A virgin!!! He cursed himself. After a long string of virgin girlfriends that wanted to stay that way, he thought he had changed his luck when one had literally attacked him and told him that HE was going to take her virginity. For two novices it had been pretty good. Of course exactly what did he have to compare it too? For the next few months they had fucked and fucked, acting like kids with new toys. They had then gone their separate ways and his next girlfriend was decidely more experienced. But now it seemed his 'luck' had returned.
All of this had quickly flashed through his mind right after she told him in the middle of some heavy petting on the couch. He just hoped his face had kept his arrangement so the shock did not telegraph to her. She had sat up abruptly when he started to rub her crotch through her jeans. A crotch that was obviously darker than the rest of the jeans.
"Look, it's not a big deal." He tried to let her off easily.
"Well, it is to me. I'm still planning to wait."
"No, that's not what I meant. I meant that if you want to stay a virgin it's no big deal."
"Easy for you to say. You're not."
"Well, actually it is EASY for me to say, because I haven't been 'not' all that long."
"Really? When did you lose it?"
"Well, in one sense that would be telling, and gentlemen do not kiss and tell." He grinned. "Let's just say that I had the good fortune to know a number of ladies that felt like you and I wasn't fortunate enough to change their minds until not all that long ago."
"Didn't you get frustrated and want to dump them for someone that didn't say 'No'?"
"Well, they wouldn't have intercourse, but we did just about everything else. So it wasn't like I never got release."
"They would help you ejaculate?"
Yikes!! How did this go from some nice petting of her fabulous tits to a clinical discussion of post pubescent mutual masturbation? Sure she was a couple years younger than him, but he could not believe that someone with her looks had not been fooling around for a number of years. She was 19 and he was 21. How nuts was this? "Yes, Lisa, they would make me cum" Maybe he could at least get it a little more graphic.
"And what about them? Did they have orgasms?"
"Yes. Why do you want to know all this?"
"Well, I want to know what you expect and I'm having some real problems with my feelings. I want to stay a virgin and I don't want to have an orgasm until I have intercourse."
"OK. Now THAT might be a big deal. I think you are going to get yourself really frustrated if you don't let yourself go. I'm not sure why we're talking about this, but I'm sure half the reason that my former girlfriends and I stayed 'virgins' so long was that we still had an awful lot of sex."
"What kind of sex?"
I looked down at her crotch again and noticed the dark area had doubled in size and her nipples were pushing though her tank top so hard that you could see the areoles as well as the thick, hard nubs. Maybe this talk would not be a waste of time.
"Well, at first it was mostly just feeling each other until we came." She looked a little confused, so I added, "I would rub her clit and finger her pussy and she would stroke my cock." I hoped that a little more graphic talk might give her an idea.
"But you ended up doing more?"
"Well, with my first girlfriend, it took a while to get to sucking and eating, but once we got there, we really got into oral sex. It was , no IS, great. I love eating pussy."
There, I could see her breathing change. Yeah!
"So your other girlfriends gave you satisfaction orally?"
Damn, what was with this so clinical shit? "Yes, they sucked my dick until I shot my load. And I would return the favor and lick their pussies until they came - sometimes more than once."
"Did you ejaculate into their mouths?"
"Again, that sometimes took time. Not at first, but eventually. One never did like it, probably why we ended up fucking." I was definitely tired of the Sex Ed class, but it seemed to be getting her hot. "Look, do you really want to talk about this or would you like to go back to what we were doing?" I asked and pulled her back close to me, kissing her and caressing her right along the underside of her breast.
She gasped. It was a spot that I had already found that I knew she liked. My thumb flicked across her nipple and I felt her mouth suck my tongue inside. Now we were getting somewhere. I pulled her back with me, into the corner of the sofa, letting her be more on top. I was hoping that she would feel less threatened. Her mind and her body were clearly on two totally different paths and she was obviously trying to figure out how to reconcile them.
I kissed her harder, she responded, so I played with her breast some more. But as my hand slid down her stomach, hoping to feel what was making her pants so wet, she once again, pulled up and said, "I'm not ready. Maybe you should be with someone else."
This was definitely going to be torture. "Lisa, I'm really wild about you. We were attracted to each other from the moment we met and I've been dying to have some time alone with you for the last week. I'll try to be patient, but I think you need to let go on the idea that you cannot cum without intercourse. Like I said the virginity is no big deal, but you and I both need to have a release."
"I think I should go now," was all she said. Seconds later she was out the door and on her way.
As soon as she went back to her room, I locked the door and lay down and slowly stroked my aching cock. Visions of her smaller hands rubbing my shaft, her nipples in my mouth and even my face buried between those burning thighs, rocked through my brain as I pleasured myself the way I had hoped she might. My cum shot high on my chest when my dick exploded and I felt like I was back in high school, not a senior in college. Oh, well.
Later that night, she called me. "Are you mad at me?"
"No," I assured her. "Just a little frustrated."
"Only a little?" She teased. It was one of the reasons I liked her, she was quick witted and even when serious, usually was willing to joke.
"Well, it's little now, because I took care of it." I figured two can play at this.
"Really? I got you that excited?"
"Lisa, I was rock hard before we even were talking. Talking about sex does not make it softer. I wanted to rub your parts and make you wild and have us get each other off so badly I thought I would explode. I could see you were wet and knew you were excited, too. I really wanted you."
"Mmmm. I think I like knowing that."