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Old 07-10-2016, 01:25 AM
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Default Hit and Run

The absolute worst case of premature ejaculation happened repeatedly with the woman I have loved more than anybody.

She was the same age as me. We were in our late 20s. Slim. Fit. Taut. She had a bit of a belly on her, but I didn’t mind, because I liked bellies. Smooth, round bellies welcoming you in, to touch, to watch, to feel inside. Nadia was by no means fat, but at the time she happened to carry a little extra layer on her body. This was all fine by me, considering she was my first really serious girlfriend as well as the first woman I truly loved.

We had sex dozens if not hundreds of times with condoms before we decided to move on to more serious protection. From then on, for the first time in my life, a woman wanted me to cum inside her vagina without a barrier, naked, nothing between us. We never really talked about it like that, but it was a special step for me. For her, I don’t really know for sure.

The first night was not gentlemanly on my part, I will admit. We were making out on her futon and in not too long had proceeded to pantsless. We both knew she was now protected but we hadn’t talked about it. The only thing I could think about was being welcomed to cum inside a vagina for the first time, except I hadn’t exactly gotten a verbal invitation. No matter, I plunged myself into her pussy without thinking. I felt her inner essence for the first time, with nothing between us.

I knew how warm and wet she would get, but never before had I known the soft enveloping feeling as her pussy swallowed me. It was like our nerves had fused and were shooting blasts of energy through our bodies. I wanted to give her all of me at the instant.

Much to my dismay, I did. After about 90 secs., I erupted inside her. I wish I could tell you it was the best orgasm ever but it really wasn’t due to the guilt and the shame. I wanted to stop, to hold back so we could both enjoy it, but I didn't. It didn’t feel like honoring her or honoring myself when giving my body to a lover, especially when she mentioned she wasn't expecting me to let loose at the time (hurts twice as much when told after). I wanted to cum but after I wanted to make her cum like I had in the past. Instead, the first time I gave her my seed was when neither of us felt it in a way which would be significant to us. It was a hit and run.
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