Where it happened: College friend's Dorm suite
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I grew up in a conservative Christian home, and for the longest time I planned on waiting until marriage, or at least until I was with the girl I planned to marry, to have sex. Well, after not having a girlfriend for three years of high school, I entered college. Six months pass, and I have plenty of female friends, but no girlfriend. So, I’m online one day, and I run into a friend I’d had a crush on during freshman year of high school. Her boyfriend had broken up with her a couple weeks before, over some stupid thing, so I tried to console her. Eventually we reached the topic of the crush I used to have, and how she gave me my first kiss. Continuing this line of conversation, she asked me if I was still a virgin. Slightly embarrassed, I admitted to being one, and gave the reasons of no girlfriend, and no friends who’d help me out in that respect. That’s when she told me that she would be more than happy to be the one to make me a man. A bit surprised, but emboldened by her declaration, I played along, but told her that I wasn’t really very big. We talked online each day, and eventually I made plans to visit her. A couple weeks after we had run into each other, I took a train to the college she’s going to in San Francisco. I’m greeted with a short, but soft and friendly kiss, her lips just as I remembered them. We spent the evening munching on pasta and cookies, watching movies, The Island being one of them. As it the movie went on we got more comfortable and began to lean on each other. When it ended, we let the TV run, and I began to trace my finger along her chest, rubbing my hand against her breasts every now and then. She wanted more, so she unclipped her bra and let me slide my hand up under it. I squeezed and pinched her breasts for at least five minutes, when she whispered “I’m so friggin’ horny” in my ear. I took my cue and we began to help each other remove our clothes. She lay down along her couch, and I slid on top of her, covering the both of us with a blanket in case her roommate had to go to the bathroom or something. She had been on the pill for a long time, so I didn’t even bother to bring a condom. As I went to enter her, it seemed a little harder than I expected to get inside, but she helped me with her hand a bit. She winced once I was inside and I stopped, not wanting to hurt her. All she said was, “Believe me, you are not small. You’re good-sized.” Encouraged, I pushed in more, until I was as far as I could go. I checked with her once more, and when she nodded, I began to thrust steadily. Her breath was loud in my ear, as I pushed heavily in and out. I stayed at a pretty average pace, wanting to make sure she enjoyed it as well, but then she murmured “Faster” between breaths, and I obeyed. She was really wet, but tight, and so it wasn’t thirty seconds before I felt my orgasm coming. I hit my peak, breath coming out raggedly as I continued to pump through my climax. I kept pushing even when I was done, to make sure she got off as well, but I began to get soft, so I slowed down.
“When did you get off?” she asked me.
“After you said to go faster,” I responded.
“Oh yeah? Then we probably did about the same time,” she said.
I laughed. “Good. I wanted to be sure you enjoyed it.”
She smiled at me. “I did.”
Then we began to dress, and had to flip over the couch cushion because of the obviously-shaped stain we had left. Her roommates never found out.
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