Where it happened: boyfriend's room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I know, I’m still a virgin but I don’t have anyone to tell this to, and I think it counts a little.
I was with my (first and only) boyfriend and we have usual chain of events that results in us cuddling naked in his room. It’s the most wonderful loving thing to sit with him wrapped in blankets against the cold and just cuddle and kiss and touch each other’s body. Normally I’ll touch his junk a bit and he kind of rubs my… lady bits(yeah, I’m a bit of a priss maybe) a little on the outside but it had been getting more intense lately. It started like normal, we joked and played and flirted always acting like the five years we both are on the inside despite the act that we’re both adults and have been dating for two years. Anyway, we kiss a lot, and watch some tv, kiss some more. About half an hour before I have to be home (because I still live with my super strict parents) he mentions that we have to get ready soon and of course in response we both dive under the covers of his bed and make out. Our hands were all over, it was crazy and delicious and hot (yes a bit sweaty but if you’re not making yourselves warm you’re doing it wrong.) He kissed from my mouth all over my breasts down my belly and then back up to nibble my ear hard which drives me crazy. I take hold of his junk and rub all over soft slow. we go back to making out and I switch back and forth from rubbing to running my hands all over him. He has his hands all over me too, slowly he makes his way around my thigh I open it up a little to help as he tries to figure out where exactly he’s touching me. He had entered me once before but we were both kind of weirded out because it was so new for both of us, so it was like nothing even. But this time he seemed to really go at it I was so wet and he was rock hard in my hands. It felt so good, his finger big and warm inside me. It hurt a little but not really, more in a good way. He kept changing between going fast and slow and hard and soft, sometimes sliding out and rubbing around me. We both were breathing super heavy but held our mouths together even when we couldn’t focus on the kiss and we just breathed as one. He came next to me, he doesn’t usually cum so much because there’s not as much stroking but it wasn’t as gross as I thought it would be. It was actually kind of sexy feeling it hit the side of my leg and hip a little. Everything we were doing felt good and natural, so much the opposite of what most people hear about these things when growing up. He had kind of stopped when he came he kissed me a little and pulled out his hand I don’t blame him, and it was time for me to go anyway.
we hugged and kissed and made our way to our clothes we talked about how we both wanted to stay and not move, and he tugged at my jeans when they were back on and handed me my bag as I grabbed my coat wrapping his arms around me tight as we walked up stairs. He’s always like that always hugging and holding me, keeping me safe. I know that when we do give in and make love it will be perfect. Not movie perfect, but completely trusting and warm and safe.