Journey to 100 Women: Brian’s Sexcapades (Part 4) [M22/F26] [Virginity]

My overarching thought in that moment, aside from the relief of no longer being a virgin, was this feeling of being home. Being inside a pussy for the first time was both a completely new experience and a completely familiar one. It felt like I had done it a million times before. It just felt…natural. Once again, that primal fucking instinct.

She grabbed the back of the couch, balanced herself on her feet, and began bouncing slowly on my cock. I reached underneath her, grabbing onto that soft juicy ass again, to help her keep her balance.

I could still smell her and taste her on me, I could hear her wetness as she bounced, I could feel myself in her, wrapped up in her warmth. I was experiencing every pussy-related sensation at once. It was pussy overload.

After the bouncing, she balanced herself on her knees, and started grinding back and forth, which was a new sensation, but equally as awesome.

I directed my attention back to her fat fucking tits, squeezing them as she rode my cock.

I could feel my orgasm coming though, and I was actually surprised I had lasted as long as I did up to that point, but I could tell the fun would soon come to an end if I didn’t change positions and buy myself some more time like I did when I ate her out.

“Can we switch?,” I asked, as she continued grinding away. At this point, I had *no* problem making a move.

She hopped off of me, and I put her in doggystyle on the couch. I felt like a boss just for that alone. Making a position request, having it honored, and physically putting the woman in the position I wanted? What a rush.

Just like with the fumbling around of the bra though, there was a bit of a learning curve in sliding my dick back in her. There was also a bit of an intimidation factor, as her ass was pretty fucking big, and I didn’t know if I could handle it.

A few missed aims and slip outs before my inner caveman returned.

I held her big pale ass steady with one hand, aimed my cock where it needed to be with the other, slid back in, was welcomed by her magical wetness and warmth all over again, and we were back in business.

I started thrusting slowly, trying to remember the moves I had previously practiced. Yes, as sad as it sounds, I had actually *practiced* thrusting in doggy in my room in front of a mirror, trying to see how my rhythm looked. Well, needless to say, there’s a difference between humping air, and actually hitting it from the back. I was being met with the meaty pushback of her fat ass, and realized if I wanted to get deeper, I was gonna have to stroke harder.

I started developing a nice, solid rhythm, enough that you could hear clapping sounds, and before I knew it, I was becoming a pro. Without thinking, I happened to look down and realized I was doing the whole opposite-hand-on-the-cheek-holding thing. My left hand was grabbing her right cheek, my right hand was behind me, supporting my lower back. I was putting work in. Or at least it certainly felt that way.

It didn’t stay that way for long, though, because, as it turns out, I can only fuck pussy while looking down at the ripples I was creating on a fat ass for so long, before it becomes a visual and physical overload and I blow my wad.

“I’m uh…I’m gon…ugh,” I said breathlessly, hoping she’d understand my half sentences and give me some direction.

“I’m on the pill,” she said, just as breathlessly, and welp, that was that.

I felt my balls tingle and swell up, I felt my cock pulsate, I grabbed her hips, pulling her back as close to me as possible, and dumped my load inside of her.

“Ohh my god,” I sighed, my cock shooting one hot rope after another. Spoiler alert: Cumming inside a pussy feels *way* better than cumming inside a tissue. And once again, that familiar instinctual feeling came back. It was my first time, but felt like the millionth time. Yes. Cumming inside a pussy. It just made sense.

I pulled out of her once I was done, she made her way to the bathroom to clean up, and there I was, naked on her couch, trying to process everything that had just happened.

The kissing, the blowjob, the pussy eating, hitting it from the back, cumming inside of her. This was my first time meeting this woman, and I had just fucked her. It was over. I was a virgin no longer. I broke the curse.

I ended up staying the night, but I didn’t get any sleep. All I could do was stare at the ceiling and relive the event over and over again, with the biggest fucking grin on my face.

To her, I was probably just some random Tinder hookup. But to me? She was my gateway drug. I woke up the next morning not only feeling accomplished, but feeling deeply motivated in a way I never felt before.

After getting my first taste of pussy (literally), I realized what I needed to do: get more of it.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12jbop5/journey_to_100_women_brians_sexcapades_part_4