Where it happened: Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was 17 when I first met Sharon. It was a warm summer night and we had all gone to the Student Center at the University of Minnesota to dance to a great local band, the Underbeats. She was a friend of my friend Linda’s. My heart skipped a beat. She was beautiful, tall, and thin, with exquisite long dark brown hair and wearing a tied silk blouse and low hung hip-huggers. Her tummy was flat and toned. She had just moved from California to Minnesota and knew all the latest dances. We danced for hours, that first evening. The fast dances gave us a chance to perfect our rhythm, and during the slow dances we became as one. My hand on her bare back filled my cock with fire. And as she felt my passion growing hard so close to her womanhood she pulled me even closer. It was everything I could do to keep from exploding right there on the dance floor. For the next six weeks we spent every minute together we could. We made out every time and place we could, but never completed the final love act. She told Linda she really wanted to make love with me. She had had sex once before in Mountain View, and I was a technical virgin. Finally, one night at a party in an apartment off Larpenteur and Eustis Sharon and I were alone in the bedroom as dozens of partygoers danced in the living room and out towards the pool. We had dislodged our clothes as we touched and caressed each other’s aroused bodies. Her seventeen-year-old body was perfect in all respects. Large, full breasts with soft nipples that became hard as erasures while my tongue caressed all her curves and sacred places. Finally, fully and completely I entered her warm and dripping cavern of love. For a moment that seemed an eternity, we remained motionless. Our eyes opened and we look into each other’s soul. Then slowly, as our tongues moved slowly in and out of our parted lips I thrust myself deeper into her dark, moist basin. We both began to moan as our throbbing rhythm became one heartbeat, one longing, one exclusive fusing as we overcame our aloneness and became One with ourselves and the world. As I exploded with millions of pent up global swimmers rushing up her moist vessel she let out a scream of joy and love and tenderness that I will never forget. I stayed inside her, holding her tight as she wept and held me close. We fell asleep with me inside her.
thank you Sharon Sutch
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