I would date 1 girl for a while to keep my cover but when I went out with Jim I was his total slut. He would pick me up for the weekend and I would be...wearing a tank top, cut off jeans and no underwear. Jim would tell me to get my shorts off and that I wouldn't need them all weekend. As we head out of town I slide over by him wearing only my top my cock is hard already. He smiles because he knows I want what he has between his legs. My cock is a nice 7" cut with large balls. Jim's is about 8". He paused for a minute and asked me how I was and all I could do was nod my head in approval. He started to pump into me and I was soon loving the sensation after a minute or so.He was starting to get heated and I could tell he wasn't going to last much longer, so I asked him where he was going to cum and he said, "I'm going to cum inside your tight pussy."it was then I confirmed in my head that he was fucking me bareback and this instantly made my cock rock hard. I heard him tell me he was. "Great," she said, "then it's settled." Should I take the catalogues back to the study?" I asked."No, sit beside us," Sarah said, "we've made tea, if you'd like some."Obediently, I settled back in my place, sipped tea and listened to theirconversation. At some point, Sarah asked me why I had preferred theother option and then, dismantled my argument point by point until I hadto concede that Emily's choice was the only sensible one."Thank you for being reasonable for the first time," Emily said,. He wanted me to stay, I wanted to scarper. I made some excuses about having to take medication and left. I didn't see him again.I think women go through many sexual experiences, making them more acceptable in our heads than the reality. There should be no such thing as non-descript, mediocre sex. Every single time there should be fireworks or at least a sparkler of passion. In all honesty, this revelation came a couple of years ago. I genuinely thought that "alright" sex was good enough. What I.