Where it happened: Her house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I had been seeing Cindy for a few months, mostly walking together with a group of friends. We began to find time by ourselves at her house after school, as both her parents worked. We began as most do, innocent kisses that get longer, more passionate and daring. Slowly but surely over a period of weeks, Cindy allowed me to feel her breasts, first over her clothes, then reaching under her blouse direct onto her bra, then eventually under her bra on her bare breast. Smoothest skin I ever felt. Again over a few more weeks, she had her shirt and bra off and I was having the time of my life. I would kiss her face, then lower to her neck, not moving too fast and then planting myself in front of her small buy firm breasts that I thought were the two most beautiful things I had ever seen. She loved my to slowly stroke the skin on the inside of her forearm, and she obviously thought this was very erotic, as she allowed me to do most anything I wanted after awhile of taking care of business there.
Once I knew she was comfortable with her shirt off, I slowly moved my kisses and finger tips to her stomach and lower stomach. She had her jeans or a skirt on, and I would lightly put my fingers just under the waist band, while continuing this fraud that I was only interested in stroking and kissing her stomach.
I was patient, and I was rewarded. It seemes as long as I didn’t rush her, I always got what I asked for and this remained true for my time with Cindy.
Slowly, my tongue would rim the top of her waist line and I was able to get her to unbutton her jeans/skirt. I then moved the target of objectives to the top of her white cotton panties. This was some heavy stuff for a couple of 15 year olds, unlike some of the more contemporary stories I have read here.
I used my tongue to take down the front elastic band of her panties, with my tongue plunging down, closer to the primary objective of my desire. She loved this, but as before, she wanted to take her time in her concessions. But I learned that the closer I got to her pussy, the quicker the approvals came.
Finally, while I held her panties down, I moved my tongue and fingers onto and into her pussy. I was in heaven. I felt really close to this person, and this wasn’t a sort of conquest for me, as we both learned about ourselves and each other. I will never forget how she looked in my eyes while I was licking and gently finering her pussy. She was loving it, and loving me doing it.
Along the way, I began to ask for her to return the pleasures I was giving to her. We then began to take turns, with me initiating each phase of our sexual journey and she later returning the favors, enjoying me receiving her pleasure.
After I became oral with her, she easily and happily gave me my first ever oral sex. I reached another level in heaven. She loved doing it, and she enjoyed me watching her giving me head. She also was verbal after she got over the initial hesitancy of each phase of mutual sexual exploration. She told me to put my tongue onto her clit and move it very slowly. This action, with a free hand slowly stroking the inside of her forearm brought an orgasm almost every time.
Then we faced the last part of our journey. Would we consumate, or should we hold-off? She clearly loved our sex life thus far. She knew I was as committed to her as any 15 yr old can be, and we talked about marriage after college. I left it up to her.
One Monday, after a very heavy sex session over the weekend, she handed me a note passing between classes at the high school. The note had one word, “YES!!!”
I knew exactly what that one word meant. We began to plan for the best opportunity. She began tracking her periods for the least likely time for her to become pregnant, a topic we discussed at length.
Then I was at her house after school one day. Her father was on a business trip overnight and her mother called and said she would be at work for another hour, and then she had a 30-40 minute drive home.
The stars were alligned! We went into her dining room, as it provided cover and a way out of the house for me in a worst case discovery of us.
We began to kiss slowly and she dropped to the floor and laid on her back. She had a blouse and a skirt on. Not for long.
We kissed and quickly got her shirt off and I took her panties off. I began at her breasts, and then slowly moved down to lick and and finger her now well lubricated pussy. She kept her skirt on and the thought of seeing her there with her shirt and bra off and her skirt up over hips, her legs spread, is just the best, erotic memory I can have.
I then brought my head up to hers, kissing her sweet and smiling face and I placed my penis at the opening to her wet and ready pussy. I slowly pushed my hard, throbbing penis slowly, really slowly into her pussy. She raised her head off the floor and saw my penis disappearing into her pussy and smiled and said, “look, we’re doing it!” We sure were. There was no pain or bleeding as my fingers had done the job during earlier heavy sessions. Just sweet, hot wet pleaure. She said she wanted me to come in her. She was due to get her period the next day. As I pushed faster, she started telling me “Come, come in me!..e! She licked my ears, and that set me off and I came and came hard. It was all it was set up to be, a wondeful experience with a wonderful person.
We saw each other most of high school and then drifted after we went to different colleges. I always wonder if she thinks of our first, and then the many other lovemaking sessions we had with as much affection as I do.
Cindy, I still think of you.
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