Where it happened: At a friend's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
I had been dating Megan for about five months before we finally had sex. WeÆd both been very close friends for two years until we ultimately came to terms with the fact that we both liked each other. We were a pretty good match, I guess you could say. Megan was a 5Æ11ö brunette with milky-white 36D breasts and an hourglass shape (I donÆt know exact measurements because I never had to shop for her). The most notable feature about her was her legs… they never ended! The girls was almost all legs and neck, and staring up at her while doing homework gave a nice view of many long miles of smooth, soft calve and thigh. On days when I was particularly lucky, sheÆd wear a short skirt without underwear, giving me a good show whenever she would join me to study at my appartment.
There is nothing (well, almost nothing) that drives me more nuts than having a beautiful woman casually and discreetly bare herself in a dangerous way for me. Of course thatÆs basically a guy thing, but whatever. And while a good look at MeganÆs long and naked legs was sexually inspiring, it was quite another thing to glimpse up between her legs to the soft folds of her labia being pressed together by her thighs. She had a lovely cunt as well. Not shaven, but trimmed to a nice V that was so very soft and pleasing. Her outer lips were full and fleshy, held close together forming a delicate slit and only separating by the slightest degree when she was aroused. Her inner lips were small, not hanging out like on most girls. They were smooth, springy, contained no wrinkles, and had a very attractive pink coloring. Her box was savory, but I left out another detail… she had a really cute clit. It wasnÆt very wide, but had a little extra length to it, allowing me to use the prepuce to sort of jack it off, it you would.
We had been into some pretty heavy petting for a while and were both familiar with each otherÆs naked bodies. I had gone down on her many times and slipped my fingers into her to massage her G spot, but the pleasure was usually one sided. The girl couldnÆt give head if she tried!! So, unfortunately for me, I was just the right-hand-man of Mr. Wanger. But I will say that jacking off with her wetness and warmth all over my hands was more than a decent turn-on. She had slept with two guys before, both of which had done nothing for her as far as satisfaction is concerned (or so I was told). She may have been bending the truth a little there. However, I wonÆt say itÆs not fun when you can say to yourself, ôGee. I did a better job with her rubbing up agianst my leg than they did inside of her!,ö and then look down and think that if you can do it to her with your hand, what can you do with your cock?
Anyway, I took her along with me to Nebraska one weekend in January. I had been called to play a venu with a contemporary artist in Lincoln and was getting paid a fair amount for my time to drive out and back. Whether or not the money was good, I though it would be fun to take Meg along so we could leave our busy lives behind and only worry about each other for several days.
The night of the concert it was hot, inside, but colder than witch snot outside (looked like witch snot outside too). Under the lights it was sweltering and ended up being stripped down to a white tee shirt and shorts. Our set was supposed to last about an hour and a half. Megan was sitting just off to the left of the stage, and was reclined her chair, again, giving me a nice shot of young, smooth thigh. You know, itÆs kind of hard to play drums, lock in with a click track and remember what comes next in a song when youÆve got a raging hard-on pitching camp in your shorts!!! After about a half hour, me white shirt was transparent with sweat and stuck to my body… Megan was starting to become aroused by my sweaty/muscular state and her nipples were poking out through the fabric of her dress. Anyway, to cut it short, she lost the panties and masturbated for me right there during the show… just for me, as no one else could her except from the angle where I was playing.
After the show we jumped in the car and drove to our temporary residence with some friends of mine in town. One bit of advice, never play with your womanÆs box while driving in trafic unless you have a death wish, or are psychotic. But in this case the adrenaline only added to the sexual excitement.
Once in our room and in bed in only our undies, we began kissing, and touching: all the usual stuff. Eventually I stripped off her panties and proceeded to penetrate her moist vagina. First I would kiss her deeply and then upon parting the kiss, slip two of my fingers into her mouth to get them wet with her saliva (makes inserting them alot easier and more fun!). Then, you guessed it, I went in search of burried treasure!!! She orgasmed several times, her pendulous breasts dancing across my face as my hand sought eden inside her love canal. This went on for some time until we slowed down for a mild break before contining.
Megan was straddling me as I laid on my back. I had momentarily slipped my fingers out from between her luscious labia in order taste her wonderful flavor. She decided the sit back, and upon leaning back on her legs, her naked and very wet cunt found the very taught tent I had pitched in my breifs. I am not a man of extreme length (only 6 1/2ö but thatÆs not too shabby) but I am gifted with a decent amount of girth, a noticable amount more than average (a small amount more than my two thumbs side by side). Anway, she lowered her cunt down onto my cock, the force of which pushed some of the fabric off my head so I was now positioned at the very edge of that little pouch thatÆs in some menÆs underwear (that akward opening designed so your can tap a kindney without adjusting the waistband… you guys know what IÆm talking about!).
Anway, Megan was pushing pretty hard on my cock, gyrating her abdomen around in circles to further increase my torture. I told her I wanted her. She said she wanted me but was nervous that she was pushing me too fast. I told that, yes, she was pushing against me but that she wasnÆt going too fast. After that I said ôI want you.ö and she followed with ôThen take me…ö
I twitched the muscles in my cock and it slipped free of the confines of my breifs, pressing into the warmth of her slit directly over her clitoris. Without either of us moving, my cock grinding into her bell, I took her hand and placed it upon my shaft. After this she slowely pushed it back until my head spread her inner labia apart and came to rest at the entrance to her vagina. We cast each other a quick glance before she pressed down harder. All I felt was a fair amount of pressure on the head of my cock, a lot of warmth and some friction, but I could tell I was slightly more than lip-lodged. She paused for a minute, then pressed down at took a little more in, still without me being able to tell a whole lot of difference from being outside or inside.
Then she lifted up. My God, there is nothing to describe the feeling of her moist opening sliding off the tip of my cock and her wet, warm labia caressing the head. I reached up, wrapped my arms around her and guided her back down. The rim of her vagina held up my entrance for a breif moment before my cock slipped inwards, slidding in almost all of the way. The next thrust I felt her cervix ever so slightly press into the tip of my cock, being deep moans and sighs out of Megan. On the next stroke I felt her vagina begin its rhymical contractions.
We made love all through the next, in about fifty bazillion different positions. I probably emptied several gallons of cum into inviting slit… the sheets were stiff when we finally woke up! But that was it… my first time. I miss you Meg, even though itÆs only been several days!
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