Where it happened: In church
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
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It was the Sunday before my fifteenth birthday. We were having church, as usual. There was this really hot guy visiting some relatives that attend our church. He had been in town a few days, and to several of our services. He was seventeen, almost six feet tall, muscular, blue eyed and had blond hair that was cut like a Man’s hair is supposed to be. He was clean and neat, smelled good, and dressed well. All of us girls had the hots for him. I got wet several times just daydreaming about him.
We had a youth choir, and since he was a gifted singer, he was invited to do a special song, a trio number with two girls, one of which was ME! Mom dropped me off for choir practice just after lunch. He and several others were already at church. We had a good practice, and about an hour later the musicians and other choir members left. They would return about 6:00 for the evening service. I usually stayed at church, and changed clothes there, because we lived so far out of town it was not practical to go back home. Mike didn’t have a ride, because the folks he was staying with were doing hospital visitation that Sunday. Mike and I were alone, and would be for at least two hours!
What to do? How do I get him to kiss me?
We sat in the foyer a short time, talking about school and stuff. Then I got this great idea. Why not show him around the building? Yes! That’s what I’ll do. We went through all the bottom floor. Sanctuary, Fellowship hall, Sunday school rooms, etc., then we went upstairs. We looked at the children’s center, then went to the parlor, where adult classes are held. The parlor is furnished like a comfortable den. Chairs, recliners, couches, a kitchenette, and restrooms. There is a bridal dressing room attached to the parlor, and that’s where it happened.
We started talking about brides, and marriage, and of course sex. I didn’t know as much as I thought I did. Mike was quite knowledgable, and told me a lot about my body and his. He told me how to enjoy sex for myself, and make it good for my partner…all in great detail. Afterward, I was telling him how I wished I could be a bride, or just be held close and loved. He took the bait … and ran with it. He said: “Like this?” as he slipped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I said “Yes, and very much more.”
In an instant we were fully embraced, and kissing tenderly.
We made our way to the couch, and were really going strong. I was sopping wet before the first article of clothing came off. We got down to panties and jockey shorts quickly, with just a brief stop for him to do some serious tit sucking. I got on botom and he got between my legs, and pushed his big, erect dick against my VERY wet puss, grinding against my swolen clit. I was so wet I was soaking his shorts … through my panties.
He reached down and slid his hand in my panties, so I ran my hand inside his shorts. I grabbed his schlong about the same time he got a finger on my clit. About ten seconds later, we said in unison: “I want you .. right now”!
He stood up. I took off my panties while he shucked his shorts. He got right back between my thighs. I raised my knees and spread them wide. He entered me gently and slowly. In one slow, fluid, non-stop motion, he pushed his dick all the way in to the bottom of my vagina. There was no “working it in”, nor any fingering to get me loose. It wasn’t necessary. I had made up my mind earlier, and my body opened up to receive him. There was no discomfort whatsoever.
We made slow and tender love, our lips locked about half the time in addition to our organs fully and deeply coupled. We both prefer maintained deep penetration and grinding over sliding in and out. It felt so good to me when he pressed against the bottom of my vagina with the head of his dick! I don’t know how big he was, but he was plenty big, and a perfect fit for me.
Following Mike’s lead, we tried every conceivable position. My favorite is to be on the bottom, my knees up high and spread wide apart, with the base of his dick grinding against my clit, pinning me down hard. He said the best for him was with me sitting on on top, grinding down on him and milking his dick with my inside muscles.
We had been going at it steady for over an hour. We decided to get dressed before we got caught. We finished up by trying for the big ” O “. Mutual Orgasm. I wanted to feel him pumping me full of his semen.
It was too late to worry about getting pregnant! Pulling out doesn’t work at all. The clear pre-cum has more live sperm in it than the whitish cum has. We were extremely excited with each other, and I’m sure he had already juiced me good with pre-cum. If I was going to get pregnant from this encounter, I already was!
We rolled over with me on bottom, and he began long-stroking me, very slowly. My clit was swolen three times normal size, and was very sensitive. I could feel the ridges and bumps on his dick as they slid slowly in and out of me. I felt blood rushing inside my clit and inner lips as he went in and out. Per his coaching, I was moving in rhythm with him, opening myself and pushing up as he thrust down into me, then squeezing tightly and pulling down as he pulled upward. I became aware of the ridge behind the head of his dick rubbing back and forth across my G-spot. It felt SOOO Good!! And then it happened.
My body took over. I lost control, and started hunching wildly. I could not stop. My legs went wild, first wrapping around his waist, then swinging under him and crossing my ankles. My insides were on fire! I wanted his balls and all inside me1 My eyes would not open nor focus, My head was spinning. I wanted to feel him shooting his load into me! I moaned and squealed with pleasure.
In the middle of my orgasm, it hit him just like me. He hunched me faster, and VERY hard! Finally he shoved deep into me, pinning me to the couch. I was very aware, and could feel his dick pushing against the bottom of my vagina, pulsing and jerking, and filling me with his semen.
After several minutes, the orgasm subsided in us. The intensity of his erection went down, but when he pulled out of me, he was still very, very big, just softer.
We got up, and semen ran out of me, down the inside of my thighs. I washed out inside and showered real fast, whilw he cleaned himself with washcloths. I dried off and stepped out of the shower. He looked at me and got another erection. I saw it, and told him I want it inside me again. We ran back to the couch. I was sopping wet again, before I got my legs spread out. He pushed in to the bottom again, non-stop, pinning me down hard. I immediately orgasmed again. He came in about two minutes.
To the shower … again, with semen running down my thighs … again ! This time we cleaned up, cooled down, and got dressed. When we saw the couch, we didn’t know what to do. It was a genuine mess. Juices were all over the middle cushion, and a tiny bit if blood. The cushion was reversible, so we turned it over and got the hell out of there.
Mike and I were especially “anointed” that night, and we sang our parts with outstanding verve and harmony.
We tried, but we couldn’t get alone for long enough to make love again. All we could do was some kissing and a little feeling each other up. We stayed in touch for a while, but never got together again. I’m so very thankful Mike was my first lover. He was a very special blessing of the Lord in my life. I never had sex with anyone else until I married, three years later.
My husband says I am extremely good in bed. Mike taught me well. I hope to see him again some day. If I ever do, I intend to fuck his brains out!
With love,
Shelly H.
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