Julia [MF]

“May I come in?”

Julia is 5.2 feet tall and weighs 98 pounds. She wears glasses. She always gets the best grades in her class. She studies engineering, and is excellent in physics and mathematics. Julia shows no interest in boys. That’s why the words she spoke when she sneaked into my dorm room shocked me.

“Rape me.”

“What?”

Julia’s hair is tied up in a ponytail, tight jeans that suggest her slender figure and a wide, comfortable T-shirt. She looks at me from below, touching her fringe with a trembling hand.

“Please.”

Still shocked, but more than willing to get laid, I rest my hand on her hip and slide it up, looking for her breasts. At that moment, Julia pushes me violently, almost making me fall. I didn’t expect this reaction.

“Fucking hell, girl. What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m not going to let you lay a hand on me.”

So she wants to play a little. Julia fights back when I try to get closer a couple more times, trying to scratch me. Finally, I grab her wrist and push her into the bed. It’s easy for someone who’s fit and twice her weight.

[MF] Unresolved sexual tension became a fantasy

She was a classmate of mine all the high school years. Petite, dark haired, and a nice body she knew how to use: she loved turning on all the boys around. The kind of girl who will sit on your lap at a classroom break while wearing a short skirt. Of course, the other girls at high school labeled her a slut.

She appreciated my sense of humour and we became friends at some point in the first year, and we started sharing a friendship for years. At the third year she started having problems to pass some exams and she asked me for some help. I enjoyed spending time with her, she was hot and she knew I liked her, but I thought she was out of my league. It was true: she started dating older guys. I got friendzoned.

The story gets interesting after I finished the high school. She had to repeat the last year of high school and I started attending the university. She asked me for some help again for the finals at the end of that year. I was fine with that and we met at my dorm room. She was dating an older guy with a job and a motorbike (sounds like a cliche but when you’re 19 and you depend on your parents, this makes a difference!). I knew that she thought it was something serious, and my interest had already moved to other girls I met at college. So I was expecting nothing would happen.

[MF] The purpose of being uncut

There is some discussion on the Internet about the advantages of being cut/uncut, polls where girls vote for their preference and such. I want to share some sex experiences where being uncut has been useful for me because of my size. I am on the big side: 7 inches long and 5.8 around. Not huge but most girls will be impressed by this size. For me, being uncut makes it much easier to penetrate a girl and may spice things up a little:

1) Unexperienced girls. You have to be gentle, otherwise they will tell you *stop, it hurts, it’s too much*. Retract the foreskin to the point where the tip just starts showing, place yourself on the entrance and press gently. The pussy will grip the foreskin and it will retract as you push, removing the friction at the entrance, and you slide in. It makes a difference. I have tried retracting the foreskin completely before pushing and it is not uncommon to find that actually it won’t go in. I have had sex with two first-timers and this made things much easier.

2) Handjobs. I can’t get good blowjobs. This is compensated by handjobs: I don’t need oil, lube or anything. Just grab it and start playing up and down.

[MF] [Submissive] girl with a sex doll fetish

This is a story from college times. At the beginning of my third year trying to pass calculus a freshman girl entered the classroom and caught my attention. She was not the hot cheerleader you may be thinking about right now; instead, she was cute, discrete, average body and shy. We were both a little out of context: my classroom mates were in a different classroom and she did not get on very well with the other first year students. Eventually we had the chance to start talking, and I realized quickly how clever and funny she was. We enjoyed a lot each other’s company.

We became friends and got to know each other. She was from a small town 3 hours away from the city, had a boyfriend there, and was having a hard time getting used to living in the student residence. We started sharing more time together and in a couple of months we were making plans together for daily things: when to meet tomorrow for lunch, where to go afterwards to study. That is a red line for most people in a relationship. She didn’t seem to care and never talked about her boyfriend, so I just let things flow.