I get a lot of comments from men who self-identify as ‘shy guys’, and I’m a sucker for a shy guy myself. I love being privileged enough to see the vulnerable side of someone who is usually nervous to let that part of themselves show. This week’s guest blogger – a self-confessed ‘shy guy’ – wanted to write about a time when he managed to open up, let go, and show his lover a phenomenally good time without nerves getting in the way. Take it away MM…
Shyness has an off switch!
I grew up pretty shy and I still am. I’ve got this whole universe of things I would like to do running constantly in my head but also a strong fear of anyone learning about it because a lot of it feels like it’s not acceptable. That’s why moments when someone really sees me and I can open up with them feel magical.
I met this girl from an app. We stumbled awkwardly through first few dates and eventually things got physical. We started to get to know each other better and she really enjoyed teasing me because she noticed how red in the face I get talking about sex, but I wasn’t shy while having it. I guess I need a lot of reassurance that I am wanted and if she is naked in front of me, telling me what she wants me to do to her, the signals are finally clear enough for me to relax and start enjoying the moment. I think it’s hard for people who didn’t have a similar experience to understand how isolating and frustrating it is to always dream and hope for sex and how insecure it makes you feel when you had to wait till 29 to finally get your dick touched.
This time I was returning home after the Christmas holidays with my family and I was driving for thirteen hours. Her place happened to be on the way so I couldn’t believe my luck to be able to shorten the long journey by two hours and also spend the night. From the moment I arrived I felt taken care of. She gave me a big kiss in the doorway and the smells of cooking invited me in. I was very tired from driving the whole day so she made me just sit down and relax while finishing diner. We had typical post-holiday conversations while eating, the whole time exchanging glances and smiley eyes. It was so obvious that we couldn’t wait for what might happen next.
I wanted to take a shower and she insisted on joining me. I was at her place for the first time and I could feel how comfortable she was. We started kissing under the hot water and I was already hard! Smearing soap and touching every part of each other felt so hot. We could have just started fucking there, but we eventually dried ourselves off and moved to the bedroom.
She leads me there and doesn’t ask for anything, just drops to her knees and starts blowing me. Uugggghhhh that feels amazing! Starting to work the tip with her lips and tongue before she takes me all in, grabbing my butt and pushing me all the way into her mouth.
She looks up at me after a long moment, as if to see how I’m enjoying this. She is met with the widest grin and reassurance. I can see her face relax, she closes her eyes and starts moving her head the full length of the shaft, making me squirm. In that moment I get an idea: I am going to take over and make her come hard! I cup the back of her head, push myself all the way in and let out a long happy sigh. Time has stopped, nothing else exists, only this moment and pleasure!
I pull out my cock and ask her to lie on the bed while I’m putting on a condom. I want nothing to get in the way for what I have in mind later. I get on top of her and give her a long kiss. I start moving lower with my mouth caressing, kissing and sucking every last bit of her. She has amazing tits and I can’t stop myself from giving her a little bite on the nipple until I hear the sharp inhale of air, then suck the pain away.
I snake myself back across her and start focusing on what I really want to do, get my mouth fused to her pussy and make her squirm instead. But not yet! I want it to be agonizingly slow. I want her frustrated and begging for it before she gets it!
I start by massaging her body, her legs, and get increasingly close to her center without actually touching. I can see how wet she is already, it gives me a jolt of lust and pride! I move both my hands towards it, but at the last second I sink my fingers deep into her inner thighs and pull back along the whole length of them. She lets out a short sigh of slight pain and frustration. This eggs me on even more. She decides she’s had enough of waiting and moves her fingers onto her clit to start rubbing, but I grab her hand immediately and throw it away as if it was merely a glove. I won’t let her spoil this, she will come when I make her!
I start kissing her legs from the ankle and move up, and pay special attention to the inner thighs I just scratched. I then stop with my face millimeters away from her pussy and just take a big breath.
I’m getting intoxicated by the power and the control I have over her! I know that she is ready, but not yet. I let her feel my breath before I move again to her other thigh. She gets frustrated again and tries to help herself but I grab and throw her hand away – even more urgently this time. I want to give her pleasure, but I want her to be aching for it! When I finally touch her clit with my tongue, I want it to feel electric! I give her a long cheeky look to let her know that she is in my control. I move my head between her legs again and gently bite her inner thigh for ‘punishment’. I am not in a hurry as I move across again while making sure she feels my breath and my presence so close to her. I bite her other thigh. She understands now that I require her submission tonight.
I start massaging her with my fingers just on the outsides of her labia, getting closer but still not touching. I am admiring and taking deep breaths of her soaking wet pussy. I move the tip of my tongue very slowly towards her exposed clit, and touch it so gently it can barely be felt. I almost have to stop myself from letting out an evil laugh as I hear a sigh of frustration. Another pause before pressing on it hard from the bottom with my tongue and letting it flick down when the pressure overcomes friction. I hear a louder sigh and the tension is palpable! I can’t make myself wait any longer, as I lose myself and any control I had left and start to suck, lick, caress and melt into her cunt.
I LOVE how she tastes! The only thoughts left in my head are to start with slow movements and increase tempo and intensity over time. I don’t care about anything else. My hands are now wrapped around her legs and squeezing her boobs, my mouth is fully attached to her. I sometimes still turn my head and gently bite her inner thigh, just to keep her on her toes, but I go back immediately and keep increasing the tempo. She is breathing heavier and heavier while I am just loving the moment, my heart is racing from excitement.
“Wait, I’m going to come!” she tells me, panting. I know from our previous encounters it’s because she is worried she will squirt into my mouth. I don’t care, I love that I can make her squirt sometimes! I just moan an “mmmmhhhmmm” and keep going relentlessly. It becomes too much for her and she finally lets go as my tongue pushes her over the edge. That’s the moment I was working towards! I jump into position and start fucking her hard! I wanted this from the start and it is why I didn’t stuff her with my fingers before. I wanted the feeling of her cunt being filled up to be sudden and unyielding as she is spasming on my cock. All the buildup led to this, I am not holding back any more! I am fucking her as fast, as deep and with as much force I can muster.
It doesn’t take me long. She is making all the right noises and her ample tits are hitting her in the chin with every stroke, my brain is now truly disconnected and I am just racing to the finish. With deep growls I slow down and pump out the spunk, smashing myself against her with force that makes our bodies ripple until there is silence…
It takes a moment for me to come back to reality and notice my heavy breathing. She is looking at me smiling as we spend a moment in the afterglow, still connected. Eventually I lie beside her and we start to cuddle. We both feel that today was not something ordinary, it was amazing!
“Where did this come from?” she asks.
“No idea,” I tell her, “just something I wanted to do in the moment.”
Now this would be a good place to end, but I received another unexpected gift the next day that is now imprinted in my mind forever.
Out and about, taking a stroll through the city on a sunny day she goes: “I don’t understand why you don’t like dancing. Because you are so good at fucking, I think you’d be good at that too!”