Where it happened: Firebird
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
Well, I used to date older guys, 16 and 17 when I was only 14. Why? Because they were more mature.
One night I had a date with a guy named Stan. He was known for his speed with fucking girls. I wanted to at least have a date. I was not really ready for a fuck. After Olive Garden and a movie, he took me to a makeout spot that was known as the ice tower. It was on top of an old water tower. He boosted me up first, I quickly put on makeup to be ready. He climed up his bicepts buldging threw his shirt. He leaned forward and took my hard tit in his hand and squeezed it. I felt it go hard. He kissed me hard and fast. He felt for the bottom of my dress and pushed his hand up into my nest of hair and my tight cherry. He stuck to fingers in me and forsed his fingers up. I let out a cry it hurt but was nice at the same time. He lifted my dress all the way off reveling my naked body. I was frightened and so I put in on and jumped down going to his car. I got in and waited for him to take me home. I realized I was not ready. He slid in a couple of seconds later, naked. I was shocked at his boldness and he leaned in to kis me and reached down to remove my dress again, this time I wanted him. I was incapable of speech or thought. All I knew was that exposed penis would be in me in moments. I slid off my panties and reached down to give his cock a kiss, it turned into me sucking away for a while. Then he moved in on me. His cock slid in nice and easy exploring me. Only to come half way out and rock back and forth harder and faster harder and faster. Untill I was swept away in a mindless void of passion.
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