My sex life's been pretty normal through the years.
Until about the start of August, I'd maybe slept with a dozen or so girls (I'm 29 - first time when I was 18 at Uni), had a couple of decent relationships, dated a bit, but I've certainly never been one of these guys who's picking up a new girl every week!
I say "until August" because something's happened over the last few months. I've really hit my groove and have been hooking up with loads of girls! If I carry on at my current rate, I'll end up doubling my number by Christmas.
Why am I currently enjoying a certified Man-whore phase? Don't know, maybe I'll speculate in another post. But I wanted to share the hookup that started this whole thing...
** The lead up **
I was out with my sports team. A lot of us are in pretty decent shape, look good and we're a fun bunch to hang out with, so we normally get girls groups coming to dance with us in clubs, etc. To be honest, that results in fewer hookups than you'd expect. Perhaps only one person goes home with someone every two or three times.
We started dancing with this group of students. All late teens, early 20s. To be honest, I normally ignore groups that age. Ime girls of that age aren't as wild as they like to think they are. They'll flirt, maybe make out, but probably won't go home with you. Late 20s girls are WAY more wild (and generally better fun in bed!)
One of them, Sarah, starts dancing with me. She's super hot. An honest-to-god smoke show and completely my type. A shortie (maybe 5'3"?), petite but just enough boob and ass that there's something to play with, nice wavy but long blonde hair. Her face is like an absolute angel as well!
We dance quite close, she grinds on me, but we hadn't made out yet until we went up to the bar. We're talking a little, flirting. She was pretty fun! Contrary to popular conceptions, most guys do actually care about connecting on a personal level before we fuck! At some point, I don't really recall where, the conversation just melts into a kiss. We're by the bar, waiting for our drinks to come, just hands on each others bodies kissing, enjoying the moment.
I feel like a student again... Well until she says "I'm not normally attracted to older men". I died inside. Older men. Olde- girl I'm 29 not 92. You need to be at least 40 to be an older man. But... I did tell her that I'd never kissed a girl 10 years younger than me. I asked her the oldest she'd ever slept with and she said only 4 years older. I go for it...
"I want to take you home tonight..."
Bites lip... "Yes please..."
** The sex **
We barely got through the door. Her dress was off in a pile by the entrance and I had her pushed back against the wall, kissing her lips, neck and cleavage. I pin her wrists together above her head with one hand, the other hand teasing her nipple through her thin bralet.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" I ask
"I want that so bad..." she replies.