Dericks Blog

One evening in the 1980's whilst living in Kent and working in a job which took me all over the world I went to pick up my girlfriend, Jill, at the usual time after work. Dates usually consisted of going for a drink or two, maybe a snack and then a good rodgering in my car before I took her back home. I didn’t own a house then so couldn't take her back to my place.

This particular evening we went for a drink and she said she didn’t want to fuck in the car. Looking a bit crestfallen I asked why.

"Can’t we go somewhere, maybe to the coast, get a room and screw ourselves silly there instead?" That brought the smile back to my face.

It still being early we drove down to Eastbourne and found a small guest house that was advertising rooms. Saying we were on our way to Dover to get a ferry in the morning and wanting a room the landlady smiled and showed us upstairs.

The room was what you would expect of an Eastbourne guest house, but the bed was a double and comfortable, we had our own bathroom and tea and coffee making equipment.

Leaving us, Jill, turned to me and started to pull my clothes off while leading me to the bathroom by my semi hard dick. Once there she pulled her clothes off while the bath was running and we both got in and washed each other, slowly in the appropriate places, but carefully enough not to make either of us come.

Then we climbed on the bed and the fun began. We both enjoyed oral so that was our starting point, with a good deep tongue penetration by me and a full deep throat by her. We could 69 like this for some time, she was not shaven but a true blonde, short trimmed and smelled and tasted of woman.

After a good personal washing it was down to missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and doggie positions before back to missionary for the money shot, almost always a cream pie as she wanted to feel it deep inside. Her legs were wrapped tightly round my back, pulling me further in as I kissed her on the lips, drove deeply in and came.

After a minute or two and going soft she whispered, “Remember the first time?”, a reference to actually our first date where I had turned up at the flat she was renting and we had fucked twice in an hour, me leaving her with two loads inside her within 15 minutes.

She wanted to repeat this and go again. I said, “Let’s have a cup of tea first”. After tea and eating all the biscuits in the room we were at it again, not so much oral, but some hand work to get me started and then pushing into her, faster as I got harder. Deposit two made.

We felt like a walk and a drink then so it was out and find the front, throw a few stones in the sea, have a beer and some fish and chips sitting on the seafront benches like an old married couple.

We went back to the room and Jill said, “Remember the first time”. I said, “But we did it twice”. She wanted to break our record so it was a quick shower and another good session, beginning again with a delicious individual tonguing for each of us. My vinegar strokes took a little longer this time, being only a couple of hours since the last two, but I think still a good show, with probably 10 strong jerks to empty my balls. She had always complemented me on being the heaviest cummer she had known. Deposit three put away.

After that we fell asleep in each others arms, as we had done on too few occasions in the past. Happy smiles on our faces. In the middle of the night I woke, feeling warm lips around my dick. I had a raging hard on and she was milking it for all it was worth. I asked her what was going on and she said she wanted to put the record at a reasonable level, somewhere that would challenge us to break it again. We really went at it quickly this time. I don’t know if it was waking with some wood or the fact that a record was being set, but I felt I was going to burst. Again I pushed those neat fanny lips apart and thrust deep and hard into the back of her, her legs again tightly round me till I shot so hard it must have hurt her.

Back to sleep, both of us admitting to being a little sore. I’m not big, just average in length, but she told me I had a good stretching girth. But the soreness was from use, rather than stretching. The record now stood at four.

In the morning I thought I would return the compliment and slid down under the covers before she woke. Licking gently at the outer lips her legs soon parted and my tongue slid inside her. She was still a little dry but lubrication soon came. Sporting a semi hard-on I pushed into her and started to move slowly and gently, because I was trying not to wake her and because I was sore and was sure she was as well. Jill wasn’t asleep of course, she had been awake through most of my licking and sucking and smiled as I pushed ever deeper as her juices flowed over me. Then she pulled off me, turned over and guided me back in from behind, her bottom high in the air and her head on the pillow, her back arched.

She climaxed again, I came again, much weaker this time, but a record of five for the night, between around 8pm the evening before and 7am that morning. We then showered and decided to go home. However the landlady insisted we have some breakfast before we left as it was included in the price of the room. The breakfast room was full of middle and old aged couples, none of them smiled or had the glow we did and none of them, as they left, walked with the awkwardness we had from our soreness.

We never had an attempt to up the record again although we dated for a good few years afterwards. All sorts of sex was tried including anal and these truly were the best years of my life. A blonde farmers girl who loved sex in all its forms, who loved me and I loved her. When I asked her to marry me in the late 1980’s she turned me down, the worst day of my life.

We have never seen each other again although we still live only 10 miles apart. She is married with three children, I have one. I think about her almost every day, even when I’m with my wife who was never as adventurous, and five in a night would be unthinkable, just not done.