Where it happened: home
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Jay and I had been friends for some time. About a year and a half I would guess. He was really good looking. But I didn’t notice this until he started hooking up with my best friend. She insisted it was nothing and that he was hooking up with three other girls. I believed it because he was just that kind of guy. I (against my own better judgement ’cause I usually hate guys that regard sex as a game) started to like him. I could never see why and i would get so mad at myself. But whatever. I liked him.
As fate would have it, my friend moved away. We hung out a couple of times after that and flirted insanely but it felt so wrong. Long story short- we stopped talking. All was well until his parents bought a house in my neighborhood.
We started talking again but this time was different. He was more fearless and didn’t hide the fact that he wanted me. It was easier to speak to him via internet than face to face ’cause everytime I saw him he would do this stupid grin and I would forget what I was thinking.
The third time we hung out he made a move on me. He opened my side of the door and helped me out of the car. He pulled me close and gave me a look. I knew he was going to kiss me. And he did. He was the best kisser I had ever kissed and I knew there wasnt going to be any turning back. So our kissing progressed into making out on our beds which led to hand up the shirt and down the pants from both sides. Everytime we would get close I would stop it because I was afraid.
Luckily one day at school I started talking about sex with some extremely hot guys at school. After talking about it with such cute guys I was really turned on and knew that if I were to hop in a bed with Jay it would happen. It felt like a miracle when my mom called me when I was driving home from school to inform me that her and my dad were leaving and wouldn’t be home for the rest of the night.
I raced home, took a shower and invited Jay over. He had also taken a shower so when I had hugged him he smelled of soap and I kissed him hard because nothing is sexier than smelling nice.
He grinned that stupid grin and asked what had gotten into me. I was feeling bold and rather light headed and whispered into his ear “Nothing yet.” His expression was priceless and I led him upstairs to my bedroom. I pushed him on my bed and started to kiss him and rip off his clothes. He returned the favor and before I knew it we were both clothing-less. He stared at my body for a minute before kissing every part of it from my waist up and finally reached my ear. “You’re beautiful” He whispered. I reached for him and guided his penis in me. It hurt and it was akward for about five minutes(or so it felt) before I started to get the hang of it. After a while I pushed him over and got on top of him. I didn’t realize it could be such an art.
He was amazing and beatiful and I will never forget him.
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