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Lynette Lynette Having effected a school transfer – really for the purposes of pursuing my dream job by changing to a west-coast university – I found myself once again largely unengaged in any sexual activity with someone other than myself. Shyness? Nerdiness? Fear of embarrassment? Seemed natural to me, if undesired. So, it was another two years, at about my graduation, that I finally picked up another partner. Lynette. Lynette and I were together for about three years, and I finally had a chance to explore sex in an open way with a woman. She was as interested in sex as I was, and she liked sharing her interest. Again, this was in the days before the internet, and even before VCRs, so porn was limited to magazines, books and adult theaters. We would buy some magazines and look through them together, noting what each other liked. From the advertisements in the magazines, we ordered adult catalogs and together chose books and toys to order by mail. We tried different positions, different techniques, etc. We went to an adult theater to see explicit movies, and while we never<b> engaged </font></b>in theater sex, we would hold hands and squeeze when there was a scene we particularly liked. It was with Lynette that my fascination with a woman’s nipples first became explicit. I remember taking a bath together, sitting behind her as she nestled between my legs. I would reach around and play with her breasts, toy with her nipples. In particular, she loved it when I would stiffen my hands and washboard my fingers up and down over her nipples. She damn near came once with such ministrations. (smile) Lynette also liked it when I would tell her what to do. Have her pose for me, masturbate for me, etc. She felt she was less inhibited if she was being told what to do rather than choosing to do something on her own. And I enjoyed the control aspect – and do to this day. One thing I particularly remember is having her on her back and being between her legs and having her use my cock to masturbate herself. (smile) After one of our trips to the theater, I had her strip in the car and run into the apartment naked as I followed with her clothes. I did this a few other times, and on longer drives would have her take her pants off. I love the feel of skin, and would rather rest my hand on her bare thigh than on her jeans. I got my first blowjob from Lynette and ate my first pussy. And I learned an important lesson from her when she complained that I’d get sleepy after orgasm. I learned to focus on my partner first and worry about my own fulfillment later. This, in turn, taught me that I really enjoy my partner’s pleasure, and derive tremendous satisfaction in giving her an orgasm. Yes, I know she might be faking it, but I can still hope that this isn’t the general case. I liked going down on Lynette, or having her kneel over my face so I could lick and suck on her pussy. Sometimes I’d have her spread her lips for me. It made her feel more exposed. She also enjoyed holding a mirror so she could watch me eat her. I had a lot of fun bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then backing off only to bring her back to the brink, again and again. My later partners tended not to like that. It made them frustrated. But it would drive Lynette wild! Sixty nine was not a favorite position. It tends not to “fit” well and both ends wind up doing a half-assed job. Also, I think it’s much harder to stimulate the clit when licking form top-to-bottom, if you will. I want to be facing the other way ’round where my tongue parts her lips and exposes the clit. The best blow jobs were when she took the time to really tease me. Licking the shaft up and down, running her lips along it, only occasionally popping the head into her mouth. I’d end up rocking my hips, hoping to get my cock into her mouth as she toyed with me. When she did take me in it just felt so fucking good! Together we shared fantasies. She was intrigued with the idea of being with another woman, and I toyed with the idea of finding a woman for her for her birthday. Of course, today, with sites like AdultFriendFinder, such a fantasy would be infinitely easier to arrange. But in my mind at the time, I imagined finding a woman who would be willing to play the role. I’d ask the woman to come by the apartment before Lynette got home, strip and lie on the bed in mock-bondage (even then, though interested in the idea of bondage, I was also cognizant of importance of consent, and in my mind there would simply be some rope loops the woman could but her hands in – the illusion of bondage being ever so much more important than the actuality). I would leave her there and close the bedroom door to wait for Lynette. When Lynette got there, I would take her to the bedroom to see her “present” and the leave her there, closing the bedroom door behind me. It would be up to Lynette as to whether or not she wanted to share the present with me. Earlier, I shared our first anal experience together. Lynette was never able to fully take my cock in her ass, but she loved a finger in her ass as I fucked her from behind, and she loved the “full” feeling of a slender butt plug. Sex with Lynette was fun. It might be messy at times, but neither of us minded falling asleep on cum-soaked sheets. I still have letters she wrote me, and one of them says a lot about our sex together: I like it when you come all over me. When I have my period and you come all over my clit, and it drips down to my ass and feels so warm and wet and slippery. And I like it when you come all over my tits and rub it in after. I love when you suck on my tits and lick them and when you eat me and make me come several times before you stop. It feels so good. And I like it when you eat me until I’m about to come and then you put your cock in me. And I do like touching you and stroking you. I like to suck on your cock and lick your balls. In fact, that’s one of my fantasies, as you will soon see (as soon as I finish writing it). I like making love with you in different positions. I like being on top and having my tits hang down in your face and you telling me how big they are. I like kneeling on the bed and you standing behind me or when I bend over the couch. I liked the time when I wore my crotchless panties and garter belt and knelt on the bed and you came all over my ass and then took pictures of me. I liked lying on the kitchen table while you ate me. And I liked having anal sex with you (I’ve never done it with anyone else, so that seems even more special). You’re so gentle and it feels so good. It even excites me when you put your cock in my ass and just hold it there. And after you come in my ass it feels so warm and wet and I like when you leave your cock in. I haven’t read that in a long time. It really gets me hard! We eventually broke up when my job took me 400 miles away for a couple of years. She was back in school, and eventually started seeing a guy who lived in the upstairs apartment. I wish I still had those pictures… Lynette was of Asian descent via Hawaii and had the softest, sweetest bush. I’m not a big fan of the naked-pussy-look. |
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