Where it happened: my boyfriend's bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
Del and I had been hanging together for more than a year then and we already had doses of petting from our former lovers – his ex-girlfriends… my past customers. Even before we met, I’d already been pumping and sucking dicks of men who are willing to pay just to have their rotten cums pop. I was only thirteen then and had worked in a prostitute’s nest. I told Del everything about that phase and, still, he accepted me.
We’d stated going out and eventually, because of my past, we’d been doing every form of foreplay where he had first discovered how good I was in mouthwork – how I licked his dickhead; how I moved my lips around its neck; how my mouth simulated an expert’s cunt as I put his bold shaft in and out it, wet and hot… the way no other girl in his life had ever done to him, as if it was his very first time with me. He was a natural sex machine for me – the way he licked my earlobes; the way he had put his hot breath on every part of my neck, sending shivers to my nipples, making them stiff and sensitive to touch; the way he kissed and ran his hungry tongue on my boob while he nibbled the other with his hand; the way his fucking middlefinger tickled and tingled my clits, then following its trail with his mouth and tongue. As far as I remember, those times were special, not only because we were driven by desire, it’s because we were madly in love.
The first time I got fucked by Del was a memorable one, because at first, he had done it out of anger… or a sense of challenge, perhaps. After we attended our college’s acquaintance party, we decided to spend the night in his house. Out of the blue he started arguing with me because of having seen me “flirting” with his friend. Then he started to kiss me so hard that I couldn’t even breath. He put his hands over my breasts but I didn’t feel tenderness in his caresses. The sight of my boobs had swoon him from anger to desire, easing his touch on them. I felt his tongue entwine with mine and it was driving me crazy. The steam of our argument was blown away by the heat of our passion. He slipped my chest-padded party dress off my body with just one motion, leaving my body topless and making my nipples so taunt again. Sensations washed over us I barely knew he was already off his pants. The sight of his big, long dick had shaken me lustfully. Del pulled off my panties. The way he took them off aroused me. He wanted to put his maleness into me. I loved him so much I submitted myself to him to erase his doubts of my virginity. He entered me in a dogstyle position, taking 10 minutes before my butt could already feel his balls. He rocked in and out of me and, though it hurt at first, every thrust felt good. He even managed to increase my heat when his mouth reached my breasts and licked them with his tongue. We both sighed when we felt each other’s sweet dew inside us. We both took a rest for a few minutes and then he casted a deep stare at me – a look that sent sensations down my belly. His stare was half-playful, half-seductive, all male. Then we headed again to heaven.
Until this day, I still think of Del. Though he’s already on with another girl, we still go out occasionally. I admit. I’m still madly in love with him that’s why I still let him fuck me. I wonder how far they have gone. That feeling of jealousy stings me but that thought of sex excites me, making me decide that I will never revert to my past life and I swear to God that Del was the first and the best one I ever had – heart, soul, and body.
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