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Thanks Amelia, for directing me through the last 15 pages. Where to begin...
What do I say during sex? "Fuck, you feel good", or "goddamn that feels good". If she breaks out the dirty talk, I'll get dirtier, don't you worry.
My most serious ex was too tight for me. That never got better. Every time we had sex, it hurt her, even after 1/2 hour of foreplay, though it did help. I've had several exes call me the day after sex, happy as hell that they couldn't walk the next day, and making sure I knew that I was the reason why. But that was only from a combo of being big AND fucking her for a couple hours.
I don't rock it to hurt a girl, though I know I can. That's just fucked up. It doesn't make you a man to have a big cock, it makes you a man to use it to make your girl feel good. That means using your 4 incher to hit the right angles, or your 9 incher to prepare her for some hard slamming, but only when she's ready, and only so it feels good.
Fuck...stories. Mind you, these were all back in the day. In recent years, I've changed my ways a lot, and only have sex once every 3-4 months when I'm single. With that disclaimer in mind, our feature presentation:
#1
Back during my first undergrad, I was a pledge of my fraternity. My best friend was pledgemaster, who sets the schedule for pledge events, but also assures a pledge's rights are preserved. However, he was out to get me, so no one thought I'd have an easy time, since we were friends.
His girlfriend during that semester had a homely friend (though her body was nice) from her home near Oswego that was coming in for St Patrick's Day. I was so fucking trashed, and she was on me like glue. He thought it would be funny to "make me" fuck her. So, the four of us went back to her apartment that night, and things got hot, but Big D wasn't getting very big that night at all. She's like, "do you always have this problem?". I said, "well, maybe it's just the effect that you have on me." I wasn't upset to disjoin that union at all.
#2
I went out to a club to meet a bunch of friends fro a drink or two, since I worked in the morning. Probably about 30 friends made up of about 10 mini-groups that all knew each other, at least as acquaintances. An ex of mine asked me to meet her up there, and her intentions were obvious. That was cool, but we hadn't seen each other in about a month, though neither of us had seen anyone since we split up. So, at the club, I'm ready to leave, and Kelly asks me if I need a ride home. I tell her 'sure', knowing her intentions before i even got there. Well, her friend, also named Kelly, asks me if I want a shot when I say goodbye to her. I kill a shot of crown with her, and two more shots are waiting for me. I say, "what are you trying to do to me?". She replies, "Isn't it obvious?" Kelly #1 visits us and asks me if I'm ready, and I tell her I'm staying a bit longer. She gets pissed and leaves, and Kelly #2 and I leave and fuck for a good 2.5 hours. I haven't seen her since. She moved to Cali, and Kelly #1 and I dated again a couple years later, but only for a couple months.
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