hmmm
first time (and all the rest) was shit. he said he'd had 15 others before me...big arse sucking bollocks to that.

he was damn hot, tall, sexy...i was smitten. i'd been a good girl and held out for about a month into the 'relationship'. long story cut short, st paddy's day, bit too much of the black stuff. get back to his and think 'fuck it' might as well now im here. i lie there all naked and hot as (i digress but i do have a kick ass body). he gets on top, wriggles about a bit and then starts pounding away like a dog on ur leg type. i was told to keep still or 'he would get distracted'. no kissing, no hands anywhere, just grunting. o god the grunting. i swear a pig would be proud.

i think the only way i can describe how i felt is to liken it to an inflatible doll. i lay there like a fucking piece of meat while he was at it for 45 mins until finally i pushed him off saying that he'd 'pulled out, slammed in and missed' ....hense i was in pain and needed to stop.

i didn't even bother to finish him off i was that annoyed.

this happened for a period of about 2 more months until i got that pissed off with not actually 'having any fun' i finished it..well sort of. long story for another qotw (god help u)

so far im delighted to say i've fucked several more 'real' men. one of whom was (still is) a raf pilot, and o god was he good. (no grunting!)

15 others my arse. i think the closest thing he ever got to fuck before me was his hand.

wanker

length..?? alright but he didn't know how to use the fucking thing!!
(mcspannered yes m'lord, Wed 20 Jun 2007, 22:53, Reply)