1. My first. He was my first time. Admittedly the actually first time we had sex it was horrible he was too drunk to stay hard and tried to fuck me anyway. It didn’t work. He was deeply in love with me and he truly showed it when we had sex. He could never keep his hands off and his libido was able to match mine. He was big and tall and made me feel so small. He was a good fuck. He knew exactly how to move to get me to cum quickly he knew which positions I loved without me ever telling him. He paid close attention to the things I liked and disliked. He read me like a book. In the beginning he was so concerned about his size. Too much porn I suppose. He was above average I never measured but I would guess right between 6.5 and 7 inches. And yet he thought he should have been bigger. As my first I told him he was fine, that it was more than adequate. His size was pretty perfect for me. He helped me gain confidence in myself. I hated my body but the admiration he had for it made me appreciate it all the more. He would always caress me hands roaming all over as we made love. As exhibitionists we would rent hotel rooms and have sex hoping that someone would hear. It wasn’t meant to be rude but the idea of someone getting off on our sex was so arousing. He had a hard time cumming and nearly every time I would get off several times before he got off once. In the 2 years we were together I can only think of a handful of times where he did cum before me. He was a great lover, compassionate and he loved me and being with me. There was no doubt that when we were together he wanted nothing else but to give me completely pleasure and he did
2. Another boyfriend. He was very oral. When we got together I couldn’t imagine how we would work together. We were so different and he was so much more goofy than anybody I had been with before. He was silly and fun and I imagined the sex would be a bit unusual. It was amazing every time. He was very oral. I told him repeatedly that I would not be able to cum from oral but he didn’t care. He would stay rested between my legs forever teasing and tantalizing me. So close but never over that bump. I enjoyed it immensely but I did wish that I would have been able to cum for him because I knew how much he would have enjoyed it. He was also the first I was able to deep throat. His cock wasn’t small a bit over average (maybe 6 inches) and a nice girth. It was easy because it curved down instead of up. It made sliding down my throat so much easier. It drive him nuts and I loved being able to do it. I cant remember a single blowjob where he didn’t cum and I love his cum. No one else I have been with ever tasted as sweet. It was like liquid candy. #1 was horribly bitter like bleach so this was a very nice and welcome change. He loved to talk dirty in bed which turned me on so much. Too many guys I’d been with ere silent through the act. Talking through sex make is so much more engaging. He loved my ass. Always grabbing it, holding it, smacking it. He helped me gain appreciating for it. I loved feeling his nails dig into my ass as he gripped it when we were fucking. We weren’t together very long. Things got busy and we had little time for each other. He was attentive. I don’t remember a single time we had sex and he didn’t make me cum. He was willing to go farther with me than I had ever been and pushed me to try new things. I was able to gain more confidence in my sex and abilities with him.
3. He asked and asked and I’m so glad that I gave in. Another schoolmate. The first time I admittedly led him on. I gave false hope that we could be together. It was a mistake to deny him for so long. After several months of back and forth I was ready for him. He had an incredible body, an athlete who was cut in every way. Despite that he was gentle under my fingers. His hard body felt nice and comforting against my soft one. He was the best kisser I ever had. I’ve never had a more sensual kisser. He loved to go slow as if savoring every moment. When I was rowdy and wanted it more forcefully he’d slow me down and make me melt in his hand. A sweet tease that got me so worked up. The sex was incredible. His strength made it feel much more controlling but he never took full control. He let me lead and move in the positions I liked. He’s the only person who has ever made cowgirl comfortable for me. Exposing myself in such a position was always something I did not like. He didn’t make me do all the work either. He helped lift me and still moved to match my movements. He loved touching me. We’d lay there and he’d do nothing but run his hands all over my body. The way he would look at me and smile made me ache. There were times I doubted his loyalty and thought he’d be gone for good but he’s always comes back. He loves the way I feel wrapped around him and he’s a perfect fit, the most perfect I’ve ever had inside me. I love nothing more than being in his strong arms. He made me feel so delicate and desired. His passion for our pleasure made him a wonderful lover. And at this point he is the only lover that I have. And true to my dedication he’s the only one who I feel is worthy at this time.
4. A friends cousin. We’d met several times before and I always felt there was an unspoken attraction. I thought he was pretty cute. Our first time together was completely unexpected and unplanned. I’ve written about it before. It was at a party and I’d partially blacked out. I knew I had had sex with him when I woke up on the couch wrapped in his arms and my panties where missing (it was 100% consensual!). The incident was somewhat embarrassing since people had seen us going at it. If any have read my thread about it I had no idea if I actually liked the sex or not. I was dying to try again but completely aware this time. As I’ve stated several times I’m not the kind of girl who is going to ask for sex, I don’t need to. But I was lucky a few weeks later when he called me and asked if I wanted to get together. I immediately jumped at the chance. Unlike the previous lovers this one was much more dominant. I could tell that he liked to take control. I enjoyed it, having him control my movements brought out a wilder side of me. I felt freer to succumb to my desires to be dominated. He fucked hard but well. He was also my first uncircumcised guy. He didn’t make a big deal about it and I appreciated that. I wanted the experience to be natural without the added pressure of having to be concerned about that because he felt the need to point it out. I thought it would feel different but it felt the same. When he got hard it wasn’t noticeable. When we would sleep he wouldn’t take his hands off me. All night he would spoon me or wrap his arm around me pulling me close. I loved that intimate contact. I kept him as a lover for several months. Busy schedules ended it for us and I moved on. Though I certainly would not mind having him back.
5. The oldest I ever had and he was certainly worth it. Twelve years my senior and super good looking. He worked out a lot and his body definitely showed it. He was really nice and sweet to me even though he knew I had never been with anyone that much older. I liked how he was patient and understanding. Our first time together ended about as badly as it can end. I’d rather not say how but it was embarrassing. I nearly cried but he comforted me and told me it was alright and the next time would be better. And it was he absolutely knew what he was doing and aesthetically he had the most perfect cock I had ever seen. It was a great size and thick and really stretched me more than any other guy ever had. He was another who let me indulge in my fantasies. One of the sexiest I ever had was him coming into my house in the middle of the night after I had already went to bed. Feeling him ease me out of my slumber playing with my pussy. We kept the lights off and had sex completely in the dark minds focused on the sensations and sounds we here feeling. Lack of sight heightening everything else. It felt way more forbidden than it was. I can still feel his hands gripping me tight pulling me onto his cock. He loved my breasts. I don’t like them very much but I still enjoy having them played with and having my nipples sucked and bitten. I know it was his favorite part of foreplay. For the longest time he would caress them and suck and it would absolutely have me aching and soaked nearly begging for release. I usually like to fuck hard but because of his size we had to go slow and he never lost control. He was always attentive to if I was in pain and absolutely my pleasure. We didn’t last long. His work keeps him away for long periods of time. I will certainly be ready when he comes back though.
So there you have it. The 5 best and worst lovers I have had.