Where it happened: Her House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
This is a true story! I have added direct quotes where I can remember them.
Her name was Tracy and she was 15 years old.
I was working a card and gift store in New Jersey one summer when this girl came into the store. She was a little on the heavy side but not overly large!
She said that she saw a sign in front of the store that said there was a sale on and wanted to know where that merchandise was. I showed her and walked away.
The owner was in the store that day. She bought a few things and left.
She came back a few days later and smiled at me as she passed the front counter. I found a reason to go to that part of the store and started talking to her she told me her name was Tracy.
There was no one else in the store except her and I. She followed me over to the front counter and we started talking. She gave me a few hints so I started hitting on her back. I told her that I was about to get off work and wanted to know if she wanted to take off and go somewhere.
She agreed and waited for me in the front of the store.
We walked to a nearby park and found a quiet place under a tree. Since I was rather inexperienced, I made a few moves that were a little too fast for her. She kept on telling me “not yet” everytime I tried to kiss her.
Finally, she said “okay”. I went to kiss her and and she gave me her tongue right away. This was another first for me but I enjoyed it and we french kissed passionately under the tree for about an hour.
The whole time, I had a huge hard on which I knew that she was aware of. I was feeling brave and I asked her if I could touch her tits. She said softly: “You don’t have to ask anymore”.
I touched her tits and I could tell that she was really getting turned on. She suggested that we go back to her house so, of course, I agreed.
It was about a mile walk to her house. We held hands and my hard on continued unabated. We stopped occasionally to kiss but we were getting there slowly but surely.
We finally got to her house and went upstairs into her bedroom. We starting to french again so I tried to remember all of the things that I seen in porno movies. I tried to take her shorts off. She was a little resistant but didn’t do anything to stop me.
I tried licking her pussy like I had seen in the movies but she said that she wanted my dick. I soon found myself on top of her and about to get laid for the first time.
We didn’t have any rubbers and I was scared that I would get her pregnant. She told me to “take it out” when the “time came”.
I put my dick in her and started pumping her. She went wild and was screaming and moaning just like the girls did in the porno movies! It was quickly obvious that it was not her first time. She must of came two or three times.
I felt my dick building up for the climax which I had achieved many times before but through other methods! I was scared that I was going to let my load go inside of her so I took it out a little earlier than I should have and finished the job with my hand. I came all over her chest and tits. I did a huge load that left me wiped out.
We laid on her bed and just relaxed for a few minutes. All of the sudden, the front door opened. I heard someone yelling “Tracy”. She said: “Oh, shit. My mother!”
She jumped up with the cum still stuck to her naked body. She ran into the hallway at the top of the stairs and told her mother that she had just gotten out of the shower. I saw run into the bathroom and come out with towel she had grabbed and was trying to cover the stain with.
I hurriedly tried to get dressed and was feeling around for my underwear, shorts and shirt as I couldn’t find them. We closed all of the shades in the room right before I fucked her so it was real dark in there.
I found my underwear but I heard her mother coming up the stairs. I hid behind the door and tried to get my shorts on.
Her mother questioned Tracy as to why there was no steam in the bathroom and why her hair was not wet if she had in fact just gotten out of the shower. I peaked from the crack in the door and saw her take away Tracy’s towel which revealed the cum was still on her but now smeared by the towel.
“What’s this?”, she screamed at Tracy while pointing at her tits.
Tracy said nothing and with that her mother walked towards the bedroom. She opened the door which hit me as I was hiding behind it. She turned on the light and saw me in my underwear.
She know right away what had been going on but she didn’t say a word to me. She stuck her head out the doorway and told Tracy: “Go take a shower and stay there until I tell you to come out.”
I ran by the bed and quickly threw on my shorts and my shirt. Her mother came in and shut the door behind her.
“Where do you think you’re going?”, she asked. I was scared as I thought she was going to call the cops or worse, call my parents.
She walked to me and grabbed my crotch. “Did you put this in my daugher?”, she asked. I didn’t say a word as I was more interested in getting out of there instead of answering her questions.
She had me cornered and there was no way that I could get out of there. She was a rather large woman and she could easily block my path. She asked me if I had fucked her daughter and just nodded as I was too scared to talk.
She walked away from me and headed for the phone. With that, I made a run for it and got passed her, down the stairs and out the front door. I ran as fast as I could.
Tracy lived near a large park so I ran in there and hid for a while as I was terrified that the cops would be looking for me. I stayed there until dark and then walked home.
A few days later, Tracy came into the store and said that she had gotten in huge trouble. Her mother took her to church that night and made her confess her sins to a priest.
I knew that Tracy wasn’t a virgin when I did her but her mother apparently thought that she was. She told me to keep away from her as her mother would kill her if she was seen with me.
She also informed me that her mother didn’t call the cops on me but would if she ever saw me with her again. Luckily, we didn’t live that close to each other so I knew that the chances of running into her mother were slim.
Tracy said that it would be best if we didn’t see each other again. I agreed and she left the store.
That was the last I ever saw of her. I must admit that my “first time” was a “good time” thanks to all of the masturbation that I had done previously. I knew that Tracy loved it and I felt good that she liked what I did.
Ironically, this was the first and last time that I ever got laid on the first date! I’m married now and love my wife. We have a great sex life but every now and then, I think about Tracy and it still gets me a little excited.
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