Where it happened: my bed
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My boyfriend and the love of my life asked me out on November 17th, 2007. I said yes, of course. As our relationship progressed over the next few months, I fell in love with him. He made me dinner, kissed my hands, treated my friends well, and charmed my parents. Of course, our relationship was well-rounded, in that after seeing movies and smoking weed we would go to my house and have a session of mutual masturbation. The first time I went to give him a handjob (I was much more experienced than he was), he stopped me and told me that he had had a surgery when he was younger that made his dick curve a little bit… I didn’t mind at the time.. Although that time he was nervous and couldn’t finish, despite my hard efforts. However, we kept trying, and soon enough he was spurting cum all over my couch. He had a magic touch from playing varsity tennis and clarinet, and could get me off almost immediately when he touched me through my 7 For All Mankind jeans. I was petite, 5′ 4”, 110 pounds, small breasts, a shaved box. I was style-conscious, and if I must say… gorgeous. He was thin, a few inches taller than I was, with dark hair. He spoke fluent French, as did I, which excited both of us. He would finger me on my couch, my futon, my bed, my sister’s bed, my living room floor, my door… anywhere, really… we were so in love and so into each other. The first time we had sex was on February 14th, three months after we got together. we were sitting on my bed, when we began making out. As usual, his hand slipped down to my shirt, rubbing my breasts firmly before taking them out of my bra and sucking my nipples hard enough so I was moaning. He slipped my tank top straps off my shoulders after unzipping my navy Juicy Couture jacket. I was lying, prostrate, on my bed… his touch always incapacitated me. he kissed his way down my perfectly flat stomach to the top of my V. He unexpectedly put two fingers into my wet hole and moved them around, driving me crazy so I was moaning his name. I had to kiss his lips, his neck, his other head… I was going down on him as fast as I could, hungry for his cock to explode in my mouth, when he gently pulled me off, whispering my name. He laid me down on my bed, reached over to my bedside table where he knew I kept my condoms, and ripped open a Durex. As he slid it on, I felt like I couldn’t contain myself. When he finally got down on top of me, and thrust forward and up to my cervix, I gave a little gasp of surprise, pain, and ecstasy. He smiled at me, and kissed me on the nose, with a murmured ‘I love you’, and continued to thrust. As he worked above me, I whimpered and pushed back against his big 8” dick. As it turned out, its slight curvature made it hit my g-spot just right, maximizing my pleasure. I was so wet, it was like someone had opened a floodgate inside of me and let out all this natural lubricant. He kept going, and I felt like something was growing inside of me, til he groaned and I felt his cum flood out into the condom. He thrust a few more times until he went limp in me. Afterwards, he held me, softly kissing my neck. I love him.
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