Where it happened: couch
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was always a little bit of a shy girl. In school I was mostly quiet. The boys seemed to make a big fuss over me. I guess it was because of the way I looked. I kinda small (only 5 foot) but I have these really large breasts. They don’t sag or anything.
Well, I didn’t go out or anything in high school or college. After college I started working at a high school. I became friends with the security guard. He was in his late 30s, overweight and married, but he was the nicest guy I had ever met. We became good friends and we never really considered each other sexually.
One day my car was in the shop so I asked him if he could give me a ride home after work. He did and I invited him up to my appartement. We sat around and talked about kids for about an hour. We talked and laughed, and I noticed him looking at my legs. He had a funny look on his face. Instead of feeling embarrassed like I usually did, I found myself quite aroused. I pretended not to notice that he was looking at me, and I turned a little in the couch, just so that the hem of my skirt would come up a little higher. After a very long time the conversation turned to sex. My cheeks were red as I told him I was a virgen. He was really impressed, and tried to divert his attention to something else besides my thigh. As he tried to change the subject I just couldn’t help myself, and I reached over and kissed him gently on his bald forhead. I know that when I did, the top of my blouse came down for him to see. I was nervouse about what I was doing, but was to flushed to stop.
He reached up and put his arms around me and pulled me down to him and whispered “are you sure?” I nodded and then put my lips on his, opening my mouth and received his toungue, my first french kiss. He slowly slid his hands up my skirt and slid my panties down and off. He slowely started kissing lower and lower until I could feel his breath in my hairs down there. I suddenly felt a little embarassed and exposed, but as his toungue slid through my labia from bottom to top all of my inhibitions went out the window. He took such a long time kissing me everywhere, he even kissed my toes and then directing me onto my stomach he started kissing the backs of my legs and slowely running his mustach and lips over my bottom. It was at this point that I had my first orgasm. When my shudders subsided, I felt a little guilty and thought about asking him to leave, but as I rolled over I found that he was totally naked. He gently kissed me and pulled my top off over my head. He kissed my breasts gently and slowely. I reached down and felt his penis. I have never seen one in person before, but this was huge. Had I thought about what was to come I may have changed my mind, but everthing went so slow and gentle that I never thought of stopping. As he kissed me he continued to stroke my thigh and my back and soon he was between my legs. With his penis pointed upward, he started to caress the inside of my lips with the bulbuous head of it. I never felt so good, and as I started getting wetter and wetter, I was sure that this is what love making was all about. He pulled back a little, pushed my legs up high, and as he kissed the inside of my ankle and foot, he slowely started putting it inside of me. At first I was astonished at the pressure that I was feeling, then I wanted to scream as the pain of my hymen tearing started. He was so gentle and kind that I managed to keep from screaming, but I felt the tears stinging my eyes as I felt him slide it all the way in. Once he was all the way inside, I could feel his testicles resting against my bottom. He kissed the tears off of my cheek, and I noticed that there were tears in his eyes too! He smiled at me and slowely started moving his hips, moving in and out. It was both agony and ecstasy. He moved faster and harder, at times his penis coming almost all the way out. I couldn’t believe that after all these years it was finally happening to me, so I reached around to with my hand to feel where he was inside of me. When I did, I touched his testicles, and with a moan he slammed into me hard several times, then hesitated as I felt his ejaculation deep inside of me. He pumped some more, and then hesitated again, spraying deep inside me. The feeling overwhelmed my and I started to orgasm uncontrolably. We laid there with him inside me for a long time until the spasms in my vagina finally pushed him out. He started to appologize to me, saying that he should have never led me on, but I didn’t see it that way. I know that he is happily married, and I don’t want to marry him anyway. He is the only guy I have ever made love to and it has been going on for about four years. If kevin ever does stop coming by I know that if I ever look for another lover it will be an overweight, bald, married guy who isn’t in a hurry to get what wonderful things I have to give.
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