last night in the shower. Which is my preferred masturbation location.
And the how: with my fingers on my clit. I don’t penetrate at all. And I very frequently pretend that there’s nothing female down there at all.
I don’t. Not a damn thing. This is a lie. They make good weapons/bribery tools/threats.
…and it is fun to occasionally put them in people’s faces when they aren’t expecting it. Or on their heads.
But myself and my friends are weird.
the first time a penis entered my vagina, I was fourteen years old and he was lying on his back and he told me to just get on top of him and ‘put it in’. We took periodic breaks to smoke cigarettes with the ashtray on his stomach and have idle conversation.
It was unimpressive, I was unimpressed, and he later complained that I was the worst lay he’d ever had - and apparently he was ‘quite the fuckin’ stud’ - and i literally laughed in his face because ‘HEY GUY REMEMBER THAT WHOLE ‘VIRGIN’ THING? CANT IMAGINE WHY I DIDNT KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING, WHOA. GOD YOU’RE DUMB.’
and proceeded to go discover what sex was really about with much more interesting makeout buddies.
His name was Dave and he was 27. I remember that he was only a few inches taller than me and I was, like, 5’3? 5’4”? I don’t know. I’d just turned 14 a month prior - this was shortly after Halloween.
Is that detailed enough? I can get really detailed. ‘The young girl didn’t blush because she’d discovered her dad’s erotic graphic novels a year prior and had spent the past six months watching bad 70s porn. She just eased herself down on top of the waiting erection with nervous butterflies in her stomach and once she situated herself, she thought, ‘huh, this isn’t very difficult.’ Then she rocked her hips against a thing that was so incredibly unimpressive that it didn’t really feel like anything to this child that had never had sex before.’
or are you looking for
‘his slim-statured love rod pressed past her virginal lips and rubbed against her tight inner walls with as little stimulation as such a position is capable of’
dude I write fanfiction. I am not afraid of this shit.
Anons, you are wonderful and I love you, and I love you all for being perverts, because that’s awesome.
Maybe we can do this again sometimes, I fucking love askbox-nights. XD
‘stole’ like it wasn’t given willingly.
Ryan’s, I think, actually. I was his 16th birthday present.
Not that he had much choice.
you’ve got twenty minutes to throw whatever else you can think of at me before i go to bed.
i am still not afraid of you. =D
though I bet my followers have learned more than they ever wanted to know and holy shit when did there become so fucking many of you HOLY WOW HI
I’D STRIP YOU WITH MY TEETH, AMPORA, AND USE THAT FUCKING SCARF TO TIE YOU DOWN.
OR POSSIBLY BLINDFOLD YOU.
MAYBE GAG YOU.
DEPENDS ON HOW FUCKING MOUTHY YOU’RE BEING.
1) because jail sucks
2) because coping with killing someone sucks
3) because i can’t help you hide the body.
(seriously I don’t know any good body-stashing places around here.)
Seriously, though, if you’re one of my bro-palhonchos (and even if you aren’t) and you’re having to deal with abuse, please un-anon so I can talk to you. Holy fuck I hate that you’re going through that, and I wish there was something I could to do to help you not be miserable and get the fuck out of that situation.
Um, I’d like to think I’m a good person for that? Because I tend to be really focused on my partner and I’m really not satisfied until they’re a quivering heap of incoherency. =3
The biggest worry I’d have is the level to which people tend to get attached to the person who takes their virginity, and I wouldn’t want to break your heart, anon.
I’m really curious as to what qualities I have that make you think I’d be a good candidate for that.
FUCK GOD YES YES YES YES.