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Chillin at Christine’s House

Age when it happend: 16
Where it happened: Outside in Bushes
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

We were chillin’ at Christine’s House like we always did. Drinking whatever alcohol we could get out hands on smokin’ browntown from the City. We were doing our thing, here, because Christine’s mom didn’t keep as close an eye on her as did my parents or many of my friend’s parents. Right outside Christine’s door there were some outdoor chairs and table where we laughed, smoked, and talked about whatever we couldn’t elsewhere. I had been dating a girl that was way out of my league. She was a year younger and eventually won best looking girl in her class. She had smooth olive skin and dark straight sleek hair that came down just past her chin. She was petite, thin with a round waist and chest more than a handful. At first glance she had dark sweet eyes, but when flashed in that way, you knew that she had something beyond. Her eyes mirrored her personality. Before I had drunkenly asked her to go to the Prom with me, she had dated a guy maybe a year or two older than me and had clearly been intimate with him.
We were sitting next to each other holding hands and getting drunk. After a while she came over and sat on my lap which immediately got me hard. She was rubbing her ass and blurting out to everyone how she got slutty when she was drunk. I had my arms wrapped around her waste and i was touching her warm stomach with cold hands as it was a chilly fall night. My hands slowly moving up her shirt and she kept turning around to kiss. In my back pocket I had a red Trojan condom that I had walked around with for about a year. We didn’t last long sitting around with the group and slipped out away from reach of the dim back door light. I was eager, I wanted to push this as fast and furious as possible. We went just to the side of the house next to the bushes. I know it was a full moon because I’ll never forget unclasping her bra, clearly seeing her left breast and nipple fully erect in the crisp air and bright bluish moonlight. I quickly pulled her to the ground. At this point I didn’t know what to do. I wanted more but thought that I had to initiate it. So I started to unbutton her pants I pulled down her tight jeans and slipped off her underwear and I went down on her. I didn’t know what I was doing but I knew I was enjoying it. I had never tasted pussy and it was sweeeeet. She moaned and groaned and finally I came up after believing she was good and ready, I was about to make my move and she whispered in my ear “I want your cock in my mouth.” I’d never wanted to hear something more in my life and still have yet to hear a girl say it with the same honesty. It was my first blow job. Her mouth kept my cock warm as my ass froze in the cold grass. When she came up, we kissed and stared each other in the eyes. This was when I got really nervous. I told her that I had a condom. She said that she didn’t think two people should make love unless they loved each other. I responded, “I love you with all my life.” I would’ve said anything, recalling from somewhere that a girl wants to hear this. I took out the condom and started to put it on; I put it on backwards. She said “let me try” and I did. I remember slipping in for the first time and not knowing if I was all the way in so I gave a push and then felt it. I started a rhythm and was very conscious thinking “This it it! I’ve made it, I’m having sex” I could die now. I tried to last as long as I could and given the cold, condom, and beer, it was a tremendous five minutes. I came in the condom, threw it in the bushes and put my pants back on; they were backwards. I was still nervous, excited. I was ecstatic but I couldn’t help but think that she wasn’t as into it as I. I wanted to do it with her over and over but I was actually more nervous around her afterward. We never had sex again and she broke up with me a couple of weeks later. I like to think back because she made it an incredible experience for me. I would have liked to have been honest and said, “I don’t know if I love you, but I want to make love to you.” I’ll never know if I would’ve gotten laid or had a better relationship.

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