A New Friend Discovers My G-spot

End of January 2015

Last night we met a couple who were highly recommended by Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors. I will call them Mr. and Mrs. SciFi. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi are throwing a murder mystery dinner party a month from now and invited us. We all thought it would be nice to meet before the day of the party, so they invited us to dinner at their house. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi were incredibly sweet and thoughtful and went out of their way to make us feel welcome when we arrived. They even brought me my favorite drink from Starbucks which gave them some serious bonus points with me. We had all been chatting via text for the past week, so we had learned a little bit about each other already.

While they prepared dinner for us, we opened a bottle of wine and played a dice game. Dinner was delicious, and after it was over, we headed down into their basement to play cards and then pool. It was during pool that we really had a chance to start touching each other, a caress in passing or arms around one another while waiting for your turn. It was nice. I don’t know if I have conveyed in my writings yet that I am rather resistant to change in general and somewhat closed off to the idea of new people and relationships, despite my desire to be close to people. Before we arrived at the SciFi home, I decided to change my mindset and to go into the evening with an open mind and positive attitude. I am very glad that I did.

After pool, we moved to the couch and coupled off. I was freezing, so Mr. SciFi had a blanket and invited me under it with him. Next to us, in true Mr. X fashion, Mr. X had Mrs. SciFi’s top and his own off before I had much of a chance to even kiss Mr. SciFi. Mr. SciFi seems like a rough kisser. He is also only the third man I have kissed with facial hair (more than just stubble). I told him in texts this week that I love kissing very much, and he seemed excited about that. He told me several things he loves such as kissing, oral sex, and cuddling. The lip biting I was not expecting. I believe that of the 100+ people I have kissed in my life, there has only been one other person who has kissed me like that. He bit and tugged my lower lip, and at one point I tasted blood in my mouth. I decided just to go with it. He was rough with my mouth, so I raked my nails down his back, harder than I usually do. His answering noises spurred me on. I love when a man is vocal and lets me know when he’s enjoying what I’m doing to him. My lip, swollen from his kisses, has been a constant reminder of last night.

Mr. SciFi and I decided to leave the couch and head for the bedroom in their basement. Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi followed us. Mr. X went down on Mrs. SciFi while Mr. SciFi and I removed the rest of each other’s clothing and continued kissing. Mr. SciFi told me earlier in the day that he likes a little rough treatment of his nipples, so I started that by pinching and lightly twisting with my fingers while we kissed. I later progressed to kissing, sucking, and gentle biting and tugging with my teeth. My actions elicited more of his fun noises. I probably could have been rougher but didn’t want to chance it this time. I touched Mr. SciFi’s cock before I saw it and was pleasantly surprised by his size. I enjoyed going down on him for a while. When it was my turn to receive, he had me lay down on the bed, and he set to work. I told him earlier in the day that I don’t cum easily, and that it has to be from oral stimulation. I said once you find the right spot to concentrate there until I’m arching and moaning. He told me that his wife is similar. During this conversation, he said he was up for the challenge and also hoped to make me squirt (which I didn’t believe for a second would happen since it never has been before and because I was convinced I didn’t have a g-spot).

Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi were next to me, rocking the bed while Mr. SciFi did delicious things to my clit with his mouth. I loved the feel of his facial hair while he went down on me as well. It was an added sexy bonus. I knew I was getting close to orgasm when Mr. SciFi slipped a finger or two inside me, and it sent me over the edge. Within a few seconds, I climaxed. We kissed for a little while, and Mr. SciFi went to get a condom. I started feeling shy sitting there on the bed next to Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi, so I curled up on my side on the bed and tried to cover myself with a big pillow. Mr. SciFi settled on the bed below me and positioned himself so he could take right there with me still on my side. He said that would teach me to hide from him. We switched positions on the bed several times. He was on top for a while with my ankles resting on his shoulders. I took a turn on top with my legs wrapped around his waist, him really just resting on the edge of the bed. When I was on top, my nails continued to dig into his back, fueling me on.

*As I wrote this, Mr. SciFi was texting me. I told him I was writing about our night together, and he sent me a little excerpt of what he thought I might be writing. I have to include it here because he made me crack up. In Mr. SciFi’s words, “He had a hunger that could only be quenched by the nectar that I had to offer.”*

Mr. SciFi had me lay on my back on the bed again, and his fingers were inside me once more. I could tell he was trying to find my g-spot, as men have tried before. I was about to tell him he could stop when new sensations started washing over me. I could tell I was building up to something, and then it happened. For the first time in my life, I squirted. I honest to goodness never thought I could do that. I panicked and asked him to stop what he was doing (he asked me later to ride it out next time). I laid there, completely befuddled. I know I said more than once “what just happened?”, even though I knew what had happened. I was completely shocked. Mr. SciFi was quite pleased with himself and gave Mr. X a wet high-five over my body.

I eventually regained some of my composure, and Mr. SciFi asked if I wanted to go somewhere else, as all the motion on the bed from Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi was making me a little sick. He started leading me to the couch but stopped at the pool table along the way. He bent me over the pool table and pushed inside me. I’d never been fucked on a pool table before, but it was on my sexual bucket list. My breasts pressed down into the table, and I was standing on the tip of my toes as he pounded into me. Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi came out of the bedroom and stood watching us for a minute before they headed to the shower. Mr. SciFi eventually led me over to the couch. He sat down, and I straddled him. We chatted and kissed. I sucked, nipped, and tugged on his nipples a little more. He asked me to squeeze his balls while I rode him, so I did that as well. When he came, his head was leaned back, his eyelids fluttered, he made some adorable sounds, and the look on his face was pure ecstasy. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed watching someone’s face that much when they’ve cum. It wasn’t my orgasm, but I was completely satisfied. Once it was over, we sat there, his arms around me mine on his chest. We both had goofy grins on our faces. I am glad I went into the night optimistic and open-minded, as it was full of unexpected pleasure. It can be so much fun making new friends.