Where it happened: his house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
My first time was with a guy named Pete. I had thought he was pretty good looking
for a couple of years. We were at his house one night, sitting around playing with
the computer. We were both very shy and reluctant to realize how to get on with it.
Finally we were pretending to trip each other when he fell on top of me.
He was very hard through his jeans. He was pushing himself against me asking me I
wanted to fuck. How romantic. I said sure, why not. He started to pull down my
panties, and I said no, we need to have a condom. I made him drive with me to the
nearest store(20 minutes there, 20 minutes back). Needless to say by then I wasn’t
as turned on as I once was. We took our clothes off and got under the covers of his bed.
He said he wanted me to suck on his dick to get it hard again. I did and was struck
by the salty taste of his cock. I didn’t think it would taste quite like that.
When the time came down for us to actually fuck, it was a joke. He kept coming out
and couldn’t keep his cock inside of me. Finally I got on top. That seemed to do the
trick. We moved slowly, rocking against one another. I was just getting to the point
were I was starting to feel somethinng good when he came. I was very dissapointed.
The next day I saw him and we fucked in my brother’s car. If youve ever seen a ford
Festiva, you’d know this was no easy process. I came this time. That was the last
time I talked to Pete, by my own choice. I haven’t had sex since. Although I have
become very adept at masturbating since.
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