1. Cumming from just looking at a beautiful vagina


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: ILoveBigBush, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This may seem far-fetched, but I had the unique opportunity of putting a pet theory to the test. When I was a teenager and in college I often thought that given enough (or even a little) time I could ejaculate just by going down on a woman, assuming her vagina was attractive enough. And, let's face it, as a lifelong pussy lover, there have been very few vaginas that I didn't find aesthetically pleasing. Of course, invariably performing cunnilingus typically resulted in 69-ing, intercourse, or at least a token handjob. So the opportunity to test this theory was always (happily) interrupted by my partner physically stimulating me with one or more of her body parts to orgasm. Enter the early 2000's. I was in my early 20's, single and going on a lot of dates. I went on a nice blind date with a pretty 23-year-old named Bridgette. The date ended pleasantly enough with just a little petting - kissing and feeling her up over her top. It was clear Bridgette wanted to take things slow and I was happy to oblige. I set up a second date with Bridgette for the following weekend. Regrettably, in the ensuing week, Bridgette had burnt both of her hands taking a pan out of a hot oven while forgetting to put on pot holders. She went to the emergency room, and her treatment basically involved applying a salve and bandaging both of her hands. She told me this over the phone about two days before our second date to see if I would like to reschedule. I know, I know - I too thought this was ...
    bullsh*t, and that she had second thoughts about going on a second date. But I gave her story the benefit of the doubt and convinced her that I didn't care if her hands were bandaged. Once she agreed to keep our second date as is, I got extra ballsy and said, &#034By the way, we're still hooking up even though you burned your hands.&#034 To this she laughed and said, &#034Wow! You're bold, but I like it. Just don't expect to get that far.&#034 The night arrived and, low and behold, there was Bridgette looking as pretty as I remembered from the week before but with two white gauze bandages covering her hands. I said I didn't care and I meant it. We had a terrific time. She was still able to use silverware, but I was able to score some points by offering to cut her food. (She ordered a filet mignon as I recall.) She took me up on it, and I cut everything that needed to be cut for her. We linked arms because holding hands would have aggravated her burns, and there was plenty of playful kissing before I drove her back to her apartment. As fortune would have it, Bridgette invited me in, but she warned that she was serious during our earlier phone conversation - &#034don't expect to get that far.&#034 I told her not to worry about it and that I was so attracted to her that I'd take whatever I could get. This time she did let me take off her top, and I very carefully removed it to avoid making contact with her hands. She had probably C-cup breasts with beautiful large maroon-colored ...
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