"I just had seeeex And it felt so goooood (felt so good)"

Behold ladies and gents, I have an announcement: I may have broken lockdown to maybe have a boy over to maybe have quite good sex. But the story doesn't end there, so keep reading...

(I've thought how I should label these boys at length, so no identifiable features and I didn't want to give them a number because that's objectifying, sooo unfortunately they shall all be referred to as 'he' and you'll just have to keep track somehow)

This was a boy who I met on a dating app, and arranged to meet up for an unfortunately short afternoon. He looked fairly different from his pictures; not bad different, just a different vibe about him. We chatted shit for a little bit, primarily him taking the piss out of my accent since we're from different places, which is always banter. I'd like to say we got on fairly well; not the fastest instant connection but I've been in a heck of a lot more awkward pre-shag talk.

First the kissing- my oh my what an excellent kisser. I'd describe it as the right amount of moist-ness and tongue-ness and the occasional lip bite. *clap* *clap* *clap*. The foreplay was lovely; I was first (yay), and quite a good technique. I think I've been fingered better in my time but the eating out was superb. Clit action tick, and he went DEEP and I could tell because when we kissed after, I tasted good ;) ;).

Then came p in v. Now as I'm sure many girls will attest to, sometimes penetration just doesn't do much for you. This doesn't mean it's bad; it's a good feeling but the sensations are lacking. I'd like to issue a thank you to this boy for having a firmly normal-sized penis #blessed. No pain, no awkwardness, just missionary thrusting. We quickly moved on to doggy because my spectacular arse always needs showing off and then he came...

I actually don't think he came too early, it'd had been a year for him and he gave great, enduring head and it was still a good few minutes. Then came the snuggle and chat bollocks, which for being a fairly trim guy he did well. After, I eventually wormed my way into giving my world-famous BJs, but he was all spent, so the pillow talk continued for a bit and then he left.

Honestly, this may not seem like a glowing report but for an easy-going hook up with some skin-on-skin, it was kind of perfect. We got on, had a blast, and went our seperate ways knowing that yeah we could do it again but if not, no biggie.

Now, here is the plot twist.

This boy was Friday... I wanted a longer experience so I messaged a Tinder guy I'd slept with last year... he came round on Sunday (different city btw! I had moved).

Last year, I remember he was keen in bed, quite a nice guy and all-round good egg. This year, he was still these things, but the vibe was really off. I genuinely had no clue what was going on in my head; I wanted him there but at the same time I felt so uneasy about it. Yet, we got down to it and excellent foreplay, what a diligent worker trying his very best. Fingers. mouth, fingers again AND clit action during missionary. The penetration happened and it just really wasn't working; we tried a few positions but I'm so bad on top and I honestly think that killed his boner. He blamed the too-tight condom for his monster dick (tbf it is fairly large) so tried a BJ and then back to missionary. He's a tall fella and looking into his eyes, I just couldn't handle it. I stopped it amid giggle fits and proceeded to give the best hand/blow job in my life, but the man was coming for nobody. These things happen so I wasn't too fussed.

We gave up and chatted for ages but without the cuddling which sucks but how do you go "excuse me sir pls spoon me". The conversation itself wasn't awkward but it was one of the weirdest nights of my life.

So, in one way I'm glad that the second session was a bit weird because it's kind of cooled me down a bit and stopped just thinking SEX SEX SEX. I'm in this city for quite a while now and I think I owe it to myself to stop treating guys like meat and actually present myself as someone datable and just see what happens, instead of the town bicycle. I'm currently generally talking to guys without an agenda and we'll see how it goes.

REMINDER= condoms were used each and every time; safe sex is sexy sex

In conclusion, I've had a philosophical reset and I'm not hard up.