Fleshlight – My Fuckbuddy Never Turns Me Down

Sex is nothing like masturbation.

My first sexual encounters were awkward, emotionless and odd.

I was lost in my thoughts, nervous as hell and had even less of an idea about fucking that I do now. A couple of girls later, sex became somewhat enjoyable and more than simply a biological obligation.

My first girl was a Cuban hooker, a Latina in her mid-twenties. Nice body, big tits and full lips. I had looked her up online beforehand and pictured what it would be like. Sex, after all, must be similar to jerking off.

I take the obligatory shower, lie down. She starts to blowing me.

No erection.

Somehow she manages to sit on top and ride my cock. Quite amazing, if you consider that it was limp. Things are still awkward, but now we shake things up. I position myself behind her. There’s mirrors all around.

Fuck yeah, this looks just like porn.

Then I put my semi-hard dick in and start banging her from behind. Confusion. I look at the side mirror, down on the girl’s ass and at the mirror again. Questions come to mind.

This is sex, why does it feel like shit?

Why does everyone else seem to enjoy it?

The girl was hot, but it made no difference. I was just going through the motions.

I tell her, “Let it be“.

Then, a bit of honesty – I say what had been on my mind.

You are beautiful and everything, but fucking you was complete shit.

Little did I know that it wasn’t her fault.

After that, I gave things another try, banged a hooker and even went to an hour-long erotic massage. None of it helped solve the issue, but it got me thinking about solutions. I couldn’t have know that things were about to get weirder.

  • Was I too nervous?
  • Did I pick the wrong condoms?
  • Were the girls not hot enough?

A couple of days later, I planned on getting different condoms at the sex shop. I thought the previous ones might have been too tight.

Nervously browsing through the shop, I noticed a device that looked like a vagina. I glanced at it from the distance, taking a closer look would’ve been too embarrassing. After all, it looked fucking weird.

I didn’t know what it was, but looked it up online and quickly came across the Fleshlight. If you’ve never seen one, it will probably weird you out. At less than $100, I said fuck it (no pun intended), why not, at least I am able to practice in an relaxed environment.

The First Fuck, A Quickie

When the parcel arrived, I couldn’t wait to give it a try. Once unwrapped, I submerged the device in warm water for 10 minutes.

That made the inside of the Fleshlight warm and cozy.

In the meantime, I flipped on my laptop and watched some porn.

When I felt “ready”, I took the Fleshlight out of the sink, let the water drip off and sat down in front of my laptop again. In the porn, the guy started fucking the girl, so I go started as well.

I wasn’t prepared for what it would feel like.

A hole, warm, moist and tight at the same time. It couldn’t argue that real sex was better. After a few seconds, I had to pause. As you can expect, it was an intense experience.

The Best Moment Of My Life?

I don’t know, but a million times better than masturbation. I continued for another couple of minutes and when I couldn’t hold it anymore, came gloriously.

Holy shit, what an experience!

Porn still running in the background, I had to relax for a couple of seconds.

When it was all over, I just let water rinse through it and let it dry. Before hiding this thing in my closet again, I put on some renewing powder.

The goal was to practice for real sex, I started to experiment.

  • Doggy-Style – Putting it between 2 pillows on my bed, bang! Fucking awesome.
  • Missionary – Seriously, I didn’t come up with this weird idea. Nonetheless, it does work. Taking a shoe, putting a couple of pillows on top and penetrate. Just like the real thing.

Beyond fun and play, I started using it for stamina training. The bottom can be adjusted to make it more tight, the pussy.

After a week or two, I was able to perform for 15 minutes, which was roughly 2,000 continuous strokes. It’s a great way to practice delaying ejaculation, or not coming at all. Porn usage is mandatory, otherwise you’re missing the arousal. That’s what I learned the hard way.

Reaching 3,000 strokes, I saw myself already at porn star level. Then I fucked a girl. 30 Seconds – Game Over!

I had simply practiced without being fully aroused.

If all of this seems crazy, I am with you. But it’s a hell of a lot of fun!

The exact setup I used:

Using the wrong lubrication after the original had been empty, turned out to be a huge mistake. The Fleshlight became sticky and I had to throw it away. Taking proper care by cleaning it after each session and using the powder is key.

Treat it right and it will be a dear friend in lonely moments.

Anywhere You Go, You Are Still Here

Now first off, I am not a seasoned traveler by any means, but I do have some experience to base this off. I’ve been to 3 continents and spend almost 2 years abroad since I went on a solo journey almost 4 years ago.

Anyway, on my first trip to Asia, I had this weird experience that stuck with me the entire time. First noticed at Moscow airport where I had my connecting flight, but not to the same extent. Continue reading “Anywhere You Go, You Are Still Here”

Bucharest Experience, Romanian Women

At first sight, Romania doesn’t look particularly interesting. What can you really expect from an Eastern European country – other than gorgeous women and low costs of living? Not much, but it was enough evidence to take a chance.

I’ve had no connection to or prior knowledge of this place. Before actually considering to go there, quite frankly, Romania didn’t even show up on the radar of “things-that-matter-to-me”.

In fact, most of what I’ve known about Romania(ns) was no different to what I see on the streets every day: gypsies, homeless people and various types of criminals.

I found myself wondering, “Do these people actually beg in their home countries as well?” Not to the extend that I noticed.

Anyway, since I’ve already set the goal of going on an adventure trip in 2014, I decided to join a group of guys for a 5 day training program in Bucharest. The mansion we’ve rented was pretty decent for local standards. Best thing about it was the location – less then 5 minutes away from the city center and club scene.

Right when I arrived at the airport and took the bus to the center, I felt like being in Latin America. I’ve never been, but I thought this is what it must look like. A very distinct look – Third World country combined with hot ass climate. Yes, even September was almost unbearable.

Most of the places you get to see as tourist are decent (Western standard), but the rest – holy cow! A run down communist place par excellence. Don’t get me wrong, this is only a run-down place if you’re used to Western standards.

Going there to chase women makes perfect sense – quality- and quantity-wise. Bucharest is leaps ahead of any other major city I’ve been to. Lots of young girls with inflated lips – and boobs. Most of them still look very natural, but I am asking myself how they’re able to afford this, given that most women in Central Europe can’t even afford tuning their body in such a way.

On the second night, I met this super cool dude from Las Vegas. Probably not the most attractive guy, but with a superb carefree attitude. He really exuded indifference, yet still had a positive vibe, and approaching girls together was hell’ a lot of fun. We would follow girls for miles, only to be declined in front of their hotel room.

When he left – to get a hooker – sometime early in the morning, I was still going strong chasing down girls by myself. Most people were going to work again, it must have been 7 am already. One conversation that stood out was with this innocent looking girl at the bus stop. I hadn’t even delivered my line yet and she was already giggling.

We ended up talking for a bit – in hindsight, I should’ve been a bit more physical right there – and I learned that she was a webcam girl just going home from work, thinks black dudes smell, yet still wants to fuck one of them, and, following in the line of many other local girls, also wants to get her titties done.

Costs of living a pretty low – even in a big city such as Bucharest. Groceries are about half the price and taxi fares are even lower. A 5 minute taxi ride doesn’t cost more than $1 – given the driver doesn’t try to rip you off. (Which has happened to me. Basically he pretended to not have change. I was 30+ minutes late on a date already, had no time to argue and ended up paying twice the amount.)

What probably surprised me the most was that nearly all of the girls I spoke to had very good English. I am talking about excellent English – occasionally even better than my own. I can’t really make a case for people outside the 20-30 age bracket, but would think English won’t get you very far there.