Where it happened: Boyfriend's House
Well, it started off like any Saturday night. I only see my boyfriend once a week, so this wasn’t unlike any other Saturday. I was dropped off at his house after a concert, so I was wearing my black evening gown-type dress. Since he is so tall (6’4) and I’m so short (5’5) I was wearing my three inch heels.
My boyfriend is the kind of guy who never pressures anyone to do anything they don’t want to. So anyway, I had brought shorts and stuff to change into, since that day it was really warm. So, he opens the door, and greets me with a kiss. (What a gentleman, eh?) His parents weren’t home, which wasn’t unusual, because they usually go to pick up food, etc. So, I asked where the bathroom was, and changed into a tank top and shorts. I mean, the really short shorts. So, we’re sitting on the couch, and he leans over and gives me a kiss. So we started making out. Then he tells me I’m beautiful. Now, I’m not like most of the girls in this website who has double D’s and stuff like that. I barely make a B, but it looks right on my frame, since I’m so small. I put my hand on his leg when we were cuddling on the couch and watching TV when I feel something. Not to be the person to make anyone feel uncomfortable, I don’t say a word. But I peered down to see what was going on, and I see a bulge not three inches away from my hand! I started getting a little hot. Soon, I couldn’t take it anymore and just started kissing him. I looked in his eyes, and they are the most sincere eyes you couldn’t help but melt into. I told him I wanted him to be my first. He made me think it over twice before picking me up and gently putting me on his bed. He stripped, as did I. Now, like me, he isn’t like most of the guys here with 8-inch penises and stuff, but he was a good size for someone his age (18). He put on a condom (SAFETY FIRST!!) and proceeded to kiss me. Just the thought of our naked bodies together made me and him alike hot and ready. He gently stuck it in me to make sure he wouldn’t hurt me, and then made me tell him I wanted him to, just in case I wanted to back out. But it was the best feeling in the world with the best person I love and know, so I nodded. Me being in dance and gymnastics and cheerleading, I had stretched myself enough so it didn’t hurt.
He started moving in and out slowly, and gradually he sped up. Pretty soon we were rocking the bed, the bed was hitting against the wall! I was screaming. “Yes, yes, harder, harder, HARDER!!” I wrapped my legs around him to dig him in deeper and deeper, and the wave of emotion and my orgasm made me shake, and the feeling is like no other. But still, I told him to go harder. I shifted him so I was on top, and shoved him in deeper and deeper into me, grabbing at his penis inside of me. He groaned, and we both moaned, and he came. But still, I rode him. I was screaming. He held me against him, and we were sitting up, with me straddling him like one of his horses. My heels were still on, I realized, which turned him on even more. Our hips were rocking violently back and forth, and me and him came twice more before falling to the bed in a sweaty heap. He was still inside of me. He told me he loved me, and I said the same, we kissed passionately. We dressed each other, kissed again, and went to the bathroom to clean up. No sooner did we sit down to cuddle, his parents came in. They asked how I was and all I could say was “Couldn’t be better.”
His parents still don’t know, and we are as close as ever. Wait for the right person. I know I did.