Where it happened: My couch
Langauge: American
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I was a 100% virgin. Nobody had ever touched me in a sexual way including myself. No fingers at night, no vibrators, not even a tampon. Never. Sex was not the last thing on my mind, but it was pretty far down the list. Our pastor’s son thirty-one year old Roger, came over one day to borrow our lawnmower. Were pretty good friends, and he was our youth pastor. Anyway, I invited him in for a coke, and we sat on the couch to talk while we had our sodas.
It was a cool spring day, and the iced drink made me shiver. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. He opened his jacket and put it around both of us. I snuggled closer to him. I was still shivering, so we laid down on the couch with me against the back, and him against me, still wrapped in the jacket with him. He began rubbing my arms and shoulder, and down to my waist, then down to my hips and bare thighs (I had on some baggy jamaica shorts).
All of a sudden I decided to kiss him on the lips. He responded with the sweetest, most tender kisses. We kissed a long time, and he rubbed me all over. I was warmed now, and had stopped shivering. I noticed he was gently but deliberately pressing his crotch against my mound. I got excited. I pressed back gently and slowly, just enough that he would know without a doubt that I didn’t mind. We kept kissing, and soon his hand was cupped over my left breast.
I raised my left knee up, spreading my thighs and giving him more access to my mound. He moved in closer, and I moved to meet him, rubbing my mound against his now erect dick. As he pressed against me, I rolled under him slightly, and slid my other knee under him toward the edge of the couch. I was spread out pretty wide now, and he was between my thighs. He was hunching gently against my very wet snatch. I raised my knees high and wrapped my legs around his waist. We started some serious dry humping and wet kissing. It was fine!
Pretty soon we rolled over with me on top. He unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my bra. It was a strapless, and fell away exposing my breasts. Immediately he began kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. My breasts were nice and full, almost C cups. My nipples were small, but extremely sensitive. I was getting very sexually excited. My crotch was soaked. I wanted more than kisses.
My jams zipped on the side. Roger unfastened them and started working them down over my butt. When he had them down past my crotch I realized he had slipped my panties off with my shorts. For an instant I was embarrassed, but let him slide them all the way off my legs. He started playing with my butt, and rubbing it and slipping his hands under me to reach my very wet snatch.
In a few swconds he had his finger on my “hot button”. It was obvious he had experience. He knew exactly how I was made, and knew what to do with everything down there. Pretty soon I was breathing heavily. I loved his hands on me, and I moved and rolled with him as he moved them over my body to allow him to touch me everywhere.
I was hot. I was ready to fuck. I didn’t have to tell him. At just the right moment, he rolled me against the back of the couch, and slipped his clothes off. While he did, I took off my open blouse and laid out for him, totally nude. As he came to me, I raised my knees high and wide. He crawled over me, and I reached down to guide him into me. I rubbed the head of his dick up and down my slit a couple times, and guided him to the opening of my vagina.
I held him there, and pushed up toward him. He pushed down into me. I felt myself stretch, then tear as the head of his dick slipped past my hymen into my vagina. I got tense for a second, then relaxed. There was no pain, just a little sting for a few seconds. I was sopping wet and slick as snot. Roger’s dick slid deeper into me. I started hunching upward in time with his downward thrusts, and in a few seconds he was all the way in me.
Wow! We were fucking for real!
We changed positions often, and made tender love for almost an hour, kissing a lot, and gently stroking together and apart. I squeezed him with my inside muscles each time he pulled back, and I opened up and moved toward him each time he pushed into me. He said: Damn, girl … You sure can fuck good! Slowly and tenderly we made sweet, sweet love.
It hit me unexpectedly. Like a bolt from the blue I was in the middle of an extremely intense orgasm. It lasted for almost five minutes, and just as I peaked I felt him shooting his load deep inside me. It was the most pleasant experience I can remember. We relaxed, and laid together a long time while he rubbed me and kissed me.
He had fucked me seriously for a full hour before he shot his load. His erection went away. We got up and showered together, cleaned up the mess in the den, then went to my bed. We did it twice more that afternoon. Roger left before it was time for my folks to get in from work.
Well, that was my FIRST time. Roger and I make love several times, but that first time is all you will ever hear about.
I have no regrets making love to my youth pastor, my church pastor’s son. We’re not having any kids together or trying to get married.
I have an older brother, Timmy. After Roger got me started, I began making love with Timmy and some of my cousins. I think it’s cool when cousins, brothers and sisters take care of each other’s sexual needs.
Eighteen years later, I have no regrets.
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