She looked cute enough in her picture, blue eyes, blonde hair, pretty smile... :) I liked what I saw, so I messaged her back. We wound up talking on the phone, and she was SO fucking shy. Like, she was a fish out of water when on the phone. It was odd...because she is totally not shy in real life.
We set up our first date, and I was standing in front of her house when she arrived home from work. Still in her scrubs :3 how cute. And when squinting my eyes to make out her face through the window of her car (it was night), I could see she had a huge smile, and she was almost giddy with excitement. I, on the other hand, was very nervous and anxious. I was also thinking, "Is she crazy to meet a strange man on the internet and invite him over to her house for a FIRST meeting?"
Well, her brother was in there so no, she's not that crazy. She sat me down next to him in the living room, and together he and I watched sports while she got changed into something more comfortable. After chatting with him for a little while, she came out, wearing a bath robe and he took it as his cue to leave.
She sat next to me. I froze. She put in a dvd, it was "The Notebook", a tear-jerking tale of love and loss. She instructed me to put my arm around her. I don't know why the fuck I'm so shy now, I never was this way as a teenager. Anyways....
After breaking the touch barrier, I fucking melt. I get comfortable with her, with myself and relax, and begin testing where the boundaries are.
There were no boundaries with her. We didn't even make it halfway through the movie. Her robe was off and I was taking off my shirt, feeling up her body and yeah. I think I've made my point. :)
Anyways we had sex a few times, she was the first and only girl I've ever had squirt on my body during an orgasm =D I felt proud of that accomplishment. She disappeared for one weekend and it was very similar to the weekend where my highschool sweetheart, Blondie disappeared.
Sugartits and I even had plans for that Saturday, we were going to buy some groceries and together, cook up some sort of pinaepple chicken recipe I had found online and have dinner. Instead, one week later I was informed about how she kind of had a relapse. She was trying to get over an addiction to coke and basically blew it (little pun there), taking a nosedive (another pun :P) into the drug. Well...I stopped seeing her after that.
But the story doesn't end there. It picks back up a few months later, when I was severely depressed, stopped working out and spent a great amount of time playing a text-based role playing game. She sent me a text, completely out of the blue, "wanna have a 3 some?"
I began my reply, "That's kind of a dumb thing to say after...."
-"Woah, wait a minute" - my inner monologue interjected. "You haven't had sex in awhile...are you really -so- proud that you'd even pass up a threesome?"
I edited the reply to say: "Maybe, with who?"
She responded with a name, and a picture. It was Roxy. I approved, and they showed up at my place later that evening.
Now Sugartits likes to have sex a lot. She is a very sexually experienced girl. She knows how to find it, how to command it, how to do it and when she knew it was coming up, she relaxed in a very self-assured way.
Roxy, on the other hand, was very nervous. We had just met, apparently I was much younger than she had been expecting, and we didn't really have much that we shared in common. I have very little in common with both of them, except that I have a dick, they have pussies and we all enjoy having sex. So it took a little bit to melt the ice with Roxy.
We decided to go into my bedroom, Sugartits laid on my bed in a position like this:
Roxy sat in my computer chair, playing DJ with her back strait and her hands within the arm rests. Sugartits and I looked at eachother. I wanted to fuck her, right there and then. And I was going to do it and let Roxy watch. Sugartits could tell what was about to happen and motioned for me to go for Roxy. I obliged, walking right up to her hunching over and delicately kissing her on her forehead.
It was like striking a match. She immediately tilted her head up and began making out with me. I've never felt a sensation like that before. I was making out with a stranger in my house. Someone who I had met less than an hour previously and who was just sitting there all to herself...cold...quiet.
Sugartits impatiently asked us to join her in the bed, and like a good playmates, we did :)
Now here's the part where I get into the details of the sex, and really there's nothing great to get into detail on. The sex, sucked :( I'm not really sure what the issue was, but I just couldn't get comfortable and be myself. I felt a lot of pressure to perform. I didn't get off, and I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't get off either. :(
A few days later they invited me over to their place for another go. When I arrived, there was another man there. I wasn't ecstatic, but I was willing to give it a go. We sat there at the dinner table, playing sociables. At one point the guy and I were dared to kiss, so we did. I've had gay experiences before, I'm not afraid of kissing a guy :) (should I blog about those gay experiences...maybe not). Anyways, when the strip card came up for me, I stood up on my chair and took my shirt off nice and sloowwwwllly. I worked my hips and gyrated them, finished off with a pelvic thrust and looked oh, so, confidently into the face of one Roxy girl, who looked flabbergasted. :)
I sat back down, and after a few more minutes of playing the girls excused themselves off to the bathroom, (probably to do a line of coke). The guy and I sat across from one another, and I said in a hushed voice, "You DO realize what's going to happen here right?"
He said, rather coyly, "No, what's going to happen?"
I almost laughed, "We're all.." and to emphasize the word, I pointed my finger up and drew a circle in the air, "going to have sex."
"Seriously?"
I actually laughed, "Yeah! But listen, there's only one rule." I kept my index finger pointed up indicate this one rule.
He just looked at me.
"None of this:" and I brought up my second index finger, and brushed them across one another. There was to be no dick-on-dick action. We both laughed. He gave me a smile, a knowing nod, and then the girls re-entered the room. (They heard the whole thing by the way, I later was told.)
Now from there, things got a teensy bit ugly. See, that guy had a major crush on Roxy for quite some time. And he let his pride get the better of him. "So this is how it happens, huh Roxy? We're finally down to the line." Some shit like that. She was like "What?" Anyways, they argued a bit. I rolled my eyes, thinking about how much this guy is fucking shit up. I looked over a Sugartits, her facial expression said, "I have no idea what's going on."
Mine said: "This guy's being an idiot."
Finally. Thankfully, Sugartits took his hand and led him to her bedroom. Then Roxy and I took the remaining bedroom. He left later that night, and then the three of us laid in bed together, cuddling. :)
There were two more parties that they invited me to. One with like five other guys. Fuck that, too much sausage. Too much competition, so I left. The final party there was a good mix of men to women. Just about everyone else got coked up beyond belief, complaining that the coke smelled like potato chips. No sex happened that night (that I'm aware of).
But there's one particular memory of that last night that sticks out in my mind. It's when Sugartits and I were in the kitchen alone and I came up behind her, pressed my crotch up against her ass. She could obviously feel my erection. I reached around and grabbed those Sugartits that I loved so much, "Mmmmm....I kinda missed you." I said into her ear. She smiled, she was into it. Roxy hollered from the living room "What are you guys up to in there?" and I let go of Sugartits. We composed ourselves and joined up with the rest.
I kind of regret letting her go. She was much more....plastic than Roxy. She just liked to have sex. Roxy was a little more like the standard or typical girl I run into. Oh well, live and learn.
Anyways, this is getting long and I long for sleep. So, the story of Roxy and Sugartits, I hope you liked it. :)
Yes! Blog about the guy-on-guy experiences!! HOT!
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