[FM] Our first time together had me sore for a week

So how I regained my self esteem and confidence is solely because of my current relationship. Had it not been for him, who knows how deep I would have sunk into depression. Quick backstory, Dennis and I have been at this “will they won’t they” childhood crush since he was 15 and I was 16. He was a New Years kiss one time, I wanna say that was 07-08. I caved in and dated an idiot who never appreciated me and kept me down by driving my confidence into the ground. Meanwhile I hear about Dennis overseas doing things, seeing these countries, participating in things that will taught in history books. Me and the moron I was with had separated. We were both 20 at the time and I ran into Dennis’ dad which made me think about him. I made sure I still had the right number and decided to text him. Turns out he was coming home soon and asked if I wanted to pick him up. My heart started racing and I got nervous for some reason. I pick him up a few weeks later, and the whole time my stupid ex is trying to convince me to come back. It was almost midnight when he landed and here he comes out the doors. I remember the boy I grew up with and now I see this man walking at me. Unfortunately I didn’t act and I put out the wrong vibe. He thought I was trying to hook him up with one of my friends which looking back, it did look that way. Total facepalm moment. Drunkenly from us going out a rush of confidence hit me and I kissed him. He describes it differently which is probably true, I just remember using way too much tongue and feeling embarrassed about it. I dropped him off at the airport a few days later and felt immense regret.

We’re both 23 and I was in and out of another terrible relationship. I always had this memory of him, so once again I decided to text him and see how he was, what supermodel he was dating, and what kind of things he was getting up too. By sheer luck he was coming home again for pre deployment leave. I was overjoyed. We got to talking and chatting. Turns out he was single somehow and I asked if he wanted me to pick him up again. Not gonna lie, I wasn’t missing my chance. I wanted to fuck him. How he treated me in our short time together was all I needed to decide. We pull up to his parents house and we’re making small talk. I could see him checking me out which made me jittery. I was afraid to make the wrong move so here I am overthinking every word I say before I say it. I tell him I’m living at my dads while I’m in school and sleeping on a sofa bed because I had nowhere else to go. Dennis said he had a queen if I wanted to sleep comfortably at least tonight and he would sleep on the floor. I don’t even remember how I responded to him but next thing I know we’re laying in his bed watching a movie and catching up. I could barely hear his voice over my heart pounding. Some of my stomach was exposed and I caught him red handed. He didn’t even pretend like he wasn’t looking. He looked up staring me in the eyes. I felt intimidated so I had to divert.

A few minutes of overthinking go by and I swallow my fears and decide to make a move. He was wounded on one of his deployments. He took a piece of metal in his neck and shoulder from an explosion. I asked about it and when he turned his neck to show me the extent of it, I jumped on him. I got on top of him kissing his neck and chest. His hands were all over me and I could feel him through his shorts. It was prominent and I made sure to be sitting on it. I removed his shirt and saw his body for the first time in person since we were teenagers. My god… shredded and veiny. Phenomenal genetics. He‘s carved out of stone. We’re all over one another and I feel his hands lifting my shirt so I decided to take the initiative and removed it. I felt so wanted from how he looked at me. He’s not much of a smiler, but his eyes a smirk said more than enough. He pushed me on my back and I giggle like a schoolgirl. His hands grab my waistband and my shorts are next. Off they go and here I am, naked and exposed feeling a lot of things all at once. I sat up and told him it was his turn.

Without hesitating he stands up and drops them. It was almost as thick as my wrist. I immediately thought there was no way I could handle something like that. I didn’t know how to react so I grabbed it with both hands and there was still some left outside my grasp. His dick is a mirror image of his body. Strong, vascular, and perfectly straight. I had to do something, so I started stroking him and kissing his stomach to buy myself some time. It barely fit in my mouth and I felt compelled to impress him so I held my breath and took as much as I could. When my nose barely touched his pelvis I heard him mutter something, but I’m trying not to suffocate with what felt like an arm in my mouth. I came up for air then thought there was no way I could keep that up so I made use of my tongue. I caught on right from the beginning where his sweet spot was so I focused there which lucky for me was close to the tip. His hand on my face put me at ease like he was telling me to relax and not squander the moment by trying too hard.

We’re looking at one another and my hand made its way down between my legs. Something I’ve barely done but I felt the desire to touch myself and I can’t explain why. I just felt like I should. As soon as I did, I couldn’t focus on him. I’m rubbing myself with this huge dick in my mouth and he’s watching me. Any other occasion and I’d feel embarrassed or ashamed, but Dennis put me at ease and for the first time I enjoyed it. When he picked me up and threw me on his bed, the thing I had dreamt and fantasized about was on the verge of happening after years of missed opportunities. He’s pressed against me about to penetrate me for the first time. I was afraid it would hurt and it would kill the mood. Before he just forced his way in, he reassured me that if it hurt or was too much to say something. Obviously he’s aware. He finished with I want you to enjoy it and I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what feels good and what doesn’t. This was the first time a guy put my pleasure before his. I trusted him and his judgment.

Here it comes, slowly pushing into me. I was so wet that I could hear him sliding inside of me. For a split second it was too much. He was too much, the whole scenario. Then he leaned down and kissed my neck, lips, and chest and I felt so unbelievably full I though I was actually hurting him. He starts to thrust and oh my god… I was already about to orgasm. I had never felt anything this intense and passionate at the same time and then he’s huge so all these things adding up made me feel like a water balloon on a bed of nails. Any one thing could make me pop. I’m pulling the sheets off of his bed trying to hold back when I though to myself, fuck it, let go. I couldn’t contain myself and I was definitely the loudest thing in the neighborhood that night. He asked if he was hurting me and that’s when it just came out, I told him “fuck me, I like it.” Not the best choice of words, but he was hammering me hard enough to make me black out. He pinned my hands above my head so I’m at his mercy then I felt the lightheaded feeling that I had never experienced before hit me. I don’t remember the words I used, but I remember saying, oh my god somethings about to happen. That was my first orgasm from penetration barely 2 minutes into sex with this guy who, upon looking back, I realize I was secretly in love with.

After I regained my clarity, he rolled me on my side and I was so turned on I squeezed my ass for some reason. I had energy and had to exert it. The next thing he did was new to me. I’ve never, ever, allowed someone to do anything to me anally. I stand my ground firmly on that. He asked if I liked having my ass played with and again, I feel the need to impress him. So I say “not really but you can if you want.” He reassured me that if it was uncomfortable he would stop, no questions asked. Now I’m on my stomach dreading what I just got myself into. I’m expecting power tools and chains. His fingers begin rubbing me and I can feel him hitting my g spot. Next thing I know all of my nerves are calmed at once. His tongue connects and he’s doing something I would have never allowed myself to experience with anyone else. I remember telling him how it ticked but was like a deep tissue massage. I loved it. He licked me from behind and I didn’t want it do end. I was so relaxed. My first ever rimjob.

I have no idea how long he was back there, but next thing I know I can feel him pressing against me and then he rammed down hard giving me an intense overdose of pleasure. I felt it in my chest he came down so hard. He went a little to deep which I think he realized and made up for it with long, smooth strokes. Hard, but not overdoing it. He feels amazing inside of me and I’m not sure how to handle such an overwhelming sensation. Then I feel some pressure on my ass. He was using how wet I was to lube his finger and rub my ass. I was worried at first but god damn did it amplify how good everything felt. He’s picking up the pace hitting me a little harder and then maybe it was the moment or he lost control, but he shoved his finger up my ass. Not deep, but enough for me to make a surprised, yet pleasurable noise. Then he pinned my wrists to my lower back and honestly, I loved it. The helplessness of it all. Everything felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t care if he came in me right there, just don’t stop fucking me. I feel him sliding in both holes and he was walking a razors edge with me. I was so close to another orgasm and he knew. He saw me reacting and read me like a book. All I remember was screaming oh my god and fuck a lot into the pillows or mattress. Easily the most intense orgasm I’d had ever experience up until that point. I noticed a wet spot on the pillow that was supporting me and immediately tried to hide it. He saw it. I know he did and he liked it. It was a sense of accomplishment for him.

This is getting long so I’ll wrap it up. I rode him for a while and at this point I had never had sex this long. It was starting to get sore so for both our sakes, I needed him to finish so we could do it again. I tried everything to get him to finish. I put his hands on my boobs, sucked his fingers, scratched him, touched myself, I told him I’ll swallow his cum, I even liked when he put his finger in my ass. He asked me how it felt and I kinda poured my heart out to him. I said it was better than I ever imagined and I had been thinking about what could have been since we were younger, and as soon as I got the words out I regretted it thinking it was too much. I knew he was different, but I was so used to being some assholes personal doormat that I couldn’t shake the only experience I knew. Anyway, less than a minute went by and he warned me. I have no idea why, but I decided to suck him off in the 69 position but I wouldn’t dare let him lick me for some stupid reason. I felt unclean so I curled up and started to gag myself in hopes of impressing him.

He swears to this day I took the whole thing down. I absolutely could not handle his dick in that position. I used every trick I knew to make this feel as great as he made me feel for the last few weeks of catching up and just talking to me like I’m worth something. Dennis is not a normal guy. Genetically, he won the lottery. I still think he was grown in a lab. So I’m sitting on him sucking his dick and he tells me it’s coming. Or cumming I guess is more appropriate. So much. So much cum. It’s still impressive to this day. My mouth is already open pretty wide so I can’t exactly rely on my lips to help me, but when he finally exploded, which is the only way to say it, it hit the back of my throat and I scrambled to keep it together. I can feel him squeezing the back of my thigh so hard I knew he was enjoying himself. I swallowed so fast trying to keep up with him I almost lost it. I know my teeth hit when I swallowed a few times but he didn’t say anything. Luckily he began to regress and it finally stopped. I got nervous it would come out of my nose or I’d gag and spit cum all over him by accident. To me, at the time, that’s a royal fuck up. Again, so much cum. I’ve never drowned before or even be close, but this had to be the closest I had ever been. I started to slow down in order to enjoy the intensely passionate moment we just shared.

He grabbed me and held me in place. His tongue licked me so aggressively and so intimately that I couldn’t help but submit. I know I was still wet and he didn’t say or do anything but focus on my clit. I had only ever had mediocre oral performed on me. It didn’t feel bad, but by no means was memorable. He was already leaps and bounds better than the best I had. I could feel myself twitching and squirming which made his job harder. But he kept me in place and I’m staring down at his semi hard dick as the last few years of my life flashes before my eyes and I decided to let go and get into it. I sat back and gave it to him. I grabbed his hips and rubbed all over him. I sucked him again when I could focus enough to do it correctly. My nipples glancing his stomach sent jolts through my chest. Even my inner thighs were sensitive to his touch. And goddamnit, here I was again about to orgasm. I was absolutely terrified about cumming while being over his face. I tried running from him again and he just held me in place with minimal effort. Strong like a bear. I heard his voice between my legs, “please stop fighting me. Just enjoy it. I want this.”

I lost it. I bit his leg so hard I almost broke the skin and he didn’t even flinch. My nails left red trails across his stomach and he didn’t budge. My weight came down on his face and he just lifted me off like nothing and continued to lick my clit while I flailed around like he was performing an exorcism with his tongue. I flopped down leaking on his chest and he just rubbed my legs and lower back. He rolled me off of him and I started laughing because I couldn’t take the silence. He looks down at me and hands me a towel. He’s still hard! I can’t take anymore. I’m almost sore. Anymore and I’ll be in agony tomorrow, but again. Still feel the need to impress him so I endured. He asked if he could put it back in and I said yes thinking he’s about to fuck me into the ER. Nope. I was wrong. He put it in and then cuddled me. I was about to leave because I felt like I was supposed to and he ended up embracing me until we fell asleep. I’m such a huge pussy I began tearing up because I’ve never felt this way before.

We kept it up for the time he was home and I honestly fell for him and we kept talking until he deployed. He said he would keep in contact with me, then I didn’t hear from him for almost 4 months so I though that was his way ending it. Turns out no one had heard from him in that amount of time, not even his parents. They were in some heavy conflict and it just wasn’t possible. I stupidly went back with my ex and totally blew my chances for years to come. He was heartbroken in his reply to my email and I wanted to fucking die.

Then after being in a horrible relationship for almost 5 years, I ran into Dennis at a restaurant. He was walking in as I was walking out with some friends and I panicked. I tried to avoid him but he saw me and walked right up to me. When we were driving home I was nervous because I was still in a shitty, abusive relationship at the time and I knew he was about to text me. I hear my phone in my purse and there’s his name. We’ve been together ever since. No one has pushed me, encouraged me, and empowered me like he has. Had it not been for him, I’d be miserable right now.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kxxb1a/fm_our_first_time_together_had_me_sore_for_a_week