This was with the girl I slept with last time, the redhead. We had been dating for six months at this point and for the most part had a healthy sex life. We did it about three to four times a week normally, usual stuff. We were open about sex though, because we both figured out if we told the other person what we liked, suddenly, sex gets better. I know, crazy right? I had moved in with her after about three months of seeing her, I know this sounds fast, but we had know each other for over ten years prior. Whenever one of us was stressed, we made sure to do something to relieve that stress for the other person. For my girl, she liked back rubs and for me to cook, while I liked what most dudes like. If we were both tired and stressed we usually just crashed and fell asleep, sometimes that was easier and better that doing whatever.
Author: TrickyAfternoon
[M]y [f]irst time with a childhood friend
It started off pretty innocently. I was 20, she was 18. We texted each other like we usually did every once and a while. Occasionally sending selfies or pictures of things around us. We had know each other since I was nine. I had watched her grow from a rough housing tomboy to a beautiful woman, with long red hair, bright blue eyes, pale skin, average sized breasts. I had always had the thought in the back of my mind, of, “what if?”. Well, I sent a pic of my shirt off like I sometimes did. I learned over time that she likes that. She sent a pic back this time. Her jacket was unzipped and you could just see the outline of her boob, covered by the jacket. My heart pounded.
“Move it to the side please…”
I waited for her to respond. What was I saying..I didn’t back peddle though, I wanted to see what she had to say.
“You want to see my bare body??” “Yea, I do, if you want to send it” “Only if you send it too, ill take off what you take off”