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By *orthman OP Man
over a year ago
Kendal |
Does anyone else remember sexual experiences from their youth of which they wish they had made more at the time?
Here's mine. It is fact rather than fantasy.
In my early twenties, back in the middle ages of the last century, I was dating a rather lovely young lady from work. Our paths didn't cross much during the working day - I would just see her in the corridor or having lunch in the canteen with her mates.
Outwardly she maintained the aura of a good Catholic girl, but in reality she certainly wasn't. She dressed quite demurely but beneath she always wore stockings and suspenders rather than tights and commonly nothing else.
After an early morning fuck she would never clean up. She told me that she loved the feeling of my cum sliding out and down her leg periodically during the day, and would give me an appropriately dirty smile if I happened to encounter her on such a day.
Somehow, in the callowness of my youth, I failed to fully appreciate the full eroticism of this situation, being far more interested in what happened in bed than beyond it. Yes, it was nice to know it was happening, but it didn't particularly get me going.
I wish I had then had the more rounded view of sexuality which I do now. Had it happened more recently I would be far more turned on thoughts and imagination. The memories of it alone work for me these days.
If by any chance you are reading this, *a*i*, thanks for being in my head!
Anyone else care to share?
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