You never forget the first time you have sex, losing virginity really sticks in your mind, especially if you’re just an 18 year-old teen.
I was 18 and he was 21 that time. He rushed in my life like a hurricane. He was so handsome, so adult, so vigorous, so strong,… though I must admit I didn’t like him at first. I wasn’t used to pushing at the first date, you know, I was counting seconds to run away from him, but he was so persistent kissing my lips and caressing my body…
It’s not that I was a modest girl, I was an ice-queen. I guess it was due to the upbringing. I was never too drawn to guys. By he didn’t pay attention to my words and pleading to stop. He was smiling lustfully and kissing. I was dizzy of his kisses and I really couldn’t believe such things ever happened in reality.
I was used to spending much time with him. I got addicted to his caress, his kisses, his touch, I wanted to be with him 24\7, enjoying every single second of feeling him near me. I was so madly in love and used to forgive most outrageous things he did like, for example, he hugged me in the street and raised my skirt to caress my butt, or he made me sit on his lap making it possible for everyone around to see my underwear. He used to thrust his hand under my skirt and in my panties, I bet people noticed that too… It was impossible not to notice it anyway! Whenever I was sitting on his lap I felt his hard and huge cock and I can’t hide it - I liked the feeling.
He made me hot and wet whenever I saw him. Sometimes small drops of my juices were streaming down legs. He always asked me to fondle him. First it was a bit unusual and strange to fondle his dick through the pants, I could feel how huge it was… But then I got used to caressing his dick. I only had an oral experience by that time, but that guy was just nothing compared to him!
And once… I remember we were walking along the beach and then he suddenly kissed me and turned me around to whisper in my ear, kissing the ear lobe. I felt his breath and his hard dick… He told me directly and gently:
-Come over to my place tomorrow… I want you so much…
I couldn’t resist. I wanted him too. He told me it would hurt for the first time and asked me if I was ready for it. I was happy, that was all I knew.
And it was tomorrow. I don’t remember how I got to his place, I was too absorbed in my thoughts, too excited and thrilled. When I got there he wasn’t there yet. He got late, he was very nervous, smoking a lot. As soon as he opened the door he started kissing me, the kisses were passionate. When we got in the room he turned on the music, hugged me and pulled off my top, astonishing me by the speed of the action. I couldn’t figure out why he chose the top to go first. He got I was a bit shy, so he kissed me to comfort me. Then everything was very-very fast.
He took off my jeans and wanted to say something but I interjected him by saying it was his turn to dress off. He pulled off his jeans and I saw his boxers. That was the moment my modesty vanished out of the blue. I wanted his wonderful body, and he wanted me. He laid me on the bed and hardly could I say a word as he pulled off my panties. I felt uneasy when he was staring at my pussy (later he confessed till the very last moment he couldn’t believe I was a virgin).
He was kissing me, his lips were sliding down my skin to my nipples, his caress made me fidget on the bed and buck. He went down to my stomach and then to my pussy… he was too impatient and hot to fondle my vagina for long. He stood up and threw off his pants. That’s when I really got scared. His 8.6 long dick was too much for my cave. But it was too late. He put on the condom and spread my hips. He lay between them. He poked his cock at my slit. Guess my vagina contracted. I asked him to take his time. He was anxious. He said no and started entering my pussy. That’s when I felt the real pain. My body got tense, I opened my eyes wide. He was thrusting deeper and deeper. I was moaning with pain, crushing the bed sheet with my fingers.
He looked at me and paused. All of a sudden he pressed his body against mine. He wanted to kiss me, but I cupped my hands round his neck holding him very close. I sobbed and he paused indecisively. My legs were round his waist, I pushed and helped him enter. Dull pain filled every inch of my flesh. But then it gave way to some other sensation. I can’t say I liked it a lot, but I didn’t wanna let it go. He set himself free off my hug and looked down.
Two small blood streams were flowing down my legs (I hoped there would be a couple of drops). We went to the bathroom, he helped me take a shower. I still felt pain between my hips. He bent me over and we continued the fuck. It didn’t hurt anymore but I can’t say I was fully satisfied. I liked to feel his scrotum pounding against my butt, I liked to see he really liked the fun… Yes, I loved him. We got out of the shower and he wiped me dry with the towel. When I was dry his hand slipped between my hips and his fingers got in my bosom. He was fondling my lips… I was carried away with strong sensation. I don’t know for how long it lasted… I closed my eyes trying to kiss his lips and couldn’t catch them, I was so far away floating in the sensations… I was sort of paralyzed with desire. And I came.
He smiled smugly and kissed me on the cheek. He went out of the bathroom. Then I got back to the room to get dressed. Then we left his house. We shared a lot of pleasant moments after that. Then we started quarreling. Those were really stupid scandals. We didn’t see each other that often anymore. We split up then. I don’t know where he’s now. I would really like to see him again. He will always be my FIRST man and there’s nothing I would like to change about it now.
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