So far

Having you like me was new.
The first kiss was new.
Holding you was new.
Being 16 was new.
Too bad it didn't work out.

You took my virginity and oh my your breast were amazing.
I couldn't believe you were 16. I couldn't believe a chick with knockers like that wanted me.
Oh my she got me.
10 years ago and I remember very accurately fucking the shit out of this girl.
No rhythm to my strokes,
No sensuality,
No Oral.
I didn't know shit about that anyway.
It was like when a really green rookie does very well his first game.
My sheets were drenched and I finally got my first whiff of sex.

Next up was a 1 for 2 serving of some fine coked out redbone ass.
You see, they were skiing and I was completely sober,
Then out of no where she starts getting fucked by my friend on his couch, while I am there looking at this shit like "is this real?"
She pulled out my penis, slapped on a condom and started sucking while my friend was fucking. Now that's not an Ideal 3 way for me, 2 coked out teens and one sleepy but horny dude. Nothing too memorable.


   Now this one makes me hate myself a lot. I've been called a piece of shit by my peers for this one and in the end I kind of agree. I actually was planning on marrying this girl. Anyway. We are just itching to touch and kiss. We never had sex and she was a virgin. She wanted to stay a virgin. At the time I loved her and she loved me. (The only time in my life where my partner actually loved me back). I really wanted her sexually but I never pushed, at some point on my dads bed we both pushed and then we came to the same road block of "virginity". So I threw out the idea of anal. That day I was christened a born again scumbag. With that said, my god Sarah.

You were sweet.
Your lips were delicate and small.
Your eyes shine.
You were so petite.
Every time we had together made me feel loved. The way you held me felt real.
The way you scratched me felt good.
The way you bit me felt super good.
The way you scream, felt so good.
I was shocked when I seen that you had a bush.
That didn't even come close to stopping me.
You were my first taste.
God!
I loved you.

Allana,
Good God.
Your ass was amazing.
I would place my head on it like a pillow.
We were playful.
The first time I tasted you I was amazed.
Nice, and trim, taste like flowers or something fruity.
My mouth was constantly wet from the thought of getting you off.
You taste like perfection. That is the one of things I remember the most about you sexually. You loved getting head. You all love getting head. I love giving it.
I liked eating you out almost more than fucking because you would do this thing where you would scissor my head in and suffocate me, but the thing is that is a warriors death and I am a warrior, and I heard it's a really awesome way to die.
Anyway,
Allana,
I tested my foot fetish on you and you loved it.
What you had some size 6's?
Oh my god.
I bought you pumps just for sex.
OMFG
You would sit on me baby, with those heels and you are kneeling with your soft fair ass getting red from the pounding,  me and those heels rubbing against your skin as you grab them.  I picked you up and fucked you like a savage, in your bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, etc. Took you back into the room threw you on your bed and licked you. Kissed you all over babe. I would start up and always end at those beautiful feet. The way you play with my cum on your toes, your breast.  We even fucked while your repair man was in. You were playful. I'm glad I was able to give you a quality fucking.


She broke me so bad I was trying to fuck strippers just to get my rocks off and avoid the malarkey. I swear there have been two strippers that I've been into. One of them I fucked in VIP, in front of everyone in VIP. She had the body of a  porn star. I had always wondered what fake breast felt like and they are hard. Fake ass too. I love it. I'm a degenerate scumbag. She sucked me and it was good, nothing extraordinary, then she took those huge tits and stuffed them in my face as I pumped. Hahahaha what's funny is she wanted to charge me  300 but before hand I got her down to 90 so I could drink with the boys, maybe get hit by a car and die later. I was an absolute mess!

Before that there was a stripper named Sheridan. She was in her early to mid 40's but you couldn't tell. I stayed in her section and for some reason I talked to this stripper like a human. I loved what she had to say. You could tell that she just wanted someone to talk to about shit. Now as we talk about life and shit she is dancing. She is also throwing in tons of free dances for me. We get touchy. I try not to touch but she assured me that it's ok. Her abs were lovely. I wanted to lick her too. Almost did a few times. I kissed up on her lightly. She liked it. She liked having someone to talk to. I liked looking into her eyes. She talked to me about work outside of dancing and I listened. I'll be honest I was simping to a stripper and I loved every second of it. I was holding her like my girl, but I didn't feel shame. Like I could walk down the street with this chick feeling cool/normal.
I was simping hard for a number and a kiss. I got them both. I mean like I was frenching her up in the back. I love older women. Especially when they can be wild themselves.
Sheridan sounds more like a girlfriend/ wife if anything.

I remember this one on Halloween  dressed as a cop. She drove a 2015 Camero all black. Car was way better than mine. I fucked the life out of her in a 2013 corolla. I mean I was somehow able to pretzel myself into a vagina eating position and eat this beautiful woman's vagina. We made that car move. That's probably what led to me needing a donut on my front wheel a few weeks after.She was my girlfriend for that span of 2 hours.

Anyway I don't really know  what this is myself, but it brings back a couple of memories. I was kinda and still am a piece of shit. I have absolutely no regrets.