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John and Angie

Age when it happend: 19
Where it happened: My home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

It was a Saturday, November 11th, 1999. It’s been one week since I last saw this amazing girl who found me on the internet. We’ve been going out for several weeks. Her name is Angela, 18 years-old, chatty, energetic, and an affectionate woman with a sparkling personality.

We were going to see a movie, then have dinner that evening. I spent the entire morning that day preparing a fine meal for us to eat after the movie. I made chicken parmesan for the main course and a pound cake for dessert. I cleaned up my home, top to bottom, got a haircut and even removed an old jackolantern from our front step that was starting to get a little “ripe”. I wanted everything to be perfect for this evening.

I picked up Angela shortly before we had to be at the movie, the new 007 film, “The World is not Enough”. We arrived at the theater and sat down for the movie, all 2 hours and 20 minutes of it. We held hands throughout the entire picture, occasionally separating to cool them off. It was her first “Bond” film.

We took a short walk before I took her back to my place, a nice-looking neighborhood settled in a golf course under construction. My family would not be there at all that night, so we had the place completely to ourselves. I brought her into my home and began to unveil the results of my morning efforts making dinner. She was impressed that I had done so much for her. I had to put the chicken parmesan in the oven for 45 minutes to cook. The full menu was chicken parmesan over spaghetti with salad, garlic bread, pears and pound cake with whipped cream for dessert. I put the chicken in the oven and we both layed down on the sofa in the next room. We began to kiss tenderly. I began stroking her cheeks with my fingertips, feeling their heat as the blood rushed to the soft curves of her face. She ran her hands up and down my back, occasionally jutting her fingers into my sides, tickling me. She and I both don’t like doing the same thing over and over for very long. My hands drifted lower, down into her pullover sweater to unfasten her bra strap. She climbed on top of me, giving me better access to the back, where 4 metal bra hooks held back her soft, supple breasts. One by one I unfastened them, until the final one released the tension and lifted her bra and sweater over her head. She then removed my shirt in turn, exposing my chest and abdomen. We were both now exposed, her breasts almost seemed to look at me. I kissed my way down from her face to her nipple. I kissed it, and took it into my mouth. My tongue began to circle around, and she would groan softly. It darted around her erect nipple, her whole body twitching with every few flicks of my tongue. After a moment she pulled me back to her, and kissed me again. We went on like this until the oven timer broke us up. We gradually got back into the adjoining kitchen to prepare the pasta and garlic bread for dinner, both of us keeping our shirts off. We ate at the table, topless, talking some, and just staring into each other’s eyes. Neither of us could finish all that food, so we finished what we could and went upstairs.

I showed her a book I had found in the library I thought she might’ve liked. She was interested in doing cartoon voices, and the book was about voice acting. She couldn’t believe I found such a tiny book out of the thousands in the library of my college, just for her. She asked me, “What have I ever done for you?” I didn’t know what to say. She made me feel so good inside, like I finally found a girl who understood and appreciated me. I answered (?), “You make me feel so at peace.” We started again where we had left off. We kissed softly, I stroked and fondled her breasts, she stroked my back and would often pull me towards her to kiss. We held each other for a moment, kissed, said a few nothings. My hand stroked the length of her body, from her face to her panties. I slid my fingers under her waistband, coming through to her moist vagina. She wondered what I was about to do to her. To be honest, I didn’t know yet. I slid my finger up and down, and across until she tensed. I rubbed her clitoris, sending her into spasms of pleasure. She clenched my hand between her thighs, making it hard to move my fingers anymore. She tensed, moaning, which got me even hotter. Next, we removed our pants. We were bare naked, seeing the full glory of each other’s body. I was on top of her, shaking nervously. She reassured me, and told me it would be alright. She tensed from the size of my penis, as I slowly entered her. Without a condom, I felt for the first time a woman’s uncensored warmth. It felt so wonderful, and I just stayed there for a minute, knowing that THIS is the woman I’ve waited for these 19 and + years! I slid myself in and out a few times, to get the feeling and withdrew to put on a condom. Gently, I entered her again. No fancy positions, only belly-to-belly, I repeated the same thrust for 20 minutes, at different tempos and with varying force. She made a gasping sound when I thrusted into her, which was a delightful sound to my ears. I had set a good pace for myself, when she started pulling myself towards her faster and faster. I concentrated all of my energy into a short burst of power, thrusting as hard as I could, as fast as I could. After a few seconds I felt dizzy, tingling as I felt myself erupt inside her. My body had never felt such tension, nor such ease. I withdrew, and we rolled onto our sides, caressing for a long while.

Shortly after that we made love for a second time. We both had difficulty getting started a second time, and she was beginning to get cramps. I entered her, and we began again. We lasted a little longer and just as we began to make the final rush, she called out, “Oh God!” quietly amongst her gasps, just as I came. We slept together until the following morning. Angie is so good to me, which is why I care so much for her. I’m glad I waited for her, and she’ll always have my precious “V”. She was my first, and I’ll remember her and this night for the rest of my life.

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