Where it happened: his car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I am five years younger than my sister. We’re good to each other but were never real close. I was 13 when she met her husband and 15 when I was in their wedding. He was/is very hot. Tall, dark, muscular with a great body and best ass and sexiest legs I’d ever seen. I had a crush on him from the moment she brought him home. I’m a competetive person and I always seemed to be compared to my sister evrywhere I went. In school, I was always “her” sister rather than the other way around. I was always told how beautiful she was, or how smart she was, or how great she was. After a while it really got to me. I hated being second fiddle. I’d agree if you told me I sounded a little jealous because I was. I was always easily aroused when her husband, D, was around. One time, my freshman year in high school, I was getting my band uniform on right before the football game. My sister and D were in town and at our house. I left my door opened while I changed, hoping D would walk by. He did, I was wearing my tunic and only my panties. I was getting ready to put my skirt on when I caught him staring at me. All I could do was embarass him and loudly ask, “what are you looking at”? He didn’t answer and deverted his attention elsewhere. He didn’t say much to me the rest of the evening. That I night, I fingered myself to the best orgasm I’d had to that point. I was going nuts thinking about him. Time went on and I dated a few guys. Each tried something with me but I refused all of them. I had gotten my drivers license on my 16th birthday and had been dating the same guy for over five months. I wasn’t in love with him and knew nothing was going to come of our relationship, despite what he said. Although we never had intercourse, we did fool around some. Mostly I gave him blow jobs and he’d finger me. He refused to eat me despite my requests. My sister and D were going to be in town that weekend to celebrate my birthday. D had taught me the most when I was learning to drive. Usually we drove in my mother’s car which had an automatic transmission. He promised to teach me to drive stick when I got my license. And, that’s exactly what I planned on having him do…teach my to drive stick. I had eschewed my jeans and was pretty much wearing short skirts the whole week leading up to their arrival. My boyfriend took that as a signal that I wanted to lose my virginty. he was right, but just not with him. They arrived Friday evening at dinner time. I give each of them a hug and kiss on the cheek, a special hug and extra special peck on the cheek, for D. During dinner, I asked D when he was going to teach me to drive stick. “In the morning”, he promised with a smile. We just had a private birthday celebration for me, so I purposely didn’t invite my boyfriend. It was kind of lame but everyone had good intentions. I really just wanted to fuck D. I fingered myself almost all night long. I slept hard and well in between the times I awoke, thinking of D inside of me, and fingered myself to a wonderful orgasm and back to sleep each time. Morning had come. My mother and sister left to go shopping just I had come romping out perky, and wearing my shortest skirt, asking D if he was ready to go. He and dad were talking about the previous night’s football game from the account they had read in the local paper and he replied, “Yes” just as soon as he had finished breakfast. I responded with a “good!” and slipped into the bathroom where I removed my panties. He had just finished clearing the table when I came out. My mom and sister had already left so there wasn’t anything blocking D’s SUV. We walked to his truck where he opened the door for me, helped me in and then closed the door. My sister said that was one of the things she loved about him. He was always such a gentleman! We drove to the local airport where he’d let me start driving in the parkig lot. On the way there, he first had me put right hand over his on the stick shift. He wanted me to feel where the gears were. it was kind of awkward reaching across my body like that, but it had me looking right into his gorgeous eyes. After a couple of minutes of that, he put my hand on the knob and placed his over mine. His hand was so warm and I was starting to get very wet. I briefly wondered if it was such a good idea to have ditched my panties. He asked if I had felt the gear locations and pretty much let me shift when he commanded. he instructed me to watch his feet while we were doing this. Here I was, reaching across my body, practically holding hands with and resting my head against the shoulder of, and staring just past his crotch at the feet of the guy I most wanted. I was extremely wet now and felt the wetness in my skirt as well. He seemed to be comfortable and concentrated on teaching me to drive stick. I was starting to breath heavy as well. When we got to the airport, it seemed that he had noticed that I was a little frazzled and asked if things were Ok. I assured him they were and that I was a little nervous about driving his truck. He assured me it was Ok and that I’d do fine. He asked If I was ready to try and again I assured him I was. He said lets trade places and then I quickly hopped in his lap. Face to face, he gently laughed and asked what I was doing and said that I had to wait until he was out of the seat. I just smiled, said I “knew” that and asked him to help my feet get the timing between the gas and clutch. I was sitting in his lap, with his arms practically around me and his face right next to mine. It was all too much. He asked if I had sat in some water or something. I simply repsonded that I was excited and brushed my lips past his ear and against his lips for an instant. I felt him stiffen in his groin and knew that I would get my birthday wish. He said this wasn’t right, that he was awlays faithful to my sister and had always intended to be. I kissed him hard and he kissed back. Our tongues wrestled a little, when I pulled away and whispered that I wanted him to make a woman out of me. He repeated that this wasn’t right as I jumped into the back seat, pulling him with me. Funny thing. he didn’t resist too hard. We kissed again as I slipped my hand between his thighs and gave his stiffened area a squeeze. He jumped a little and slipped his hand between my thighs. With his arm aroud me, he gently massaged my inner thighs, with his other hand, and neevr let up on his passionate kiss. When his fingers stroked my lips and then touched my clit, I came, pulling him hard against me. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced. He commented that he was surprised I came so quickly. I told him I had wanted him so badly and said he was my birthday wish. He smiled, pulled his wet finger to his nose and then sucked on it. He smiled again, saying I smelled and tasted so sweet. He pulled my top off, and removed my bra. I unbuttoned his pants and slid thme down, along with his underwear, as he lifted himself off of the seat. His dick was so beautiful. It was bigger than my boyfriends and was everything I imagined it would be. I pulled his sweatshirt off of him as he moved my skirt up around my waist, exposing my pussy. He gently kissed me again. He asked me to promise that I tell nobody about this and then he lay me down on the seat. He kissd my cheeks and chin, moving to my neck all while he was gently massaging my breasts. He didn’t grab and squeeze them like my boyfriend did. He just lightly rubbed them, brushing his fingers over my nipples. It was like he was smoothng out the sheets. His hands felt amazing and his kisses were driving me nuts. His lips moved lower, down to my collar and then down my chest. he lingered at each nipple, slowly flicking his tongue over each. I was powerless to do anything but run my fingers through his hair. Evrything he was doing felt so incredible. He continued to move his lips lower until he was kissing the inside of my thighs. Just his breath near my pussy almost me made me come again. I did come again when his tongue ran along my lips and then stroked my clit just as his finger had earlier. I pulled his face hard against my pussy as his tongue continued to massage me clit. This was incredible! I never imagined anything like it and I quickly came again. I never expected to come like this, so many times, over and over. When he stopped, he lifted his head and smiled. “I think you’re ready” He said. His hands were in mine and although I knew I wasn’t, it felt like I was pulling him up to me. As he lay on me, his face over mine, the scent of my juices strong on his breath, I kissed him. I had neevr licked my fingers after masturbating, so the taste of me was different but exciting. He pulled my hand down to his penis and asked me to guide him in. He said I should control how he entered my virgin pussy. I did as he intsructed. The head of his dick felt so good against my pussy lips. He didn’t push at all. He just reacted to my hand pulling him into me. I felt him against soemthing inside of me and he kind of stopped. He whispered that this may hurt and said he was going to push. He was right. It did hurt, but he made it feel so wonderful. He took over then as I put my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his. He slid all the way in. This had felt like everything I hoped it would. he was simply amazing. No other way to decribe it. His dick slid against my clit as he gently moved in and out. I came again and then again in a matter of moments. he kept kissing me and I felt him come as I came again. I felt like we had been at it for hours, but in reality, he was in me for a magical five minutes before he came. He was absolutly incredible. We kissed again as he pulled out. He was a little a flustered and said that I was wonderful and asked how I was doing. I just smiled and said thanks for making my brithday wish come true. We got dressed and proceeded to drive back home. I never did learn how to drive stick, I mean standard transmission, from D. I just told everyone that it was hard to get the hang of it in his truck. He mostly avoided me the rest of the weekend, but there was somethng special in his eyes and the way he looked at me when we made eye contact. I understood and have always been forever greatful for the way he introduced me to sex. I broke up with boyfriend the evening I lost my virginity to D. I’m still dating, trying to find the right guy. I have had many good sexual encounters but nothing has compared to my first time. Until now, I have never shared this with anyone and I also have never put D in the that position again. I still see something special in the way he looks at me. Thanks D.
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