My Sober Sex Experience Was the First Time I had Sex With An Unknown

Dominic and I first met in elementary school. Throughout the years, as we socialised and exchanged friends, our conversations gradually became more flirty. My impressions of him based on our long-standing friendship had left me totally unprepared for what was to happen.

I was 21 at the time, which just added to the allure of a new love interest. After a night out, after weeks of texting and rising tension, I returned to his house. At that point, I had engaged in a good amount of casual sex, but it was always done after a few drinks, giving me a confidence and fearlessness that I lacked in my early twenties. This was different. He was someone I was friends with on a platonic level. We had never before engaged in sexual activity.

I drank that first night, but there was no sex. We had a typical conversation before dozing off on the couch. The following morning, he took my hand and led me upstairs without saying anything.

My mind was completely clear as I ascended the stairs in the early morning light. I was acutely aware of my surroundings. The thought of what was to come sparked a current in me.

The moment the bedroom door closed, he shoved me up against it and gave me a passionate kiss. There was tension in the air. Our hands were grasping at each other's bodies with hungry vigour. He was considerably taller than I was, and as he picked me up, I could feel the pulsing of his erection against my skin. My legs were around his waist as we made a gentle transition to the bed.

I needed him inside of me, but I wanted to take it slowly, to relish this new area. I stood over him, unzipping my dress and letting it fall to the floor, while he sat on the bed. He was completely enamoured with me.

The beat picked up as soon as my dress came off. He made a remark about how hot I was before grabbing me by the seam of my lace underwear. With his reputation as the "nice man" among our group of friends, I was prepared for him to be shy; instead, his strength astounded me and made me feel even more attracted to him. As it got too much for him to bear, he hurriedly scooped me up and threw me down into the bed.

I couldn't believe we hadn't done this sooner when I looked at him. But, I didn't have much time to think before he started tugging on me and took off my panties. After what felt like a few seconds of pleasure, he slipped himself inside of me, leaving me gasping for air.

As the early morning sun glistened through the window, I made my first entrance through penetration. It was a string of firsts for me, including having sober sex and having sex with a friend. I fully let go of my self-control because I was so enamored with want.

We continued to have sex, each time as passionate as the first. That experience taught me how mind-altering and wonderful sober sex can be. I feel so owning and enjoy been serve and been cherish a lot more than beforfe. Sober sex provided me with self-possession, as well as the clarity and power to express to him and be able to communicate my feelings for him in a clear and powerful manner. This time, I completely let go of my self-control because I was so drunk on want and the desire for more. I completely let go of my inhibitions, this time inebriated just on desire and ravenous for more.