Where it happened: Her dorm room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
My girlfriend and I had been going out for about 4 months. We had started dating just before Christmas, and by New Years, I knew in my heart that we were going to get married. I had dated lots of girls throughout High School, but had never gone beyond your basic heavy petting. In fact, I had always thought I would wait until I got married before “it” happened. I guess it was a matter of principle, plus, I didn’t ever want the first time to be just one in the list of many “firsts.” I wanted it to be special.
We met during my Junior year in College. She was a Sophomore at our relatively conservative school which had lots of rules we managed to break: open door policy, no alcohol on campus and definitely NO SLEEPING OVER! Yeh, well, that was the big one we broke. For a while, though, things moved smoothly from heavy petting and finger-fucking, into oral sex, but nothing further. She went down on me the first time in her parents’ basement and I was in heaven! The way she rolled her tongue across my 7 1/2″ cock, sucked my balls, and engulfed the shaft made me erupt with pleasure I had never experienced before! And she always knew how to keep me going for a long time – stopping and teasing just before I came. When I did finally come, I shot load after load into her throat and she swallowed every last drop. She had apparently done this before but who really cares anyway?! Well, I couldn’t let this marvelous deed go by without some return action of my own. First I would run my fingers through her fiery red pussy hair, teasing my way around her lips, brushing her clit ever so slightly. I finger or two would delve into her hole, as I would begin thrusting with one finger, then two. As her hips started thrusting, her ass came off the bed and I stopped. Hey, I can tease too! Then I moved down across her small, but mouthful size tits, taking care to nibble in each one as I passed. I had never had the opportunity to lick a woman’s pussy before – sure I had licked some juice off my fingers once in a while, but never direct licking. This was new territory to me, but I seemed to be a natural. The smell and taste were intoxicating, and as I spread her snatch with my thumbs, I focussed in on her engorged clit. Apparently, I hit the mark because it wasn’t long before she was moaning and shuttering in a mind-blowing orgasm. We’d lie together in afterglow, just enjoying each other’s presence. No nee to go any further….I thought.
A few months later, there was a health fair at school. One of the vendors was giving out colored condoms. I remember her telling me she got a couple green ones which I thought nothing of – I mean I was happy doing what we were doing, and besides most of the condoms got blown up into balloons anyway. Then it happened. I had snuck into her room that night – as I had done often enough. We fell asleep in each others’ arms naked and happy after some usual oral loving. As we awoke to pick up where we left off, I grew harder and she grew wetter. Then, as I was nibbling between her legs, licking her nectar as I had so many times before, I found myself saying, “too bad you don’t still have that green thing.” She was surprised, but probably not as much as I was. So much for waiting, but I figure I was bound to marry her anyway, so what the heck. She responded by saying she did still have the green thing, and I watched as her glorious, naked, athletic, and dripping body walked across the room to retrieve the condom. She ripped it open, and slowly rolled it onto my shaft – which almost made me blow my load there! I knelt between her legs as she asked if I was sure, then slowly began easing my green cock into her red pussy. I slid in no problem and we slowly began to get into a rhythm. “Oh yeh, I’m sure,” I mumbled as our juices began mixing. My balls would slap against her ass, and I could hear her pussy juicing up with every thrust. I’d take msyelf almost al the way out, flick her clit with head, and slam it back into her, then it was time. I was a gentleman and made sure she came at least a few times before it was my turn, but soon I was pumping fast and furious, in and out, balls slapping, juice squirting, sweat dripping until it was time. As she moaned and screamed under her breath in her final orgasm of the morning, I could feel the cum bursting from the tip of my dick, and filling the green thing to its limit. I collapsed thoroughly drained, and the both of us smiling from ear to ear, amid whispers of “I love you.”
That was 11 years ago. We’re married now and have two wonderful kids. They say that the sex life dwindles after children, but hey it doesn’t have too. She can still blow me in a way that I could swear I was actually deep inside her pussy! We’ve moved on to other things too. She loves to use the tip of my cock to get herself off, and sometimes as I’m licking her clit, I’ll stop and let her finish herself off. I love to watch as she climaxes without my touch, and I lick her juices from her fingers when we’re done. I convinced her to let me shave her pussy a while back and there ain’t nothing better than lickin’ a newly shaved, smooth as silk pussy and watching the juice flow freely! I shaved my cock, too, and I found out I was wrong. Slamming a bald dick, into a bald pussy is a feeling that everyone should experience! I joke about bringing another dimension into our lives in the form of a third party – another woman. Just the thought of two woman running their tongues up both sides of my dick gets me hard. But in reality, who really needs someone else? I think we both have everything we can handle, and we will for a long, long time!
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