Balance In The Force

Lisa:

“Oh God, Anna! I remember the very first time a boy’s dick touched my pussy. (I suppress a shudder at that hideous word ‘pussy’). We had my house to ourselves and we were on the living room floor. He had my skirt up and my panties pulled to one side. I’d been playing with his dick, but now it was sliding up and down between my lips. It was the first time a penis had actually touched my vagina, and although he made no attempt to put it in, it was erotic as fuck. We humped like that for a while until he arched his back, reared up and shot his cum over me. Anna, it went fucking miles! The first shot arched up in the air and splattered on my face, which gave me my first taste of it. The rest went over my top and the underside of my skirt.” 

So far so good, but she went on. “But as the week went on I started to worry. I knew a boy’s pre-cum can carry live sperm cells, and what if some got inside me? He did rub the head of his cock over my hole, and I desperately wanted him to push it up me…I wouldn’t have stopped him if he’d have tried….he didn’t actually do that but a couple of times I really thought he might. As the following week rolled around, and the date of my period got closer I really started to worry. I thought my boobs were more sensitive, and I felt sick in the mornings. I really thought I was pregnant and that kept me awake at nights. Then I was late. One day, two, three…..nearly a whole week went by. I am normally very regular, but not this time. It did come on, and wow….what a relief, but all that worry did spoil the fun.”

See? Balance. 

Meghan:

“He held it on my hole for ages. Just stayed there with only the tip of his cock in me just a fraction. We were both so wet, I remember. I’d never experienced wetness like that before….it was running down the crack of my arse and although it felt messy, it also felt really horny. Imagine….I mean, how can a wet arse make you feel super-horny? (Oh sweetie…I could explain…how long have you got?) I felt like I was actually aching to have him inside me. Is such a thing even possible? Then he pushed it in me and holy Mary, mother of God….it hurt like a fecker! Weirdly, it stung the time after, and the time after that. I thought that once my hymen was out of the way it wouldn’t hurt again, but it took a few times. Sometimes, even now, if I’m not quite ready, it’s still uncomfortable, you know?”

Again, balance. In this case pleasure/pain. A girl needs to be ready for penetration, although sometimes I use that if I’m having a rape fantasy, or a ‘first time’ fantasy. Being fucked, or fucking myself when I’m not quite ready produces a stretching to the point of pain that is useful for imagining being screwed for the first time, or being forced. 

Angela:

“Fucking hell, Anna. You’ve no idea what it was like for me! I’d been diddling my bean and I hadn’t cum, I was sure about that. Everyone says you know when you’ve had your first orgasm, so I knew I hadn't got there. This one night, I was lying on top of my duvet naked and just enjoying lying there with my legs open, you know? (Oh, preaching to the choir honey.) I’d been diddling myself as I normally did, but suddenly, oh fuck…..there was this immense rush and I felt this bolt of pleasure course through me and something happened between my legs. I felt wetness gushing out of me. I felt it hit my thighs and I just couldn’t stop. The pleasure became so intense I passed out, I think. When I woke up, I was soaked, my duvet was soaked, and there was a strange smell in the air. It wasn’t nasty…quite the reverse…but I’d made such a mess everywhere. There was no hiding it. My duvet would need cleaning as well as the cover would need washing. I dealt with the cleaning up and then after a bit of research learned that I had done something called “squirting”. I hoped that I wouldn’t squirt every time I came and I did learn to control it.”

Again balance. This time pleasure/annoyance. 

Strange creatures, aren’t we?