I love this list.
Most of my favorite experiences were with girls who got very wet.
A story about an experience with a non-pro that came (pardon the pun) to mind when I read about the water works girls.
Back when I was in nearly top form as a runner I was up at Olympic Village near Tahoe with some other runners for a week with a coach who trained distance runners for the olympics.
There was a hot brunette who was training for her first ultra and was about my age that would hang out with me sometimes. When she wasn’t running she was one of the few female execs at a well known corporation. The older women runners (some people came just because they had money and they thought it sounded cool to hang out with runners training for the Olympics) kept sort of pushing us together. Anyway, she had offered to give me a ride back to our dorms one evening after a late seminar.
As we were sitting in the car reviewing stuff we'd learned and swapping running stories I said something to her that I do not remember. But, a few seconds later I smelled that unmistakable, musky woman scent. This woman's panties had just gotten very wet.
By the smile on my face she could tell I knew.
She blushed beautifully and said, "stop breathing".
That woman had the tightest, smallest kitty, I've ever experienced. It turned out to be very helpful that she got so wet with me. Fortunately, one of the things about runners is they tend to have highly developed sex drives. She was determined to not let our size difference stand between her and a few orgasms. It didn't.
Still, whenever a woman gets really wet with me I think for just a moment about that girl telling me to stop breathing.
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Since this is the kgirl forum here’s a story about a Bay Area legend named Phoebe.
I had seen her pics (gorgeously slim body though not the prettiest face) and read her reviews and decided to see her.
When she got my pants off she said “honey, can I just give you a blowjob today? I’m a little sensitive because of my cycle and I just can’t handle your size today. I’ll give you half your money back. I promise I’ll make it up to you in a couple of weeks.”
She was true to her word. She gave me a sweet BBBJ, half my money back and promised again that I could trust her to make it up to me. Then she gave me instructions on how to tell the booker that it was me when I scheduled again.
I walked out of there rather perplexed. But a couple of weeks later I figured I’d give it a try and called Phoebe’s PO. After I identified myself I was set up as Phoebe’s first (turned out to be only) appointment for that day.
When I got there she was very sweet and said she had made sure she was ready for me (I would have loved to have watched that). And she had.
I was dying to be inside her beautifully slim body after weeks of thinking about it. But I had to make sure she was ready. So I went down on her first. That turned out to be way more fun than I thought. She came very quickly and gushed quite a bit. But she was so quiet about it I said “did you just come?”. She replied, “Don’t stop and I do it again.” And she did. Quite a few times.
A couple of hours of non-stop sex later I helped her change the sheets. And she said “Do you have to go? I cleared the day and I’m all yours.”
That, my friends, was one really great day. Phoebe had truly kept her word to me.
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