My First Time with S.

I remember that we had been necking a lot that summer. After a while, she let me play with her breasts. Soon, our making out sessions included me getting my hands up her skirt and into her panties. I remember how her face flushed and I knew she was wet even before I touched her. I felt her erect nipples, then worked my hand under her clothing until my fingers were inside her. I'd carry that smell of her pussy around on my hands for a few days before it was completely gone. As much as I loved this, I really wanted to fuck her.

I never guessed that it would happen in her single bed early in the evening with her parents watching Dan Rather in the living room only a few feet away. This time, I started to undress her. I wanted her naked. I got her top off and licked and sucked her nipples. She liked that, although I realized just then that she had never laid a hand on me, never once reached down to touch my stiff cock. She avoided it.

When her pants came off, I did what I thought was the natural and expected thing to do: I tried to go down on her and she stopped me! I was stunned. What woman, I wondered, doesn't like to receive oral sex? It makes no sense. She was not interested in giving me any either. But, fuck, we did.

There is nothing like the first time: the fast breathing, hearts racing, that first penetration, the wetness, the hot slippery wetness, the smooth slippery pussy, and I was thrusting and she closed her eyes. My tongue in her mouth and then on her tits, a hand tucked around her ass and rubbing her clit. There was no condom, just hard throbbing skin sliding into her wet hole.

She came, arching her back, eyes closed. I love that part, when she is done and you are not. You can try to bring her off again or just finish. (I also realized that she was a missionary girl). So, I stayed in that position, moved back onto my knees so that I could see my cock slip in and out of her cunt. I really wanted to roll her over, to screw her from the back, but I knew that wouldn't happen.

I was enjoying it still, the hot wet pussy, my cock, long and hard and ready to explode. I leaned in and whispered that I loved fucking and she cringed. She didn't like dirty talk. I wanted to tell her that her cunt was hot, that her tits looked awesome, but she clearly hated the word fuck. I sensed that she wanted me to finish. I wanted to see the action again, so I leaned back to watch my cock fuck her. And, soon I came. I really slammed into her and came hard. I may have said "fuck that was good," but I am not sure.

Soon, there was a wet spot on the bed.