Where it happened: Dorm Room Futon
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I honestly don’t remember my first time, I was raped when I was ten years old and I think that has made me more open with all my boyfriends. I am by no means a whore, it took almost a year to trust my first boyfriend enough to have sex with him. He wasn’t anything special, about a month after we had sex he dumped me. Honestly I don’t remember the first time with him, but I will never forget my first time with my current boyfriend. We started to get to know each other through a game night my friend’s neighbor had, and from there it just flew. He asked me to add him on Facebook, so I did and we talked every night for a whole week. We spent anywhere from four to six hours on the computer each night. I told him about my horrifying rape story, and he had a few stories of abuse from his parents to relate. We have pretty much everything in common, from movie interests to music he knows me better than anybody. When we were watching a scary movie and he pretended to be scared and threw his arms around me. After that he sniffed and petted my hair a lot, but I can’t say I didn’t like it. Keep in mind this is still before we even kissed. My room mate left and after the movie got over he asked me if he could kiss me. I turned myself around and kissed him. It started as just a kiss, but it progressed to heavy petting. He knew I was very sensitive about my body since my last boyfriend, so he was careful not to make me uncomfortable. He asked me if it was okay to take my shirt off and then my bra and he continued to kiss every inch of my stomach. This was about when I realized I should give my room mate a heads up so I texted her and locked the door. When I turned around he was on his knees at just about my waist level. He then asked me if it was ok to take of my pants, I responded with a definite yes. He unbuttoned them and laid me carefully back onto the futon. He kissed all around my waist and legs and gave me a brief foot massage. Then, he proceeded to ask me if it was ok to take off my underwear. He started to eat me out, and when I asked him later he swore he had very little experience in it but let me tell you it was amazing. He added in fingers after awhile and after I had my first official orgasm I realized he was hard. I didn’t want to leave him like so I asked him this time if he was ok with going further. He took a condom out of his wallet and put it on. He laid me down carefully yet again and asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. At this point, I was never more sure of anything in my life. He insisted that he should have to do more work than I did, even though I had still done nothing at this point. A half hour and three orgasms later I realized he was tired and sweaty, so I suggested I be on top, he complied. Even now, he still wanted to do all the work. He positioned me and thrusted so perfectly I had yet another orgasm. He insisted in switching back because I looked tired, I did not argue. I am glad he did this because when he started to get a rhythm he realized how wide spread my legs were and thought I looked like I was in pain, he put both of my legs up over his shoulders and went so deep. At this point my juices were all over my clitoris and I could feel my clit sticking to the base of his penis every time he went at an outwards motion, it was simply mind blowing. After another hour of pure ecstasy we decided we were both tired and thirsty, so he stopped never once thinking about himself and he did not get off either. I only think he lasted that long because he is uncircumsized, but that is ok with me because he rocks my socks every time we get alone time.
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