I'm glad the Internet exists. As these things tend to, it started with a posting ( http://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/2xq2t6/recently_single_dont_particularly_feel_like/ ) I got a few messages from redditors who expressed interest, but kept chatting with one who seemed to like my picture and sounded interesting. She was probably too young for me in "real life," but it turns out that it's hard to see no to a cute innocent Asian college girl asking you to see her naked. She's in college, studying in a technical field. About to graduate soon, but she has apparently wasted correctly spent all of her time being a good student and doing well in her classes. She explained that she really hadn't done very much, but wanted to try something new. A lot of the guys she had easy access to are either the sort of drunken frat boys that nobody should waste time with, or the awkward guys in her classes that she would have to extra-awkwardly see in class the next day.

I was intrigued by the chance to be the first fellow to say a special hello to her lady bits, so we set up a rendezvous. Since nobody had every made her come before except (presumably) herself, I figured it was an opportunity to take a particular pride in my muff diving hobby. On the day, she sent me a picture of herself in just her underwear. For the record, she looks great in just her underwear. We met for a drink to chat a bit before doing anything. I suggested a wine that she had never tried before. She's originally from East Asia and had come to the US a few years ago to go to school, making her the most exotic redditor that I've met so far. We actually had a lot of common interests, and she was interested in my work. In her adorable awkwardness, I definitely saw some of my younger self. (I also had rather a late start to my misadventures.) I thought it was nice to know we had some stuff in common. She was pretty nervous, but I think she sort of appreciated that I understood her tech-minded personality type. I wasn't going to make fun of her for her inexperience or anything like that. She was kind of fascinated and confused about why a guy would want to go down on a woman with no guarantee of reciprocation. We had chatted about that, and she was only comfortable with receiving, which I kept explaining was not a problem. She wasn't used to the idea that it would be okay for her to be greedy and just get what she wanted. Some confluence of sexism in general, and the particulars of asian culture, I suppose. I guess it's worth explaining why someone would be so motivated.

For me, there are quite a few reasons. One is that going down on a lady involves having a lady take off all her clothes with me. Frankly, if my choices are between spending the night reading a book, or having a pretty lady come to my apartment and take off all of her clothes so I can look at her naked, I definitely pick "Option B." Without doing anything else, I feel like that's a pretty great evening, even if nobody also gives me a blowjob. As far as the actual muff diving goes, I always feel like a stud when I make a girl have an orgasm. It makes me feel super macho/manly to know that I am a good lover, skilled in the art of teh seks. And it makes a sizeable deposit in the ol' spank bank. Having ladies desire what I do is just super fun. And of course some ladies do want to do more than just have me go down on them, which is also good fun.

Anyhow, once I had convinced her that enjoying going down on a lady is actually not completely incomprehensible, we went to my apartment. I started slow-ish, and asked if I could kiss her. We kissed for a while, and I moved her to the bed. Since this was all pretty new to her, and I was pretty excited, she probably felt I was moving very quickly. We kissed some more, and I started to help her get undressed. Kissing her neck and her body, just working my way everywhere. Eventually I made to where I was heading, and the main event was on. She was wet, so I must have been doing something right. I suggested that she should try being on top and sitting on my face. She wasn't quite sure what to do, but I let her just sort of shift around to try a comfortable position.

She had mentioned earlier that she was interested in a message "that turns into more." So, I had some coconut oil handy. In retrospect, I probably should have started with the massage to help warm her up even more before I actually made it between her legs and started going at her clit. But I wasn't that coordinated in the moment, so I decided to give her an oil massage after I had been going at it for a bit. I'm not gonna lie. It wasn't the greatest massage anybody every gave. It wasn't a deep therapeutic massage. It was largely me playing with her cute perky tits using coconut oil. But I still think she thought it felt nice.

After that interlude, I was back in position. I tried to be a bit slower and more deliberate than I had been earlier. Her clit wasn't very used to having a tongue trying to make friends with it, and I hadn't quite found a rhythm and pattern that was really working for her yet. I had been fingering her while I ate her out. I usually try to use two fingers to work the G-Spot while I work the outside with my tongue. She was very tight, so at first I could really only get one finger in comfortably. I think it wound up being probably over two hours before she was relaxed/turned-on/stretched enough that I could get a second finger in without hurting her. She wasn't very vocal, but I think I was starting to figure out her body a bit better by the time I had two fingers in there, and I was able to start ramping up the tongue work again. With my fingers in place, I could feel her muscles twitching around them when I was doing something right, which always helps me understand what I'm doing. She wasn't used to having somebody hammer on her G-Spot, so she wasn't used to the sensation and was genuinely worried that she was going to pee on me. I was pretty confident that was unlikely, but it was hard to convince her that it wasn't somethings he needed to worry about and that she could indeed just relax and have her pussy eaten. After quite a while, she finally did make a sound. It wasn't a crazy porno yelling sound or anything. It was more of an adorable whimper, and I could feel her coming around my fingers. After a moment of being busy having an orgasm, she pushed my face off her bits and just sort of appreciated the moment. I don't think I blew her mind or anything. She was kind of nervous, and it was definitely one of those cases where it took me a little while to figure out what I needed to be doing for her body, and I don't think I ever got it 100% right. Every body is fun unique little world unto itself to try to explore and figure out. I certainly had a lot of fun, and I do get to have the distinction of being the only guy ever to have given her an orgasm.

Afterward, we talked a little bit about my body, and she said she was curious to play with me a little bit. She pulled my boxers down enough to get a look at the one eyed monster. She left my drawers high enough that she never did see my balls. Which is probably sensible. I don't know that anybody really inherently loves the look of balls. Part of me wanted to push her into giving me a handjob, but since it was the first dick she played with, I decided to let her just sort of hold it and feel it however she wanted as a novelty rather than as any sort of payback. I was like her private hands-on museum exhibit. Having gotten what she wanted out of the evening at that point, she got dressed and I walked her to her car. Of course after not having come in several days, playing with her body all night, and then almost but not quite getting a handjob, I was developing a raging case of blue balls. (So again, probably sensible on her part not to look at those things.) Being sort distracted and absent minded, I actually made a wrong turn on the way to her car which was kind of funny and quite embarrassing. But seriously, my balls were demanding like 90% of my attention in that moment. As soon as I made it back to my apartment, I immediately spent about five seconds rubbing one out so I could get to sleep.

And that's the tale of the naive Asian coed. I hope you folks enjoy reading this sort of thing. I certainly enjoy having something to write about. Also, did I mention how much I love the fact that I live in a world with the Internet?