How I Had My First Orgasm with a Man – A Real Experience

One night, after having a few drinks, my husband asked me about the first time I had an orgasm during sex.

Since it actually happened during a one-night stand, I felt a bit awkward sharing all the details, so I just gave him a quick version. The next day, he said it really turned him on and asked me to write out the whole story of what happened that night.

It was the summer after my sophomore year at Virginia Tech. I was visiting my college roommate Jade at her mom’s place in Falls Church, Virginia.

The only difference this time was that Jade’s mom was out of town, so we had the house to ourselves. Like usual, we decided to go dancing in Georgetown.

We hit one of our favorite bars first, but it was packed and full of Marines who’d clearly been drinking too much. So we moved across the street to a spot with a more chill, yuppie kind of vibe.

After we got our second drink, two really cute guys came over to talk to us

Their names were Mike and Mark. They’d been friends since college and had just graduated the year before. Jade and I slipped into our usual act–pretending to be a little older and more put together than we actually were.

We told them we were lawyers working downtown and living together in Falls Church. We flirted, told a few small lies, and just enjoyed the fun vibe with Mike and Mark.

They bought us a couple more drinks, and we ended up talking and dancing. I was really into Mike. It felt like we’d known each other forever.

When he held me close while we danced, my heart started racing. And when he kissed me, I just wanted to be all in with him. I couldn’t get close enough.

After a couple of hours, the dance floor was getting more crowded and we’d long since lost our seats at the bar. We decided to go outside for some fresh air. It was still early enough that the liquor store at the end of the block was open.

Mark suggested we go in and grab some wine coolers to drink by the water

Jade and I followed them in our car to a spot on the Potomac I had never even heard of before. We got out and watched planes coming in to land at Reagan National Airport while we drank some more.

It was dark outside, and even though Mike and I weren’t far from Mark and Jade, it felt like we were in our own little world. Lying in the grass with Mike close to me made me feel so hot.

His hands explored me hungrily, and his kisses made me feel like I might explode. When his tongue wasn’t on mine, we were talking and joking around. I admitted that I wasn’t even 20 yet and definitely not a lawyer. He wasn’t surprised. { My First Orgasm }

Once we got on the subject of my real age and inexperience, I mentioned that I wasn’t a virgin but had never had an orgasm during sex. Being a confident, cocky kind of guy, he saw it as a challenge and said he could change that.

Though I didn’t plan on letting things go that far, I found myself losing control and enjoying every minute with him. So when Jade suggested we all head back to her house, I agreed.

Again, Jade and I got in one car and the guys in the other, but this time they followed us. We crossed the bridge out of Georgetown and took I66 toward Falls Church.

The drive didn’t take long, but I started to get nervous, knowing what was about to happen once we got to Jade’s mom’s house.

When we arrived, we sat in the kitchen eating leftover macaroni and cheese and cookies. We were starving after all the dancing and kissing!

Sitting in the bright kitchen light felt awkward after spending most of the night in dark bars and under the stars.

My shyness faded once Mike started kissing my neck and whispering that he could help me with my “little problem.” He said he knew exactly where and how to touch me to guarantee an orgasm.

I giggled and couldn’t deny the chills I felt as his kisses traveled from behind my ear, down my neck, and over my shoulder. Jade and Mark were totally caught up with each other, and I don’t think they noticed when I grabbed Mike’s hand and led him upstairs.

What I probably needed was a cold shower, but instead, I led Mike into a hot, steamy one. I rubbed soap over his chest and slowly between his legs while he touched me back just as gently.

He washed my hair, and once we were both rinsed off and wrapped in towels, we barely made it back to the bedroom.

Mike sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me down onto his lap. He rubbed me between my legs while kissing my breasts until I was just as swollen and wet as I had been earlier.

In one quick move, he flipped me onto my back and pushed himself inside me.

As he moved in and out, his rhythm gradually picked up–deeper, faster. I could feel the pressure building inside me, and just when it felt like too much, he reached down and started touching me again. That’s when it happened, I exploded.

It was quick, but intense, something I had felt starting before but had never fully reached. As I started to come down from it, I felt him pulsing inside me. He’d kept his word, and he knew it.

Mike stepped out for a moment and came back with a glass of water. We shared it, and once that bit of thirst was out of the way, we started kissing again. This time, he pulled me on top of him.

He guided himself to my opening and I lowered onto him slowly.

I thought I had the pace in my control until he suddenly raised his hips, pushing himself deep inside me.

He lowered again as I moved up, and we found a rhythm, up and down, slow but steady. After a few minutes, I started feeling that same pressure building again. Our breathing got heavier, I started moaning, and before long, we came together, quicker and more intense than before. I rolled off of him as he started to soften, and we both just lay there, worn out.

Right around sunrise, I woke up to him moving behind me. He slid into me gently while I lay on my side. This time, it was slow and easy, just enjoying the movement and how well we fit together.

There was no rush. When we finished, he held me close, and we both fell back asleep for a few more hours.

Later that morning, as Mike and Mark were getting ready to leave, I gave him my number. Jade and I went back to bed and slept a little more. I was totally spent and totally satisfied, drifting back to sleep with the whole night still playing in my mind.

I never heard from Mike again, but I thought about him more than once.