Where it happened: Girlfriend's House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
J and I had been dating for most of our senior year, and Prom was coming up. We had been on kind of a break, but we got back together after I snuck over to her house one night, took her for a walk on the beach nearby, and asked her to go to the dance with me. A blowjob in the car after we got back from the beach, before she snuck back into the house sealed the deal. We still hadn’t fucked yet though.
The dance came and went with no further developments. We spent the night at a friend’s house with a bunch of folks, so there was really no “alone” time… not to mention my friend’s little sister was there, and she was all up on me the whole night. I ended up hooking up with her a few years later, when I was in college and she was a senior.
Back to J though… it was a random Saturday afternoon near the end of the school year, and I called to see if we could get together. She said sure, but she was feeling sick and didn’t want to go out. So I picked up a movie – “Casablanca,” my favorite – and some ice cream for us to share. She answered the door in short little jean shorts and a baggy white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled, so when she lifted her arms, you could catch a glimpse of her bra. She wrapped her arms around me and whispered in my ear that her parents weren’t at home. “Hope you don’t mind getting sick, too,” she said, and then kissed me hard with such passion that the outline of my dick clearly became visible pushing through my shorts.
J had always been a great cock-handler. The first time we made out, she grinded me so hard with her ass that I came all over my shorts. At first she didn’t know what had happened, but then she figured it out and smiled approvingly. Shortly after that, she was sucking my cock with regularity, and loved swallowing my load, or getting it all over her face and hair. She wasn’t a slut by any means, but she loved my cock.
As we watched the movie, she sat on the couch with me on the floor in front of her. She gently fondled my ears and neck, and it didn’t take long before neither of us cared much who the hell Ingrid Bergman ended up with. My cock was still hard as a rock, and I leaned my head backward to kiss her upside down. As I turned my body around to get join her on the couch, I noticed that the crotch of her shorts was wet. We made out on the couch for quite some time, and I ran my hand up her shorts, feeling her sweet juices flow freely from her nubile pussy. I slid my finger inside her, pulled it out, and tasted her nectar.
“I’m ready, B,” she said, and then stood up and led me upstairs to her bedroom. We undressed each other and stood looking at our naked bodies, contemplating the act we were able to endeavor into together, her pale nipples perking upward, my comically hard cock ready to burst.
She laid down on her canopy bed, and pulled me toward her. She grabbed my cock and slid it into her wet cunt as gently as possible. It was incredibly tight, but we made it work and soon we were pulsing together, while Seal sang “Kiss From a Rose” softly on the radio. I was so horny by this point that I soon exploded inside her pussy. I pulled out, but surely a great deal of cum ended up inside her. The rest made a neat pool on her stomach.
After that we always made sure to be safe and use condoms, and we experimented more until I had to leave for college during the summer.
J and I have since drifted apart, and we each have families of our own. But I hope that she remembers her first time with the same fondness that I do.
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