The summer before last, I was recently out of a long term relationship and being keen to jump back on the horse (or someone at least) I had a look through my figurative little black book and found Rose. I’d met her a few years before when I was helping out at something she was doing through uni. I was a few years older than most of them, Rose was older and about my age. We flirted during the trip but she had to leave early. Despite having no game normally, I decided I had nothing to lose so suggested she catch a later train and come for a picnic with me. An hour later we’re somewhere in the Kent countryside with my cock in her mouth. An hour after that she’s back on her train.
She was living in London at the time and we met up for a date that before too long ended up back in her student room and bent over her desk as I went down on her and fucked her hard. She was an ex-gymnast and I was keen to see how flexible she was! We never managed a second-date, she started seeing someone and we fell out of touch – I was young and didn’t rate my performance so assumed that was part of the reason.