After a long flight, a first time for everyone
A friend's story....
I started writing erotic stories partly for fun, partly for redemption by confessing what I had done with strangers.
I never expected to have a certain consensus by reading and responding to various comments that are written by readers of that site. Interacting with readers became perhaps the thing I liked most, talking about sex openly is liberating....
So I started private conversations with some of them, it's interesting to know a little about their lives, their fantasies, and also their problems.
Among the various "admirers", allow me to tease a bit ;), one stood out from the others, I'll call him Davide.
The fact that struck me most was that at 30 years old he was still a virgin, he led a somewhat solitary life, few social relationships.
So I began to talk to him, to try to understand him better, to understand his situation, and over time I actually discovered that he was a very sincere, shy person, with many "social" fears of being judged and rejected.. .
In my own small way I would have liked to help him in some way, perhaps giving him some advice, and perhaps pushing him and guiding him to have some meetings.
As luck would have it, one day one of my flights was changed (I'm a flight attendant) giving me one with a stop in northern Italy, not far from where Davide lives, so I wrote to him asking if he wanted to meet me for a coffee near the hotel where I was staying .
When I arrived at my destination I received a message from Davide in which he told me that he would be free in the afternoon, and that he would be very happy to have a coffee in my company.
At arranged time we met at the bar, I was dressed quite soberly, I was wearing a turquoise summer dress, knee-length, with no neckline. He, about 1'75 tall, robust, was in a shirt and tie, with the 30 degrees... I thought he was in a lot of pain.
We sat at the bar, I saw him tense, excited, and I tried to make him relax, starting to chat about this and that, and then getting to talking a little about him and his problems in interacting socially, especially with women.
It was a river in flood, he told me about the times he had gone out with a girl, about some kisses, about how he always felt judged, about how this had led him to withdraw into himself a little.
He confessed that more than sex, he would have liked to be cuddled, perhaps take a bath with a woman, caress her, feel his body against her. I saw a great desire for tenderness in him, and I felt within myself that I had to do something to help him, to perhaps give him a little more self-esteem.
I got an idea, in my hotel room there was no tub, only a shower, but given the heat, I thought that maybe I could suggest that we take a refreshing shower together, so as to give him a gift.
Even though his words were slow in arriving, I read joy and surprise in his eyes, it was enough for me to look him in the eyes while I gently caressed him with my hand to overcome his last resistance to make him accept my proposal, I wanted to help him... so I pointed to the hotel and the room number telling him to meet me in a few minutes.
After 5 minutes he heard a knock on the door, and here was Davide, very tense; he came in and sat on the bed waiting.
I approached him and told him to relax, after all it was just a shower....
I slowly took off her dress and was left with only my underwear, her gaze was all on me, as if nothing else existed in the world as I saw the sweat fall from her forehead.
I decided to dare, I approached him, and asked him if he liked what he was seeing, he stammered a "yes, very much", again asked him if he wanted to touch, I got no answer but his trembling hands approached the bra and began to caress it very delicately.
Hesitantly he lowered the straps of my bra, he was taking the initiative, and continued to caress me, he took a little courage and let one breast come out of the cup, then he surprised me, he brought his face closer and delicately touched my nipple with his nose, already nice and straight, and he did the same with the other, an unexpected but tender move as if he wanted to get completely drunk with me.
I undid my bra so that it was free, while he grabbed my breasts with his hands to bury his face in them again and breathe deeply... I felt his heartbeat speed up.
He began to kiss my breasts, and suck my nipples very gently, he inhaled them well.
He asked me if he was dreaming, I grabbed his head and held him tightly on my breast.
She was supposed to be just a shower but despite his inexperience, his tenderness was captivating.
I pushed him away, taking my index finger to his lips and, sinuously without saying a word, I headed towards the bathroom, turned on the shower, letting the water flow.
I took off my underwear and peeking out the door, I threw them at him, asking him if he wanted to come and soap me up.
In the meantime he was still on the bed still a little dazed, enraptured by the game of seduction, while I was waiting for him I thought that perhaps I could masturbate him and make his day even more special.
I was in the shower when I saw him arrive, naked and covering his lower abdomen with both hands, he looked at me as if he were ashamed of something; to my question he replied that touching my breast had given him an erection.
I smiled, his tenderness was so genuine, I reassured him by telling him not to worry it was normal and I took his hand to pull him into the shower.....
"¡por dios!" behind his hands covered a member of extraordinary size!
I was shocked! wow! I didn't remember ever having seen one of those dimensions in person, not excessively long but wide..... I couldn't resist the temptation, once in the shower I went down with my right hand, grabbed it delicately and began to slowly masturbate it; he was in trance, the sensations he was experiencing were taking over him while I grabbed a sponge with my other hand and began to wash him well.
I slid the foreskin well, revealing a pulsating, shiny, beautiful glans.
At that point I couldn't resist, I had to savor it and he wouldn't resist, I had overcome all his resistance.
I knelt in front of him, grabbed his member at the base and began to lick his scrotum, beautifully swollen, with my tongue continued along the shaft, still helping myself with my hand, I reached the glans, also of a nice diameter, and with my tongue to the urinary meatus, I closed my eyes and wrapped it between my lips.
I was enjoying it thoroughly, trying to make circular movements with my mouth and tongue, and massaging his balls with my hands.
Caught up in the situation, I didn't realize that perhaps the stimulation I was giving him was too much, I heard him moan more and more, then silence, the glans was pulsating and the first gush of thick cream arrived, a strong squirt, which went straight down my throat. , again he moaned with pleasure, a long intense moan, he is coming like a fire hose, I took him out of my mouth, but he continued to squirt, a quantity of sperm that I had hardly seen 4..5..6 squirts came straight to my face, on the neck. Finally he had completely unloaded.
I got up and looked at myself in the mirror, I had a mask of dripping cream while Davide, having recovered from his trance, was mortified. I laughed and caressed him again to reassure him. I cleaned myself up well in the shower, and came out of the shower putting on my bathrobe and taking him back to the room where we sat on the bed.
I asked him how he felt after his first sexual experience, he told me that it was as if a weight had been lifted, that he began to feel lighter. I smiled at him, caressing his leg, and noticing that despite the incredible squirt of a few minutes before, his member was still very erect.
You know, appetite comes with eating, and the sight of that penis made me hungry.
So I made him lie down on the bed, and I straddled him, in disbelief at what he understood was about to happen; I felt his member resting on my buttocks and lower back.
I looked him in the eyes as I silenced him again with my index finger on my lips: "Let go, I'll take care of you." With my right hand I grabbed it, with a slow movement I massaged it, and then got up on my knees a little and directed it towards the entrance of my pussy, which without even showing it was very wet. This is the third time I've had sex with a virgin man, but the last time was when I was just 18.
The glans made its way between the large and small lips, I felt the pressure increase, and the pussy stretch a little, given its size, but little by little I let it enter inside me, I felt it pressing against the walls, but it was a sensation incredible, I could feel it reaching all the way down, almost close to the uterus. He was a little annoying, but at the same time he made me enjoy myself like crazy. I began to ride him, carefully considering the speed and depth of the thrust, I started slowly, while Davide was again in a trance, eyes half closed, I think he was enjoying every moment, like me.
I took his hands and bringing them to my breasts, he finally began to play with them, lightly squeezing my nipples.
I rode him for about 10 minutes, 10 minutes of pure enjoyment, a little at a trot, a little at a gallop.
After a while, I asked him to change position, I got down on all fours, him behind, I helped him with my hand to center the entrance of my pussy.
Target centered, but now he was leading the pace, he began to piston me properly, I could feel each stroke reaching the end, with each stroke I let out a cry of pleasure.
He grabbed my breasts, which were undulating with every thrust, I finally felt my orgasm coming, long, intense, I lost my balance and found myself lying on my stomach with Davide not stopping mounting me for a moment. Yes, it definitely felt lighter haha
I raised my pelvis a little to facilitate penetration, until I sensed that he was about to come again, he told him to remove it. I felt his hot cream land on my back, copious splashes once again, I felt it running over my skin...
I felt my vagina still pulsating with pleasure, a little sore from having welcomed Davide's member, but happy.
Davide had a smile that went from ear to ear, extremely happy with this first experience.
After a few minutes to recover, Davide began to get dressed, thanking me continuously for that unexpected and pleasant experience of his.
I hope this has given him the right confidence to look for a partner so he can continue to enjoy sex and life.
I started writing erotic stories partly for fun, partly for redemption by confessing what I had done with strangers.
I never expected to have a certain consensus by reading and responding to various comments that are written by readers of that site. Interacting with readers became perhaps the thing I liked most, talking about sex openly is liberating....
So I started private conversations with some of them, it's interesting to know a little about their lives, their fantasies, and also their problems.
Among the various "admirers", allow me to tease a bit ;), one stood out from the others, I'll call him Davide.
The fact that struck me most was that at 30 years old he was still a virgin, he led a somewhat solitary life, few social relationships.
So I began to talk to him, to try to understand him better, to understand his situation, and over time I actually discovered that he was a very sincere, shy person, with many "social" fears of being judged and rejected.. .
In my own small way I would have liked to help him in some way, perhaps giving him some advice, and perhaps pushing him and guiding him to have some meetings.
As luck would have it, one day one of my flights was changed (I'm a flight attendant) giving me one with a stop in northern Italy, not far from where Davide lives, so I wrote to him asking if he wanted to meet me for a coffee near the hotel where I was staying .
When I arrived at my destination I received a message from Davide in which he told me that he would be free in the afternoon, and that he would be very happy to have a coffee in my company.
At arranged time we met at the bar, I was dressed quite soberly, I was wearing a turquoise summer dress, knee-length, with no neckline. He, about 1'75 tall, robust, was in a shirt and tie, with the 30 degrees... I thought he was in a lot of pain.
We sat at the bar, I saw him tense, excited, and I tried to make him relax, starting to chat about this and that, and then getting to talking a little about him and his problems in interacting socially, especially with women.
It was a river in flood, he told me about the times he had gone out with a girl, about some kisses, about how he always felt judged, about how this had led him to withdraw into himself a little.
He confessed that more than sex, he would have liked to be cuddled, perhaps take a bath with a woman, caress her, feel his body against her. I saw a great desire for tenderness in him, and I felt within myself that I had to do something to help him, to perhaps give him a little more self-esteem.
I got an idea, in my hotel room there was no tub, only a shower, but given the heat, I thought that maybe I could suggest that we take a refreshing shower together, so as to give him a gift.
Even though his words were slow in arriving, I read joy and surprise in his eyes, it was enough for me to look him in the eyes while I gently caressed him with my hand to overcome his last resistance to make him accept my proposal, I wanted to help him... so I pointed to the hotel and the room number telling him to meet me in a few minutes.
After 5 minutes he heard a knock on the door, and here was Davide, very tense; he came in and sat on the bed waiting.
I approached him and told him to relax, after all it was just a shower....
I slowly took off her dress and was left with only my underwear, her gaze was all on me, as if nothing else existed in the world as I saw the sweat fall from her forehead.
I decided to dare, I approached him, and asked him if he liked what he was seeing, he stammered a "yes, very much", again asked him if he wanted to touch, I got no answer but his trembling hands approached the bra and began to caress it very delicately.
Hesitantly he lowered the straps of my bra, he was taking the initiative, and continued to caress me, he took a little courage and let one breast come out of the cup, then he surprised me, he brought his face closer and delicately touched my nipple with his nose, already nice and straight, and he did the same with the other, an unexpected but tender move as if he wanted to get completely drunk with me.
I undid my bra so that it was free, while he grabbed my breasts with his hands to bury his face in them again and breathe deeply... I felt his heartbeat speed up.
He began to kiss my breasts, and suck my nipples very gently, he inhaled them well.
He asked me if he was dreaming, I grabbed his head and held him tightly on my breast.
She was supposed to be just a shower but despite his inexperience, his tenderness was captivating.
I pushed him away, taking my index finger to his lips and, sinuously without saying a word, I headed towards the bathroom, turned on the shower, letting the water flow.
I took off my underwear and peeking out the door, I threw them at him, asking him if he wanted to come and soap me up.
In the meantime he was still on the bed still a little dazed, enraptured by the game of seduction, while I was waiting for him I thought that perhaps I could masturbate him and make his day even more special.
I was in the shower when I saw him arrive, naked and covering his lower abdomen with both hands, he looked at me as if he were ashamed of something; to my question he replied that touching my breast had given him an erection.
I smiled, his tenderness was so genuine, I reassured him by telling him not to worry it was normal and I took his hand to pull him into the shower.....
"¡por dios!" behind his hands covered a member of extraordinary size!
I was shocked! wow! I didn't remember ever having seen one of those dimensions in person, not excessively long but wide..... I couldn't resist the temptation, once in the shower I went down with my right hand, grabbed it delicately and began to slowly masturbate it; he was in trance, the sensations he was experiencing were taking over him while I grabbed a sponge with my other hand and began to wash him well.
I slid the foreskin well, revealing a pulsating, shiny, beautiful glans.
At that point I couldn't resist, I had to savor it and he wouldn't resist, I had overcome all his resistance.
I knelt in front of him, grabbed his member at the base and began to lick his scrotum, beautifully swollen, with my tongue continued along the shaft, still helping myself with my hand, I reached the glans, also of a nice diameter, and with my tongue to the urinary meatus, I closed my eyes and wrapped it between my lips.
I was enjoying it thoroughly, trying to make circular movements with my mouth and tongue, and massaging his balls with my hands.
Caught up in the situation, I didn't realize that perhaps the stimulation I was giving him was too much, I heard him moan more and more, then silence, the glans was pulsating and the first gush of thick cream arrived, a strong squirt, which went straight down my throat. , again he moaned with pleasure, a long intense moan, he is coming like a fire hose, I took him out of my mouth, but he continued to squirt, a quantity of sperm that I had hardly seen 4..5..6 squirts came straight to my face, on the neck. Finally he had completely unloaded.
I got up and looked at myself in the mirror, I had a mask of dripping cream while Davide, having recovered from his trance, was mortified. I laughed and caressed him again to reassure him. I cleaned myself up well in the shower, and came out of the shower putting on my bathrobe and taking him back to the room where we sat on the bed.
I asked him how he felt after his first sexual experience, he told me that it was as if a weight had been lifted, that he began to feel lighter. I smiled at him, caressing his leg, and noticing that despite the incredible squirt of a few minutes before, his member was still very erect.
You know, appetite comes with eating, and the sight of that penis made me hungry.
So I made him lie down on the bed, and I straddled him, in disbelief at what he understood was about to happen; I felt his member resting on my buttocks and lower back.
I looked him in the eyes as I silenced him again with my index finger on my lips: "Let go, I'll take care of you." With my right hand I grabbed it, with a slow movement I massaged it, and then got up on my knees a little and directed it towards the entrance of my pussy, which without even showing it was very wet. This is the third time I've had sex with a virgin man, but the last time was when I was just 18.
The glans made its way between the large and small lips, I felt the pressure increase, and the pussy stretch a little, given its size, but little by little I let it enter inside me, I felt it pressing against the walls, but it was a sensation incredible, I could feel it reaching all the way down, almost close to the uterus. He was a little annoying, but at the same time he made me enjoy myself like crazy. I began to ride him, carefully considering the speed and depth of the thrust, I started slowly, while Davide was again in a trance, eyes half closed, I think he was enjoying every moment, like me.
I took his hands and bringing them to my breasts, he finally began to play with them, lightly squeezing my nipples.
I rode him for about 10 minutes, 10 minutes of pure enjoyment, a little at a trot, a little at a gallop.
After a while, I asked him to change position, I got down on all fours, him behind, I helped him with my hand to center the entrance of my pussy.
Target centered, but now he was leading the pace, he began to piston me properly, I could feel each stroke reaching the end, with each stroke I let out a cry of pleasure.
He grabbed my breasts, which were undulating with every thrust, I finally felt my orgasm coming, long, intense, I lost my balance and found myself lying on my stomach with Davide not stopping mounting me for a moment. Yes, it definitely felt lighter haha
I raised my pelvis a little to facilitate penetration, until I sensed that he was about to come again, he told him to remove it. I felt his hot cream land on my back, copious splashes once again, I felt it running over my skin...
I felt my vagina still pulsating with pleasure, a little sore from having welcomed Davide's member, but happy.
Davide had a smile that went from ear to ear, extremely happy with this first experience.
After a few minutes to recover, Davide began to get dressed, thanking me continuously for that unexpected and pleasant experience of his.
I hope this has given him the right confidence to look for a partner so he can continue to enjoy sex and life.
11 months ago