Where it happened: Star's Inn Motel
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
The night of the Christmas Formal. . . that was the night my girlfriend Elizabeth and I decided I would lose my virginity. After two semesters of blue ball antics, trying to convince every woman I met to take this horrible stigma from me, I was amazed at the calm and rationale manner in which we finally decided to end that phase of life I had known as “virginity.”
Elizabeth was a beautiful blonde with soft rounded curves, C cup breasts and a beautiful ass. She looked great in a little black dress that accetuanted her creamy cleavage. He blue eyes were inviting, and she gave me a knowing smile. . . perhaps possessive, as I was only her latest conquesting, having had several lovers before me. We went to dinner and drank some wine with a few fraternity brothers and their dates. I watched her smoke a cigarette, and imagined it was my twitching cock disappearing between her lips.
At the party, we danced close, and she could feel the outline of my stiff pole against her tummy during slow dances. We went out on the “flight deck” and made out against the stone wall of the fraternity house. Her soft pink tongue darted between my lips, inspiring a counter dance with mine. I whispered in her ear, “I want you.” She indicated she was ready to leave.
The Star’s Inn was a tawdry little dump of a roadside motel, but the best I could afford on my student’s salary. We kissed on the bed before she ducked into the bathroom, and I stripped to my boxers. My seven inch boner was drooling in anticipation.
Liz came out of the bathroom in a hint of a seethrough nightgown, with nothing on underneath. For a split second, I could see her thick nipples and furry little tuft of brownish/blonde pubic hair. The room went black, and I felt her laying down on me. Her small hand gripped by swollen shaft and began slowing pumping it.
I pushed her back on the bed and burried my face between her firm, milky thighs. Liz always said I ate pussy better than anyone, and she love it (so much so that she later went full blown lez). Lapping at her dewey petals, I felt her clit stiffen and peak out from its hood. I held her cunt lips apart and slid two fingers in and out while teasing her button to a mind blowing orgasm.
Liz pushed me back and licked me scrotum, sucking first one ball, then the other. She began to tease me with, “I know what you want. . . I know what you’d like to to.” I watched her swallow my plumb sized dick head until I could take no more. . .
Laying her down, Liz held her legs apart my the knees, and I stroked my shaft up and down her very wet slot. With a little push, my meatus sank into the rosy opening and I watched inch after wonderful inch find its target. Liz began to pant and kissed me harder until my balls we nestled against her ass.
Raising up on my arms, I looked at her. . . hair mussed, nipples hard, hips cocked, legs askew. . . and thought to myself, “so this is it. . . this is what all the fuss was about.” Laughing at how great it truly felt, I proceeded to give her the hard fuck that we both had been craving for months. Later, I gave her another, and another, and another. . . We couldn’t do it for a week afterwards.
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