My Secret Life - 11 - The Beginning
I grew up in KL in a liberal Malay household which conversed mainly in English. In school (I was enrolled into a private school for my secondary education) my friends and I were influenced by MTV, Nickelodeon and the American series' that were so easily accessible and online we were constantly chatting and sneakily viewing porn sites all of which shaped the way we perceived the world, we dressed and spoke. These factors accelerated my growth into womenhood and normalised sxxuality in a positive way allowing me to embrace pleasure instead of repressing it just because society tells us to.
Simon...
11 months. 11 unfiltered, body pounding, mind bending, raw, orhasmic months. So many things were right with Simon with the exception that neither one of wanted marriage and we were fine with that.
After the late night pole dancing encounter, Simon and I met for lunch a few days later after exchanging numbers when he walked me to my car.
This was the first time I got to see him properly. He was soft spoke and apologised about the other night although I pointed out that I was the one who made the move. The best way I can describe him is that he was like a stocker Phil Dunphy from Modern Family. He was tall too and my head only reached his shoulders. He was Australian Italian (moved there as a child). He looked like he could have been over 50 but was actually 46. I remember thinking how hairy his arms were. He was divorced, no kids and working for an MNC in KL for the past 2 years. He was very polite and seemed embarrassed whenever I mentioned the other night but would add how I 'made that night memorable'.
When we parted ways after lunch, he gave me an awkward hug and stumbled the words that we should meet again.
His shy demeanor and nervous persona around me was very sweet. I was drawn to him because it was clear how innocent he was. My naughty mind saw him as the perfect person to fill the void in my sxx life.
That night we spoke on the phone. He was warming up as he chatted about life before coming to KL and how he was adjusting to Malaysia. I shared how the other night was frustration from months of not being touched. He admitted that I was the first to touch him after 4 years and that he had lost that need for sxx but would occasionally masturbate. I asked him to masturbate with me as I led the conversation into phone sxx using the other night as our scenario.
Before we ended the call I confessed what I was looking for and that if he were open to it, we could have that arrangement. He responded by saying he needed to think it over.
I remember how he texted me the next day and asked if he could call me. He called and said he would like to be that person for me. We planned dinner and a sleepover for that coming Friday.
The first time we had sxx was that Friday. He came back to my apartment after dinner. He was nervous but seemed to be less tense when I held his hand.
We undressed in my bedroom, lights on. I wanted to see his body. His chest was just as hairy as his arms and legs. He was still limp and I could see he was uncut. He was embarrassed and said that it takes him awhile to get erect.
I sat on the edge of my bed while he stood in front of me and sucked him. He got fully erect after almost 2 minutes (longest it's taken me with anybody). His cock was big and thick (6.8 inches exactly after measuring in future). I remember sucking and jerking him off intensely when I felt him start to pulsate in my mouth and he was gently trying to make me stop. I kept going even harder and I felt him fill my mouth with an large glob of warm sticky thick mess. I swallowed what I could as he apologised for cumming so fast (all under 3 mins). I reassured him it was okay. I had been with guys who came fast and had my solution. We showered together, kissed as we soaped each other's bodies and I teased his cock throughout.
When we dried ourselves, we lay on my bed naked and I went down on him, my warm lips and tongue was a contrast in sensation and he got hard relatively fast.
He took the lead from here and got up as I lay down. I spread my legs and he slid into me. I was drenched wet but I could still my tightness being stretched as he went all the way in.
It was sweet thinking back at how gentle he was going in and out of me. I had to tell him to fcck me hard several times before he was pounding me bringing me close to orgasm. I told him to keep going as I started to cum and he slowed down when I told him I came.
I made him lie down and I got on top of him and straddled his cock back and forth while he caressed my breasts and I suck on one of his fingers. I made him place his other finger against my clit and when I said I was going to cum again, he started rub faster and said he was going to cum too.
This set the approach for the next 11 months as I adapted to his premature ejaculation by making sure he came during foreplay. The sxx was decent but it was the exploring and unlocking of his desires which really made my experience with him memorable and satisfying.
Will continue in the next chapter.
Side note: Simon is my husband's favourite from my past and we sometimes look at my pictures and videos with him before sxx.