A special sex story for those who don't know this about me:
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🕑 Added 2021-03-28 23:25:14 +0000 UTC
A special sex story for those who don't know this about me:
I'm a Vietnamese girl. For those of you who are unfamiliar with my culture, most of our parents are very strict, and mine were no different.
Sex was very taboo, so discussions about it were off the table; in fact, I learned a lot from literally studying a porn website when I was a teenager. Let me know if you want to hear about that too lol.
Masturbation never interested me much; it never felt the same to rub my clit or finger myself as opposed to when someone else did it, so I never bothered, and because of this, I never fully 'explored' myself, if you know what I mean!
I had never orgasmed before. It wasn't until I met my boyfriend that everything changed. When we had sex for the first time, I didn't cum, but I wasn't expecting to because it had never happened prior.
My last two exes didn't make me cum either, and I chalked it up to something being wrong me or my vagina. Either way, it wasn't that important to me because sex with my boyfriend was amazing regardless!
And while I say it wasn't important to me, he made it explicitly clear that it was important to him. He said, "I won't let you go the rest of your life without making you cum." I brushed off those words as promises from an infatuated lover, but I couldn't help but quiver at how serious his tone was.
My exes were always more focused on their pleasure than on mine, and to tell you the truth, our relationships felt more like friendships with sex here and there. With my boyfriend today, everything is different: I have found myself actually being intimate and lovey dovey for the first time, when before I thought it was gross!
With this new way of feeling/thinking, I was more receptive to my boyfriend's endeavor :P sex felt better than it ever felt before. I still hadn't orgasmed yet, but I did start having the strangest feeling that I had to urinate.
When this happened, I would push my boyfriend off and ask him to stop. I would feel this weird pressure on my bladder while he was fucking me, and it terrified me! I didn't want to urinate all over his bed, let alone him! What a turn off!
But he told me to let it happen. I was shocked. Is he crazy? I'm a germophone as it is, so this notion naturally freaked me out a little.
He told me to open myself up to this new sensation because I just might enjoy it. He knew what this was. I realize that he was so sexy and sly now that I'm writing this.
Then one day, my boyfriend got really into the foreplay. I mean he loves to eat out and play with my pussy, but this time, he REALLY took the time to warm me up. I was teased for a good 30 minutes before he even slipped his delicious fingers inside!
I was absolutely squirming. He put me on all fours, arched my ass up in the air, and drove his fingers downward into me to massage my G-spot. Holy fuck I was in heaven.
And then I felt it again. That old, new feeling: the pressure on my bladder, the feeling of having to urinate. I believe that my boyfriend could tell based on my moans and muffled screams that it was coming.
He instinctively flipped me back over onto my back, and as he continued fingering my pussy, he took his other hand and lifted my head so that I could watch what he was doing to me.
I was already so fucking wet, but he grabbed more lube. And as my moans grew louder and louder, he fingered me faster and harder. The pressure kept building and building. I wanted to resist it, but I remembered what he told me, so I started to welcome it instead.
And then something happened.
My pussy erupted. Juice gushed out of me like a geyser and it wouldn't fucking stop, just like my boyfriend wouldn't stop. He had this damn half-smirk-half-smile on his face because he knew he had done something that no one, not even myself had done.
Seeing him make that face was the last thing I could do before I squirted more! Then more! Then more! Oh my God...my boyfriend wouldn't stop rubbing my pussy until he was satisfied and he drained me.
When he finally stopped, I was exhausted. His bedsheets were completely soaked, I had my wetness dripping down my legs, and he stared at me while he licked his entire palm and sucked each one of his finger tips.
I laid there, and my boyfriend asked in a coy way, "mmm, what just happened?" I blushed and turned away before he asked me again. I said I didn't know, but I did. He asked once more and got me to admit it:
After 23 years, my pussy orgasmed for the first time, and to make sure I never forgot that moment, my boyfriend cuddled me while we laid on top of my warm, wet cum.
- Mimi 💕
