My best sexual experience was one of my very first. She was a year older than me, a junior when I was a sophomore in high school, and she knew I had a mad crush on her even though she was way out of my league. One day she saw me walking in the courtyard outside of school. She’d just finished field hockey practice and out of the blue she offered me a ride home. That was enough of a shock.
You can imagine how stunned I was at the first stoplight, when she reached across and started massaging my crotch. I was rock hard in a millisecond. A few minutes later, with her hand still between my legs, she drove down an alley and pulled over. Then she unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over, and unzipped my pants. She whipped out my cock, and then licked her lips slowly, coating them with her precious saliva. Then I watched, in disbelief, as her perfect ponytailed head bobbed up and down on my lap. Every vessel in my body was on fire with pleasure. Feeling like a champion, I screamed ‘thank you!’ as I came. Fifteen years later, I’m still reliving that scene regularly in my imagination, about every other time I masturbate.”