Where it happened: my dorm room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It was the end of the school year and my roommate had already moved out of our room. I had been seeing Ryan for about a month at that point. We’d known each other for most of the school year (we were both college freshmen), and had almost dated earlier in the year, but I’d changed my mind. Eventually I realized that he was a great guy and I desided that I should really give a relationship with him a chance.
We’d kissed and he’d felt me up before then but nothing more than that. We both had been out at dance where we were both in dress clothes and we were going to go out with some friends to a party after. We walked back to his room (his roommate was still there) and he changed into casual clothes then we went to my room. I was wearing a tight low cut black dress and high heels. He said that he’d leave the room so that I could change. I told him that he didn’t need to.
I took off the dress and was wearing black bikini underwear and a bra that was about the color of my skin. We kissed and he ran his hands over my bare skin. I knew that he didn’t expect sex, but I also knew that we were both going home for the summer the next day. He’d dated one other girl before me, and had sex with her a couple of times. I was on the pill and I knew that he and his ex had both lost their virginity together so I wasn’t worried about STD’s.
He started taking off his clothes, he had a perfect body, slim and muscular. He took off his shirt. Perfect arms, chest, and abs, his skin was so warm when I touched him and his hands felt amazing against my skin. He took off his shoes and socks and asked me what I wanted to do or have him do. I leaned in and kissed him deeply and said “Whatever you want.”
He took off my bra and started playing with my breasts and kissing me more. I slipped of my heels without breaking the kiss, then laid down in bed. He asked if I wanted him to join me and again asked me what I wanted to do. “Whatever you want” I knew that he didn’t want to push me and wasn’t sure how much I would be comfortable with but I was really shy and saying what I wanted. He laid down in bed with me and we continued to kiss and touch each other. I could see and feel how hard he was.
I turned and laid on my back and slid his fingers under the edge of my underwear, he ran them back up my body. I pressed his hand back down again and he played with me under my underwear. He stopped and I whined and said “don’t stop.” He said that he didn’t have enough room to move and I took off my underwear. He slid his fingers inside of me, I was very wet and turned on. When he stopped fingering me he took off his pants. He moved to be on top of me and licked and played with my breasts more, I could feel him hard and brushing against me legs. I looked up at him and said “let’s have sex.”
He was surprised and said “I don’t have anything with me”
“It’s ok, I’m on the pill”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes”
“I don’t want you to anything you don’t want to.”
“I’m saying YES”
“I love you”
“I love you to”
He nodded and smiled at me. He slid off his boxers laid back down beside me and asked me how I wanted to do it. I asked him to be on top. He moved to be on top of me and lined himself up with me. It took a while for him to be able to slide all the way into me because I was very tight. It hurt a little but I didn’t bleed at all. We only did it for a little while because he was worried that he was hurting me so he stopped. I went to the bathroom, and I did hurt some. After a little while we did it again, for longer this time and I didn’t hurt after.
Neither of us had orgasms that night or the next morning when we did it again. I don’t think he let himself finish because he thought I told him not to when he asked where I wanted him to. I didn’t mean to but I was distracted by what he was doing to me and probably said something wrong.
We’ve been dating for over a year now, and tomorrow we’re moving in together. We love each other and I hope that someday we’ll get married. We still have sex regularly and the only problem is that I have a higher sex drive than him, and tend to tire him out. I never planned to be a virgin when I got married and at the time I had sex with him first I didn’t expect that we would get married, so I’ve never felt bad about it or regetted it.
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