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For as long as I could remember, there was always a type of girl that attracted me to a ridiculous degree. Most people who've come into my life notice I have a thing for more alternative girls pretty quick (you know the kind you find at hot topic). Funny thing is I've never actually been with that kind of girl, but rather most other types. Now here am writing this, having had a girl like that and figuring more stuff out about how things work best with me and what I really want.
It started the usual way for me. I met her online, on the very same app I met my ex on (bumble). We started talking a bit and clicked really easily right away. We both like the same music so she talked about that and I kept it brief.
Then I text her an ice breaker a bit after and wait til the holidays pass. Afterward, I get back in touch and we set it up. I check to make sure we're still on the night before and she gets back to me saying we're still on and she comes over the next day. She gets here a few minutes early and I'm only just ready. She comes in with her bass and meets my pets (they get along great) and I lead her up to my room where all my guitar stuff is and she sets up. I sit on the bed and she sits at my desk just next to the bed. I set up my stuff and we're talking but she's doing most of the talking. She was going a mile a minute just talking more and more. It was really interesting what she was saying. I was listening and we went back and forth a bit.
Anyway, I set up my stuff and sit back on the bed. We both need to tune and we're still talking. It's going on to the point where we aren't able to quiet down enough to tune our guitars, so I say "I know we're here to jam out and stuff but this is really interesting. If you just wanna hang out and talk for a bit, that'd be cool too." She said that she'd be okay with that. So I turn off my amp and put the guitar down, sit down on the bed again, scoot over, and signal her to join me. She sits on the bed with me and while we're talking, I point out that she can take her shoes off if she wants. She does and we start talking. It gets to the point that we're both comfortable being very open with each other and start sharing playlists. This puts me unintentionally close to her, looking at her phone as she goes through her playlists. I take the opportunity to make eye contact in a way that said I was ready to go for the kiss. She starts talking faster, I can tell she's a bit nervous but her eyes were dilated (so I was fairly certain she was interested in that way and ready enough). I put my finger up to her lips and respond to what she's saying tenderly then go for the kiss. It happens and she lays back, pulling me with her and into the kiss more before pushing me back.
She says she doesn't usually kiss on the first date and that she wanted to take things slow. I said that's okay, we'll go at whatever pace she's comfortable with and go back to making out. She ends up on top of me and we end up getting undressed. From there, things happened organically. She did express some hesitancy to take her pants off because she had some cuts and stuff. I said that it's okay, I've been with people who've done that before and that I'd had mental health problems before too. That reassured her enough but then there was something about her equipment she was self-conscious of. I started wondering what she was talking about and it got a bit hard to keep the erection I had by that point as I started to get a bit worried but I reassured her and kept an open mind.
I had an internal breath of relief when I did not see a penis. Feels a bit too uncomfortable to go into too much detail. I do want to give some privacy, I know it's the internet but still. Just feels scummy giving so much detail. All you really need to know is that what she had going on is that something was much more oversized than I was used to and struggled to find the door (if you know what I mean).
This became a reoccurring problem as we went on but we did a lot nonetheless. She was really sweet and understanding about it and there were a few pleasant surprises from her playlist she had playing that sparked some excitement between both of us. Overall, by the end I had managed to get the tip in a few times but she was also very tight. Not like in the sense that there wasn't any lubrication or anything, there was plenty but when I used both fingers during part of the sex, it was a very tight fit and she had expressed some pain when it came to using my dick (and not my fingers) and said to go slow and be careful. Yeah it was hard to get very far without the pain and she had me move a bit to try and help but I fell out along the way. Never made it back in. We went back to what we had been doing up until then and eventually got tired then took a break. She had expressed she really wanted to get it in there (the feeling was mutual) but we were both just so tired by this point. We went for over an hour. I asked if she had to leave by any point in time because I have been known to go for a very long time (it's been a problem actually, sometimes my ex and I never had time for an actual date or to just hang out because I would go for too long).
She said she had to go in about an hour and that she and her ex had the opposite problem so that was a new thing for her but my stamina was impressive (though also, also really exhausting for me... I'm not the athletic type. I'm a very skinny stoner guy, and around 120Ibs as a 5' 9 man. Fucking a couple miles is not what I was built for but I can do it). We laid there and just hung out a bit then tried again for a few seconds then decided as much as we wanted to, we were just too tired. It was also about time to go. I had heard her stomach grumbling throughout though and I had only had a few bites of cereal before she got to my place so I asked if she wanted to go for a bite afterward. She said yes, thus I took her out for pizza and it was just like the beginning again. We had to walk through the cold and she forgot to bring a jacket. I was wearing a sweater with a t shirt underneath, so there wasn't anything I had to offer other than some body heat. So I held her close while we walked. When we came back it had been two hours past the time she was supposed to leave. She got her stuff and said her goodbyes (she had met my mom on the way out for food, got along great. and yeah, I'm currently housed with my folks. I'm a 22 year old living in a dorm part of the year).
I came back, waited a few hours then texted her that I had a great time and that I hope she wasn't too tired
heard nothing back yet. I was tired as it was and she had an hour drive afterward and her own folks to explain shit to so I guess we'll see what happens.
My takeaway from this is just that being with my type is something that is possibly one of the smoothest relationships I could choose. I personally am not someone who prefers to jump from bed to bed with different people. While I do enjoy that when I can, I definitely have a preference for a connection that comes with a relationship. It's easier for me to just have a reoccurring person in my corner rather than having to go and figure out where to meet girls (especially because I do get sick most times I go out to a crowded bar). So that's what I'm aiming for at this point. I don't have any problems with a single life but it's lost it's charm to me for now, and now that I'm in college I want to start getting all the pieces together for the life I want after college (I'm already halfway through).
I'm not sure if this will really go anywhere simply because I know the importance of intimacy (as in, dick in pussy) for the continuation any relation of any kind with a woman outside of friendship and it was just the tip for a bit. Not quite sure if that'd do the trick. I mean, considering the circumstances I completely get that getting in with this one might take some practice but I've just had this feeling that it wasn't enough all night (getting all them old war movie flashbacks to previous similar experiences... haha). I just put it out of my mind for the duration of the date as much as possible and just had a good time. I kept thinking it was a weird feeling to feel like and act like I was in a relationship with someone I had literally just met in person for the first time that day, not that it was bad. But it was interesting and I thought it was a bit odd. But honestly if all I have to complain about is just trying to get myself to accept that a good thing can happen to me and that I had a bad performance due to circumstance, then I think we did a pretty a good job at just having a nice time. Plus I learned a bit about myself along the way, so I guess whether if things go forward or die before takeoff, a good thing still happened here. At the moment, I'm just reminding myself to go about life as normal. Nothing's changed and shit still needs to get done and even if something's changed, it's not the equivalent of living on another planet. I've been around the block and I know how to handle things.
It started the usual way for me. I met her online, on the very same app I met my ex on (bumble). We started talking a bit and clicked really easily right away. We both like the same music so she talked about that and I kept it brief.
Her: Your music taste is peak
Also is the dog yours bc i have to know it's so cute
Me: thanks
and his name's winslow, what about yours?
Her: Thank you loll
Winslow's adorable
My dog's name is dixie
She's adorable too, though I might be biased
Me: dixie's a cute name
and i think we might both be bias lol
anyway, you play bass?
Her: Loll probably
And yup I do
Pretty new to it though, so I'm certainly not great haha
Me: well that makes two of us haha i'm still pretty new to my guitar
but i'm sure we could still play a nice pseudo concert of our own if you're down
Her: That'd be fun loll, our mad skill's make the best pseudo concert ever for sure lmao
Me: so true lmao let's do it, when works best for you?
Her: Loll I'm free most days after the holidays
Save for friday-sunday
I work like all day those days lol
Me: i work weeknights after 6pm lol i do swap shifts with weekend workers a lot tho
we can figure out a time after the holidays
you have a number or something we could keep in touch better with?
Her: Sure, would you prefer just my number or is there some social media you use more haha
Me: just your number would be good haha
Her: (gives number)
Then I text her an ice breaker a bit after and wait til the holidays pass. Afterward, I get back in touch and we set it up. I check to make sure we're still on the night before and she gets back to me saying we're still on and she comes over the next day. She gets here a few minutes early and I'm only just ready. She comes in with her bass and meets my pets (they get along great) and I lead her up to my room where all my guitar stuff is and she sets up. I sit on the bed and she sits at my desk just next to the bed. I set up my stuff and we're talking but she's doing most of the talking. She was going a mile a minute just talking more and more. It was really interesting what she was saying. I was listening and we went back and forth a bit.
Anyway, I set up my stuff and sit back on the bed. We both need to tune and we're still talking. It's going on to the point where we aren't able to quiet down enough to tune our guitars, so I say "I know we're here to jam out and stuff but this is really interesting. If you just wanna hang out and talk for a bit, that'd be cool too." She said that she'd be okay with that. So I turn off my amp and put the guitar down, sit down on the bed again, scoot over, and signal her to join me. She sits on the bed with me and while we're talking, I point out that she can take her shoes off if she wants. She does and we start talking. It gets to the point that we're both comfortable being very open with each other and start sharing playlists. This puts me unintentionally close to her, looking at her phone as she goes through her playlists. I take the opportunity to make eye contact in a way that said I was ready to go for the kiss. She starts talking faster, I can tell she's a bit nervous but her eyes were dilated (so I was fairly certain she was interested in that way and ready enough). I put my finger up to her lips and respond to what she's saying tenderly then go for the kiss. It happens and she lays back, pulling me with her and into the kiss more before pushing me back.
She says she doesn't usually kiss on the first date and that she wanted to take things slow. I said that's okay, we'll go at whatever pace she's comfortable with and go back to making out. She ends up on top of me and we end up getting undressed. From there, things happened organically. She did express some hesitancy to take her pants off because she had some cuts and stuff. I said that it's okay, I've been with people who've done that before and that I'd had mental health problems before too. That reassured her enough but then there was something about her equipment she was self-conscious of. I started wondering what she was talking about and it got a bit hard to keep the erection I had by that point as I started to get a bit worried but I reassured her and kept an open mind.
I had an internal breath of relief when I did not see a penis. Feels a bit too uncomfortable to go into too much detail. I do want to give some privacy, I know it's the internet but still. Just feels scummy giving so much detail. All you really need to know is that what she had going on is that something was much more oversized than I was used to and struggled to find the door (if you know what I mean).
This became a reoccurring problem as we went on but we did a lot nonetheless. She was really sweet and understanding about it and there were a few pleasant surprises from her playlist she had playing that sparked some excitement between both of us. Overall, by the end I had managed to get the tip in a few times but she was also very tight. Not like in the sense that there wasn't any lubrication or anything, there was plenty but when I used both fingers during part of the sex, it was a very tight fit and she had expressed some pain when it came to using my dick (and not my fingers) and said to go slow and be careful. Yeah it was hard to get very far without the pain and she had me move a bit to try and help but I fell out along the way. Never made it back in. We went back to what we had been doing up until then and eventually got tired then took a break. She had expressed she really wanted to get it in there (the feeling was mutual) but we were both just so tired by this point. We went for over an hour. I asked if she had to leave by any point in time because I have been known to go for a very long time (it's been a problem actually, sometimes my ex and I never had time for an actual date or to just hang out because I would go for too long).
She said she had to go in about an hour and that she and her ex had the opposite problem so that was a new thing for her but my stamina was impressive (though also, also really exhausting for me... I'm not the athletic type. I'm a very skinny stoner guy, and around 120Ibs as a 5' 9 man. Fucking a couple miles is not what I was built for but I can do it). We laid there and just hung out a bit then tried again for a few seconds then decided as much as we wanted to, we were just too tired. It was also about time to go. I had heard her stomach grumbling throughout though and I had only had a few bites of cereal before she got to my place so I asked if she wanted to go for a bite afterward. She said yes, thus I took her out for pizza and it was just like the beginning again. We had to walk through the cold and she forgot to bring a jacket. I was wearing a sweater with a t shirt underneath, so there wasn't anything I had to offer other than some body heat. So I held her close while we walked. When we came back it had been two hours past the time she was supposed to leave. She got her stuff and said her goodbyes (she had met my mom on the way out for food, got along great. and yeah, I'm currently housed with my folks. I'm a 22 year old living in a dorm part of the year).
I came back, waited a few hours then texted her that I had a great time and that I hope she wasn't too tired
heard nothing back yet. I was tired as it was and she had an hour drive afterward and her own folks to explain shit to so I guess we'll see what happens.My takeaway from this is just that being with my type is something that is possibly one of the smoothest relationships I could choose. I personally am not someone who prefers to jump from bed to bed with different people. While I do enjoy that when I can, I definitely have a preference for a connection that comes with a relationship. It's easier for me to just have a reoccurring person in my corner rather than having to go and figure out where to meet girls (especially because I do get sick most times I go out to a crowded bar). So that's what I'm aiming for at this point. I don't have any problems with a single life but it's lost it's charm to me for now, and now that I'm in college I want to start getting all the pieces together for the life I want after college (I'm already halfway through).
I'm not sure if this will really go anywhere simply because I know the importance of intimacy (as in, dick in pussy) for the continuation any relation of any kind with a woman outside of friendship and it was just the tip for a bit. Not quite sure if that'd do the trick. I mean, considering the circumstances I completely get that getting in with this one might take some practice but I've just had this feeling that it wasn't enough all night (getting all them old war movie flashbacks to previous similar experiences... haha). I just put it out of my mind for the duration of the date as much as possible and just had a good time. I kept thinking it was a weird feeling to feel like and act like I was in a relationship with someone I had literally just met in person for the first time that day, not that it was bad. But it was interesting and I thought it was a bit odd. But honestly if all I have to complain about is just trying to get myself to accept that a good thing can happen to me and that I had a bad performance due to circumstance, then I think we did a pretty a good job at just having a nice time. Plus I learned a bit about myself along the way, so I guess whether if things go forward or die before takeoff, a good thing still happened here. At the moment, I'm just reminding myself to go about life as normal. Nothing's changed and shit still needs to get done and even if something's changed, it's not the equivalent of living on another planet. I've been around the block and I know how to handle things.
