Where it happened: Her House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I start with a warning that this will be very long.
My first time was with a girl called Melinda. I had had a crush on her for at least a year. We both worked as casual checkout operators at a Supermarket. I knew her from work, but otherwise didn’t knwo her at all personally. Occassionally she would would give me rides home – we lived reasonably close to each other & she was a year older than me which meant she had her license and I didn’t.
I was, and am, a bit of a nerd. I love my computer, I read a lot, play chess & play little in the way of sport. I am, however; 6’3, blonde haired, blue eyed and quite well built – just lucky I guess. She was possibly THE most popular person at work amongst people our age. She was, and is, absolutely gorgeous; she did a bit of modeling work about 2 years ago, but it’s not what she wants in life. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone look as good in a miniskirt.
I never asked her out for two reasons, firstly I was quite shy and was sure she would say no; I get embarrassed easily so that though scared me; but also because she had a boyfriend who also worked at the supermarket. We went to the same primary school, although he was two years older than me. He was a nice guy, and he was almost everything ..er than me; stronger, better looking, older, more popular; everything except taller and smarter.
I got along well with her, but there was nothing sexual about it at all. I wanted her so much, but I don’t think she had any idea: most of the conversation we had, I could have had with another guy.
Once we were both at the same party; I wasn’t drinking, but she had had quite a bit to drink. Her boyfriend was even more drunk. The party was at a house in my street. He wanted to leave, she didn’t & I didn’t want to let him drive her home when he was that drunk. I told him I’d look after her, he trusted me – we got on well & he didn’t think I’d try anything on her. Well, about an hour later (after midnight) she wanted to leave. I was going to try and organise a ride with someone for her, but she said her mom would kill her if she was found really drunk. I said she could stay at my place. At this point I still didn’t have anything planned in my mind, I was just offering to help her – I would do anything for her. It was a good arrangement since we had a spare bed & since my house was in the same street it she woldn’t have to walk far.
My parents had expected I would be late home & had gone to bed. Once at my house, I got her phone number & called her parents; just told them that we had been some of the last people to leave and that her ride, her boyfriend, couldn’t drive. I told her mum she would stay at the place of the party. As I started to organise the spare bed(which was in my room) she started undressing. I just watched open mothed as she stripped down to bra and panties. All I could think was “God, she’s gorgeous!”
It took all of my will not to try anything. I didn’t just wasnt her body – I felt about her as I feel about no-one else. I didn’t want to take advantage of her while she was drunk, besides if she remembered anything & if her boyfriend found out – I was dead. So had I decided not to try anything. I got her in her bed, then started undressing, it was summer so all I wore were boxers.
It was about 10 minutes later that she got up, and came and sat on my bed and asked me if I found her attractive. I all honesty I told her that in my opinion she beat the hell out of every “supermodel” I’d ever seen pictures of. She said she felt lonely and asked if she could just lay beside me, just to be near someone else. Of course, I said yes.
After she’d gotten in and comfortable; she started nuzzling my neck and saying how nice I was for staying with her at the party and looking after her. Her hand then came up to my chest, she started running her nail across my pecs and then down around my ribs; this was giving my a huge hard on. The hand then went down the outside of my boxers and started massaging my swollen cock. She was surprised, apologiesd for giving my the hard on and then started lightly kissing her way down my neck, chess and stomach. When she was about to try and slide off my boxers I told her she shouldn’t do this, that she was drunk, and that she’d hate both herself and me in the morning. I had to grab her hands to stop her taking off my boxers.
I was completely surprise by how smart she was, even when very drunk. She then threatened to scream and wake my parents and accuse me of rape if I didn’t let her do what she wanted. I tried to argue with her, and got her to agree to give me oral sex. Having to argue with her not to fuck me senseless was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. I am surprised that I manged to get her to agree because I can’t have been very convincing when she was asking me to let her do what I’d fantasised about hundreds of times.
I let go or her hands, she lid down my boxers and started licking my head, the shaft and then my balls. She then took all of me in her mouth and started sucking me off – I couldn’t believe how great it felt. Better than I’d fantasised about. I was so excited by her body, the fact that she’d wanted to screw me and what was now happening that I came almost instantly. Melinda just swallowed my load and kept sucking. I became hard in about another 30 seconds and after 5 or 10 minutes came again in her mouth. That time is the best oral sex I have ever had, better than any other time she later sucked my cock.
After the second time I came, she slid back up my body and Frenched me, letting me taste some of my own come. After a while kissing; she rolled over, and with my arms around her, soon went to sleep. I spent a while trying to decide what I would do later in the morning when we woke up. I thought about getting in the other bed and pretending to her it didn’t happen, I thought about that; but looking at her asleep I knew that a) I couldn’t lie to her and b) I didn’t want to.
I woke up shortly before she did, I had spent most of the night, it seemed, with my arms around her and holding her breasts – she had gorgeous tits. I lowered my arms to be around the middle of her ribs; not near either her breasts or her panties. When she woke up she was really confused about where she was and what we were doing in the same bed. I told what had happened, what I’d told her parents, and what had happened between us. She was stunned. I’d always been a friend and tried to be there for her, but there had never been anything sexual. She got up, got dressed and prepared to leave. Before going Melinda asked me not to tell anyone what had happened because she wanted to think about it and figure out how she felt about it.
Apparently she felt guilty, because I told no-one, but two days later after I finished a shift, her boyfriend asked if I would talk to him. I said yes, but stayed ear people so I wouldn’t get beaten too badly before hopefully somebody pulled him off me. He told me that Melinda had told him what had happened and he wanted my story, he wanted to knwo why I, as his friend, had got his girlfriend to suck my cock. I explained to him that she was drunk, she had threeatenned to wake up my parents and that I tried to stop it – I didn’t think he’d believe me and I kept expecting that right hook, but he did; believe me that is. I guess he still trusted me as his friend and as the person involved who wasn’t drunk. He went off talking about “that bitch”. It was then I started to worry about what he would do to her.
I found out the next day after work. We both had day shifts, it was only about 1pm when we finished. She was working too and offered me a ride home, which I accepted. Before we’d gone about a mile, she told me he’d dumped her. He hadn’t hit her, but had sworn and yelled at her and finally, dumped her. She was feeling really depressed because she also had some family problems I knew about with her mother who worked all the time and was nearly never home. I asked if she wanted to go home and talk about it – I thought we were back to being friends – and I’d give her a massage.
I seem to give good massages. When I was 10 My family went to Thailand for a 6 week guided tour holiday. At almost every restaurant the bus stopped at there were people who would give proper massages for money. I watched the ladies’ hands and have given a lot of massages to my mum since then. I have quite long and supple fingers, but they’re also thin which makes them pretty good for massaging.
We went to Melinda’s room & she lay down on the bed so I could give her a massage. She took off her blouse and lowereed the shoulder straps of her bra. This wasn’t unusual. I’ve given her massages before and that is the best way. The first time I ever gave her a massage, it was hard to convince her, but she now trusted me. The reason this was better is that if the blouse is on you ending moving more material than skin and don’t relax the muscles very much massages should be on bare skin. Massages are also meant to improve circulation and the bra straps press down on some of the veins, so removing them improves the circularion.
I started massaging her neck, her shoulders and her back. As I went, my hands were also sliding to the front of her neck and over the top of her shoulders, to get all of the muscle; she I got to her back and did this I brushed her breasts a few times. I don’t think I even meant to. Deep down, I know I wanted to and maybe this made me do it, but I dont think I meant to touch her breasts. I guess she started getting turned on; she was depressed, she had just been dumped and here I was, her apparent only friend, helping her and being there for her. She rolled over which placed my hands from on her back to on her breasts. I pulled back, but she took my hands and kept me massaging her breasts. Her nipples went hard and so was my cock.
I told her I loved her, had done for more than a year, and that I now wanted her. She said she wanted me too. This time she wasn’t drunk, this time she wasn’t my friends girlfriend and this time I said yes. It was great.
We started dating officially and stayed together for about a year and a half. There were problems when her mother wanted to transfer her to a different University and she started seeing someone else. We are still friends and I still love her. I would take her back anyday in a second.
I haven’t slept with anybody since her, although I have dated. I still fatasise and remember our many special moments together.
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