My best sexual experience was the night I met an ex. Despite no longer being together she's probably still the love of my life, and we're still in touch I'm proud to say.
I'll apologise in advance that it may seem long winded but I'm recollecting a special night so I make no qualms about it I'm recalling the whole evening.
About a year or 2 after the millennium I happened to be staying in Donegal Town with work. A colleague was meeting up with a local girl he'd been in uni with, another colleague through work was also going and I went along to make up a foursome. As the night moved along as pleasant as the night had been id reached a point where by I fancied a few hours on my own some me time, so bid my good night.
Leaving the pub I made my way across the Diamond (nearly wrote square there) to the hotel which was the main hub of night entertainment in the town.
Blagging my way into the nightclub that was downstairs I got myself a pint and proceeded to have a wander around the club, but it was absolutely heaving and it wasn't much fun wondering round holding a pint of Guinness close to your chest it was that full.
Deciding bugger this for a bunch of soldiers I finished my pint and made my way upstairs to the hotel lounge that had a slightly more sedate form of entertainment for a slightly more mature crowd.
Having stopped off at the toilets in the lobby I entered the exceptionally large lounge and proceeded to make my way across to the bar at the far end.
As I did I clocked this slim blonde woman with a continuous smile walking from the bar in my direction obviously heading to the toilets..we both clocked each other and held each other's stare till the moment our paths would cross.
To be honest the normal shy reserved me would probably have muttered hi as we passed but as we passed I must of had a moment of divine intervention and inspiration...for as we passed each other square on between chairs and tables holding each other's eyes I just uttered "Where's your man ?" "Haven't got one" she replied "Where's your woman ?" "Don't have one, gather you're off to the toilets I'll wait for you"..
Turning round I proceeded to follow her back out to the lobby..obviously admiring her from the rear which she knew as I got the half glance and smile over her shoulder knowing I was checking her out, but not too distracted to order a pint from a lounge waiter I passed, she was offered a drink but said she had one.
My mind was racing ahead 10 to the dozen by the time we hit the lobby I wasn't just thinking about tonight I was already miles down the road in the future...funny how when you meet someone you just know.
I'd hit the jackpot..especially her being blonde..they'd always been my weakness..strange how small incidents growing up shape you your tastes.. My desire for blondes goes back to a film my old man took me to see as a small boy, for many mentioning Ursurla Andress and most will recall her iconic scene with Sean Connery in that James Bond film walking out of the surf in that white bikini..but for me it was a scene where she took a bath in a tin bath with bubbles as the love interest with George Peppard in the WW1 film about a German fighter pilot "The Blue Max'.
Probably first time growing up I became aware of sex. Slightly ironic most of that film had been shot in Ireland.
So waiting for her in the lobby I regret to say a slightly devious side of me raised its head as it does on vary rare occasions and always after a drink...As said my mind was already racing into the future..but I then did something deliberate to clock her response..which year's later she remembered but because it had no relevance or importance to me i totally forgot had done it, till well after we broke up when for some reason I recalled that night and remembered what I had done and thought you plonker.Whilst Waiting for her in the lobby there was a group of girls chatting, so I in my wisdom decided to wander over and chat to them just to clock what her reaction would be when she came out of the toilets, I didn't get a direct look but noted she noticed what id done.
So back into the lounge following her back to her seat, with the occasional glance and smile back over her shoulder knowing I was still following her, but im now also being followed by the lounge waiter with my Guinness on a tray, house rules were i could only have it when seated.
So eventually seated chat commences, transpires her and her mate had come away for the night from a major city in the north, with her mate quite well oiled by this time. As innocent as it sounds the reality was being divorced it was a night away on the pull.
So the night is drawing to a close and I offer to walk her back to her digs along with her slightly inebriated mate who did most of the talking..more or less sussing me out as to wether I was good enough for her mate and be warned they had connections (which they did).
So back to their digs in a hollow just off the Diamond below the castle overlooking a bridge.
Asking me to give her 10 mins to get her friend in and sorted. I'll be honest here hand on heart my mind had been racing..I knew I wanted to see her again I also had put my blinkers on in that I had to be up early for work. I was also aware id had a few pints so aware may effect my performance i was more than happy to wait till a better time arose.
All I was hoping for was a goodnight kiss, exchange numbers and arrange to meet again in the future as my work in Ireland made it doable.
So when she and her mate entered the digs I clocked which room they were in, I lit a smoke sat on the bridge and waited for her to come out, well 10 mins became 20..20 became nearly 30. I could make out movement in their bedroom window im thinking what the hell was going on...Unbeknown to me her mate on entering the room had collapsed on the double bed, the normal bed format in an Irish guest house for a 2 bedded room was 1 double 1 single, her mate collapsing on the double, the delay being her trying get her mate up and onto the single bed. So deciding enough was enough I entered the guest house (remembering all I wanted was a goodnight kiss exchange numbers and plan a future date)..up the stairs to their room at the front...Just as I was about to knock the door she opened it having finally got her mate onto the single bed..
Stood in the doorway we just looked at each other and kissed..
It's said in the film 'The Princess Bride' that, that kiss was kiss of all kisses..this kiss was up there with it..a kiss you knew deep down was the first of many..
Then she broke the kiss took a step back and turned round with her back to me turning her head to her right she shimmied her shoulder so the thin straps of the summer dress dropped off her shoulder turning to her left she did the same with her left shoulder turning back to face me her dress just dropped to the floor now naked before me she a body and figure to die for totally naked apart from a very slinky white thong...Looking directly at me she dropped to her knees started to unbuckle my belt and zip to take me in her mouth..
Holy mackerel this was a scene you only read about in porn stories or saw in a porn video..
Needless to say my previous intentions just flew out of the window..as I stripped off and we fell onto the bed for a night of pure lust and love making even my fears of the pints of Guinness id had evaporated the iron in it certainly proving to be beneficial..
It was just pure ecstasy..
Even at one point when her mate rose I was thinking "surely, surely not..she's not joining in is she.?"
Don't worry I wasn't that lucky, she just made her way around the bed on route to the toilets in the hall. We didn't even realise she didn't return she'd spotted a an empty room and crashed there. I even was becoming indoctrined into her way of speak and lingo by using the word 'surely' especially in her accent.
So there we are..my best ever sexual experience..May not have gone into as much sexual detail as some may have wanted..but that moment when she shimmied her shoulders with her back to me will live with me forever..
Went on to have a great 10 years with her enjoying some great sex..in many ways often wondered if she'd embraced the fab lifestyle if it was breached..
The oddity was she was quite adventurous with sex. But didn't want to know if if things tried to be discussed..ive always enjoyed being vocal in the bedroom when the moment arises but more often than not id get a finger to the lips as if to say ssshhh..no need to say anything..
Yet she had a knack of acting out of character on the odd occasion..
Once we acquired a strap on ..for whatever reason it wasn't used for its purpose..but she straddled up my chest for me to take it orally..then proceeds to tell me what to do in a manner if rolls were reversed id have said but she would have lifted her finger to say ssshhhush..
Sadly after about 12 years a bit of a family issue caused us to split..but we've stayed friends and kept i touch..
She was my soul mate.
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