Where it happened: Friends house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Michael is my best friends older brother. We have known each other for ever. When we were little we would all play together (my sister and me with Suzy and Michael) and often stay over at each others houses while our parents or theirs went out. We even had baths together (though we were very little then!).
So while Suzy and I were good friends Michael was just around. When we were between eight and twelve we did not like boys, and they did not like us, preferring to spend time with their friends. When I reached puberty I was fascinated by boys, but a little scared of them. Michael was someone I was a little in awe of, though I rarely spoke to him. When we did meet he usually called me `little muffin’, or just `muffin’, though my name is Martha! Urgh! When I was sixteen, he was away at college.
So one day in the school holidays I was round at Suzies, and her Mum gets a phone call to say that her sister has been taken sick. She and Suzy decide to go and visit with her, though they are concerned that I will need a lift home. I say not to worry I would call Mom and get picked up when she comes home from work, and so they leave me there alone. I have the use of the pool and so I just laze around and chill.
While getting a drink I hear someone come into the house and call out. It is Michael and boy is he a sight. Over six feet tall, long blond hair, bleached by the sun, he is wearing Hawaiian knee length shorts, open sandals, a vest top that shows off his huge arms and shoulders, and a light brown tan. I am staring rather, as he looks at me with these really bright blue eyes, and recognising me smiles (which makes me go all tingly and get wet inside), and says “Hey little Muffin, how you doing?”
I manage to say that I am fine and how is he. “Oh I’m ok; nothing that a drink and a shower won’t fix.”
I make us drinks of orange juice and we talk a while. He is enjoying college and has been away with a couple of mates for a week surfing and chilling. Then he says still looking me over, “Hey Muffin, you are really growing up.”
I think I blushed, but feeling braver say, “So are you big boy!”
He grins, and looking down at his shorts says, “Hey, does it show?”
I could have died, but then see the twinkle in his eye and we both fall about laughing. He comes over to me and gives me a hug, saying how good it is to see me. We talk for a while catching up on the people we both know, including school, teachers etc. He tells me about college and how much he is enjoying the life, as well as the work.
He says he really needs that shower, so gripping the hem in his crossed over hands, he pulls the vest top off and puts it into the washing machine. His upper body is glorious, and I am really turned on by his washboard tummy, and full chest, which has a little blond hair in between the defined abs. I wonder if he is going to strip the shorts off too, but he turns and says “see you in moment.” Then he is gone.
After a moment he calls down, “Martha love, would you bring a towel up here please? There are none clean in the airing cupboard.”
“Sure” I call, and go out to the utility to get one.
Upstairs, I can hear the shower running. They have a large wet room, which has a dry part as you go in, then a full glass wall, with a door in the centre, which leads into the shower area itself. The glass, I had forgotten, is clear!
Michael is standing under the shower with his back to me. Water is cascading all over him, and the sight of it running down his back over the full and round butt, is soooooo sexy. I think to myself, what will he say if I go in there? He is rubbing gel on his body, and cannot easily reach the middle of his back, so I very quickly and quietly go in, and standing behind him say “Let me help you with that”, and start rubbing the soap over his back.
“Muffin, that is so good”, he says letting me do it. My hands cover the section he cannot reach, but then move up and over all his back. When I have very thoroughly done that, I move down and rub his bum too. I wonder what to do next, and think of asking him to turn round, though I am rather shy of doing that, as I have not seen a grown man naked before. So I have an idea, and ask him to pass me the gel. I put more on my hands and reaching round rub his chest and tummy. I am afraid to go lower, so sort of stop. He says to turn round and when I do, he turns behind me. Leaning down to whisper in my ear, he says “It is your turn now.” I give him the gel, which is like saying OK, He rubs gel where he can and says “Shall I take your cossie off?”
I nod, and a moment later by bikini top is loosened and he throws it aside. He massages my breasts, and the nipples stand out bigger and tighter than I can ever remember them. I feel so good, and yet a little weak, so lean back, and he catches me against his chest, with one arm round me. The other hand eases the bottoms off my hips and when they fall I kick them away. Having massaged me all over, front and back, and very lightly between my legs, he turns me round to face him and I see his dick for the first time. Different thoughts hit me in a rush. It is very beautiful. It stands up straight against his tummy. It is much bigger than I expected! I gently reach out my hand and hold it, which makes it jerk, and Michael to gasp. He shows me how to move my hand up and down gently, giving him obvious pleasure.
“Have you done this with anyone else” he asks.
“No never. Not even close. Have you?”
He grins and says, “Yeah, once or twice. Do you mind?”
“Of course not. You are not a virgin then?”
“No.”
I said, “I don’t want to be one any more either. Will you make love with me?”
“It will be an honour, though I think it best if you let go of my dick and we go somewhere a little more comfortable!
A few moments later we are dried off and he half leads, and half carries me into his bedroom while I cling onto him and we kiss wildly. The place is a mess, stuff flung everywhere. Even the bed has a large bag on it. The only clear space is his desk, so he picks me up and sits me on it. He pushes me back so I put my arms behind me to stop falling over, as he keeps kissing me, while running his hands all over my body. Leaving my mouth, he makes his way onto my neck, and then breasts, sucking each nipple in turn, which make them very hard, and me even wetter than I am already. His fingers find my pussy, and he pushes two into me with one hand while teasing my clitoris. Suddenly I tense up and this amazing feeling washes over me, beginning deep inside and radiating out to cover every part. I must have cried out, and when I look up again he is smiling at me.
“OK?” he asks.
“Yeah wonderful. But I really want you in me.”
I THINK he is teasing when he says, “you sure you are ready? Don’t want to play a little more?”
“No”, I reply really needing to be full of him. “We can play more later.”
He reaches down and opens a draw, removing a condom, which he quickly opens and rolls onto his dick. Then he puts the head of it at my pussy lips, and holding onto my hips very gently slides it deeply into me. I can feel my body stretching to take him, and it feels wonderful. When he is fully in, he kisses me and strokes me, and after what seems like an age, he begins to move. It is almost like a gentle rocking; back and forth, probably no more than an inch each way. (His dick is nine and a half inches long, and very thick, I find out later.) We can both look down between us seeing the way our bodies fit together, and it is so exciting. A while later he makes the movement deeper, eventually almost coming out of me. I beg him not to leave. Then we speed up, and the strokes are more powerful. Our breathing becomes rough as we both feel our orgasms approaching. When mine hits, I tense and lean back, while he pushes all the way in and I feel him coming, filling the condom with his sperm. When we are calm, I hold onto him round his neck, his dick still deeply in me for a long time. I think we are going to start again, but he says we have to change the Trojan first.
That was my first time, though not the end of that first session. While we were `resting’ his mum phoned to say they would be staying over till at least tomorrow afternoon, and had I got home safely. Michael said not yet, he would see that I did. I rang my mum to say I would be staying at Suzie’s overnight, so Michael and I had hours to `play’!
I can tell you that once we had tidied up his room we played for hours, making love in many positions and only stopped having intercourse because he ran out of condoms!
We are now girlfriend and boyfriend, and plan to marry when we have both finished our education. Hope you liked the story!
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