Where it happened: his room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I was dating this guy for almost 4 months. We loved each other, and we both wanted to do it. We had talked about having sex a lot, and had done absolutely everything but. He was the first guy who had ever eaten me out, and we had 69’d, and showered together. A couple of times we had come pretty close to having sex, but he didn’t have any condoms. One sunday afternoon, we started making out as usual. When we were down to our underwear, he whispered, “I have something.” At that moment, I was unsure whether I was ready. We just laid there staring at each other for a long time. I was scared to death, but I said to myself, “Well, my body is saying yes, and my mind is saying maybe, and maybe is close to yes.” I sort of felt like I was about to jump off the high dive. It was scary, because I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back, but I also knew that after I did it, I would really like it. Finally he said, “So, do you want to?” and I said yes. He wanted me to put the condom on, but I was afraid I’d screw it up, so I told him I would the next time. We started out with him on top, but we couldn’t get it in, so then I tried straddling him. As his penis slid into me, I gasped. It felt really big, but it didn’t really hurt. After a few minutes I was having an orgasm, but it was sort of surreal. I couldn’t believe I was actually having sex. After he came, we laid there, stroking each other’s sweaty hair, and grinning these huge grins at each other. Later, some friends called us to hang out. One of our friends picked us up and said, “So, what did you guys do this weekend?” We grinned and giggled, and our friend said, “Besides have sex.” We figured we must be glowing or something. I was a little sore inside, but I never bled or anything. After that we fucked like rabbits, and one time we tried having sex on the dining room table, but ended up on the couch. After awhile though, he met this other girl. At first they were “just friends,” but I knew there was more to it than that. We had sex one more time after they met, and that was the only time I didn’t come. I wanted so badly to believe that he still loved me, but he came so quickly, and then he rolled over, and faced away from me. Part of me probably knew at that point that it was over. He broke up with me the day after our five month anniversary. It took me a long time to get over him, but about six months after we had broken up, a friend introduced me to this really sweet guy. He is really nice, and we have a lot in common. When we first started going out he told me my eyes were like the moon, which, coming from him was really special, because he wants to be an astronomer. I was the first person he had ever kissed, which was really strange for me, but kind of flattering. For my birthday he gave me a huge bouquet of roses. I knew after less than a month that I wanted to fuck him, but I also knew he wasn’t ready yet, so we went through all the normal stages. Even though he had never fingered a girl before, he was a quick learner, and really good at it, because he has really big hands. He also has a really really large penis. I felt bad, because it took me a while to learn to give him a good blow job. He is so much bigger than my ex-boyfriend, that my ex’s hard dick, was the size of my current boyfriend when he is flaccid. After we had been going out for about 2 and a half months I talked him into having sex. He said, “Isn’t it usually the guy who pressures the girl?” Anyway he went out and bought condoms, and I asked him, so do you want to? and he said, “Of course I want to, I’m just scared as hell.” But we did it, and he liked it, and it was so much better than it ever was with my ex, just because my man is soooooo huge. It even hurt a little, which surprised me, since I wasn’t a virgin. I came so many times before he finally did. Then I asked him if he liked it, and he said,yes, but he couldn’t really feel that much through the condom. Then we got dressed and went into the kitchen, where his dad gave us a funny look, probably because the bed was squeaking so much, and I was making some noise myself, as I have a tendancy to do. The next time we tried to have sex, we realized that the condoms were too tight for him, which was why it wasn’t that comfortable for him. So we went to the store and bought Trojan Magnums, and that helped a lot. One night, a good friend of ours was having a coed sleepover, so instead of sleeping at his house, we got a hotel room. We left the party at around 12:30 am and went to our room. We undressed each other pretty quickly, and then we started pleasuring each other in different ways. He fingered me, went down on me, then fingered me again, and then he ran an ice cube all over my body, and played with it inside of me until it melted. Which didn’t take long, I was so hot. I sucked his dick for a few minutes, until he told me to stop. Then we put on the condom, and i slid myself onto his cock. I made so much noise I think we definitely woke up people in adjoining rooms, we heard them grumbling. He just kept going, and going, and I had orgasm after orgasm. Then he grabbed my hips and started thrusting himself so far into me,it was sort of a sublime pain. I had a new kind of orgasm that was different. He fucked me so hard, that when it was over, I still felt full inside, swollen. I told him that was the best sex I had ever had, and it was. We’re still together now, but he’s away at college, so I won’t get laid until Christmas break. I love him so much, I hope we stay together for a long time.
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