Where it happened: the local park
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It was with my first girlfriend that I discovered the fruits of love and passion.We were both 14 and I was a virgin though I believed Claire had a bit more experience.I was sexually immature while Claire had a full breast and the body of a woman.We were kissing and necking up against a fence in the park and I was feeling up her breasts over her silky bra.I could feel her nipples were hard and while this excited me greatly I longed to get my hands down her knickers and discover what to me seemed to be the promised land.I eventually moved my hand down over her stomach and under the waist line of her tight jeans to the top of the elastic of her breafs.Anxiously awating an objection I stroked across the top with my trembling hand only to realise that my excitement seemed to be mutual and I could perhaps go further by unbuttoning her jeans.My nervous tention was making my breathing heavy and French kissing became difficult for me but Claire seemed to take it in her stride,managing the odd giggle in between these cute little moans while we kissed.I moved for the stiff button of her jeans and with some difficulty managed to free it with a significant pop,now with just 3 inches of zip in between me and what I so eagerly desired,my pace naturally quickened and the sound of its descent seemed music to my innocent ears.Now I could get my four fingers under the elastic and feel for the first time the soft flat curls of her pubes,I was in a state of high excitement,however it all seemed like another of many steps to heaven,I knew there was a hole somewhere down there and this had to be my goal.While I longed to finger her properly the jeans were still proving to be a stubborn barrier and me being too proud to ask for any form of help it was with great relief that Claire evetually eased the jeans over her bottom and onto her outer thighs with her thumbs to allow me a less restricted access and the extra 2 inches to her opening and WOW!!What I found I will never forget.A dripping wet,warm and soft place which has had me hooked and fascinated with this most wonderfull of god’s creations ever since.I pushed the palm of my hand firmly against her pubic bone and manouvered a finger inbetween her labia and over what felt like a wet slug continuing to “feed the pony” while passionately kissing Claire and sucking in her little gasps of delight.I remember being so surprised that the hole was that low down.I would later study my digits,smelling and licking her dry juices off my middle fingers,it reminded me of licking an envelope while the smell I thought was a bit like a faint whiff of Marmite.My hard-on was now causing me great discomfort in my pants and one way or another I felt something had to give.We had spoken about sex without conclusion but with my foreplay proving something of a success I felt now had to be “my time” if ever there was one.I asked if she wanted to come into the woods accross the way,she asked if I had any condoms and I assured her I had come prepared.I remember that walk,hand-in hand with me trembling uncontrollably and trying to pretend I was not nervous just a little cold.after what seemed like a lifetime we made it into a clearing and kissed a while before I lay her down on top of my jacket and eased off her jeans and knickers to get the first look at my target,I stroked it up and down but time seemed of the esscence and I could waste no more,afterall an interuption could prove fatally cruel.With her top still on,this was not going to be romantic,this was raw animal lust,I took my trousers down and kneeled in between her legs while fumbling with a condom wrapper,eventually rolling the rubber over my shaft and laying over her body,probing with out the use of my hands at anything that would make my cock feel a bit more encased.Needless to say this part did not go too smoothely and Claire decided to save her bum cheeks further battering by putting her hand down and providing the guidance I needed,feeling that warmth on my helmet I slowly pushed in a little more each thrush until I was completely emmersed in the chasm where previously only my right hand had been,Claire gasped and appeared to adjust her pelvis to accomodate further and I was finally fulfilling that obsession that had seemed to be taking over my adolescent mind.I would n’t come,I could n’t come,so I pumped mechanically for maybe 10 minutes,with Claire bucking slightly against my thrusts until she appeared to stiffen like a board before shuddering with a loud gasp and releasing a trickle of warm fluid all over my cock.I carried on poling until I thought it was time to stop before kissing her passionatly as a way of saying thankyou and getting dressed.I recall making some kind of joke about not getting any leaves in her underwear or her Mum might find out what we’d been up to.I think to this day my sexual immaturity worked in my favour and made my first time that much better,for if my encounter would have been a year later I’d have only managed two pumps and a sqirt.We carried on seeing each other and having sex before eventually drifting apart but I will never forget her,afterall she had put me into that exclusive club that would only get better.
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