tape measure. “Go on... show him…”

You are embarrassed, excited and a bit scared. Donkey stands up and says, “Ok, but if I show mine, you’ve all got to show yours…” Some general murmuring. The others and your mate stand up. “Ok” someone says. They seem a bit too keen. You really don’t want to do this. Your main fear is getting an erection, but you do want to see the other cocks.

You all stand around the fire and drop your jeans and underpants. Someone throws the tape to Donkey. He pulls and stretches his soft but substantial penis straight out in front of him. It is huge. It is long and dark in the firelight. The biggest cock you’ve seen outside of porn. He pulls the steel tape out along the top of his stretched cock. “9-inches exactly” says the bloke besides him who is holding a torch so he can read the tape. “Ok, now you lot” He stands there stroking his huge cock now half erect. You can’t stop looking. In the torch light it is mostly pale with a deep purple head. It is unreal, part of you wants to touch it.

 You all take it in turns with the tape, you are so scared of getting hard. “Don’t look and don’t think about it…” you tell your fevered brain. You and your mate’ soft outstretched cocks are both a bit over 6-inches, not huge but a respectable size, you think. Another was 4.5”, at least you weren’t he. That night he got the nickname “Half Donk”. “It’s bigger when it’s hard…” he says feebly. You hope for his sake that the nick name didn’t stick, and that he was right.

You tell her about wanking thinking about the huge cock. She gives her sexy grin, “I don’t blame you, I would have too”.

You tell her about the times you played with your Mate. “What’s his like then?” she laughs,

“Like mine, thinner and straighter.”

“Aw, I love the curve.” she says, “So you do like cocks then?”

 3

You are hard now. She continues to fondle your cock and balls.  You say, “Well, I’ve told you mine.” She has her hand wrapped around you. “I know that you like it, tell me about your cocks”.

“OK, you asked for it”, She smiles and takes the tip of your cock in her mouth. She licks you slowly for a minute and then leans back on her pillows. She is still idly stroking your hard cock. You are nowhere near another orgasm; her hand feels amazing…

“I’ll tell you about three significant cocks, one was a boyfriend, one was a mistake and one a dear friend. The first, a friend at Uni and, the biggest one”.

“The biggest, was a bloke I had a one-night stand with.” She is slowly stroking your cock. “He said it was 10” but I reckon it was only about 8”. I was excited and then disappointed in quick succession.” This was the mistake.

4.

She had met him through work, he fixed photocopiers.  He was friendly and funny, not bad looking and single. She readily accepted his invite for a drink after work. After the fourth or sixth cocktail, he told her his cock tale. The conversation went to previous relationships. He said his recent relationship broke up because of sex. His “Dick was too big”, and his girlfriend had left him for a “weedy little guy”. He assumed that he had a “normal dick”.  On reflection the “weedy little guy” may have just been a nice bloke who liked women and knew where the clitoris lived.

His idea of foreplay seemed to involve her sucking as much of his dick as she could, which wasn’t that much. He stuck his finger into her and frantically pocked her. For him, the clitoris, was just a rumour. Then he got on top, forced his cock in and proceeded to fuck like a manic piston engine. It hurt.

After what she decided was a “reasonable time”, she pretended to have an orgasm and tried to roll out from under. It took him a while to realise that’s what she wanted. He tore the (“Xtra Large” he’d made a point of announcing his need for big ones) condom off and put his cock near her mouth again. She licked it and then wrapped her hands around it. She said it seemed like an hour of constant stroking before a few drops of cum dribbled down his shaft. He dressed quickly and left; she didn’t see him again.

“It was a beautiful cock and could have been a lot of fun, but it was attached to a complete dickhead.”

“My friend at Uni, is ten years older than me and had just had a messy break up. He is the nicest man.” She nestled closer so your bodies pressed together, she takes your hand and places it on her vulva. She opens her legs a little more. Your fingers find the familiar nub of her clit. You feel the hood sliding over the hard little bean of the tip. Every time you start with the good intent of masturbating your lover, you are overcome by the desire to go down on her. To taste and smell her, to lick and suck her clit and labia into your mouth. You shift position. You are now laying on your stomach between her thighs.

“Oo, I didn’t expect that guv…” she puts on a Benny Hill voice. As you breathe in the sweet scent of her, thick with your cum. You joke “A saucy girl like you is going to get the tongue lashing she so richly deserves…” you both laugh. Your mouth is full of her now, your cum and her is mixed on your tongue and nostrils. This is the most primal feeling. So rapt are you in this moment you forget about your cock, it softens and retreats. Your entire world is in your mouth.

5.

 “Before I go on, there are some things that you don’t know about me.” She is running her fingers through your hair as you explore her cunt with your tongue. Your arms are stretched forward your hands gently fondling her breasts.

“You probably think I was some sexually precocious little tart; I may well be one now, but…” she trailed off and grunted in pleasure, her breathing quickening.

“I was a virgin until I was 20…” She went on “I grew up in a very religious family in the bush”.

 “Before you ask, NO we weren’t abused sexually or physically. We were loved and protected by parents who only wanted the best for us. They just had a different world view  and we lived 150km from town in Western Queensland.”

“I knew absolutely nothing about sex, boys, cocks, my own body, nothing outside periods and the vague possibility that I would get married and have babies, somehow.”

“When I finished high school, mostly by correspondence but the last two years at a Christian College for Girls, I was 19, and I had won a scholarship to University.”
“I moved to the city and stayed with my aunt and uncle, who were a lot more worldly and cooler than my parents”.

You are licking her slowly, idly, almost unconsciously, it has become what you are. You are immersed fully in her cunt, and it is beautiful.

“Well, long story short. When I was in first year, I met a guy who was 24. Not the guy I started telling you about, another guy…” She laughed and went on, “This one was in a master’s program in “the philosophy of science” or some shite…”

“We became friends, and he was my tutor for a first semester stats subject that I did, nothing was ever going to happen, ever…” She squeezes your head gently between her thighs. “Then I discovered alcohol”.

“We got pissed and told each other our life stories.”

6.

 She told him about her sheltered upbringing. He told her about his brief marriage. They were both lonely. He asked if he could kiss her. He asked! They kissed, his hands found her shoulders and then gently caressed her face and hair. They kissed for a very long time. He went home and masturbated 4 times just thinking about her kisses.

They saw each other a few times over the next week. There was a long weekend coming up. He casually asked her if she wanted to spend the weekend with him. DID SHE! She demurred as much as she could and pretended to be cool, but FUCK! He said that he had a house to himself for the weekend and probably the rest of the week.

“I’ll bring some food,” she said and then wondered if that sounded silly, well not as cool as she wanted to sound.

No one alive today is totally ignorant of sex. It’s everywhere. Sex is a strong motivator for almost everything. It sells cars, beer, and cosmetics.  Wars have been fought over it. She was aware of the mechanics of sex, of course. At the boarding school, girls talked about little else. She had seen pictures in magazines and watched part of an old VHS porn tape with her sisters one Christmas at their uncle and aunt’s place. The tape got chewed up by the VHS player. They had found it already in the machine, so just pretended that nothing had happened.

Her actual innocence was more about the practice than theory. She had not yet had a serious relationship.

Most of what she really now knows about sex she learnt between Friday and Tuesday of that weekend.

She arrived early with an overnight bag and a box of random food items. They hugged and kissed. He was wearing shorts and tee shirt. Looking very cool. He offered her a glass of wine. They sat on the couch with the TV on with no sound. Music clips played silently.

“Really glad you came. Thanks…” He raised his wine glass in a salute, she did the same.

“Thanks for inviting me.”

“Look, I really enjoyed the other night. You are so gorgeous.” His words ran together in a display of youthful excitement. “Um, look if you don’t want to have sex, I understand” He blushed “why am I talking?”

“Ah, sure, thanks, ah can we talk about it...ah… sex before… well… you know…”

“Of course, we have three days and possibly the rest of our live.”

“Thanks.” She sipped her wine “I’m a virgin!” There! She just blurted it out.

He tried not to look surprised and failed.

She tells him that she has never even seen a man naked. She was the middle of three sisters. Her parents prudish and her education repressively religious. Once when some people came to visit after church one Sunday, their son, about the same age as her elder sister came with them.

They went into the yard and then the shed. He was very horny and talked about sex constantly. At one point he said he’d show them his cock. He got it out for less than a second when their mothers came looking for them. They sheepishly pretended to be interested in the ride on mower, despite his obvious erection. That half second was it for about well then, to now. She had seen pictures but not the real thing.

“WOW! Far out, that’s, ah, wow…”

“Please don’t make fun of me, this is taking a lot. I’ve never been in this situation before. I’m scared really.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it…” he was blushing deeply. He put a hand on her arm and said half seriously “Please don’t be scared.” He smiled and said, “Are you sure you want me to be your first?”

“Yes.” She put her glass down and they kissed, deeply and passionately.

When they broke off their kiss, he stood up and said, “For you”.

He took off his tee shirt, dropped his shorts, and stood in front of her. Her eyes locked on his erect cock. It was an amazing fleshy presence. Pink and brown with a dark shiny head. It jutted out from his body at a sharp angle, it was curved up so that the tip was only a couple of inches from his stomach. He had a sparse cloud of light brown pubic hair. He didn’t seem to have balls. Just a tight mound under the base of his dick. “Wow, far out…, can I touch it?”

“In a while” He was holding it now, his hand wrapped around it.

“It looks really big, huge…”

He laughed loudly, surprised by a joke, “Noo, noo, noo, it’s exactly average, statistically average… 5” long and 5” round…” he blushed “But thanks, men always like hearing that”.

“Biggest I’ve seen…” she smiled.

“I’ve been thinking about this moment since the other night.” He is stroking his hard cock with his right hand “I masturbated heaps thinking about you this week”.

She is mesmerised and very turned on, she can enjoy this, she doesn’t have to suppress it or pray it away, doesn’t have to feel guilty. He masturbated thinking of her, wow.

“Can I show you how my cock works? Would you mind?” Teaching someone about sex was his long-held fantasy. He loved masturbating for an audience.

“No, please, this is so amazing…”

As he stroked his cock, he placed his left hand just under the head. His stroking became faster, and his grip tighter, until his whole body shook and his back arched “Aghhh…” he moaned, as his cock spurted streams of pure white fluid into his waiting hand. She knew about semen, of course, but she was amazed at the force with which it spurted out. She wondered if she would feel it spurt inside of her.

“Fuck, I needed that, been so horny thinking about you, I hope it didn’t freak you out.” He said breathlessly as she took his hand holding the semen and inspected it closely.

“It’s a wonderful smell” she closed her eyes and smiled.

He went to the bathroom and washed his hands and his cock in the hand basin.

Still naked he stood in front of her. His cock was soft and wrinkled now, that mound at the base was now a scrotum and two plum sized balls. His pubic hair was very sparse and golden in the candlelight.

“You are beautiful” and at that moment she meant it, more sincerely than anything she had ever said.

“Mm, now it’s your turn…” she stood up and allowed him to lead her by the hand to his bedroom.

He held her tightly against his naked body. She desperately wanted to shed her clothes. He lifted her blouse up over her head and undid her bra with practised ease. She slid her skirt down and let it drop. He eased her pants down slowly she felt his fingers brush her pubic hair. Now every nerve and every cell in her body was tingling and buzzing with anticipation and excitement.

He took a step back, still holding her hand, and looked at her. “You are so gorgeous.” He pulled her into him again. This time it was bare skin against skin. His cock was hard again and pressed into her stomach. He said, “May I touch your breasts?” She thought that was the most erotically charged thing that she had ever heard. “Please” she said without any breathe. He slowly brushed his hand over her bare skin and held her right breast as if gauging the weight of it. No one, except a doctor when she was about 15 and a woman who sold expensive bras had actually touched her breasts before. Fuck, she liked this!

“When did you lose your virginity” she whispers, her voice trembling slightly.

“I was very young. I sort of grew up in the Northern Rivers on what is now called a Multiple Occupancy but was then a “commune”. My parents were hippies. Lots of nudity, lots of sex, and very little supervision. It was heaven, sort of. Anyway, all the kids, a mob of us about the same age, played together every day in the rainforest. There was lots of experimenting. Doctors and Nurses was a popular game. So yes, very young.”

“Wow, that is so different to mine.”

“It was different from nearly everyone’s childhood. It was OK mostly, a bit harder as we got older. Most of us wanted part of the straight world that our parents were rejecting.”

“May I touch your cock now?” She was warming to this game.

“Sure, of course, you don’t have to ask…”

“Mm it’s kind of sexy though, asking, it adds a bit of anticipation, don’t you think?” Immediately embarrassed for sounding twee.

She looked down and saw his now hard cock pointing up at her, she touched it gently with her fingertips.  Then as her excitement grew, she grabbed it hard. Wrapping her fingers around this hard flesh she felt powerful. She had never felt any of this. Her cunt was on fire, hot and tingling, she needed to be touched. She grabs his free hand and grinds her pubic mound into it. They kiss in another universe. They are just tongues and sex. He crouches in front of her and puts his hands around her buttocks pulling her into his mouth.

His tongue enters her cleft and finds the centre of her excitement. That little button, “Satan’s doorbell” as one of her women teachers had called it, warning her of the horrors of masturbation.

Her entire body went into an uncontrollable spasm. Every muscle tightened and waves of warm violent pleasure flooded through her. At one point she thought that she would faint. “Oh God, far out, you are amazing, that was awesome…” This wasn’t her first orgasm, but so far it was her best.

They stumble sideways to the bed, breathless. “Oh wow, we were both horny…” He says as their bodies entwine arm over arm, leg over leg. His hard cock gently pushing its way into her pubic hair. “I just need to get a condom…” he smiled “…if you want to fuck now, that is…”

“Of course, yes…” she rolls on her back, and he stands, goes to a bed side table, and picks up a small foil packet. He tears the edge with his teeth and takes out the little oval of latex. “Can I see…?” He holds it in front of her, she picks it up cautiously, like it may explode or shatter like glass.

“Would you like to put it on me?”

“You’ll have to show me how.”

He takes the rolled condom and places it on the glans of his cock, “Now just roll it down as far as it will go.” She does, her hand finds his balls, she gently holds them. She knows to be careful; she has heard stories of men being hit in the balls. She is surprised at the feel of them, warm and heavy in her hand. Her other hand is stroking the latex covered shaft of his cock. She lay down on her back again, legs apart, her moist pink labia glistening through jet-black pubic hair.

He knelt between her legs and leans down. He is looking at her cunt. This is the first person to look at her adult genitalia.  He leans further and his mouth is covering her sex again. His tongue is playing with her fine labia and flicking the tip of her clit. She can feel herself getting wetter and hotter, although she has never felt this before, she wants him inside of her Now!

He rises from her and moves up the bed, his fingers find her opening, she feels the tip of his cock pushing into her. He is slow and gentle; she feels every millimetre of his cock gradually sliding into her. He pushes forward until their pubic bones meet. Then he pauses for a heartbeat and just as slowly moves his cock back and then forward. With every thrust he is a little faster. She picks up the rhythm, moving her hips to match his thrusts. There was no pain, no torn hymen. Just the most exquisite sensation of being filled up, this beautiful blunt presence sliding back and forth inside of her.

“Oh God, that’s … aghh” she is overcome, all that matters is his amazing thing inside her body. Time slips, she is just now, just this moment. Then her body starts to tremble, her breathing quickens. His finger is rubbing her clit in small circles as they fuck. Suddenly her second orgasm crashes through. His thrusts are faster, stronger more violent. Her clit is sensitive, spasms of pleasure are so intense, she cannot stand it anymore. She feels her cunt spasm and grip his cock in waves, she can feel the shape of it spreading the walls of her cunt. He gently pulls out of her. They cuddle for a long time, feeling each other’s hearts beat.

“Did you come?” she whispers hoarsely.

“No, not yet.” He pulls the condom off his hard cock, “Would you minding finishing me off… with your hand?”

Of course, she knew what he meant, and now her hands were shaking, and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Still so excited so wonderfully excited.

She wraps her hand around his cock and starts pulling it up and down vigorously and hard. “Huh, just slow down a bit… huh… stop for a second…”

“Am I doing it wrong?”

“No, not at all… can I show you how I like it, though?”

He replaces her hand with his “You see how my fingers are here on the underside, that is where it’s the most sensitive. The head is sensitive but not as much as here”, he points to a spot about 10mm from his glans. “I really like it slowly and gentle to start, just light strokes, barely touching…” he demonstrated, sliding his loosely held fingers along his shaft.

“How’s this….” She asked through a sly smile that would melt steel. Their eyes locked on each other. She stroked his cock for about 5 minutes, when he tensed, his breathing became quick and shallow. Instinctively she held him slightly tighter, and her strokes became faster.

“UUGHH… fuck…” His cock throbbed in her hand and streams of white cum shot a metre in the air. It landed with a splash on his stomach and her hand.

He held her hand to stop her from moving, his cock was too sensitive to touch for a minute or so.

“Wow, that smell, it’s so special…” she held her hand up to her nose. Then instinctively she dipped the tip of her tongue into the small pool of semen in her palm. “Wow, it doesn’t really taste of anything, sort of neutral, I imagined something more bitter or salty… like lemon juice or vinegar or something…”

They hugged, both now covered in smears of fresh cum. Bathing in its scent.

That night they played with each other’s bodies. She was fascinated with his cock and balls. He was lost in her vulva “Wow, you have a beautiful cunt…”

“Is that what you call it?”

“Well, yeah, why?”

“It just sounds crude, coarse. Not a word we used at the Christian Ladies College…”

“Ah”, He smiled, “I’m sorry, but I don’t think it’s a bad word.” He sat up with his back against the bedhead. “All the other words ‘pussy’, ‘fanny’ etc. are childish, they infantilise us. I find the word ‘pussy’ far more offensive than ‘cunt’.”

“Mm, just another something to think about…”

“Cunt is the most powerful word, I think it’s also one of the oldest, think of the sounds, in ‘kith’, ‘kin’, ‘clan’, ‘country’ “community”. All of those come out of Cunts. Why wouldn’t you want to use the most powerful word to describe the most beautiful thing?”

“How about this?” She was holding his soft penis.

“Cock”

He leaned over and held her breasts in the palms of his hands “…and Breasts… maybe tits, never titties or Boobies.”

“Mm, I’d really like you to put your cock in my cunt, again.” She smiled as she stroked his soft cock. It felt like a small animal in her hand. “Is that OK?”

“Perfect…”

“Teach me how to suck you off,” she paused as she felt his cock stir in her hand, “tomorrow, I just want to fuck tonight, I want your cock in me all night!” She smiled that sly sexy smile and winked at him.

7

 She was enjoying your tongue and the attention you were giving her. However, she was also getting a little sore, “Hey, that’s really nice, but I need to stop for a while”.

You stopped and rolled onto your side. Then you slid up the bed and lay beside her. She sat with her knees drawn up and her chin resting on them.

“That was the first cock I ever experienced. He was my first real boyfriend, my first lover and my first heartbreak.”

“What happened?”

“We went out for six months, the sex was always great, he was like a black belt in it. I was in love with his cock. Eventually we sort of bored each other, until the sex wasn’t enough. He was heading for a PhD and I for a job in the public service.” She leans back and idly strokes your sleeping penis. “He moved to Perth for his Doctorate program and married a lecturer; I think they are both lecturing now.”

“After that I was nearly finished first year. I guess after my introduction to the world of the flesh, I got a taste for sex and intimacy. I had a lot of catching up to do, and I think I caught up.”

She tells you about some sexual adventures. The Professor, the guy in the bar, a guy in her research methods class, the visiting American basketballer, and so on.

“In 3rd year, an older man, who was a friend, had a really awful break up” She holds your cock just below the head with her fingers and thumb, she stretches it out fully, with her index finger of her other hand, she dips into her cunt and then uses the wet tip to rub the frenulum of your stretched cock. The sensation is intense, unbearably so.

“This man had been really kind to me in first year, he lent me a car for about three weeks when I didn’t have transport. He helped me with stats and, well he was a really nice man, genuinely. We hung out at the Refectory together and went to the same parties. He never did anything sleazy, to me or anybody else I knew.”

She continues to tease your now stiff cock with her fingertips.

“One night I bumped into him in a pub. He was really morose; this was a few months after his separation…”

8.

She invites him to have a drink with her and the young student crew she was with tonight. He was older, at least ten years older. A few drinks in and they have split off to the side of the group trying to talk over the din in the pub.

She touches his arm, just above his elbow, “Let’s grab a bottle and go back to mine…” She thinks, ‘I hope he doesn’t think this is an invitation to sex’.

He agrees and they walk out of the Bottleo with two bottles of cheap red wine. Her house was a short walk to the pub. Her house mates were both away.

At her house they sit on opposite couches watching the TV with the sound down and a CD playing some Hip Hop number quietly. Of that he was glad, it was being played quietly.

“You looked a bit sad and lonely out there tonight…” She felt that their friendship allowed that.

‘oh, you know, just being me… I guess” He gave a weak grin.

“Behave, you’re a fun guy…”

“Not recently.”

She pours wine and near the end of the first bottle he says, “You know I haven’t had sex in two years.” And then thought better of it “Please, don’t think that was a come on. I don’t want to... ah ... well I would want to. Fuck! First rule of holes, when you are in a hole, stop digging…” He smiles more genuinely this time “You know what I mean, we know each other well enough now.”

“That’s OK Mate.” She walks over and sits beside him. “How come”

“Well, the wife and I stopped having sex two years ago, partly because we hated each other and partly because I’m impotent…” He shrugged.

“That’s no good” she hugs him now. “You haven’t had anyone else?”

“I couldn’t, I have nothing to offer, physically”.

9.

You have moved into the lounge room; you are both still naked. She has lit candles. “Anyway, again long story short…” She pours two glasses of red wine from the decanter on the table. “I kiss him and grab his cock through his pants.”

“What happened?”

“He kissed me back and didn’t try to stop me when I opened his fly and pulled his penis out”.

“Was he hard?”

“No, but sort of thick and fleshy, solid but soft, and before you ask, biggish, about the same as you… just thicker and straighter.”

You laugh, “but you love the curve…”

“I do”

10.

“Oh, fuck, are you OK?” He asks nervously.

“I’m fine, just lay back and enjoy”.

She stood up and lead him into the bedroom. She undressed him.

She undressed herself, and hugged him, their bare skin pressed hard together. She could feel his thick flaccid cock rubbing against her she felt his fingers searching for her clit.  

They throw themselves onto the bed. He is a confusion of hands and mouth. They kiss, he rubs her breasts and sucks her nipples. He finds her vulva and her clit, he is a starving man at a banquet. She lays back smiling and running her fingers through his hair as his mouth finds her cunt.

She stops him, while she can. She wants to make this last.

She sits up against a pile of pillows pressed against the bedhead. He sits beside him “Wow, you are amazing. How long since you’ve gone down on somebody?”

“Nine years, almost to the day…” he is gazing at her body. He is enthralled.

“Nine years, I was expecting you to say a week or something!” She rolled onto an elbow and reached across to hold his cock.

“Why nine years?”

“Wife did not like it. Didn’t suck me either.”

“Well, you are very good at it, and I love oral sex…” she leant over and took his soft cock into her mouth. She sucked him slowly and gently for a minute or two. “Was that, OK?”

“Jesus, yes, fuck it’s been a long time…”

“Would you mind if I tried something?” she has that sexy sly smile again.

“Sure, anything, well anything within reason of course…” he smiled back, an uncertain awkward smile.

She repositioned herself between his legs. She started touching his cock lightly with her fingertips. She knew how they worked now and loved that knowledge.

After a few minutes of gentle massaging, she put her fingers round his glans and stretched his penis straight up. Then she put her mouth against the underside of his stretched cock. Her tongue played on his frenulum and every few seconds she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She did this for about half an hour. They were almost silent. He had fallen into a trance; his entire world was in her mouth.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and leaned forward rubbing her breasts on his cock. It seemed a bit thicker a bit heavier, still not hard. She stretched him again. “How long is it, I wonder?”

He shrugged and said, “I don’t know.”

“Bullshit, that would make you the only man in the Western World, who hasn’t measured his cock,” she was laughing now. Her smile was playful.

“6 inches”

“Right, we are sitting on a bed, naked, and we have been sucking each other’s genitals, we don’t have to pretend to be good here.” Both laughed at this.

They talked. She asked about his first sexual experience. It had been a hand-job at the Drive In. First actual fuck, same girl at her parents’ house while they were away. She told him about her “awakening”. She said that it was like coming out of the repressive darkness into the fresh air. She worried about men having fragile egos and needing constant reassurance. He felt that aimed at him.

“You are worried about not being able to get it up. Fuck, you are a master at cunnilingus. You seem to know your way around a woman’s body alright. I love sucking your cock. You not having sex isn’t about you not getting erections.”

Of all the undergraduates in the whole fucking university, he found a 3rd year Psych student. Though he had to admit that she was right.

“A few weeks ago, I went out with a first year. He is 21 and really horny. He came twice before we got home. He actually ejaculated in his pants twice while we were kissing in the cab. I thought it was sweet, he wanted me so much he could not stop cumming.”

She leaned over again and held his cock in one hand. “We played all night; he came about a zillion times. At the start he couldn’t even get a condom on without blowing his load. I loved it. I bathed in it, we wallowed in his cum. I pulled him off a few times just to feel his urgent cock throb in my hand and see hot spunk fly out of it. I swallowed a gallon of it, slight exaggeration maybe, I think it was …. Any way what I’m trying to say is that he was hung up about premature ejaculation. Actually, after he came a few times, we had a great fuck. He said it was the best and longest he’d ever had. He’d never had an all-night sex session before. The girls he had been with were just as inexperienced and naïve as he was.”

He was hovering in a state of excitement that he had not experienced for some time. His cock wasn’t hard, but he felt horny. HE FUCKING LOVED HAVING HIS COCK PLAYED WITH!

Now using lube, she massaged his cock. Holding the head in one hand and sliding her fingers up and down his slippery shaft. “Oh, fuck that’s nice!” He could feel his balls tightening “Please don’t stop”. After about 5 minutes, his body started shaking and his cock stiffened a little. Great clouts of white cum fell onto his stomach. He nearly lost consciousness “Oh, ah, fuck, how did you do that?”

His breathing settled and he hugged her close to him. He kissed her like they had been lovers forever. “Now it’s my turn.” She opened her legs pulled her pubic hair away and said, “Lick me!”

He obliged, licking, and sucking her clit until she came loudly and hard, squeezing his head between her thighs.

11.

“So, what happened,” you are turned on by her story. You love her openness and her stories.

“We stayed friends. His impotence cured itself. Well, after a few sessions with me. I really liked him.” She pours more wine into your glasses. “We had a deal that we would only be friends, and we would see other people.” She sips the wine. “He would come around to my place, we would get naked and have long oral sex sessions. Then one day his cock just sprung up and got hard in my mouth and he came as I was sucking him. Cured!” She stares at her glass, there is a long silence, then she says, “It was nice, we fucked a few times, which was lovely, then he took up with another friend of mine, who insisted that we stop having sex or she would go psycho and burn my house down, so we stopped.”

You finish your wine and stand up. Your cock is hard again. She grabs you and sucks it hard. Then she stands up and you walk into the bedroom with her again. You and she lay on the bed, she on her back you nearly on top of her. She reaches down and holds your cock; she is masturbating with the tip. You can feel the shape of her clit on the eye of your cock. Then suddenly she draws you to her, your cock slides easily into her warmth. You feel that you can fuck all night. She whispers in your ear “Mm this is why I love the curve….”

12.

You are on the beach at sunset. The sea is getting dark, and the blue sky is almost purple at the horizon. She sits beside you, one arm around your shoulder. She moves her arm from your shoulder and places her hand on your shorts, on the bulge of your cock. She rubs it slowly, gently. You both look up and down the beach. You are alone. She undoes your fly and fishes your hard cock out. Her hand wraps around the base of your cock. She squeezes it rhythmically “Mmm remember this...”  Nearly half a century later, you do, clearly....

You are in a car. In the backseat...