Where it happened: beach
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well, I have always been pretty reserved and had, like, no sexual desires really at all. I was just not comfortable with my body…..I’d had bfs before, but they were not, er, active, I suppose.
Anyways, my BFF Emily, a pretty Chinese dancer, and I, a 5ft4 34D-24-35.5 15 year old with insanely thick sunny blonde waves down to my waist, desided to go to the North Carolina beaches for 2 weeks.
Prior to the trip, I was determined to leave behind my prude-ish, overly analytical, 168 IQ-self behind.
I didn’t know yet what that entailed.
Okay, so, how it happened. Well we were at the beach, in our citrus colored bikinis, unchaperoned, but not unnoticed by bystanders, including a group of very hot guys with great abs and colorful boardshorts. To make a long story short, they flirted with us, we found out they were 17 and 18 years old, they invited us to a beach party, and we accepted. Keep in mind that I am probably the most inexperienced person ever. My only sexual knowledge to that point came from this website and my BFF Emily’s tales of her nights of sneaking out and doing everything but have sex…
Well, later that night, I ended up with the guy named Brad (i know, really rom-com name right?) at around 11:30 p.m. behind a rock next to the clif at one end of the beach, about a quarter mile away from Emily and the guy she went off with, 1 mile from any other people. We were behind that rock and he leaned in to kiss me with quite a bit of determination. My temporarily loose self quickly learned how to kiss, but tentatively. He laughed and I said, “what?” and he was like, “you seem nervous. Just chill.” He smiled in a way that awakened something inside of me, much different than the complacent feelings I had always had in the areas below the belt. In short his smile made me horny.
Well we started making out, and it got, like, INSANELY hot. His hands found their way to my waist and he pressed my abs, which I had worked so hard to perfect. He went down to my butt, and reached under it, pulling me up on his lap. At this point he was up against the cliff and I was on my knees, my pussy directly on his crotch, my boobs smashed against his pecks, my arms wrapped around his neck, making out with a fervor I did not know I had. And then, as if some beast inside of me had been released, I just started grinding into him and OH MY FRIGGIN G it felt so good. My yellow string bikini bottoms and his trunks were the only things seperating us. We both started moaning and he tangled his hands in my hair. We were about a foot away from the water, so salty water kept washing up, shifting my swimsuit, and my top came off. He started sucking my boobs and before I knew it my hand was rubbing its way down his body, outside his swim trunks and pressing into what felt like…well I can only describe it as like a super thick stem of a flower. It was soft but really hard. He let out this primal groan and that threw me over the edge. I put my hand in his trunks, my hand wet with sweat and seawater, and gave him a hand job. He was moaning quietly and feeling my boobs and butt and then he ventured his hand down to my pussy and started rubbing my clit. I started moaning really loud because oh. my. god. it felt so frickin amazing!!!!!!!! Then I think he started to cum and he did and when he did he shoved three fingers up inside of me and did things I couldn’t possibly explain. but damn that boy had some big, magic hands.
Well, as most guys know, that gets girls pretty horny, and my inexperience made me curious and unfamiliar with the out-of-this-universe feelings that were coarsing in between my legs. My pussy started convulsing and I had the most mind-blowing orgasm anyone could have ever had. It was of coarse my first, but I can’t imagine that it gets any better. That made me sooooooooo horny that I just grabbed his dick, which was really thick and about medium in length. I yanked and he groaned in what was either EXTREME pleasure or just pain. I dont know and I didnt care. He was super-horny, too and pulled back sitting with his back against the rock, I guess just to see what I would do.
I just bucked up and mindlessly straddled him, jammed my tounge in his mouth, put my fingers in his hair and pressed my pussy along his dick, letting it rub against the outside, humping him up and down. He was moaning and I was too and he just reach his hands out, one on my boob, the other on his dick. He pushed me back and kissed my upper lip and asked if I wanted it. I moaned “God yes.” he whispered, while I squirmed my pussy up at him, “beg.” He puctuaded the command seductively in my ear. For some reason I wanted this guys dick in my pussy SO bad that I just nipped his ear and arched my back, humping the air and said “God Brad please. Just fuck me. God, uhhhhhh.” HE said, ” as you wish,” then jammed his cock up in my pussy with medium force. He started going at it hard, ramming up against my g-spot, while keeping one hand firmly planted on my wrists, pinning me, and the other on my clit, making wild circles with it. I felt like nothing I had ever thought I could be. I was moaning, “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh!…uh…oh..oh..OH!..oh..uh….god…fuck…uh..OH!OH!..UHHH!.UHH!” and then I was rythmically grinding my hips with the rhymthm of his dick ramming inside of me, my moans keeping perfect time, and his grunts of ecstasy irregularly heightening my pleasure. Then I orgasmed. I can’t describe it. Seriously. It was that amazing. Then it happened again and my whole body shook. He started groaning and going faster and faster and I climaxed again, and that time it was too much for him and he grunted,”GOD! UGHHH!””DAMN” and sprayed his hot jizz all over the inside of my pussy. It felt like slightly cooled hot chocolate in temperature, but like hot fudge in texture. HE filled me up and I climaxed again. We fell in a heap next to each other, our hair matted with salt water, his rod still insid of me. We laid there like that for a while and I went home around 4:45 a.m. and told Emily all about it. She was so proud.:) I texted Brad and then he was like, you are the best cunt ive ever had. We had sex a bunch more times in the next week and again the day I left.
I don’t regret it. I’m still an innocentish blond history nerd who doesn’t understand all the guys who stare at me everywhere I go.
I still don’t get why I did it. But I’m glad I lost some of that ignorance and innocence. No one ever had to know, I wasn’t pregnant, I didn’t have and STD, and I felt great and infinately more confident.
I feel better about myself now, but I’m still the same person, just more experience 😉 <3
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