1. Carol: My Mentor: Part V: Carol Fucks Me


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Anal, First Time, Hardcore, Author: badboy1958, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    Rudy’s was much busier than our last noon luncheon, but we did manage to find a booth that gave us some privacy of conversation, for which I was quite grateful. We ordered our beer and burgers quickly and made some small talk while awaiting our drinks. But there was nothing else on our “agenda,” so to speak, other than the topic I had announced during our phone call. So, after our beers arrived, Carol gave me one of her devilish smiles and said: “Tell me about your wild, crazy sex life: I’m really excited to hear about it. I’m all ears!” So I did, my ears burning red throughout the telling of my impoverished sexual history. I told her about my first, halting efforts at masturbation, my awkward gropings to make it to second base in high school, my prom night debacle and getting puked on the second time I had sex, which made her laugh. My head turned bright red in embarrassment and my eyes opened wide in alarm as she did that. My reaction caused her to quickly apologize. “I’m really, really sorry,” she said, “I shouldn’t have laughed. I’m not laughing at you, just the situation. I’m sorry, but it’s funny” she said, suppressing a giggle, “and brings to mind some crazy experiences I had when I first started having sex. Like the time some guy I didn’t even dig that much got stuck in me for hours. Oh my God, it was horrible! But, as I look back at all the silly things we did to try and extricate ourselves from one another, all I can do is laugh about it right now, though they were ...
    not at all funny at the time. Please, please forgive me and go on,” she implored. I accepted her honest apology and was prepared to go on, but our burgers showed up right then. Actually, they were a welcome interruption. I was happy to take a break from my story, regain my composure and plot out what else I would tell her. After we had finished our lunch, I told her that, because of my heavy academic workload and SAB responsibilities, I had very little time in college to develop any meaningful relationships with women and hadn’t had sex since the “puke” event. The best I had managed was sporadic dates, rarely repeated, and first and second base stuff. I also told her about the size of my dick and my fears that it might not be big enough to please her as much as what she was used to. She quickly interrupted me on that point and re-assured me a seven-inch cock was “much more than adequate” to please “any woman” and told me not to lose any sl**p over that. When I told her that the idea of going to bed with her just “terrified” me because she had so much sexual experience and I had so little, she nodded her head in understanding and told me, “You just need to relax, forget about that and get into the flow of the experience itself, the sexual experience you and I create, right there and then.” When I got to the point of asking Carol to become my “sexual mentor,” her face took on a very serious, almost somber cast and she looked at me intently. The request that she “create a harem” ...
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