Where it happened: My boyfriend's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
Well, let me just start by saying that my first time was alot wilder and alot better than I thought it would be. I was 15, and I snuck out of my house to go with these three guys from high school. I thought I was really cool going out with them to the movies and McDonald’s. When we left McDonald’s, they wanted to go down by the river in the middle of nowhere and start a bon fire. I should have went home at that point, but I couldn’t. They were getting me high and drunk and I didn’t want to go home to the strict rules at my house, or the screaming if I had been discovered. The guys I was with were all 17 (Jamie, Scott and Robert). They pulled the car over by a cement picnic table and Jamie and Scott got out to start the fire. I was left in the car with Scott, who motioned for me to get in the front seat. When I did, he started to stroke my hair and tell me I was beautiful, kissing me deeply and looking at me meaningfully. I told him I was a virgin, and he sort of smiled and kissed me harder. I decided to go ahead and do it because I was sick of being the only girl in my school who didn’t know what it felt like. He pulled my shirt off and started sucking on my nipples, pinching and caressing them gently with his tongue. I felt my pussy start to get wet and squirmed around trying to find a comfortable position. He took off his shirt and unzipped his pants, pulling out a cock that was easily 11″ long and 4″ around. I wrapped my hand around it and it felt so hot, pulsing beneath my fingers like it had a life of it’s own. Scott told me to suck it, so I lowered my mouth and began with that. I could only get his head and about five inches of his cock in my mouth, and he was starting to get very hard. He reached under my skirt (I was wearing no panties) and started to toy with my clit, rubbing on it gently and occasionally thrusting his finger a little ways in. After a few moments of that, he told me to get out of the car and we could walk down a little ways to another picnic table. I zipped my jacket up, left my shirt on the floorboard of the car, and followed him. He told the other guys that we were going to take a walk. When we got there,I took off my jacket and sat on the table with my feet on the bench part and Scott started to play with me again. He lowered his head and began to lick and suck at my clit, probing with his finger gently the whole time. He laid me back onto the table and got between my knees, pulling my legs around him and starting to enter me very slowly. It hurt really bad for a few moments, then I got this tearing sensation and the pain alleviated. Then he was just pumping in and out of me, changing paces and driving me crazy. Scott pulled out for a moment and informed me that he wanted on the bottom. We switched places, him lying with his legs over the edge of the table as I climbed on top of him and placed his cock back inside me. Suddenly, in my face was Jamie’s semi-hard cock, and I could feel Robert spitting on my ass to lubricate me. I tried to say something to them, but Jamie’s cock was already in my mouth and it was as big as Scott’s so I was having a little trouble. Robert finally got me lubricated to his liking and eased his hardness all the way into my ass, going slowly but only for a moment as he started to pound away. It was hurting me a little bit, but underneath it I could feel the pleasure so I decided to let him do what he was going to do. They were all pounding me at once, in three different holes, when I felt the waves of my first orgasm washing over me. As my body was shaking, I noticed that Jamie’s cock was pouring cum all over my face and in my hair. When he was finished, he disappeared as suddenly as he had earlier appeared. Scott and Robert were both moaning loudly, saying my name and all sorts of other dirty things. Suddenly, Robert pulled out and cummed all over my back, coating me with gooey gel. Not long after, muttering something about how tight a cherry pussy was, Scott released himself deep inside me. After he was done, we got dressed and walked back to the car. Nobody said a word about what had just happened, and they took me straight home where I slipped in my window minutes before my mother came to check on me. Even though nothing was ever said, it was a ritual that was repeated every Friday night for several months.
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