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Sex diary of a man in love at the very start of a relationship

A week of first intimacy, when two people are only beginning to explore each other.

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Sex diary of a man in love at the very start of a relationship

#purpurdiary about the very beginning of intimacy, when you explore each other

Backstory

I met L. completely by chance. Romantic dating that would turn into something more wasn't even on my mind.

We had seen each other before, about 7 months earlier, at a sports event. Same crowd; she was chatting with one of my friends.

And then we happened to run into each other at a workout. I said hi and made a remark about her technique (I'm a real stickler), and she complimented my tattoo.

Some time later...

Monday (the first time)

We met at her place to "watch" a horror movie :)

We're lying there cuddling and stroking each other, kissing now and then. At some point a long kiss and our hands wandering over each other's bodies turn into something more arousing. She suggests taking a shower.

We kiss under the streams of water, hug, stroke each other, and I go down to pleasure her with my tongue. After a while she pushes me into the bathtub, gets down next to me and says: only I don't have any condoms. I say: I do.

She looks at me suspiciously, and I explain myself: I'm anxious and like to be prepared, I didn't bring them because I was planning to f*ck you. She interrupts: I was planning to f*ck you!

I answer: well, yes, that's it, I brought them in case you wanted to f*ck me :)

We move to the bed and take turns competing in oral sex skills, but penetration didn't work the first time: she hadn't been intimate with anyone for a long time, and it was painful. A bit later it worked with Purpur lube, but not for long; we didn't get carried away for a first time.

What an amazing match. I like all her movements and everything she does, and I try to be careful and attentive. No shyness or awkwardness, everything feels easy and natural somehow. We ask and explain how and what we like best.

We cuddle for a long time and lounge around in different positions, stroking and squeezing each other. I say: how great that we both turned out to be so touchy-feely.

She holds me very tight, her breathing is even, I can feel her heartbeat, my head is empty, it feels so good. I think for the first time in a long while I'm truly calm.

As if reading my mind, she says: it's so nice and calm with you.

She says: only I can't sleep cuddled up. I agree, it's not very comfortable, everything goes numb. We fall asleep cuddled up :)

Tuesday

She had to work, and I had my own things to do. I was about to leave, and we hugged for a long time, unable to let go of each other. We started kissing and touching each other, things heated up, and I said: right, enough of this crap, get undressed and into bed, quick. We had sex.

That same day she came up to me at a workout and said:

"You left, and now my apartment smells of sex. Live with that."

And she ran off. I'm cracking up :)

Thursday

I came over early in the morning to make her breakfast.

We stood hugging for a long time, whispering how much we'd missed each other, even though we'd only been apart for a couple of days.

We ate, showered and had sex. I suggest trying 69, a pause... She says she doesn't really like it, because it's hard to focus on yourself and your partner at the same time.

"OK, then sit on my face."

"Let's try."

After a long conversation with her vagina, L. says: well, now I want 69 :)

We lay and chatted for a long time

Saturday

At first we planned to go out somewhere and do something, but in the end we stayed home and spent the whole day completely relaxed, enjoying each other.

We decided to do some exercise, and at some point it turned into sexual cardio. We lie there lounging, I can't stop stroking the curves of her beautiful body, I try to be gentle and not scratch her with my rough, calloused hands. She keeps shivering and moaning softly, every move she makes turns me on like crazy. We masturbate each other, both pretty tired by now but unable to stop.

She gives me an amazing blowjob. Honestly, I wasn't ready for that level of pleasure. Breathing hard and moaning, I come, my head is spinning, my throat is dry, I'm speechless. L. says: I'm thrilled! :)

I ask: so how do you like it best?

"With fingers."

She lies back on top of me and pulls my hand between her legs: warm, soft, wet. Her body arches on top of me, I kiss her neck and caress her nipple with my other hand. Moans and ragged breaths.

I'm so into this girl.

Sometimes during the day I remember her scent, and it lifts my mood. Oh, the agony of waiting to see each other again.

Like in that meme: sex is great, of course, but have you ever tried...

being with someone and endlessly admiring their beauty, getting lost in the way their hands move or the turn of their head, and smiling like a fool when you catch her eye. Being here and now and enjoying every minute you spend together.

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