People say it's not a good for a relationship if discussions on the past relationships were being carried out on. Not that I have any serious relationships, maybe a couple of flings. But the beau told me about his past relationships, but that's about it all, nothing more.
One night, he leaned across the bed and asked me about my past fling.
"So tell me... how did your ex-sexmate started their foreplay?"
"Huh? Why are you asking that?"
"It's the past dear, tell me, I just wanna know. I promised I won't be jealous."
"Okay... usual way. Kissing, then the ear and neck vampire sucking blood whatever shits, then the nipples and tummy and well like what you would do... though I did experience getting rimmed and fingered before."
"Whoa... so you got rimmed..."
"My first sex was with this guy who came back from overseas. I was 20. He rimmed me. And he fingered me. Then he ended it with him rubbing his cock in between my thighs."
"Did he fuck you?"
"Nope. I was never fucked before. But even if I was a bottom guy all along, I don't think his cock would be a wise first cock to have. It's humungous I tell you."
And I rolled my palms into a tunnel, then slightly widened it a little. "It wasn't long, but it was..."
"THAT THICK?! My goodness, thank God you didn't let him ripped your ass off... Or else I wouldn't be your biggest cock so far."
Ugh... indeed. You can only imagine. And no, I'm not a bottom.
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