Where it happened: his house
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I always thought I was going to wait til I was married to have sex. You know, virgin on your wedding night. Jessica Simpson style. It didn’t happen that way. I went to see Dion up near Chicago. We had gone to the same college which neither of us attended anymore. We had made out pretty heavily before but nothing more than that. I hadn’t seen him in almost 3 years but we talked online and on the phone almost every night so we were closer than we’d ever been. We talked about having sex together all the time. I decided that the time had finally come to go and visit him. So I did. I rode the train up there. That was the longest 5 hours of my life! Seeing him again was everything I could have imagined. We hugged and kissed when he picked me up from getting off the train. We went back to his place to drop my stuff off. Then we went out to dinner with two of our friends, Andy and Jeremy. After that, we went back to his place. We got out of the car in the light drizzling rain and kissed. As we were headed upstairs to his apartment, he lifted my shirt and started kissing my lower back. We went inside, to his room and closed and locked the door. We started kissing some more and he began to undress me and sucked my nipples as I ran my hands up and down his body. He took his pants off and had me do the same. I started to suck his dick but he said let me do you first so of course I let him. He started to lick my pussy. Oh that felt so good. Slowly at first and then quicker. Then, I fingered myself for him cause he wanted to watch me masturbate and have an orgasm. After that, we got into a 69 position. We did that for a while. He asked me if I was ready. I said yes. He got out a condom and put it on. He asked me if I was sure and I said yes. He told me that he loved me and that he just wanted to make sure that I was ready since it was my first time(not his). I told him I was. He very slowly slid himself into me. OMG did it hurt at first. As he slid more and more in it started to feel really good. He started to thrust in and out slowly and our bodies moved together. I wrapped my legs around him to pull him all the way into me. It felt so good to have him inside of me. He thrusted in and out until he came. He kissed me and asked me how I felt. I told him that I was fine. I thanked him for being my first. I know it sounds dumb, but I cried. Not cause it hurt but because it was very special. I’m glad that I shared it with someone that I love and that loves me. I don’t regret making love to him. We’re not now, nor have we ever been officially dating. But I’m still very much in love with him and he feels the same way about me. We’ve just never been close enough geographically to have anything official. But he’s said that he would marry me, and I would marry him in a heartbeat. So, who knows what the future might bring?
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