I'm not a fan of big dicks. Size never really mattered much to me. There were a few reasons for this: 1. My first was just at average and he was amazing in bed. We were wild and had lots of threesomes so I got to experiment with bigger cocks but I wasn't impressed. I truly believed that any size was just useless equipment if you didn't know how to use it. 2. I'm only 4'10" – there's not a lot of wiggle room there, if you know what I mean. Big cocks just hurt me. I also find it harder to give a good blowjob when said member is…

Want to learn how to insure you never get a repeat performance with me beneath the sheets? Read on. It was the first guy I'd been with since my ex of four years had left me. No, I wasn't some vulnerable, sobbing mass of emotions that could easily be taken advantage of. I was a hot and horny nympho who was having to adjust to a life without a regular supply of sex. It wasn't an easy adjustment. We wound up on the couch and I straddled him. He was a pretty good kisser and I found myself grinding my crotch into his. I was enjoying myself, so I slid…

I thought it was going to be yet another typical and terrible Monday, but midway through the workday I received a phone call from a male friend of mine I'd been casually seeing. It was always a treat hanging out with him because even though we'd never officially done the deed, we talked about it a great deal. The air around us was always crackling with sexual tension! He was going out of town for a few days and wanted to spend a few hours with me before his flight left. He picked me up from work, and we went back to my place. We were doing our usual, talking…

I lost my virginity at a Motel 6 in the summer of 1996. It didn't start out especially pleasant. We'd rented the room, along with another couple, to do just that. However, just previous to the renting of the room, my best friend and I had gotten our belly-buttons pierced – and liquored ourselves up with a bottle of Vodka between us to calm our nerves (it was my first extraneous piercing). I vaguely remember some heavy making out before I passed out. The next thing I remember was hanging over the toilet bowl with my first mate holding my hair. Rather than take advantage of me, he took care…