Where it happened: My house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
This isn’t about my first time. However, I was the first for a very special guy.
I had just gotten engaged and was planning to move away from home when we were married. The guy, I’ll call him Tom, was an old boyfriend who was still in love with me, despite the fact that I was engaged. I had been having sex with guys and girls since I was 16. He had never had sex, and said he was waiting for someone very special. Just a few weeks before I was scheduled to leave, Tom came to my house. We had dinner and afterwards we sat on the sofa to talk. He was upset because I was leavving him and leaving home. I told him I was sorry to have to hurt him, but I was promised to someone else. Then I said, “I have never refused to do anything for you.”
He seemed pensive for a few moments, then replied, “There’s one thing I never could ask for.” I knew what he meant immediately. I looked at the engagement ring on my finger, then looked at Tom. I bent over and kissed him. I was saying I couldn’t for so many reasons; but as I said these things, I slid across the sofa and sat in his lap facing him. His long fingers caressed my body and I felt like I was somewhere else; like someone else had taken control. I could feel the bulge in his pants growing under me. I unbuttoned my pants, and instead of reaching down the front as most guys would do, he slid his hands up and down my buttocks and I could feel the sweat on the small of my back rolling down between my cheeks. He kissed me and fondled my behind for several minutes before I suggested we move to somewhere more comfortable.
I was still in the process of moving, so my bed was gone. I had been sleeping on some blankets rolled up on the floor. He was trembling as he lay down on the blankets and watched me take off my clothes. I moved beside him and we continued our lovemaking with him still fully clothed. He even had his shoes on! I didn’t want to waste a minute. I felt possessed by the feel of him and the smell of him. He pulled down his pants to his knees and was amazed to find that Tom, a thin, lanky guy that most people would consider small, had an enormous penis. When he slid into me, I thought I was going to explode. I whispered one word: incredible. He pushed against me with a slow, rythmic motion that I never would have expected for his first time. We made love for what seemed to be hours. I wanted him to come so badly, but he was still going. It was then that I started to think of my fiance and what I was doing. I moaned with pleasure between each “stop” until finally he pulled out of me. He looked tired and he moved down so his face was brushing my lips. He kissed and licked my now wet vulva. Finally, exhausted, he lay next to me. We talked some more and he begged me not to go, but the wheels were already in motion. I saw him a couple of weeks later, on the night before I left, and I asked him if he wanted to finish what we started. His answer surprised me. He said that by not finishing, we had asked a question that had not yet been answered. He said that someday, down the roads of our lives, we may meet again and answer that question.
I already know what the answer will be.
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