1. Fun without jealousy


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Britt4u, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    By the time I was twenty-three, I'd dated some guys who were kind and nice, as well as some who were jerks. Even the good guys would get upset if I even looked at another man or another guy looked at me and the jerks were even more jealous. Being fairly pretty and having a physically fit body, it was almost impossible to go out without having other guys looking at me, so I was convinced that all men were jealous and I figured that I'd have to go through life knowing that any guy I was with would be the same in that regard. It didn't even make any difference if I was having sex with a guy I was dating, either. Still, that was one of the ways the good guys and the jerks differed. The jerks thought that the sex was all about them and what I could do for them. The good guys wanted to get between my legs, too, which is understandable since it is a basic biological need and drive, but they spent at least some time trying to satisfy me. I had a little cubby hole that they wanted to put their cocks inside of and they just couldn't think of any reason I couldn't enjoy it, too. I happen to like sex and I love the sensation of something that is nice and hard moving around inside of me. I didn't go to bed with every guy I dated, but it was there that the biggest difference between the good guys and the bad guys could be seen. I didn't know that there were any men out there who weren't jealous, though, until I met Todd. On our very first date, he surprised me by drawing my attention to ...
    a guy across the room who was positively staring at me. Todd wasn't the least bit jealous. In fact, he said that the guy was probably just fantasizing about how good I must be in bed. "How do you know how good I am in bed?" I asked. He just smiled and said, "You are beautiful, sexy, have a great body that was built for non-stop sexual fun and you have a personality that says that you get as much pleasure out of satisfying a man as you do out of being satisfied by one." Todd barely knew me, but he'd nailed that one on the head. I think I knew in that moment that I'd be having sex with Todd. He wasn't demanding but didn't hide the fact that he was interested. I certainly didn't mind the idea. Todd was almost 10 years older than me, he was neither drop-dead handsome nor wear a paper bag ugly and he wasn't built like a body builder, but I liked the idea of having sex with him. The fact that he wasn't the slightest bit jealous and didn't seem to have a problem with other men wanting to stuff me full of man-meat was very appealing, too. Needless to say, I spent that night in Todd's bed, though it was our very first date and I normally made it a point not to go to bed with a guy the first time I went out with him. I swear that he spent close to two hours using his tongue, lips and fingers before we even got to the fucking. By then he had me so smoking hot that I wanted to get laid, big time. Todd had no problem at all in giving me an orgasm and it was so strong that I very nearly ...
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