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What experiences have you had that you've stored in your wank bank - share them so we can start a mutual wanking building society

(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 14:15)
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It's strange, but these days I wank to some of the tamer experiences I've had, rather than the kinkier ones
It is the 90's, and I am in Bergen in Norway. We had met in the morning. I had only got off the ferry an hour earlier, and had overcome my fear to start a converstion with her in a cafe where she sat alone reading a book. She had pale blue eyes and light blonde hair, a little plump and I'd guessed about 19 years. She was beautiful. We had spent the day walking the seafront, and all day I'd felt a lightness in my stomach.
Now we sit on the edge of the wooden decking in the backyard of her mother's house. It is 8 at night though the sun is bright like midday, and fat bumblebees buzz around the flowers in the grass. We talk about language, and I feel the tension growing between us. She says her name means wolf, and reaches over and draws a wolf on my arm like a tattoo. I take her hand in mine and she squeezes it back. It is the first time we've touched. We stay like this for a while, looking out over the blue and red matchbox houses towards the fjord. Still holding my hand she stands and says "Come with me", and leads me to her bedroom on the downstairs level.
Without speaking, she takes of her clothes and lays down naked on the bed, on her back on top of the white down quilt, and waits looking at me. Her skin is milky white with a small fuzz of armpit hair and pubes. I am nervous at her directness, and I am still not hard when I strip down. To delay, I move between her legs and use my tongue on her. She responds and her taste is sweet and delicate. She guides me up and kisses me, then turns to push her ass in towards me like spoons. She seems to know what I need and quickly I am hard as steel and moving inside her. The moment stretches out in a rhythm and builds until I pull out and wet her back and quilt as I come. We lay there together as the night sun comes through the window. Outside, there could be nuclear explosions and I would not care.
(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 16:13, 1 reply)
So you get off on hairy armpits?
(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 16:21, closed)
I don't have strong feelings about armpit hair either way. I usually find women care a lot more about that stuff than men do
I am a bit suspicious about people who like shaved snatches. It seems slightly paedo to me, as only pre-teens have natural bare skin there, but maybe I'm reading too much into it
(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 16:26, closed)
My love of shaved snatches harks back to the Receptionist in my previous Quake/BJ post
A few days before the BJ I'd managed to get my hand down the front of her trousers in the photocopying room and it was as smooth as glass... all previous girlfriends were like chewbacca down there.

Any shaved ones I've gotten my hands on since then take me back to the very naughty few months I had with that chick.

Never even considered any links to prepubescent girls but I can see where you're coming from.
(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 16:42, closed)
he should probably tuck it back in and zip up then

(, Thu 23 Aug 2012, 16:51, closed)

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