Where it happened: Her Suite/Dormroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
A little more than a year and a half ago, my girlfriend and I started to go out. We had ‘met’ about a year before but didn’t keep in touch much until I saw her one day by accident and convinced her that I should come up for a visit. A little more than reluctantly we first started talking on the phone…and talked for over 4 hours for 3 nights! Needless to say, I was very tired getting up for work the next few mornings. Anyway, we decided to meet that following weekend.
The first meeting was a bit ackward at least for the first hour. I met her at the door to her dorm but she had the cutest smile on her face that just made my heart do a lil flip. We went inside and went up to her suite and watched some TV on her couch. As we were sitting there, my mind raced with the thoughts of how cute she looked, how her smile dazzled me…but most of all that I wanted her closer to me than sitting on the opposite end of the couch. So I reached out and kinda rubbed my fingers very lightly over her knee. The shiver it sent coursing through her body made her blush and made me smile. I lightly touched her leg for awhile before taking my arm and placing it awkwardly over her shoulders. She seemed to get the hint and liked the idea because a second later she was snuggled up against my body, safe in my arms.
That night we cuddled together in her bed and the next night and hugged tightly before I left that Sunday to go home. I had already entertained thoughts about what could possibly be, but I wasn’t prepared in the least for what was to happen the next weekend.
That next weekend I arrived at her place and called her to come get me. The events before that night are a lil fuzzy at best, so many things went on while I visited her at school, even during the summer, so I will graciously spare those of you that want the juicy stuff my story and get to the part you all want to hear.
We had come back to her room from wherever and locked her door as usual and turned on the TV again. We were kissing and snuggling, holding hands, watching baseball for some odd reason. Eventually, my girlfriend got on the floor and was watching them on her back, commenting on how she liked to look at their butts. Of course I laughed a little but inside my head my mind was thinking ‘I wish she’d comment on MY butt’ and had to get down on the floor beside her and start tickling her. She giggled and squealed in that way that I so love to hear and that only made me tickle her more until we were pressing quite close together staring into each other’s eyes. Then we kissed, a deep, passionate, slow kiss that felt wonderful and made me tingle all over. Slowly I worked off her shirt and started to play with her breasts and nipples, which are quite sensitive and made her arch her back and moan. An unfourtunate mild case of rugburn resulted from that but at the moment neither of us were caring much.
Eventually while my lips kissed hers and also played on her neck and her nipples, my hand made it down between her thighs and began to rub gently, making her whole body seem to quiver. Eventually, I worked around her jeans and panties and lightly ran my finger around on her skin, teasing her a bit before sliding it insider her, causing more of the afore mentioned case. But, being my first time to do such a thing, it was short lived for not only did I fear doing it wrong, but also being stopped from doing it. Eventually we were kissing again and rubbing each other then decided to head to her bed.
We got there, my body against the wall, pressing a bit against each other, lost in our thoughts. Then I turned on my side and idly ran my fingers up under her shirt, repeating what I had done before to her. It wasn’t long before her shirt was off on the floor and we were kissing some more, her hands sliding along my chest and tummy as I played with hers. Her hand reached down and brushed against my shorts and caused my straining ‘private’ to twitch a bit in anticipation. It wasn’t long before I was totally naked beside her, rubbing each other and kissing each other’s skin. I looked into her eyes, not believing that it was both our first times for one but also not believing that this was going to happen. But I for sure didn’t want it to stop. Then she spoke and for a second my heart fell until I heard the words “I need to go get something first.”
She quickly dressed and went out of her room, leaving me to lay there and think. Was I doing the right thing? We had been only going out for a week, why now? I always thought that I would have to know someone for a long time before any of this happened. Then she returned and there was no more time to think. She had borrowed a condom from one of her friends on another floor. We kinda smiled at each other, got her back properly un-attired and made sure I was good and ready. Then, very carefully and with much giggling and laughter since neither of us had put one on before, she rolled it on. Then she layed down and I positioned myself over her, not yet entering her but kissed her some and looked into her eyes again. “Are you sure?” I asked her, dreading the answer as she second-guessed herself. But she nodded and smiled then helped guide me inside her. It felt wonderfuly, even with the condom on, the tightness, the feeling of completeness as I pressed inside her slowly. Then a bit of pain for her, her eyes shutting as I pressed against a barrier, then I was through. I could tell she was in pain and slowed until she nodded and started moving her hips against mine. Then we were as one, our bodies intertwined, pressing against one another as we were lost in the moment. Every so often I would stop and lean down to kiss her, feeling the sweat rolling down my face a bit as we thrusted together. We giggled, talked, even laughed at each other, with each other as we did this, which made all the pressure of doing it all perfectly seem to fade away.
Eventually she clenched around me and orgasmed around me and a few seconds later for the last time I slipped out and lay beside her. the sheets were pretty wet, both from a lil blood and our sweat but that didn’t matter. She verrrry carefully rolled off the condom and wrapped in back in its wrapper and tossed it into the trash. Then we got a new sheet, threw it on the bed and snuggled together to sleep.
It wasn’t expected, though it was hoped for and it happened, I was no longer a virgin. And even though it was so soon into our relationship, I am still with this wonderful woman and each time it’s gotten better, our passion has gotten higher and we have explored other positions and pleasures together. I love her with all my heart and am very glad I saved myself for her.
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