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I'm new here and see a lot of different erotic posts so I hope I'm posting mine in the right area.
So, in 2014 I met up with a guy I found online. I was quite nervous at first because at first sight I thought he was crazy. Once I took him back to my place that feeling went away. I was always hard against anal. At the time, it was just something I did not want to try. To be honest, I don't even recall if I discussed anal with him in emails. I met him down a few blocks from where I lived and we slowly walked back to my place as we got to know a little about one another. I was renting a bedroom in a nice 2 floor house and the homeowner was at work that day. I led him upstairs to my bedroom and he smacked my butt playfully. He was very frisky. We got up to my bedroom, removed our clothing and went to my bed. Almost immediately he penetrated me. In the moment, I was completely caught off guard but instead of panicking or telling him to stop, I told myself to just try it once to see if I liked it. Although it hurt to a degree and left me with deep pains in my bowels, it was also hot AF. I was into it. He obviously was into it, so I let it happen.
As he was going, I was enjoying it. Mostly because he was inside me than the pleasure I got from being penetrated. Just knowing I had a penis inside me was very erotic and put me in the mood. We were passionate lovers for being two strangers. Our fling lasted 3 years, but we knew each other for 4 before we stopped seeing each other completely. He was a sensuous man with a big sexual appetite. He admitted that he found me attractive and vice versa. I never thought a FWB sitch would last 4 years. We would often make plans for him to come over and bed me. We also took a few showers together after sex as I had my own bathroom at the time. I live with my father now, in a different home. When I told him I moved I said he might have to be introduced to my dad as a friend who is coming over to spend time with me, and he did just that. I was hella nervous when I introduced them. My heart was beating so fast. But once we got to my bedroom after introducing them, I wanted him so bad because him playing along so to speak and introducing himself to my dad was the hottest thing anyone has ever done for me. I wanted to sexually jump him after he did that for me. Who knew such a thing would be so erotic? There were many times we made hot passionate love on my bed. He stretched me in so many different positions I had never been in before. One time he got so sweaty because he was just going at it with me so hard that I had to put my fan on him. I got to test my kissing ability on him and there wasn't a moment when our lips touched that I didn't stick my tongue down his throat. The memories alone make me hard and although we didn't end things on a good note, he was my only sexual experience that I still think about today strictly because of how passionate he was with me. I want that again. Just with somebody who's not a dirt bag. Talking about him online on different forums, damn near everyone said he was my boyfriend and not a FWB. That is part of the reason we parted ways. After 4 years, I needed clarity on what we were. I asked hard hitting questions. He avoided them. He dropped a few bombshells too that I didn't appreciate cuz he made me an accomplice instead of just being honest with me from the beginning. This is why we parted.
So, in 2014 I met up with a guy I found online. I was quite nervous at first because at first sight I thought he was crazy. Once I took him back to my place that feeling went away. I was always hard against anal. At the time, it was just something I did not want to try. To be honest, I don't even recall if I discussed anal with him in emails. I met him down a few blocks from where I lived and we slowly walked back to my place as we got to know a little about one another. I was renting a bedroom in a nice 2 floor house and the homeowner was at work that day. I led him upstairs to my bedroom and he smacked my butt playfully. He was very frisky. We got up to my bedroom, removed our clothing and went to my bed. Almost immediately he penetrated me. In the moment, I was completely caught off guard but instead of panicking or telling him to stop, I told myself to just try it once to see if I liked it. Although it hurt to a degree and left me with deep pains in my bowels, it was also hot AF. I was into it. He obviously was into it, so I let it happen.
As he was going, I was enjoying it. Mostly because he was inside me than the pleasure I got from being penetrated. Just knowing I had a penis inside me was very erotic and put me in the mood. We were passionate lovers for being two strangers. Our fling lasted 3 years, but we knew each other for 4 before we stopped seeing each other completely. He was a sensuous man with a big sexual appetite. He admitted that he found me attractive and vice versa. I never thought a FWB sitch would last 4 years. We would often make plans for him to come over and bed me. We also took a few showers together after sex as I had my own bathroom at the time. I live with my father now, in a different home. When I told him I moved I said he might have to be introduced to my dad as a friend who is coming over to spend time with me, and he did just that. I was hella nervous when I introduced them. My heart was beating so fast. But once we got to my bedroom after introducing them, I wanted him so bad because him playing along so to speak and introducing himself to my dad was the hottest thing anyone has ever done for me. I wanted to sexually jump him after he did that for me. Who knew such a thing would be so erotic? There were many times we made hot passionate love on my bed. He stretched me in so many different positions I had never been in before. One time he got so sweaty because he was just going at it with me so hard that I had to put my fan on him. I got to test my kissing ability on him and there wasn't a moment when our lips touched that I didn't stick my tongue down his throat. The memories alone make me hard and although we didn't end things on a good note, he was my only sexual experience that I still think about today strictly because of how passionate he was with me. I want that again. Just with somebody who's not a dirt bag. Talking about him online on different forums, damn near everyone said he was my boyfriend and not a FWB. That is part of the reason we parted ways. After 4 years, I needed clarity on what we were. I asked hard hitting questions. He avoided them. He dropped a few bombshells too that I didn't appreciate cuz he made me an accomplice instead of just being honest with me from the beginning. This is why we parted.