The guy with cancer and the virgin [M27F19] | 2016

1-2 months ago I started to feel an odd thing at my balls. The left ball was harder and a little bigger than the right one. Since I didn't have any pain because of that, I thought it can't be that bad and the problem will be solved by itself.

I got a little concerned when that didn't happen, so I went to the doc and asked for his opinion on this. He was optimistic at first, but encouraged me to let it check at the hospital. So I went there last Thursday. After the ultrasonic scan I was sent to another doctor who confirmed my worst fears: cancer in my left, maybe also in my right ball. They told me that they had to remove my left ball and do some tests to figure out if the cancer had spread to other body parts. The surgery was scheduled for today and went well, but the pain is a son of a bitch. The worst part is waiting for the results. Luckily I am studying in the Netherlands (being German myself) and insurance covers everything (one reason to endorse Bernie Sanders).

However, this story isn't about the surgery, but about a decision I made right after the diagnosis on Thursday: I wanna fuck the shit out of a girl before Monday, to give my left ball a glorious farewell.

Luckily I am still a student (didn't get shit done with my master thesis) and part of the martial arts association here on the campus. Meet Sarah, a 19 year old student doing jiu-jitsu. She is a small, slim girl with curly blonde hair that stops at her neck and sweet and firm b-cups. She had a very innocent appearance, matching her adorable character. However, she was very flirty, as well, holding strong eye contact in conversations, not being shy in that department. I'm doing Pencak Silat, but since we are both part of the same association we know each other from various association-related parties. We started flirting a couple of months ago, but it didn't lead to anything. Eventually she got in a relationship with another member of our association but broke up 3 months later. When I found out, I picked up the initial flirt, leading to a half naked make out session on her bed, but no sex. 'No big deal, she probably isn't the type for sex at the first date', I thought.

So I invited her to a classy Netflix&Chill evening on Sunday evening. Sarah agreed, but wanted to eat at my place, as well, since she visited her parents and would not have enough time to eat before visiting me. She arrived at 19:30, we baked apple pancakes (big thing in the Netherlands), laughed and had generally a good time, flirting and teasing included.

After dinner and cleaning up, we went to my room. I looked at her and simply said 'I don't really wanna watch a movie' and simply kissed her, taking her face in my hands. We made out, took off our shirts and continued on the bed. More kissing, more grinning, more getting rid of clothes. She was down to her pants, so I tried to take them off. I sensed some hesitation on her side. I followed my instinct and asked her 'are you a virgin?', to which she nodded.

Damn it. So much about my fucking-her-brains-out-plan. No spectacular farewell for my left ball. I somehow knew it before the date, but brushed it aside because of her previous relationship. Well, this meant a change of plans.

I asked Sarah about what she wants and what she already experienced. I quickly figured out that she had barely experienced any sexual stuff, not even oral sex. Well, first things first. I made clear to her that I will not try to have sex with her, but would love to stimulate her and trying things out. If some things are too much, she could simply say it and I would stop. She saw I was serious and nodded with a smile.

Personally I think that's the best way to deal with inexperienced girls. If you ask too many questions about things they know nothing about, you won't get anywhere. Just try and encourage her to say stop at any moment if necessary, that puts pressure away from her.

Anyway, I returned to kiss her passionately, me being on top, grinding my cock on her clit. I moved down, kissed her breasts, belly and legs and took my time to make her feel comfortable. I pulled down her pants - no resistance this time - and kissed the area around her sweet pussy. She didn't make any noise, which would have made me insecure 5 years ago, but by now I know that noise isn't everything. Sarah clearly enjoyed what I was doing, her facial expressions were clear about that.

I placed my mouth before her pussy, looked in her eyes - no resistance again - and gave her pussy a long, slow lick. She shivered a little, laid back and closed her eyes, while I repeated my licks in the same pace to warm her up. I wanted to make her first oral experience to be one of the better ones in her life. And I just fucking love cunnilingus. I changed my rhythm a bit, by staying on her clit a bit longer with each lick, but not changing the movement itself. She got significantly wetter and relaxed more into my movements. I started getting more and more greedy and put all my expertise in pussylicking on her: sucking and locking her clit, pushing my front teeth against her clit before I let slide it in. My hands were on her belly, her tits, her ass and she got more and more comfortable, moving her pussy closer to my mouth.

My mouth got a bit tired after a while, so I sat next to her and started fingering her, circling her clit with one hand while slowly finger fucking her with the other. I tried to stick two fingers in, but she was too tight for that. So I focused on her go spot with my middle finger. The results were pretty sarisfying. She still didn't make that many noises, but her body squirmed on my fingers. I got faster and faster, rapidly moving my fingers on her clit and fucking her g-spot mercilessly with my finger. After a while, we both got exhausted, so I decided to take a little break, since she didn't seem to be ready to orgasms yet (at least I didn't feel any).

I placed myself next to her and kissed her again. I told her she tastes amazing (which is true) and that I enjoyed the whole ride. I asked her if she wanted to try a blowjob, but she wasn't ready for that. However, she was much more open about sexual topics than before. She was curious about hand job techniques and I explained to her what men like when it comes to that. Then I asked her what she likes about men when it comes to sex. She was thinking for a long time before replying with 'dominance'.

Jackpot. No further words were needed. I rolled myself on to her, holding both hands over her head and placing the other on her throat. I kissed her and grinder my cock on her pussy like earlier. However, this time something changed: she started to make noise. I had her at a point where she trusted me completely and boy was I about to use that for both her and my pleasure.

I grinded harder and faster on her pussy, kissing her neck, grabbing her hair in my fist, biting her neck and shoulders, you name it. She sighed and moaned and moved her body against mine. I went down her body with my mouth again. Her amazing small breasts, her flat stomach, but not kissing her legs this time. Instead I devoured her pussy instantly, pulling her closer to my mouth. She absolutely loved it. I added a finger in her pussy and she got pretty wild, grabbing my free hand and squeezing it. However, I never got quite the technique with simultaneously licking and fingering pussy. My chin seems to be always in the way. Therefore I took the finger out after a while and just grabbed both her hands, holding her tightly. The fact that she couldn't move much in this position turned her on even more. Mercilessly I devoured her pussy, moaning myself while eating her out. She buckled, moaned, shivered and was torn between too much stimulation and absolutely loving it. I believe she came multiple times, experiencing orgasms for the first time (she later told me she wasn't sure what it was, but it just felt so good to her).

After a while I switched to fingering her again, rubbing her g-spot with a steady rhythm this time. She got wetter and wetter in a way that triggered me to rub her g-spot harder and faster, knowing what would come. A few seconds after, she squirted on my sheets, totally exhausted. I stopped soon after, cuddled some more and talked with her. It was 12 already by then and she had early classes, so I took her back to her dorm. After arriving there, I pushed her against the wall of her hallway and made out with her passionately instead of a simple kiss good bye. Then I left.

I think we will see each other again.

I hope you enjoyed the story, even though cancer and Bernie Sanders are features of it ;-)

Edit; I forgot one thing: after she squirted and I laid next to her, she kissed me passionately and got on top of me, saying 'sometimes I like to be dominant, too.' She then grinded her pussy on my cock (no penetration) and teased me for a few minutes - super hot.