Where it happened: His apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
My name is Angela. I was fifteen when I met the man of my dreams. He was three years older and to me, infintely more mature and knowledgeable. From the beginning, he made it clear that he wanted my body. On our second date, he was touching my breasts through my shirt.
I had always known that he found me sexy. Before we began dating, I would find him staring at me, watching the way my Tshirt would hug my breasts, revealing the softness he could only dream of touching or seeing. But he was determined.
He had an apartment across town, and after about a month, we went there for one of our dates. To watch Grease and to make dinner. He found it intriguing to cook for me. [he wasn’t too good at it – we ate pizza]. As we watched the show, we laid on the floor and he laid his head on my breast. I had never felt something like that before. I thought he was just doing it because it was soft and comfortable, and at first he was.
As Travolta danced onscreen, he began to nuzzle my breast through my Tshirt. I tried to ignore it. He slipped his hand beneath my shirt and cupped my breast through my bra, finally slipping his fingers beneath the wire of my bra and taking my breast into his bare hand. Nobody had ever touched my bare breast before, and I could feel his hand causing my nipple to grow hard.
He began to lift my shirt slowly, kissing my stomach. I stopped him. I was nervous. We went into the bedroom, and he took off his shirt. “Are you still nervous?” he asked. I nodded, and he lifted my shirt over my head. My bra came off next, and then it happened.
I found myself standing half naked in front of my shirtless boyfriend. I’m not ashamed of my breasts, because they’re nicely sized. Not extremely large, but big for my age. He touched them in awe and ran his hands all over them before lowering his head to my left breast.
The excitement was instantaneous. I felt him kiss my nipple and begin to suck gently on it while touching my other breast softly. The feeling was so intense.
He pushed my sweatpants down my legs, taking my panties with them. I was embarassed, but my shyness fled quickly. He removed his jeans next. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his erection came into view. His was the first penis I had ever seen, and I was afraid of it.
We laid on the bed and he guided my hand to his dick. It was so hard.. I was nervous and afraid, wondering what I was doing here. What if my mother saw me doing this? Not that there was any chance of that.. but the thought scared me.
He showed me how to touch him there, and I realized how much he liked it as his mouth opened in pleasure. His eyes closed and I stroked his penis again and again. Finally he said “Would you.. ?” And I said, “Would I what?”
“You know,” he said.
He and I could always have very intense conversations, and I had told him how I’d heard girls at school talking about giving blowjobs. I’d always thtought that disgusting.
“What?” I asked, nervous. “Kiss it?”
He nodded, and I said, “What kind of kiss? Open, closed, wet, dry?” He said open and wet, and I swallowed hard. I lowered my head to his penis until it was dancing right before my eyes. I placed my slightly open lips against the body of his penis and kissed gently. I didn’t realize how sensitive he was there, and he moaned.
I brought my head back to his level and he said “Would you do more than kiss it?”
I was nervous, but I nodded. I lowered my head to his dick again and opened my mouth, not sliding it in like I’d heard you were supposed to. I just closed my lips over the first two inches or so. Then I moved my mouth up and down on it, not using my tongue or deep throating or anything.
He seemed to like it, though.. and not long after, he came into my mouth with no warning. It scared me, and I started choking and I let go of his penis and spit it all over the bed. He apologized to me.
I’ll write more if people like this, but it’s not the best.
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