Where it happened: Brother's Apt
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
She was the girl next door; we hated each other’s guts in grade school. When we were in Junior High, she had developed and was the most popular girl in school . . . but we still ignored each other.
One day my older brother discovered her (she was still 15) and they ran off and got married. After the dust settled between the two families, they moved into a one room efficiency nearby and he got a job working the 11 am to 8 pm shift.
Shortly after they married, he knew I had a small stash of money and wanted to borrow a little until he got paid. I got there just as he was leaving for work and went in to leave her the money. She was wearing very revealing white shorts and a bare midrift.
When I offered her the money and started to leave, she insisted I sit down (in the only chair, which she had placed facing the bed). After some idle chatter, she turned on her side, pulled her legs up and presenting me perfect view of her ass and panties while she continued making small talk.
Seeing I wasn’t going to make a move (I was very naieve and a virgin), she patted the bed and said, “Why don’t you come up here so I can see you.” I was shaking like a leaf, but I did as she asked and the next thing I knew, she was rubbing her hands all over me and then into my shirt.
She explained that we couldn’t do anything since it was “that time of the month.” I wasn’t really sure what she meant by that, but I didn’t say anything. The next thing I knew, she had her hand on my dick, rubbing it through my pants, which by now were soaked.
The next day after my brother had left for work, she called me and said he had gotten paid and that she wanted to pay back the money they borrowed; I told him that was alright, there was no hurry, and I would come over in the morning before he left for work. She insisted that he demanded that I be paid before he left for work and that I was to come over immediately.
When I got there, she was wearing white “shorty” pajamas and a see-through robe. She slammed the door, through her arms around me and started “french-kissing” me. I’d never kissed a girl before and had never dreamed of a “french-kiss”, although I’d heard the older boys talking about it.
I could feel her naked breasts through the thin material and by now how probably had shot off three times! When she finally stopped, she led me over to the bed, pushed me back and proceeded to unbutton my shirt, loosened my pants and, seeing all of the come, she took a wash cloth and started washing me . . . which promptly caused me to shoot off again, this time all over her.
After cleaning my come off her robe, she took it off, the removed her thin top, showing me some beautiful 15 year titties . . . things I had only dreamed about until now. By this time, she had pulled me into a sitting position and pulled the back of my head onto her left breast. It didn’t take me long to figure out what I needed to do. After switching me to her right breast, then back and forth, she pushed me back onto the bed, pulled my pants and shorts off and crawled on top of me and started “dry fucking” me with her panties still on. She let a scream, then relaxed. I thought I had hurt her, got her pregnant or something . . . I knew nothing about sex!
She laid on top of me for about a minute, purring, so I figured she was alright; she rolled to one side, pulled off her panties, then crawled back on top of me in a kneeling position. I was afraid to look at her, afraid I’d turn to stone if I did, but I couldn’t help myself and it was my first naked girl.
By this time, I was fully erect again (at 15, I don’t think I ever “wasn’t” erect). She riding me slowly with my dick against my body, and suddenly she started screaming again, and then went limp on top of me. Seconds later, she was kneeling again, took my still hard 15 year old dick and slowly started sliding it into her and I shot off again, never dreaming this is the way babies are made.
She didn’t let up. She stopped and put her hands on my chest and started working her cunt against me. I never slipped out, she orgasmned again and me with her at the same time.
We laid in each other’s arms for quite awhile and I felt I had become a man. She got up, went to the bathroom, then I could hear the shower running. By this time I had dressed and was ready leave . . . I was scared. She opened the bathroom door, stark naked, motioned for me to follow her and when we got in the bathroom, she started undressing me again and we both hit the shower. She started rubbing my dick with a soapy washcloth and it started all over again.
We kept this up for years, with my brother’s blessings (he knew of her desire to be fucking both of the boys from next door, but I didn’t know that he was aware of it until many years later) until one day her little cousin moved to town from the country life and she introduced us.
Well, thats another”cherry” story that I’m sure she would like to tell and probably will.
To me, the first time was beautiful and something that everyone should cherish for life.
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