Where it happened: Boyfriend's apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My name is Jennifer and I’m 33 years old. I had my first time at age 19, a little later than others on this site. I’m around 5’8″, blonde hair, blue eyes, and slender. I have small breasts and was a little self conscious of that, even contemplating getting implants so guys would notice. Anyway on to the story.
Back in the early 1990s before the internet took off, we had dialup BBS systems we’d logon to and post messages back and forth. I started corresponding with a 25 year old guy about a TV show we both liked, then we started talking about other things. We then decided to meet in person, meeting at a shopping mall. We hit it off and started dating as regularly as we could, as we were both going to school and working.
One Saturday night we’d gone to dinner and a movie and went back to his apartment. He had a one room apartment, with a queen size bed at one end. I had a soda and he had a beer, and we talked for a little while and he told me I how much I meant to him, and I told him I loved him. I also told him about my self consciousness about my breast size, and he said it didn’t matter and that men who thought it did weren’t good enough for me. That made me feel a little less self conscious about it, which was a nice feeling.
After a little more talking, we started kissing, with our tongues dancing with each other. We then walked over to and sat down on his bed, and started kissing there at one point with him on top of me. We sat up again, and he did something no guy had tried to do. I was wearing a tank top with a sweater that was like a net over it and a miniskirt. He then tried to pull the sweater up over my head, and I lifted my arms so he could get it off, then he threw it over a chair.
We kissed and hugged some more, with him feeling me up and it felt good. I had never been felt up before, and it felt good with him running his fingers on the outline of my nipples. He tried pulling my tank top over my head. I hesitated at first, then I let him do it and I was sitting there, in my bra and miniskirt. He pulled his shirt off too and we hugged and kissed some more. He reached behind me and undid my bra, and I stretched out my arms and let it slide off. I had never been topless with a guy before, so I was a little nervous. He hugged me and the feeling of his skin against mine was just so awesome.
Then he went down and started sucking my nipples. That had never happened before either, and my body started to tingle while he was doing it. He reached behind me and unzipped my miniskirt and at that moment, I was feeling a little nervous, but wanted it to go on. I stood up and it fell to the ground and then sanity briefly set back in. I asked him if he had protection and he pulled some condoms out of the table next to his bed. I was paralyzed at that moment, not knowing what to do next, not knowing if I should go on or stop.
He then dropped his pants and underwear to the floor, revealing his erect penis to me. I had never seen a real one before, and asked him if I could touch it. He said yes, and I ran my hand along it. It felt sort of like hard rubber, and I thought it was kind of big, around 7 or 8 inches.
At that point I took my panties down and we climbed into bed together. He was on top of me and we hugged and kissed, with his hands all over my body. He then put on a condom and unlike in the movies, where the guy climbson top of the girl, he guided his penis into me with his hand. It hurt when it first penetrated for the first few seconds then after that, it started feeling good. As he began thrusting, it felt incredible. My body was tingling all over, the pleasure was getting more and more intense, with us both breathing heavy and at one point I was saying “Yes, yes” and “don’t stop.” I started to feel like I was convulsing, with my hips thrusting upward, wrapping my legs around him, and hugging him tighter against me. Then I climaxed, with an intense inrush of pleasure, then I felt totally relaxed and didn’t want to move. My limbs were like wet noodles. I had never felt so relaxed in my life. We cuddled up together and he said “I love you” and said “I love you too.” We fell asleep in each others’ arms, and it was wonderful.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of his coffee maker dripping. We had coffee and he made me breakfast, eggs, toast, bacon, etc. and we talked about how we didn’t want to lose what we had together.
He wanted to clean up before going back out so he went to take a shower and asked if I wanted to join him! I was a bit shocked but figured why not. We got into the shower and washed each other and hugged and kissed a few times, and he even felt me up a little. After we dried off and got dressed, he took me home. My parents were mad at me for staying out all night, but I didn’t care.
Several months later when I was 20 we were married. Both sets of parents were opposed because of my age, so we eloped to Vegas. We’ve been married 13 years now, and are both very happy.
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