Where it happened: My house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
Her name was Angela. Our relationship ship started out
over the computer, as if that isn’t unoriginal enough.
But I guess it was the first time I could say I truly loved
somone. I guess that’s what made my first time all the more
sweet.
We had met only once, very briefly, while she was with her
boyfriend oddly enough. It started with little messages
with the pro-forma double entendres and stuff. She went
home for Thanksgiving and we spent 4 nights straight talking
on the phone. You think you get to know a person listening
to their filtered voice, so tiny and far away. We didn’t
even talk a lot of time. Just listened to each other
breathing.
When she came back we finally met. Spent most of our free
time together just walking and talking. Even snuck her into
my room one nite (I was still living with my parents) and
we just slept together. That’s all. Our sexual relationship
followed a slow, natural progression. It started with
me sucking on her tits alot. My first time for that. Soon
it was the old bump and grind through our clothes. Noone
could have ever told me before that day that a guy could
cum just by grinding against a womans groin through
his clothes. I was almost embarassed. I couldn’t tell her.
Soon we were down to our underware. I can remember vividly
the first time she touched my cock through my boxers. She
moved it to make better contact with her pubic bone. It was
like electricity. I think the big breakthough was the nite
I finnaly managed to work my hand under her panties to hold
her ass. I ended up fingering my first pussy. It was the
first time I really heard a woman moan at the carress of my
hand.
Next came oral sex. My first blowjob. I’d asked her one time
if she’d use her mouth. She shook her head and I didn’t
pressure her. But next time we made love I went down on
her. I guess I was trying to guilt her into reciprocating.
It worked well enough. It was very incredible. I mean,
she wasn’t the best (not that I have much to compare by)
but blowjobs are a lot like pizza. When they are good they
are great…but even if they aren’t great they’re still
pretty good. I really like to watch my cock dissapear in
her mouth. Watching was almost as good as the feeling.
I guess I’m obsessed wtih blowjobs…or at least you could
call it my fetish. One time I crashed out in her dorm room
and she came home from her part time job. I was so horny
and all she did was kneel in front of me and suck on my cock
till I burst. She only let me come in her mouth once and
that was an accident.
Our first attempt at sex a fuck up. It was in the morning.
For me that’s one of the worst times. Your bladder is full
and either your hard as a rock or you can’t get it up.
Of course I couldn’t get it up. Funny tho because I wasn’t
embarassed because I knew that’s why it was happening.
But the next time I had no problem. It was pretty incredible.
I always tried to make it last long enough for her to come
a few times at least. But she seemed not to get off on it
as much as me eating uer out. I usualy finished things off
that way…finger fucking her while eating her. She really
screamed a lot when I did that. Even found her G-spot (if
there is such a thing.)
Her and my best friend I moved in with didn’t get a long so
naturally I was surprised when I found out they were fucking
around. I moved out at that point and things go real ugly.
But I still think about her often. Just the sex. Because
I really thought I loved her and I liked that feeling.
For me Sex is synomynous with love. When I msturbate I
always love who I’m thinking about, even If it’s someone
I’ve never met. But nice guys finish last and all that.
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