Where it happened: his room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Being a 5’9″, long legged blond, I’m considered beautiful
but I’ve always been rather shy. I was a
straight A geek, and no one ever noticed my face or figure,
so you can guess I wasn’t your prom queen. I’m an artist
and I am also into heavy metal and hardcore music–Pantera,
Danzig, Slipknot currently–but back then I listened to
wuss bands like Metallica. After high school, I met a lot of
dudes who made it obvious they wanted to fuck me, but I was
still pretty timid and I wanted to fuck someone cool–not
another hillbilly like the ones I’d grown up with.
I was at Lollapalooza ’96 with some friends when I met
this great guy, who was 21. We lived only 50 miles away from
eachother, so we hung out together
a lot over the summer. He was a great looking guy with a
lot of body piercings, and I loved scaring my mother with
him. I was dying to have sex, I had read religiously all the
sex scenes in books since I was 13 so I could act cool and
desirable. I didn’t want “VIRGIN” stamped all over me. He
said he’d slept with one other girl, and I made up some
bullshit story about a high school boyfriend. So we were
over at his house one day, listening to NIN or something,
and I allowed him to push my tank top up and kiss my abdomen.
God you couldn’t imagine how taut and exciting it felt. My
whole body was suddenly aroused. He started brushing his
lips around the waistband of my short shorts and
undoing the buttons. I felt unbelievably hot and wet
between my legs–it made any of my previous daydreams pale
in comparison. He asked me if it was OK to take off my
shorts and I said yes. I watched him take off my sandals and
then slide my shorts down my hips and off of me. He
started tongueing and nuzzling me through my panties, until
I helped him pull them off as well. He then licked me
and I couldn’t believe the sensation. He stopped
and pulled off his t-shirt–one of his nipples was pierced
and he had a black Aztec design tattoed around it. After we
kissed more, I licked along his neck and down to his chest.
He grabbed my head and pulled my mouth towards his pierced
nipple. I began kissing and sucking at it and he asked me
to bite it. This really seemed to turn him on, but I have
to admit I was pretty nervous. I fumbled with the button on
his jeans, and slid my hand into his jeans and underwear
and started to rub him. I couldn’t believe how hot he felt,
and his dick was pressing upwards. He kept pushing my head
down gently, so I started pulling his pants and underwear
down and he took them the rest of the way off (he took off
his socks too!) I was licking his abdomen and rubbing his
dick and balls. Nervous as hell, I took his head into my
mouth and started going down on it. I then tried to
remember techniques I had read about in books (what a
geek!), still, he wasn’t complaining. I switched between
sucking him and twirling my tongue around the head and
sliding it up and down his shaft. This went on for awhile.
Then, he went to help me pull off my tank top. I undid my
bra–I was shy because I have a large chest–and he just
looked and said,”Wow, those are nice.” He started cupping
my breasts and licking the nipples. He sucked my nipples
as I laid down on the bed and arched my back at how good it
felt. His tongue then traced from my breasts down my torso
to my pubic hair, nibbling along the edge of my lips, until
he dragged his tongue back and forth on me. I locked my
fingers in his long black hair and let him do what he wanted
(what I wanted) until I came. I decided to take the
intitiative and asked if he wanted to have sex. He got this
big smile on his face and said sure. I laid down on the
bed again and didn’t watch as he put on a condom. He then
got on top of me and started kissing my neck. I tried to
relax as he spread my legs and slid his dick up and down my
lips. I was trying to hide the fear that I was going to
expose myself as a tall, chesty, blond V-I-R-G-I-N. He sank
his dick in me and I bit my lip from the pain. He whispered,
“Relax, relax,” and then tried to go in deeper. I felt
stretched and there was a tearing pain for a couple of
seconds, then as he kept going, it still hurt but not nearly
as bad. In some ways, the fullness was arousing in its
roughness. I gripped his arms and later bit my teeth into
his chest. He chuckled at that. After awhile, he started
tensing the muscles in his arms, and thrusting harder as he
breathed by my ear. Then he came, and rolled off of me. He
kissed my neck and back and traced his fingers up and down
my thigh. I asked if I could take a shower and he said I
could take anything I wanted. I was washing off, and I
felt bruised and tender between my legs–not the bloodied
horror I imagined previously. I heard the door open and he
said,”Need some help?” Which passed another pleasant and
educating half hour, although I was still nervous.
He and I dated for the rest of the summer, and I had
sex with him a few more times. Things got even better!
I broke up with him before I went back to college, but he
stays in my memory as a great tutor and a great lay.
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