I was 17 and had not been very successful with girls in the past. That aside, I had a few close calls, if you know what I mean, as well; but nothing could compare to the massive crush I had on this girl. I had liked her since the eighth grade, but I had never gotten the balls to ask her out. I tried to move on, going out with other girls, but it wasn’t the same: I just didn’t feel like I really liked them. Then there she was, always popping into my mind when I was in my car, making out with a girlfriend. It was like I was trying to tell myself that she was the one. She was 17 like me, and as far as I knew we shared a lot of common interests, but that’s corny. I had come so close to having sex with one of my other girlfriends, and this created a kind of lust, deep within my soul. That’s too deep lol, it’s not like I would I would go out and rape someone to quench it, but you know what I mean. But anyway, let’s dispense with the bull. One day I finally worked up the courage to ask her out, this was during the summer before senior year started by the way. To my extreme surprise, she said yes. It began with dirty texting, which went on for the entire summer. But, she wasn’t the type of girl to want such a thing, so I was very confused. One of my close friends and I would always sit down every Friday night and just talk; about girls, you name it, we talked about it. One day, he mentioned how he had just had sex with his girlfriend, and went into great intricacies describing it to me. Which was kind of creepy, but he kept pressuring me to do the same with my girlfriend. One day at school while talking with her at lunch, one of her friends jokingly brought up the thought of us having sex, as a way to tease us. We were both pretty embarrassed. Later that day, I got a text from her saying that she was lonely, and wanted to see me. This got me a little nervous, as you might imagine. But I asked my mom if I could “go out with some friends” and she said yes. When I got there, the house was empty except for her, and me. She was sitting on the couch watching some TV, and patted the cushion next to her. I awkwardly sat down, and no one said anything for quite a while. Then, all of the sudden, she whirled around, and started to fiercely kiss me; the kind of deep, intense kiss that you always see in the movies. This got me very excited, and I could already feel my dick start to stiffen. In our efforts, we managed to move over to the living room, and she pressed me up against the wall. Putting her arms around me, she pressed herself up against me, tightly. I could feel her warmth, her massive boobs pressed up against my chest. My hand slipped down to below her tight ass. We were both breathing heavily, and I managed to hear her mutter “I’ve been wanting to do this since eighth grade”, then with a sigh of pleasure, I agreed. She started to rip my jeans down, and I took her shirt off. Moments later, all she was wearing was a determined stare. She pressed herself back up against me, and we fell back against the couch. I flipped her on her back, and with a devious smile, I felt her take hold of my dick, and slowly insert it in her wet pussy. It was the greatest feeling that I’ve ever felt. The moment I entered her, she let out a loud moan of pleasure. Then she wrapped her arms and legs around me, bringing me in even deeper. Then we began. For the next 20 or thirty minutes, we slowly thrust in and out of each other; she matched my rhythm perfectly with her hips. She orgasmed several times during the entire process, with a massive sigh, and a slight quickening of the pace. I have no idea how I lasted so long, but eventually, I began to give in. Just before I climaxed, I doubled our pace, and started gripping her much tighter than before. And with one huge grunt, I let it all deep into her. It was better than I could have imagined.. For the longest time, we just sat in each other’s arms, still naked. It was then that I realized just how much I loved her, and she me. We were both sad to stop, but I had to go before my mom would start going crazy. This didn’t hasten our relationship in anyway, as we got together every time we could to have sex, but we always used condoms from then on. If anything, it helped us get closer to one another. Before we went off to college, I rented a cheap motel room, and we fucked all day, and night. We had sex for three hours straight, and did all sorts of other foreplay. But with Christmas break fast approaching, I can’t wait to see what’ll happen.
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