Sex Diary with Girlfriend Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Sex Diary with Girlfriend Pt. 01

I was a virgin, my girlfriend was not. (28M, 27F)

In fact, I knew she had quite a few boyfriends before. Reportedly she had sex always with a condom on.

She wanted to wait until we were married, even though we slept in the same bed at her place when I was visiting. She would come to bed only with her panties, and her voluptuous figure was driving me mad.

I begged her, I pled. She wouldn't let me penetrate her. Most she would do was oral sex until I was fully-erect, then she would watch me masturbate until I cum.

On another evening, we had a fight about other things - I think we fought over dinner. I think I told her I wanted the chicken less salted next time for our health. We ended the night in a bad mood. I was angry, my parents were visiting for weeks earlier, and I could not find any time to masturbate in my own privacy at all. I had a lot of pent-up energy. I went to sleep with a rock-hard.

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I woke to her straddling me, taking off her bra. She said she wanted to make up for the fight she started. With a few gentle-tugs to full-mast, she applied a condom, then she sat on me, and for the first time, my penis was swallowed up by her whispering eye. It was warm, tight, almost like velvet. I had to focus hard to not ejaculate immediately.

She began slowly riding, but I was not having it. My engorged member, my lust, demanded greater action. With a roll, I tossed her onto the bed. her wide-eyed and surprised. I pushed her legs ...

... over her head, and buried myself in her, again and again. Her vaginal fluids smoothed the way, but I was not gracious that night. I fucked her like a man-possessed, using all of my pent-up energy, all my resentment for her small antics in recent weeks.

I pulled out, ordered her to get on her knees to face the standing-mirror so she can watch herself (and myself, I) being plowed. I realized at that point that the condom was broken. I told her so. I began looking for where I stashed the rest, but then she began grinding against me.

I half-jokingly asked her whether she wanted to be a mom. She turned around, her eyes glazed and hair damp from sweat. Her panty still half-on, as her whispering eye glistened in the dim light. All I heard was 'make me'.

That was all I needed. I ripped her panty off. Ignored her complaint that it was not cheap. With barely a moment to spare, I removed the broken condom, and slammed right back into her. In the mirror I saw a man raw with emotions, her biting her lips, her breasts swinging with the motion. I didn't care her window was half open, and no doubt her neighbour could hear us. She screamed, I roared, the sound of her buttocks bouncing off my abdomen resonating.

I felt a similar sensation - just like the first time I masturbated. It was a mind-blowing feeling. All my muscles began aching, the sensation focusing onto my lower back, then my scrotum, then to my penis. I wanted her to see me when I impregnated her (fantasy thoughts). I ...