Where it happened: his car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
I was with a friend in a store when the shopkeeper accused me of taking things without paying for them. I proved that I had nothing of theirs in my possession, so the store’s people let me go. One of the accusers was a boy I had known as my sister’s boyfriend. The two were not seeing each other very much, so I felt comfortable at talking nicely to him. He gave me a piece of paper with his phone number on it, and I went home and thought a long time about calling him. When I finally got through to him, he invited me to a Burger King for soda and fries. I agreed. We went and ate. We talked for hours in his toyota. When the conversation turned to his relationship with my sister, we both got turned on. My sister never told me any of the things she did with him, and now I was finding out just how involved they really were. He and I began touching each other and moved to start kissing, but a cop stopped next to us, and we had to move on. He drove me home, and I wouldn’t get to see him for days. On a Monday, he and I ran into each other again and made plans for a date. I really wanted to be with this man, and couldn’t wait until the night came. We went to Burger King again, and went to some hidden place far from cops and traffic. We picked right up where we left off. This time, there would be no stopping. He passionately kissed me and felt me all over. I reciprocated and suggested we move to the rear seat for some more comfort. He was sitting in the seat, and I was spread legged on his lap. His hands moved freely around me. We moved around as if we were really turned on, but I noticed something that wasn’t right. He was spending all of his efforts at massaging my private parts and no attention to the rest of me. After kissing, he stopped even looking at me. He moved me around to lay me down in the seat, and began kissing my girl parts. He pocked around in my behind, and licked all of the hidden skin between my legs. He really didn’t show any care for me, but showed all interest in my private areas. He really couldn’t mount me in the car because there was no space. He got my legs around his waste and made a few tries to get inside of me, but couldn’t. I was eager to get on with it, but he slid around my outside, and sprayed his sperm right away. I thought there would be more than that. He apologized for his behavior, cleaned me up as best as he could, and put on his clothes. He dropped me off at home. I had more men later who would finish the job better, but in my book of life, if anyone asks me who was the first man in my life, I answer that it was a loser who devoted his energies at cunt exams, and when the opportunity arose, he came even before he went into the place that he was inspecting.
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