Where it happened: park
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
the day was damp and had a curious breeze about it.
myself and some random boy was walking through the park
when we decide to sit and talk. after talking for 3min
we realized what we wanted out of this realationship.
we didn’t want long talks on the phone and arguments
about where he was the other night. just sex. This
was ordained as a learning experiance for the both
of us since we were open about the both of us never
having sex before.i suppose it was pretty cool because
you can say “you need to do something else, i’m not
liking it” and he wouldn’t get offended.so while on
park bench we went about our first lesson. The
blow job. i’ll admit, that wasn’t very hard, it
was like sucking on a blow pop. the hardest part
was putting the whole cock in my mouth without
triggering my gag reflexises and not rubbing my teeth
against it. when he came in my mouth i automatically
spat it out (and 2 this day i still do). so it was
his turn. he rubbed his wet penis on the lips of
my cat slightly teasing. he then sticks his two
middle fingers inside me and pulsate in and out
till he finally starts doing what i have been waiting
for ever since i met him. his tounge runs up and down
throught my insides. amazingly it seems like his tounge
reached further than his fingers. after he was done
with preperation he sticks his penis inside of me
ever so slowly like he has all day. he didn’t rush
and he seemed more concerned with my well being rather
than his own.even though he didn’t rush, when he put it
halfway in it felt as though he hit an organ.i let
him continue till he almost reached climax then he pulled
out and came in the grass.
when i started getting older and screwing more people
i realized why it hurt so much. other than the fact
that he popped my cherry and it’s supposed to hurt…
but i realized his penis was the biggest i had ever seen!
it was a good 2-3 inch bigger than anyone’s i have seen
so far.
k, bye
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