Where it happened: his room in his rural home
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had just relocated to an extremely rural town from an upscale, urban city. This was in the middle of my freshman year. I was quite naive but I knew what sex was all about.
He was one of the first friends I made upon my relocation. He was 6’1″, 180 lbs, slightly muscular, dark brown hair, hazel eyes with an ample package. He was nearly four years older than me, but since I had some experience with older guys it was not such a shock. I had eyes for him the entire second semester that year. We had a class together and also rode the same bus. It was nothing for us to flirt during class, occasionally holding hands and hugging when the teacher wasn’t paying attention. He knew I had it for him and appeared quite flattered by the fact.– He was quite entertained to have me wrapped around his finger. It showed when he often embarrased me in public by his affectionate, flirting ways, not to mention suggestive, ways. When I was around him it was always an energizing, arousing experience even though I knew I was more or less a means for his entertainment. After school was out for the summer, we were in contact online. We had some rather naughty chats which included sharing intimate details of past relationships. He caught me slightly off guard one day, near the end of our summer break in August, when he discussed his penis measurements. He knew that he was quite well hung and feared that he was too much so for some gals.(Nice ploy, eh?) This fear was followed by photos of an instrument which looked like it belonged to maybe one of his African guy friends, but not to this red neck caucasin. After expressing this so-called concern of his to me, he recalled my inquires of wanting him to take me to town some time after receiving his driver’s license.(Again, nice ploy, eh?) So, it ended up, we arranged that he would pick me up at my place immediately on this early Sunday morning so he could model some his school new school clothes for me in person. (To a hormone induced, not much past 15 yr old girl this was quite a sweet offer.) I went outside, after giving notice to my ‘rents that I was going out with a few gal friends(yeah, right..) and waited for him to arrive. He arrived shortly after, curbing my fears that I was being lead on. We engaged in small talk during the ride over to his place. During the trip, I couldn’t help but think, “This is going to be the day, August 5th. I am going to loose my virginity.” Little did I realise the full extent to which I was going to be right. Upon arrival, he gave me a short tour of his home deep in the woods. His parents and his brother were out of town for the day. We had the entire place to ourselves. We ended up in his room looking at old photos. After some more small talk, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I was sitting next to this hot creature on his bed whom had tempted me for nearly half a year, all alone in the tranquility of his room. I made my move. I scooted closer to him and my arm around him and glanced into his eyes without saying a word. His gaze met mine. He whispered gently, “I can tell that you want to kiss me right now.” He was absolutely right. I kissed him gently on the cheek, next moving to his lips. He responded to the stimuli as we engaged in french kissing for atleast five minutes. All of my senses were in overdrive as he broke the kiss. He mentioned that he was tired and I agreed that I was tired as well. We took off our shoes after he had turned out the lights. Next, we scooted up on the bed and layed in each other arms for a minute. We kissed another minute or two, sucking on each others’ tongues. Again he broke the kiss and offered me a back massage. I agreed and he began to unbutton my blouse. I was extremely hot, wet and bothered by that point. He massaged my back as I layed belly down on the bed. He was absolutely wonderful at it. He asked me if any guy had ever done that to me before. I told him no. After massaging to my satisfaction, he layed back down the bed beside me. As he layed down, facing me, I could see his erection through his tight blue jeans. I placed my hands on his side and slid them down to start unbuttoning his jeans. After I undone them, he slid them off and took off his shirt. He unhooked my blue, satin bra while taking a moment to check out the view. My erect nipples upon my ample cleavage stood out before him. He next removed my jeans and thong. Placing his hands on my sides, he ran them up and down my curves starting around my breasts, down my back, and to my full, round buttocks. We next took a 69 position. I was on top, gently flicking my tongue around the head of his penis. He responded to my tongue movements by flicking his tongue over my moist labia and clit. We were getting into it, when we both suggested trying something more involved. He asked me what position I would like to try and I decided that I wanted to try it from behind. I though that it was a more natural position and during some personal experimentation I noticed that it gave easier access to my “g spot”. Before attempting this, I forced him to put on a condom. He got up from the bed and took one out of his drawer. While he was up I had a nice view of his muscular, well defined features including his perfect rear and pecks. After sucessfully putting on the condom, he returned to bed and gave me some more tongue and begin kissing my neck. I happened to glance down and saw his, what I predicted to be, 8″ standing tall with a circumference of a tube inside a roll of toilet paper. I got on my hands and knees with my buttocks spread. He started to slowly insert his stiff penis. My hymen broke without much trouble or pain, only a few drops of blood. It felt good as he went in deeper and started to sway his hips back and forth. I was tight, but as I relaxed my muscles things went smoother. I could hear him moaning and groaning
as I let some gasps of ecstacy through my lips. He was building closer to climax. Before he climaxed, we changed into a position where I was on top riding him. It felt even better as I was in control. Since I had not achived orgasm, he felt slightly guilty and withdrew before he came. We both lay on the bed exhausted. We masturbated for each other until climax, occasionally filling in for each other.
We finished with him laying on top of me, arms around each other frenching and twisting tongues. Afterwards, we took a nice shower together. Once we had both dried off and put our clothes back on he took me to town for some shopping. He embarrassed me to death by buying me some new lingerie.
I returned home early in the afternoon around 1 or 2. I couldn’t help but reminiss over the day’s events. It was a wonderful first experience, but I regret that was all that ever came of it. He never spoke to me again online, at school or otherwise. I felt used afterwards but I sure had fun. All in all, it wasn’t a bad one morning stand.
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