Where it happened: college
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I’ll never forget the first time I had sex. I was 17 years old-a little late, I know, but as I was about to find out, it was well worth the wait. In high school, I was really shy when it came to sex. It wasn’t that I was an ugly duck or anything-in fact, I fancy myself rather good looking, standing 6-foot-2, 185 pounds with broad shoulders, brown curly hair, hazel eyes and a nice smile-it’s just that I always had a hard time moving from third base to home. My fall semester in college-a small, private liberal arts college in the South-did little to change this. I was with a few girls, even given and received oral sex on several occasions, Yet, there was something about penetration that escaped me. Maybe I was too shy, maybe it was the AIDS thing, maybe I hadn’t met the right woman. Then it happened. Winter term. I had met and talked to her before. But there was something different this time. She was Asian American, though the Asian in her was more a mystery than a calling card. She stood 5-foot-7, weighed about 110. And she had the most incredible breasts I’d ever seen. They weren’t enormous-just the kind you wanted to touch, to taste. We started small talk about 10:00 p.m. By midnight, the hard-on in my pants told me I definitely wanted to leave with her. So I mustered up the courage and asked. She wondered why it took so long. Walking across campus, the talk turned directly toward sex. She asked me who I+d been with-in a playful, curious sort of way-and I made up a few names (like I was going to tell this beauty I was a virgin!). I asked her the same question-in an playful, calculated way-and she said she hadn’t been with anybody since high school. My cock pressed against my jeans and was dieing to get out. As we approached my fraternity house, she noticed a building out back and asked what it was. A barn, I told her. An old barn we use for parties. She let go of my hand and raced towards it. I quickly caught up and grabbed her by the shoulders, giving her a quick tour. When we were upstairs, near a railing that overlooked the entire floor, she turned around a kissed me. That was all it took. We were like crazed animals, trying to tear each other’s clothes off. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped. Great, I thought, something’s wrong. No, she said, let’s go slow. She pressed my shoulders back so I was lying on my back. She told me to relax. She slowly started unbuttoning my jeans, springing free my fully erect cock. She traced its length through my boxers with her fingernail. I almost came right there but she stopped. She slid my pants all the way down, removed my shoes and pulled my pants off. Then she yanked at my boxers, slowly pulling them all the way off. My cock was throbbing-and she knew it. So there I am, totally naked, lying on the floor of a barn. I started to say something but she put a finger on my lips and told me to be quiet. She stood up and took off her soft white overcoat. Then she started the sexiest striptease I+d ever seen, even though she probably didn’t think she was performing. First, she removed her top, then slowly stepped out of her jeans. She turned around so I was looking at her ass, unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground. When she turned around, cupping her breasts, she noticed I was holding and lightly stroking my cock. She shook her head no. I did as instructed. She bent over so all I could see was the top of her hair and removed her panties. Then she stood up, arching her back, demanding that I look at her. And right then, I blew what felt like a quart of cum all over my chest. I was totally embarrassed. She looked down and just smiled. Then she kneeled down and took me in her mouth and started sucking me. It was a strange feeling, but, god, it felt awesome. After a few minutes I was pretty limp and she stopped sucking. I turned her over, this time pressing her shoulders so she was lying on her back. I slowly ran my hands over her body. First her neck, then the sides of her body, then her stomach, thighs, calves and feet. I was saving her luscious titties for last and instead slowly pushed her legs apart. Her pussy was already glistening and engulfed my tongue. Slowly I licked. Then a little faster. Then more slowly. I found her clit and started to concentrate. I eased a finger in for added pleasure. Then another. She was squirming and breathing restlessly. After a few minutes, she was on the edge. I worked more quickly and felt her begin to arch her back. More quickly. A third finger. Then, boom, she flooded me with juices and squeezed my head in her thighs. I stopped and looked up at her. Peering down, she was smiling. Very nice, she said. I inched my way up, past her breasts and kissed her. By this time, I was rock hard again and wondering what would happen next. I didn’t have to ask. She rolled over and stood up. She grabbed her overcoat and slipped it on. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a condom. Without saying a word, she unwrapped it and put it in her mouth. I was confused. Then she put her hands on my hip bones and went down on me, again. When she arose, my cock was fully cover. I smiled. She smiled. Not since high school, huh? Then she lifted her coat, grabbed my cock and slid me into her wet puss. With one bold squat, I was fully inside her. It was like heaven. She started rocking back and forth, up and down. I almost forgot where I was. When I remember and opened my eyes, I was greeted with most pleasurable sight: her titties, lightly jiggling in front of me. I reached out for the first time and caressed them, fondled them, squeezed them. Then I leaned up and placed the right one in my mouth. She leaned back and caught herself with both hands on the floor but didn’t miss a pump. I licked, teethed and sucked each nipple. She was breathing restlessly again. I didn’t want it to stop, but I wanted to make the most of this. So I slowed her pace, pulled out of her and helped her move onto all fours. I lifted up her overcoat and was greeted by another beautiful sight: her gorgeous ass and sopping wet puss. I started rubbing my cock along the crack of her ass and enjoyed watching my pecker make its motion. Then she reached around, grabbed it and planted it firmly in her box. I started pumping, first with my waist then with my whole body. Her face rested on a pillow, her eyes closed-I felt like some greek god fucking a slave woman. She reached under and started fondling my balls. Faster I pumped–faster, stronger, harder. She was breathing heavy; I was hardly breathing at all. Then the feeling started in my feet and worked its way up my legs. My back started twitching, then my butt and quickly my balls. I was pumping furiously, like a wild dog. After two more strokes, I exploded deep into her. I almost passed out but managed several more strokes as she milked me dry. Then I literally feel on top of her. Not hard. Loving-like. A naked man lying squarely on top of a gorgeous, overcoat-clad Asian American, my throbbing cock deep inside her. I felt like the king of the jungle. After a few seconds, she finally spoke. “Why don’t we go to your room now.” The rest of our escapades are for another night+another dream-like state of being.
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