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Ebbie

Age when it happend: 16
Where it happened: Car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight

I was still a virgin. My boyfriend, who I had been going out with for two years was out of town that weekend and there was a party for the social club at the place that I was working during the summer holidays.

This guy I worked with was kind of cute and always flirted with me, though he was much older than I was, maybe in his mid-twenties. He also had a girlfriend that he lived with, and a kid they’d had together; but as coincidence would have it she was also out of town visiting her parents. He asked me if I’d be his ‘date’ that night at the party and I didn’t see no harm in it, and I didn’t want to miss the party. After all, the two of us were friends and could enjoy one anothers company! Everybody else from work would be there as well!

He drove. We went to the party. I had drunk four glasses of this fabulous punch that they had there before I realized there was alcohol in it, and I was already getting quite tipsy and started laughing lots. I had never drunk alcohol before. My parents did not believe in it, and so I had hardly ever tried it ever!

By the time the evening was over I had likely drunk four or five more glasses of the punch and was staggering by the time he was taking me back out to his car to drive me home. I was giggling and kind of flirting with him, and had lost my inhibitions and was letting down my guard too much.

By the time we drove away from the party I was talking lots and barely making sense and he was asking me about my love life and I was telling everything. My boyfriend used to ‘play with me’ and tease me with his cock, but he only ever rubbed it in my pussy slit and never put it in me, perhaps because he might have been too scared, and perhaps because I always started feeling guilty when he tried to?

Well, we were driving off from the party as I was making my confessions, and then I suggested he be ‘careful’! I suggested that because I was only just fifteen I could be his one way ticket into jail if he got ‘too fresh’ with me. He reminded me that fourteen was the age of consensual sex. This is Canada, he reminded me. Watch out!

I asked how many girls there were that he’d had sex with, and was really getting horny as he gave specific details. He persuaded me to move across the seat. We might pretend that we were lovers, he suggested. It sounded fun. I sat beside him, snuggling up. He put his arm around me as he drove the car, and then he turned into an empty parking lot and parked.

We kept pretending we were lovers, and as he kissed me I responded with my tongue inside his mouth. I was wearing this little pleated mini-skirt. He rubbed my thigh as we were kissing. We talked some more. He told of a woman he had met while working at a supermarket after school, and that he took her groceries out to her car the way they used to. She told had given him her address, inviting him to a party that night. He arrived and found he was the only one who came. She was rich. Her husband was out of town. She was likely twice his age. She took him to the bedroom where she sucked his cock and wanted him to tongue her pussy. He’d fucked before, but never used his tongue to tease a woman’s pussy!

I was wet. His hand became acquainted with my panties. I pushed his hand away and told him not to. We kissed, and then he tried again. I didn’t stop him! His finger went inside of me. I giggled as I tried to push his hand away, though I didn’t try quite hard enough to stop him. He then began to finger me. I liked the way it felt! I closed my eyes and let him play and did not try to stop him as he slid my panties off.

I told him that we couldn’t. I told him that I’d wait till I was married. I told him that I was still a virgin. He said he knew that. He could feel my virgin cherry. I asked if he’d had sex with a girl who was a virgin ever before. He said he had. With one of his sister’s younger friends when he was seventeen. I asked for details. He told me everything that happened. It made me hornier than I was before, and he must have noticed as I felt myself reacting to his finger!

He opened up his pants and took his cock out. It was hard, and so much larger than my boyfriends. I touched it and I felt its strength, and knew that there was no way that a cock that large could ever get inside me. I was wrong!

He tried to push me back upon the seat. I said we couldn’t, but he told me and he promised that he wouldn’t try to put it in, and I believed him and lay upon the seat, my thighs apart to give him access. I never would have done it if I hadn’t had so much to drink.

My wetness now caressed his cock. He said he really liked the way I felt, I was so wet! He used his cock to tease my clit but did not try at all to push it in me, and then it happened, I ‘came’ exactly just the way it did when I would masturbate! I gasped and panted anxiously, my body in the thro’s of total orgasm.

No one but myself, not even my boyfriend, had ever brought me to this stage before. He kissed me, and then he said how beautiful I looked as I was cumming! He sucked the nipples on my breasts and kissed my belly, and rubbed his fingers in the hairs around my pussy, knowing well the things he did were what I liked. I wondered what it might be like to feel his tongue, and then at my suggestion it all happened!

He licked me there in certain places not imagined! I was hot, and felt the flow of juices from body as again I felt the sensation of another fast approaching orgasm! Then he stopped, then used his cock to do the rest! I could not stop him! I wanted him to put it in! He pushed, the twitch of pain as then my cherry broke! His cock went in me, all the way! I fucked three strokes, and then I felt it happen one more time! I came again! He stopped. He asked if he had hurt me? I said I was okay, and then he slowly fucked me with his cock and did his thing and brought me to my climax one more time, and then he squirted in his semen as he came!

We both got dressed. He drove me home. I asked him what might happen if I got pregnant. He said I shouldn’t worry, and that it never happened the first time. Quite fortunately it didn’t happen, though his advice of course was wrong.

My boyfriend and I began dating again as soon as he was back the following week. It was as though my discretion with Rob, my workmate, had never happened, though my initial mood swings must have indicated that there was something that I had all bottled up inside me; but still I never told. I wasn’t sure how I could have.

Two weeks later, while lying in my bed masturbating one Saturday morning when my folks were out shopping I phoned my boyfriend, suggesting he come over. I took my PJ’s off and lay there naked, awaiting his arrival.

He came in, and lifted up the covers and seeing I was naked he took off his clothes and got in bed with me. I told him we should do it, and go all the way. He wanted to. We fucked, if that’s what you might call it! He slid his cock inside of me, then three strokes later he was cumming. It was over! We were done, and I was hornier than I had been before he started!

I told him he should leave. I told him that my parents would be home any minute, though I knew where they had gone and that they would not be home till later on that evening.

My boyfriend left. I then phoned where I worked and spoke to Rob, the guy robbed the cradle as he drove me home. I asked what he was doing. I said that he that should book off sick and come and see me. I was waiting.

I let him in. It was the first time that he had been to my house. He followed me into the bedroom where I then removed the robe, and then got in the bed. A moment later he was with me, both of us completely naked.

I wanted him to lick me with his tongue and asked him to. He did, and then I fucked his cock more anxiously than I had done the time before. I liked the way he felt when he was in me. We fucked three times. At three o’clock he said he had to meet his girlfriend and had to leave. They were going out to dinner and a movie. We showered, then he left me to recover from the activities of the day.

I phoned my boyfriend again. I suggested that we go and see a movie. I knew which movie Rob and his girlfriend were going to and wanted to ‘bump into them’ and see his face.

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