The story I'm about to tell is true. None of the names are real, and some information is omitted in order to protect the innocent. There is nothing particularly weird about this story. I'm telling it simply because as it was happening I was in a state of absolute amazement because I never thought anything like this would happen to me. Yes, this is about a sexual encounter. More specifically it is about a one-night stand with a very attractive 23-year-old college student. I'm not going to give you descriptions like 'my hard shaft entered her wet love muffin and slid in and out slowly bringing her to the brink of an incredible orgasm.' I'm going to describe the sex in a matter-of-fact way. I will leave the rest up to your imaginations.
While it is true that the following will describe the only one-night stand I have had, it does not describe the only sexual encounter I have had. I have had sex with a total of seven girls. Six of those girls were either my girlfriend or someone whom I had a relationship with of some sort before we had sex. Only one was a one-night stand. For the sake of privacy the object of this tale will be called Amy, which actually is not too far from her actual name.
The date was December 7, 1996. I was in Seattle for my Cousin Shelly's wedding. At the reception I was introduced to my cousin's maid of honor, Lisa, and we hit it off immediately. My brother had something to do with this. Mark, my brother, is a loud mouth, obnoxious S.O.B. He tried very hard to get down Lisa's pants but the more he tried the more he disgusted her. When Shelly introduced us it was a relief to Lisa to meet a cousin of her best friend's who was not a total prick.
After the reception Lisa needed a ride home. Shelly asked me if I would drive Lisa home, and Lisa offered to buy me a drink in return for the favor. I accepted. We drove to her apartment so that she could change into something more comfortable. Her apartment was nothing more than a studio with a bathroom, a kitchen, and a room about the size of a master bedroom in an average house. I was beginning to get the feeling that I may get lucky. It did seem as though she was being very flirtatious. After all I was standing in her apartment after a wedding reception.
Sadly I was disappointed. She told me about her boy friend and promised that he would join us later at the bar across the street. My horny little mind made me mistake her warmth for flirting. I quickly recovered and off we went to the bar. On the way down the stairs of her building I sliced my finger on the banister. We went back to her apartment to apply first aid. While applying the first aid Lisa's boyfriend appeared and we were introduced. Once I was all patched up we went across the street to the bar, a little rock and roll joint called Yosemite Sam's. After ordering a coke I was introduced to some of her friends. I felt very welcome and very soon was feeling very social.
Lisa soon introduced me to two girls. They were both very attractive. One of them had long auburn hair and a very nice body. She smoked Camel cigarettes and could cuss like a sailor. Her name was Edith. The other had dark brown hair that was very thick and was cut to the bottom of her neck. She had a very pretty face and a lovely body. Her name was Amy. We immediately hit it off and I sat down with them in their booth. We danced, played pool and chatted until it was closing time. Amy suddenly announced that I was invited to an after hours party at Edith's house. She had invited half of the people in the bar, including the band, so I did not feel very special. As it turned out nobody but Amy, Edith, and myself showed up, so it was just the three of us.
By this time it was well passed two in the morning and we decided to go to a local all night restaurant for a late night meal. Of course the conversation turned to sex, and through the whole meal I was fighting a raging hard on. I suddenly began to feel as though I might score with one or both of these girls. Amy was much more flirtatious than Edith was, and after a while I started to see my chances dwindling. After our meal we all headed back to Edith's place for some more late night conversation. I was delighted to be talking to two very attractive girls that I hardly knew.
Amy and I continued to flirt and after a while Edith felt like a fifth wheel. At about Three-thirty in the morning Edith told us we were welcome to stay the night and that she was going to bed. We bid her good night and continued our conversation. So there we were, alone on Edith's couch, and suddenly there was that moment of truth. That moment when it seems as though the opportunity to move is ripe, yet there is the chance that you will get slapped. At the same time there is a great deal of pressure, because if the girl you are sitting alone with on Edith's couch is waiting for you to make a move, and you don't she will think that you don't have the balls to move, or that you are gay. To my astonishment I made a move. With out any warning I slid across the couch until I was right next to her, kissed her on the mouth, parted her lips, and moved my tongue to hers.