Where it happened: On a Playground
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My first time was incredibly unexpected. I had just turned thirteen, and had been accepted into a summer athletic program a few states away. I was a gymnast – he was a swimmer.
It was the first night there, and everyone was at dinner, except me. I…didn’t exactly eat a whole lot. My coach put alot of pressure on us to be skinny, and the easiest way (for me) was too skip eating. I think the only thing I’d eaten that day was half a low-fat yogurt and a bite of banana. Still – I had an amazing body to show for it – 30B chest, slim legs, and long blonde hair.
I had kind of met Derrick on the plane – he lived around 60 miles south of Seattle, where I was from. We had laughed and talked and flirted – and I was into him. A lot.
I was wearing bright pink short-shorts, flipflops, and a white babydoll top when he caught up to me.
“I’ve been thinking about you,” he said, in his amazingly sexy voice. He had messy dark hair and eyes that pierced mine. I blushed, continuing to walk down the sidewalk – I’d been heading to the playground, where I wouldn’t be disturbed in my nightly routine of 200 crunches.
“Uh, me too,” I said, cursing myself for not being smoother.
“You heading to the playground?” he asked.
“Yeah…”
“That’ll work.” i wondered what that meant, but kept quiet until we had reached the playground, bathed in darkness.
“Perfect,” said Derrick, before grabbing me and thrusting his tongue in my mouth. Before long, I was up against some bars and we were kissing feverishly, my hands in his hair, his hands…snaking towards my boobs. He kneaded them insistently, his kisses hot and wild. I was amazingly excited, aroused, turned on…and I was getting wet. My body surged with heat and lust. Even though I was thirteen, I knew about sex. And I knew…what might happen…and I didn’t care. I was excited.
I pulled away and climbed up some plastics steps to a small platform surrounded by plastic panels, and we resumed. He was a little taller than me, so I could feel his bulge gently grazing my stomach as he continued to kiss and press against me. My hands dropped…and grabbed it. He stiffened…then resumed his task with fevor, thrusting me harder against the bars, kneading my boobs more insistently. I squeezed and stroked his shaft, panting, before standing on tiptoe to rub it in the ^ between my legs. Instantly,he ripped my shirt in half and pulled my bra over my head, his mouth going to one boob as he slipped a hand inside my shorts. His fingers were instantly drenched with wet.
“Yes..oh god…baby,” he groaned, half throwing me on a slide and yanking off his jeans. I could see his erection very clearly through his boxers…and for a moment I was scared. THen he was on top of me, and I couldn’t think. He rubbed and kneaded and licked and fingered me until I was crazy with excitement, my hands running crazily over his chest and balls and shaft. With a moan he freed his cock and I pulled away.
“Derrick, that’s not gonna fit in me!” I cried, panting from the surge of lust and arousal that washed over me. It was probably only 4 inches, but…
“That won’t be a problem,” he growled, suddenly kicking off his shorts and thrusting into me.
I screamed with pain and pleasure as he throbbed inside me, bucking and arching with abandon.
“Oh godd. Oh god, Derrick. Harder, Faster, GOD!”
We shuddered with orgasm and as he collapsed, weight pressing me into the cool plastic slide, I thought about we’d done.
“You just…fucked me, Derrick.”
His cock slowly stiffened.
“Let’s see if I can do it twice.”
I know it seems impossible…but we did it again. Two times again, actually. And then two days after that, on the soccer field. And then a few days after that in his dorm room, me tied to the bed. I know I was thirteen…but it felt good. Really good. And I was aroused.
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