Welcome back to my sexual autobiography, answering questions I see on the Lush forums truthfully!

And this poster asks,

Have you ever thought of someone else while being taken from behind?

Well, this wouldn’t be much of a story if the answer was no, would it?!

Ah, doggy style! It's a favourite for many women, and I've had my share of fun on my knees and elbows, but it's never been my top position to have sex in. I'm a romantic. I like to see my lover. I like to see his face as he comes. I like to see his eyes on my body, and I like to touch him with my hands.

My night with Jakub, the fourth man I went to bed with, took place more than twenty years ago now. Considering he was a one-night stand, he occupies a rather outsized place in my sexual scrapbook, for reasons which will become clear. He is the co-star, in fact, of the first entry in this series, "The Sluttiest Thing I've Done". I was twenty-one, just out of college, just getting into my stride in terms of having a grown-up sex life.

We met over drinks and, to be honest, I rather stole him from under the nose of my best friend, Lucia. Jakub walked me home, and we kissed. He kissed well. So well, in fact, that my reservations about taking a man I’d only known for three hours to bed melted. I received my first preview of what was to come when I felt him swell through his trousers. 

When Jakub pulled his pants off in my bedroom, I saw that his penis was large, the biggest I’d seen by far. People always focus on length, and he lacked nothing in that regard. But Jakub’s penis was as thick as any I’ve ever seen, quite literally a handful. Grasping it as we kissed, I felt the difference in my fist as I gave him an early foreplay handjob. Even as I shook it, I wondered how such a big one would feel inside me. 

I was soon to find out! I remember he bit his lip as I rolled the condom down. I took up my position on my back, head on a well-fluffed pillow, feet flat, legs apart, and waited for him to do his thing. Woah! So, size does matter, I thought to myself as he popped in. Jakub’s cock was boldly going where no man had gone before. 

It was clear to me that Jakub was way more sexually experienced than the guys I’d been with up to that point. He was totally relaxed as he undressed, displaying not a hint of nerves. When I stripped, there was no wide-eyed gazing at my body or sense of uncertainty about touch. He knew how to work my body up. He took time to build up the speed of his stroke slowly, planting kisses on my neck and my lips, letting me reach down and stroke my clitoris.

Jakub made love to me in the missionary position for a while, and I wrapped my legs around his back. Reservations about sleeping with a stranger melted away as my body surrendered to his touch, his scent, his cock. My heart rate was making my head swim. A skilfully employed penis feels so, so good when your body is in the mood, and mine certainly was. 

We traded places. I slipped onto him and rode for a while. Let’s just say that my appreciation of his ample penis grew even greater in the cowgirl position!

We’d been doing it for about thirty minutes when things got serious. I got off his dick and was going to lie back down again. Jakub had other ideas. He took my shoulders and firmly, verging on forcefully, spun me around. He pushed me down onto the bed, face down. I hate to admit it, but it was hot being dominated like that. I knew to raise my bottom and part my legs and duly did so. It was like I was in the recovery position with my bum in the air. 

I grabbed the pillow and pulled it under my chest as Jakub entered me. I was very wet now, and he entered easily. He grabbed a buttock in each hand and began to thrust again.

Nothing in my sexual past up to that point had prepared me for what he did then. Jakub wasn’t making love anymore. With all his strength, he drove his penis into me. I gripped my pillow and felt my vagina grip his cock. He gave it to me hard and fast and, when he reached full tilt, Jakub’s penis was like a jackhammer inside me.

I don’t often cry out aloud during sex, but he was fucking me so energetically that I couldn’t hold my tongue, and the air rang with his grunts, the creak of the bedsprings, the sound of his body thumping against mine and my squeals. I’d had a bed break beneath me once before in the act, with my college boyfriend, and, honestly, I still marvel that the same thing didn’t happen that night.

I came, and he was not long behind me. We collapsed together onto the bed, gasping, perspiring. I was no virgin, but that was the first time I had been fucked hard.

Within a few minutes post-coitus, my eyelids were drooping. It was exhausting being screwed like that!  

Later, we...did? Had? my first sixty-nine. The fact that this became a lifelong favourite sex act for me tells you how well that went!

So, between having the biggest dick I've seen, delivering my hardest screw and introducing me to mutual, simultaneous oral sex, is it any wonder that Jakub has lingered long in my memory?!

The next time I was with a guy after Jakub was with tall, sweet Eric, who was making a triumphant return to my bed. Eric was a gentler lover, there was an emotional connection I didn't have with Jakub, and he lasted a good deal longer than Jakub did. 

But I admit it. As I braced myself on the headboard of the bed and rocked back and forth on Eric’s shaft, my breasts swinging gently with the motion, I couldn’t help but think of Jakub, his meaty cock, and the vigorous seeing-to that he had given me. 

It was not the last time I would think of Jakub while being taken from behind by another man. I hope he’d be glad to hear it!

I've answered questions from the forum for this series so far. But if there's something one of my valuable readers would like to know about my sexual history, do please ask away! If I have a true story to answer, I may just pick it up and spill! Just don't waste time asking about gang bangs and bukkake...not guilty! Thanks for reading!