Where it happened: his room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Tim and I had a real history together, we had been best
friends,dated, broken up, and gotten back together about
a year before. We were engaged, we were both virgins, and
didn’t take the subject of sex lightly. In fact we had been
talking about it for a VERY LONG time. I had been on the
pill for a while in anticipation, but we wanted things to
happen slowly, when the time was just right.
The one thing we didn’t worry about was condoms, because in
a TRULY lifelong monogomous relationship we knew there was no
risk of STD’s.
Anyway, we had been doing a lot of heavy petting, kissing,
and he had even performed oral sex on me a few times, but
we always stopped just short of intercourse. I have to tell
you, Tim was the most gentle, patient guy in the world – he
brought me to orgasm SO many times in those months, and I
don’t think I gave him nearly as much.
I remember the day we finally gave eachother everything…
His parents were gone for the entire day, and we had the house
to ourselves. We went to his room, and started kissing,
just slowly at first, and we let our hands wander a bit.
We laid down, side by side, still fully dressed, and
let our genitals rub through the fabric…it felt so good to
be near him, our tongues teasing eachother, and our hands
on eachother’s backsides pulling us closer.
He started to let his mouth wander down my neck, and
he unbuttoned my shirt so he could kiss the top of my
breasts, while his hand came up to massage them gently.
I moaned and pulled away just long enough to remove my
shirt, while he unclasped my bra. The fabric of his
sweatshirt was rough against my nipples as I pressed
against him, so I lifted it over his head.
My breasts felt so good against his slightly hairy chest,
and it felt even better as he used his tongue and hands
to caress my nipples and massage my flesh.
We were both really hot by then, and Tim looked into my
eyes questioningly as he reached for the button on my shorts.
I answered him by undoing them myself, and pulling them off,
leaving me just in my bikini underwear. He took of his jeans,
and rolled on top of me, so that our bodies were barely
separated by the thin fabric. I could feel his hardness,
and just the pressure was so intimate and intense that it
sent butterflies through my entire body.
His fingers slipped into the crotch of my underwear,
and started rubbing gently on my clitoris, then pushed
inside of me. He had been there before, and I loved it,
as I arched my back to take his fingers deeper. I’m not
sure exactly when he removed my panties, but next thing I
knew, his warm wet mouth was kissing my most secret spot,
and I let the lips of my vagina open to share my heat with
him. He had this amazing way of using his fingers and mouth
together to bring me to climax, and he showed me just how
much he loved me by taking me to pure pleasure again and
again.
I was so involved in his pleasuring me that I had almost
forgotten his needs, so I pulled him up and reached my
hand down between his legs… His penis was so hard as I
stroked up and down, and I wanted to look at it. In all
of our previous experience, we had always stopped before
he was completeley undressed. I reached around to his
backside, and tugged at his underwear. He helped me take
them down, and I got my first sight of his glorious manhood.
I had never wanted him so desperately…
“I want you now..” I whispered
“Are you sure?” he asked, before he even made a move toward
me.
I could barely moan “oh yes Tim” as I pulled him toward me,
and we locked eyes as he lifted his body over mine. Very
slowly, and very gently (I’ll never know how he had such
control!) he entered me. It didn’t hurt at all…probably
because he had prepared me so well, All I felt was the
fullness of him inside me. It sounds corny, but not only
our bodies joined that day, but our souls too.
We stayed that way for a short time, and then he started to
push in and out. I didn’t orgasm again, but the pleasure
I felt was even better, especially a few minutes later when
his body shuddered, and he moaned my name over and over.
We both cried a bit, and said we loved eachother over and
over…We said we couldn’t believe it was so good on the first
time, but I guess it was because we were both so ready for
eachother.. and so totally in love.
We’ve been “officially” married for four years now, but we
both say that first time was the day we were married in our
hearts.
So there’s my somewhat sappy, romantic recollection of my
first time. I guess I was really lucky that it was so
special, and so satisfying…But with my dear Tim it is
ALWAYS satisfying…
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