[MF] Success story: Insecure but nailed it!

DISCLAIMER

This story might not be to everyone’s liking because the guy didn’t get to fuck 30 girls in one night, nor did he do a girl for 24 hours straight in every position anatomically possible, yet if detailed and truthful writing are your thing, I genuinely think you will enjoy this story.

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FOREWORD

I am 23M, and before I met Vee I hadn’t had any real sexual encounter. I am white, 5’11, rather skinny but with a bit of muscles showing, and my “thing” isn’t big — I am satisfied with the length, but let’s say that it is thinner than average, not as girthy. (That made me self-conscious and made me feel like I couldn’t get any action.)

Vee is a cute and curvy SE Asian girl who’s had sexual partners in the past, but considers them negative experience for a variety of reasons.

I replied to an ad she posted on Reddit — so this is kind of a success story! — and we clicked. We talked for a week before meeting and one night she wasn’t feeling great she asked me to come over and I obliged. Long story short, we went for a walk, then she invited me to her place, where we cuddled and I ate her out and kissed her goodnight at 5 a.m. before going back home. That was the first night, and this is the story of the second one.

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I arrived at her place that night and she made me wait ten minutes before going downstairs to open the door. I playfully refused her a hug until we got in her room to teach her a lesson.

We got in the room and I gave her a tight squeeze; I gripped her ass cheek and I let my other hand slide up from her lower back. It wasn’t a rough motion because it was slow, but she let out a moan because it was assertive. I pulled her tighter till my hand reached the nape of her neck, and slid my fingers through her hair to threaten pulling it by making a fist with my hand.

Then I may or may not have peeked on her as she was finishing drying her hair before we left for pizza. We agreed we should be good before eating. So we left after a bit of me teasing her in the hope that underneath her skirt she would already be wet by the time we’d reach the restaurant. We ate pizza. It went well. Then we headed back to her place. And then chaos ensued. I took off my jacket and she hers, and I came to her from behind to slide my hands on both sides of her waist and hips, then pulled her close, and breathed in her scent. I then proceeded to tell her I wanted her very badly, and she moaned again.

I brought her to the edge of the bed and pushed her gently, and accompanied her. I let my body down as if I was going to crash against her but stopped at the last second just to get her blood pumping. And I kissed her neck. I bit her too. More or less gently throughout the entire evening. She’s a moaner so she reacts to practically everything I do if it feels right. Needless to say her neighbors must have heard her loud and clear. We must have been at it till 2, maybe 3 am.

The rest is kind of a big blur of sensuality, teasing, and pleasure. Just like the first time, I endeavored not to rush things but to get her in the mood, and by in the mood, I mean drenched through her panties. With caresses and scratches and legs parting and breasts groping and nipples pinching and quiet whispering, I got her there. And I got her there alright.

I found my way to her most intimate place after asking if it was okay with her, and I asked if I could try to please her playing with her clit. She felt shy — she’s the typical stereotype of the embarrassed Asian girl blushing and covering herself when exposed — but eventually gave in after one too many bite marks down her neck.

She guided me a little, explaining briefly where I should touch her when I asked her, and I knew I was finally doing the right thing when she stopped mid sentence and gasped. Circling, flicking, teasing all around, I tried a bit of everything. She moaned a lot but I couldn’t bring her to orgasm, so I offered to finger her, which I had already done the day before, but determined to make her cum this time around.

And so I did. I knew she liked the ‘come hither’ gesture better, so I did just that, and granting her every wish, used two fingers right away and fingered her incredibly tight pussy hard and fast. At some point I felt like I was basically grabbing her down there, and I heard the most erotic noises I’ve ever heard a pussy make before. She was obviously soaked from all the teasing and foreplay, and I didn’t keep myself from tasting her at various intervals, looking her in the eye as I did. And eventually she got even more drenched and came from my biting on her nipple and my fingering her just the right way.

I held her close to make her feel safe, telling her that it’s okay, and that she is beautiful when she cums. I teased her more with my words, embarrassing her by saying all the naughty things she doesn’t like to hear (or does she?) and that made her bury her face in her pillow. I don’t exactly remember how we got to what happened next, but she might have been lazily touching her clit — I like to think of it as being thankful for feeling so good, or maybe keeping the pleasure flowing — but I offered to hold her and play with her overly sensitive nipples while she’d give herself another orgasm. She seemed surprised but in a good way: ”Are you sure? Can I?” Fuck yeah you can. And that’s exactly what happened. I might have been a tiny bit too rough with one of her nipples because she pushed my hand away as she was reaching climax and letting the entire building know she was.

After some more cuddling and panting and low-key teasing, she got on top to grind and try to make me hard. She did, even if I wasn’t super confident she would be able to, because it was kind of my first time after all. Maybe it was the thought (and feeling) of my getting hard for her, of my shaft parting her lips through my boxers, but she looked like she was doing it for her pleasure and not for mine. Not that I’m complaining, mind you.

And then she asked me if she could lick it. Oh boy. That’s it. It’s happening. I’m about to get my first blowjob. What will she think of my thing? Will she just laugh? Will it be enough? I might have said yes absentmindedly because I don’t remember doing so, but next thing I knew I could feel the warmth of her tongue on my cock and the softness of her lips around its tip. (If you’re interested in a non-explicit picture, [here is one](https://imgur.com/a/kpe6Jk6).)

Not only did I not know what would work for me, but she also had given head in the past, so I couldn’t really guide her. Plus when I saw and felt how sloppy she got my thing, I knew it was between good hands. Quite literally, for that matter. I wasn’t expecting anything and wasn’t even sure I would manage to stay hard throughout the whole thing, but she did such a great job that it was simply… enjoyable. And that means a lot. She said she had a strong gag reflex and that my thing was too long — wait what?! You mean my dick had been fine all along and I let my insecurities stop me from having fun for all my teenage years? Ugh. — so she gagged a few times trying to take it all. She did take her time to give, and I mine to enjoy. I could feel she wanted me to cum and I didn’t know if I would be able to finish from this, but I told her to use her hand as well as her mouth, and I felt the pace changing. I could feel the irresistible urge to finish taking over my body, my other limbs feeling numb, as if all the blood had rushed down there — I couldn’t make a fist with my hands anymore, and if that means I’m dying from some hardcore disease and that my orgasms are numbered, please don’t tell me. I was now fighting it and gosh did that feel good. I warned her and she took it all in her mouth. Apparently it was a lot because she meant to swallow but couldn’t because there was too much of it. Oops?

She got up to wash her face, came back to bed, and waited for me to join her after my shower. We then fell asleep in each other’s arms even if I might have teased her some more just for the sake of it. The next morning she woke me up with kisses and, long story short, wanted an orgasm before going to class, so I let those same fingers writing this story right now work their magic, and she squirted all over her bed. No joke. I made a woman squirt. Fucking fantastic. Apparently it doesn’t happen to her often because she was quite surprised and embarrassed, but I was proud and delighted. We got dressed and when we parted, we couldn’t wait to see each other again and do more.

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AFTERWORD

I decided to write this story for myself (just to keep as a souvenir of that lovely night) but offered to share it with her – I did mean to tell her about my idea to post it on Reddit along with the beautiful picture we took that night. The fact that she is currently on her knees under the desk as I am proofreading my writing should vouch for the fact that not only is she very much okay with it, but very enthusiastic as well. She and I hope to hear your feedback and are happy to answer any kind of question you might want to ask. Let’s make this a safe space where sex positivity reigns supreme. Sharing this story with you guys was not just for my own enjoyment (or hers), but also to give hope to all of those in my case — all of the young, inexperienced guys who feel inadequate because they don’t have a dick as big as they have in porn. Guys, experience is a helpful tool, and size queens are a thing, but you can please women by just listening and being eager to do the right thing. I’ll end this long story with a short line… You know what they say: “those who matter don’t care, and those who care don’t matter.” Did I really quote Dr.Seuss in a GoneWildStories post? Looks like I did. Oh well. :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9lxspz/mf_success_story_insecure_but_nailed_it