u/Away-Bid-1280

I was never really into the idea of creampies before, but I feel like my brain got rewired from this. So I had a friend over for a school thing, and he decided he wanted to hit. I didn't need too much convincing. We're just good friends by the way, I don't wanna hear it. I was laying on my stomach looking at my phone, and my sweatpants were already pulled halfway down from the "convincing" he had to do, so prone bone it was.

It was my first time doing it like that and I was genuinely shocked by how fucking deep I felt him go when he slipped in. I was gonna just watch reels on my phone or something but that made me drop it and just lay there to take it. He took the time to make me cum, cause he's a gentleman. Then he got going and started sinking in deeper and faster until I genuinely couldn't form a thought. That's usually when he'd pull out and cum on me, but he just kept going. Then I felt one last deep fucking push before he stopped moving and I genuinely felt him throb inside me for probably 10 seconds straight. I swear I think I felt 10 seconds' worth of cum getting pumped into me, it was a genuinely fucking crazy feeling.

He got out and started apologising nonstop but I was too focused on the feeling of it oozing out of me to really listen. I think I should've been mad but I was still too euphoric to care. I just laid there and giggled like an idiot. When I managed to pull myself together and get up, there was a big stain on my sheets, and I made even more of a mess on the floor trying to get to the bathroom. I still can't believe how fucking much there was. I'm on the pill, it was fine and I'm still unable to be mad at him, but I did have him clean up the floor. That's *his* mess he made inside me.

Genuinely this was the hottest thing I've ever felt by a longshot but I feel like I'm cursed now. I don't know how the fuck I'm gonna have sex without it.

I was in high school and, like a lot of 18-year-olds, I wanted to experience sex. During prom, I ended up flirting with an older guy and dropping some pretty obvious hints that I was interested. He was cautious at first, but after I explained that I was curious and wanted to know what it was like to be with a man, he said he could help. It was my first time giving a blowjob, but I was way more confident than I should've been thanks to all the practice I'd done beforehand to the point that I recorded it, not realizing that decision would come back to bite me in the ass about three years later.

Fast forward a few years and I meet this guy on Tinder. We hit it off pretty quick and started going on dates left and right. Eventually, things got serious and we talked getting married. At one point, I mentioned that I still had a few old sex tapes dating all the way back to 18. He told me it didn't bother him and asked to see some of them, so I pulled one up and the second he saw the guy in the video, he looked at me like I'd grown a second head and said, "You hooked up with my dad?"

I explained that we never actually had sex and that it stopped at the blowjob because prom was ending and people were starting to wander the halls. After a couple of hour the initial shock wore off and he basically shrugged and said it didn't really matter anymore. I asked what he meant.
That's when he told me his dad had passed away from prostate cancer about a year earlier.
The relationship didn't end, but things were definitely awkward for a month or so. Eventually, though things went back to normal and we joke around that my head killed him 😂