Where it happened: his house
It was just like every other normal night. We had messed around and
that was the end of it. Or so I thought. I don’t know now whether
or not he had planned it or whether or not it just sort of happened.
I had spent the night of our five month anniversary at his house
because I had not been feeling well. His bed was really small (a twin size)
and we had trouble falling asleep. He suggested that maybe we sleep in
his mother’s bed for the night considering she was out of town, and I agreed.
As I was slipping of to sleep I felt his arm wrap around my stomach.
He placed his hand on my breast and started kneading it slowly.
Let’s just say that I woke right up. I turned to face him and we kissed for
a while. His hand delved between my legs for a second time that night.
I was still wet from the first time so his fingers slid right in.
I decided that this was it. This was going to be “the night”.
I was so wet and horny I just grabbed his hand and led him to his room
because I didn’t want to make love in his mother’s bed.
We quickly undressed on our way to his bed. He was hard and ready when we
rolled onto the bed. I asked him if I could be on top because I had heard
that a girl can come better on top. He nodded and started to suck my tits.
I lifted his head away from my chest so we could position his body
under mine. His cock felt so good as he slowly inched it inside my warm hole.
It started slow and I came first as he pumped in me. It was wonderful.
Then he started slamming his cock inside of me faster and faster
until his groans and moans were right on top of each other. I could feel him
start spasming as his orgasm took hold. When it was done we held each other
for the rest of the night, his dick still inside of me.
I loved him then and I love him now as we have been married for two years.
We were each others firsts and as far as I know each others lasts.