Where it happened: at home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
My boyfriend and I had been going out for about a year by the time this had happened.
Anyways, Jeff was the sweetest guy; any girl would be lucky to have him as a boyfriend.
We started going out when I was 15, and when he was 19. He was rather popular with the
girls, so he had lost his virginity much earlier, and had made love to many girls before
we started going out. Being raised in a religious household, I was raised to believe that
I shouldn’t have sex until I was married, so, up until I was 19, I had always believed that
I would never, ever have sex until I was married. What happened this night was unplanned,
though, but it couldn’t have been more perfect.
Actually, it just started out as a regular, normal night. My parents own their own business,
so they’re constantly out of town, and since I’m their only child, I’m home alone a lot. The
house in which I live is more or less 8,000 sq. feet. That’s a lot of space for a young teenager
to be occupying alone. So I had Jeff sleep over, which was not unusual at all. He came
over, we shot some pool, had some dinner, and then we started watching some of the
movies he had rented. While watching Scream, which I had never seen before, I got scared
during a couple of scenes, and he would instinctively hold me tighter than he already had been,
making me feel more safe and protected. I can’t say that I enjoyed the movie too much….
during the movie, I felt restless, so I turned my face up to him for a kiss, which he readily
conceded to. Even though we had already been going out for a year, we had taken things very slowly.
The farthest we ever got was him feeling my breasts…well, he kissed them once before. I know it was
very hard for Jeff to take things as slowly as we did, since he knew what he was missing out on;
however, he held a great respect for me, and didn’t push things further than I allowed them
to go, ever. When it came to the physical aspect of our relationship, I led the way.
So anyways, we were making out, and in order to get into a more comfortable position, I laid
down, taking Jeff with me. We continued kissing, our tongues dancing, my hands stroking his back.
By then, I could feel the bold evidence of his passion rising, pressing against my stomach.
Part of me wanted to have sex with Jeff, since I knew that I loved him wholeheartedly, but
the other half of me clung to tradition. Both halves were battling each other, and after the
exhausting fight, the former won out; I had decided to have Jeff make love to me. I pulled away from
our kiss, mesmerized by the passionate glaze over his beautiful brown eyes. “Make love to me, Jeff.
Tonight.” He looked a bit confused for a moment, then said, “Are you sure?” I nodded affirmatively,
he lowered his head to kiss me, and the magic began.
We started kissing again, and ever so gently, he lifted me up off of the couch, never breaking our kiss,
and carried me up the stairs to my room, and from there, to my bed, where he laid me down. The only
in the room was coming from the candles that I light every night, creating a sensual atmosphere for the
both of us. We were kissing, and he began fondling my breasts, rubbing and massaging them through the
thin fabrics of my shirt and bra. He then removed both my shirt and bra, exposing my upper body to him.
Almost reverently, he took one of my breasts into his hand, and brought his mouth down upon it, suckling
and tugging on my nipples with his tongue and teeth. I gasped, and automatically, my hands went to his
head, holding him there at my breast. While he was sucking one breast, his other hand was rubbing my
other breast, his forefinger and thumb pinching my nipple. When he pinched my nipple, I nearly screamed,
it was so erotic. He then turned his attention to my other breast, suckling, and tugging with all the expertise
he’d acquired over many lovers. While his mouth was attending to one breast and a hand was attending the
other breast, his other hand reached down, and began tugging at my shorts. With my help, he was able to
remove my shorts and my panties, which had gotten wet as a result of my arousal.
He put his hand between my legs, and I immediately closed my legs, afraid.
“God, you are so sweet,” he moaned into my mouth, and being comforted by those words, I slowly relaxed my legs,
and he was able to cover my most private area with his hand. I know I was extremely wet, for he had told me so.
Upon hearing this, I was a little embarrassed, but he chuckled and said that it was nothing to be embarrassed
about, that it had made him feel good, for he surely knew he was bringing me pleasure. He slid his finger up
and down my private area, and feeling his hand rubbing that area made me jerk with pleasure; I had never felt such
a sensation before in my entire life!! He then pressed a finger into me, and as he was doing so, I got tense, and
therefore, it began to hurt rather badly. “Relax,” he told me. I looked up into his eyes, and that was all the
comfort I needed. I relaxed, and allowed his finger to slip into me up all the way. It felt rather uncomfortable at
first, but then I got used to it. He kept his finger stationery for a little bit before he began moving his finger in
and out, all the while carressing my clitoris. I didn’t understand what was happeneing to me, but there was something
unfolding within me that I couldn’t stop. I started moaning and gasping, my breath coming in hard, short breaths.
I didn’t know what was happening at all, only that it was spreading all throughout my body. I began shaking my head
on the pillow, and before I knew it, I screamed, feeling my vaginal entrance pulsating around Jeff’s finger. Jeff
took his finger out, and spread my legs further. I readily complied, spreading my legs, bending them at the knees.
Jeff positioned himself above me, between my legs, and I could feel his heat poised at the entrance of my vagina.
I knew that the moment would be coming soon, so I opened my eyes, and I looked at him, seeing the silent question he was
asking me. I nodded my head. He told me to wrap my legs around him, and so I did so, cradling him within my legs.
I felt him move himself, adjusting himself to my entrance. With his hand, he slowly guided himself
in, an inch at a time. I could feel myself stretching to sheath him, and it felt so very good. I sighed. Finally, he
stopped, and I looked up to him, wondering why he did so. There was a bit of anguish in his eyes when he said, “I’m
so sorry, baby,” kissing me, and then thrusting full length in me. I screamed, for it hurt so much. I felt as if I were
being ripped apart, and tears began streaming down my cheeks. Jeff didn’t move; he remained burried in me. He tried to
comfort me, holding me to him, kissing away my tears, and saying sweet things to me. After what seemed like a minute or two,
the pain started to subside, and I told him so, just so that he wouldn’t feel so guilty. He pulled out a little, and pushed
back in, but it instantly brought back the pain, so I begged him just to remain still a little longer, to which he complied.
After waiting for a little bit, though, he began moving, and this time, the pain, though still existent, was more bearable.
He continued moving in me, and it began to feel very good. The same feeling which had happened before started at the pit of
my stomach again, spreading all over my body. I knew I was going climax soon. By then, I was meeting each of his thrusts,
which were coming harder and faster. Each time I met his thrust, I felt as if I were going to explode. Finally, I exploded, and
soon after, he did to. I felt himself flow into me, filling my womb with himself, and that was in itself a very special feeling.
After, we just laid there, holding each other. That was the night he told me he loved me, and that was the night I knew we’d
be together forever.
Jeff and I have now been married for 5 years, and have 2 children. Our sex life
together is thirlling. It’s unblievable, but it gets better every time.
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