By Kendra Holliday | December 20, 2013 at 9:40 am
Recently, I had the pleasure of sharing intimacy with a 32-year-old male virgin. (I’ve worked with several adult virgins, you can read more here.) I was his first sexual experience with someone besides himself – first time kissing and everything!
Why? No major reason – no past trauma, no religious guilt, a normal enough upbringing. He was shy in high school, then figured he would date in college, but never really got around to it. At this stage, he started feeling stuck. Online dating wasn’t working for him. Neither was expanding his horizons in other ways.
I asked him, “Don’t you have friends who can hook you up with women to date?”
He replied, “Not really. All my friends are coupled and don’t seem to notice that I’m perpetually single.”
“Why don’t you say something to them?” I wondered.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to rock the boat or feel embarrassed.”
He lives in a neighboring state, so our first two or three session were done over Skype. During the first session, I asked a lot of personal, probing questions. The following sessions, I went with a casual conversational approach, asking him all kinds of silly questions so we could get to know each other and to put him at ease. He admitted to having anxiety issues. I asked him to make a mental note of what he thought our encounter would be like, so he could compare it to what it was like in reality.
Finally, it was time to meet for a hands-on session. He drove hours, checked into his hotel, then headed towards me.
Knock, knock, virgin calling!
I answered the door, and was mildly surprised to find myself face-to-face with a handsome, calm man.
Taking his hand, I commented on how relaxed he seemed.
He said with a smile, “You know how someone can get shot, and not realize they’ve been shot until they look down and see the hole and blood? I guess that’s how I feel right now.”
He was stunned! It was very surreal for him, but not for me. Sex is my natural gift.
If you’re wondering what it was like for him, then read on. He gave me permission to share his thoughts.
When we talked on Skype, you suggested that I should write down what my expectations were. While I didn’t put anything down on paper, I did visualize some different scenarios and possibilities. But I eventually came to this conclusion: “I’m 32 years old and was beginning to think this would never happen, so whatever occurs (good, bad or ugly) is an excellent first step.” Maybe that lack of expectations accounts for some of my calm while standing on the edge of the cliff?
From the beginning, just the feeling of your skin on mine was amazing. In fact, just touching felt so good that when you had me turn around and rubbed your hands along my back and shoulders and up onto the back of my neck I could already feel my dick pushing forcefully against my jeans, I remember thinking, “This ain’t gonna last long”. Then we started holding each other and you were breathing in my ear (which was an amazing feeling). I began hoping to at least make it to the bed.
Once we got into kissing and exploring each other, I kind of felt like I was in a dream and just went with it and stayed “in the moment”. When I slid that first finger inside you, I was amazed at how soft and warm you were. And I think the most thrilling part of the evening for me was when you came while I fingered you; I loved the way it felt as your pussy contracted around my fingers. That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy the sex, but watching you get off was a HUGE turn on.
Once we got to the actual sex, I was SO ready. I was really digging having you on top to set the pace and keep us going, plus I really enjoyed the feeling of your weight coming down against me. Once we switched to doggie I loved the power shift and felt like now I was in control. Grabbing a handful of your hips and thrusting at my pace was an amazingly powerful moment for me, and you reaching back to rub my balls was icing on the cake!
My second favorite part of the night was the post-sex cuddling. Lying there stroking your bare skin, I had such a great sense of well-being, I felt like I could just stay there forever. And that euphoric feeling stayed with me to the hotel and through the night. I walked through the front doors and had such a “shit eating grin” on my face, the woman out the front desk gave me a crazy, half suspicious look.
All in all, it was an amazing experience and well worth the trip. THANK YOU. I really feel like I’ve turn a page in my life and now consider myself a full-fledged adult male. Hopefully some of the encouragement you’ve given me will come through and increase my confidence and “sexiness”, if even just a little bit.
So thanks to me, there’s one less virgin in the world! I have to say, he was quite talented and adept; he even kissed well. I teased him, “Are you SURE you lack experience?” He assured me he was as pure as the driven snow… well, not anymore!
I had someone ask me, “Just curious….do you think being a virgin is a bad thing?”
To which I replied, “If the person wants to be a virgin and is happy – NO! but if the person wishes to experience a change, I am glad to help!”