This is a new chapter in the saga I started here: https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/, but it’s pretty different now, less a story than a dive into various memories.
Ali was my first real boyfriend and my first fuck. My first most things, actually. We were eighteen, late bloomers. Before we were together I had made out with a few boys at dances and parties, “dated” a few for a few weeks and that’s about it. I’d say I made out with more guys than most of my friends, and I was pretty into the idea of sex, but whenever I was with someone I was quickly turned off. There was a lot of clumsy boob-handling and fingering,but it was always too fast, fumbling, frantic, and fogged up with insecurity.
I felt sorry for these guys and acted like I was having a ball, but most of them didn’t make me cum or even feel good. I had to convince the two or three guys who agreed to go down on me, and I liked that better, but they would always stop after 30 seconds, long before I was ready to stop. The furthest I’d gone with anyone before Ali was giving a few blowjobs. It’s not that I particularly liked giving head, but I enjoyed giving pleasure. And it was so easy! But I didn’t truly like doing it until Ali.